revenge

She was left to die, wasn't she? The world had forsake her hadn't they? They had corrupted her kind little heart only desiring to live a happy life. Since her birth she was cursed, yet others called it a blessing. They wanted to use her as a weapon. The angel of death had come to liberate them from their sufferings. This time around it would be a one-sided slaughter.

"He was her past, present, and future. She was his beginning and end." ______________ Synopsis Luna wanted revenge, surprisingly not on the alpha who rejected her, but on the man who claimed her as his bride, the man who was none other than the Lycan King, Alpha of Alphas. Luna Harristone was the pack's outcast, ridiculed all her life because she had'nt awakened her wolf by age 19. The alpha who claimed he loved her and promised to make her his bride rejected her like trash. Luna felt like her life had no meaning until the news spread that the feared Lycan King, Draven Iranov, was arriving. At the banquet, he claimed her as his bride. but his eyes triggered a flood of memories of the man who killed her parents. Draven Iranov is a twisted, emotionless king, notorious for his merciless deeds. Many called him a monster; his behavior and actions were pure evil. he was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Draven claimed he knew her. But Luna only remembered him as the monster who killed her parent. And wanted nothing to do with him. The problem? Luna wanted to kill him, but he wants to marry her. will she be able to escape the clutches of the heartless king? or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone. _______________ [WARNING: Mature Content 18+. No Rape] #Excerpt "Did you go meet him again, my sweet girl?" a voice whispered in her room. Luna spun towards the sound, but only a shadow lingered on her bed. She gasped as the figure rose, stepping towards her. "I... I... hmm...” she stuttered, her mind racing for excuses. She had thought he wasn't in the packhouse today. "No need for excuses, my sweet lamb," the voice cooed. "Now, are you ready for your punishment?" __________ Connect with me (to see pics of characters) Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61586502603479&mibextid=LQQJ4d Instagram: Author Mimidaniels_ Discord: https://discord.gg/9YQ9yC9jP

He transmigrated into Aemond Targaryen on the night he was meant to lose an eye. He knew the history. He knew the fight. He knew exactly how fate was supposed to carve him into a monster. So he tried to change it. But when the dagger fell, the one who paid the price was not him. From that moment on, history broke. Branded as a kinslayer, feared as a monster, and forced onto the path of the Green faction, Aemond steps into a future no one remembers—one shaped by blood, dragons, and political betrayal. Regent of the Realm. Rider of Vhagar. The man who should not exist. This time, the Dance of the Dragons will not follow the script. ... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.

Are you old enough for a Sangria? Then you are old enough for this grisly novel about multiple stories of trauma and survival. Merlot Jupiter is he a creation or is he an author? James Evergreen is the ruler of the Intermarium, and he has two children: Ethan from his wife Leslie and Lolita from Charlotte, a woman with whom he had an affair. Who will become the next ruler of Intermarium, a third-world country that is already crippled by enormous amounts of debt? Dan is from Intermarium, drafted into war, and his worst fear is that his son Felix will follow the same fate as him. Merlot watches the news to see Borealia and Uncle Sam fighting about tariffs.

Once, Celine and Leo were the golden couple of their high school. However, in a single night, Celine’s world collapsed. Her father committed suicide after being framed, and Leo, the only man she ever loved, was the one who sent her to prison for the death of his mother. Now, Celine has been released as a woman with no future. When her mother fell terminally ill and she was forced to sell herself at an underground auction, a man purchased her for an astronomical price. That man was Leo. Leo did not just want to possess her. He wanted to bind Celine in a marriage of torment as a form of cold revenge. Behind the walls of a luxury mansion that felt more like a cage, Celine had to survive between burning hatred and dark secrets that began to unravel one by one. Was Leo truly the monster who destroyed her life, or was he the only protector willing to be reviled to save her soul?

"Even though I am the Spiritus Cheetah, I can still be killed, Lucian. No matter how fast I am, a bullet is faster." Most children fear the dark; at five years old, Alessia Lyra Vicenzo stepped into it to claim her legacy. Motivated by her mother's death, she didn't just join the Mafia she became the shadow. Guided by her father's three watchwords-"Pain is for the weak, kindness is for those seeking death and you fight till you defeat all."-she spent her childhood becoming a weapon the Mafia could never control. She didn't stay to be a pawn. She left for Canada to become who they never saw coming: a genius surgeon with hands that hold the power of life and death. But when she returned to Italy, the shadows finally caught up to her father. In his final moments, Alessia reached into his pocket and pulled out a single note: with a instruction to find Valerius Lucian Moretti. The Ghost is watching. Valerius was her father's most trusted advisor before he left to protect his sister. He was given one command: If the shadows catch up to me, work with the Spiritus Cheetah. He expected a scarred mercenary-a killer with a grudge. He never realized the "Cheetah" was the same blood of the man he left behind to protect his sister. Alessia has spent her life resenting the word "love," viewing it as a weakness in a world of blood. To Lucian, she is Mon Amour. To her, he is just a distraction. But together, they might be the most dangerous thing Italy has ever seen. One mistake at Sotto L'etna has shattered years of secrets. Now, the surgery is over. Now, they perform the autopsy. Join me in this ride of gunshots, love and so much more . Follow me and dive in. Stay Lethal, --Cruentis.

On the night of her fifth wedding anniversary, Seraphina Vale dies watching her husband smile over a glass of champagne he knows she will never finish. When she opens her eyes again, she is standing in her childhood bedroom, staring at her untouched wedding gown. It is the day before she marries Adrian Hawthorne, the charming billionaire who will one day steal her family’s company, ruin her father’s legacy, and leave her bleeding on a marble staircase while his mistress calls it an accident. This time, Seraphina does not walk down the aisle. Instead, she signs a contract marriage with Adrian’s greatest rival Lucien Ashford, the ruthless CEO who was destroyed and bankrupted by Adrian in her previous life. Lucien wants revenge, Seraphina wants justice, and their marriage is supposed to be a transaction but as she guides him through corporate traps she already remembers, and he shields her from dangers she once faced alone, cold calculation begins to feel dangerously close to devotion. Meanwhile, Adrian is unraveling. The woman who once loved him without question now looks at him like he is already a ghost, and he cannot understand why losing her feels like losing something he never knew was irreplaceable.

I arrived in the Volkov Empire like a shadow slipping through walls. Footprints erased before they could dry. A blank file where a history should be. Nothing but a blade of deceit meant to cut through the strongest crime syndicate in the city. Rafe Volkov leads the Commission not through shouts or threats but through an unshakable calm that bends others by presence alone. His word shapes the rules. His silence enforces them. Foolish of him not to catch on right away. That was my belief anyway. I told him my brother vanished into the hands of traffickers. I told him justice was all I wanted. Every word a blade. Every tear a strategy. Truth was something I kept from him completely. My hands ended my brother’s life. And one by one using Rafe’s power the witnesses are vanishing into silence. Yet the deadliest Alpha in the city never rose without seeing every shadow. His gaze shifted. Not a word came. Just stillness until recognition settled like dust in light. Not the ghost. The architect. She built walls high enough to keep out every threat except him. He steps past defenses without asking why they exist. His gaze lands on truths others avoid. And when he learns everything he stays. The Ghost of the Volkov Empire is a dark mafia romance where loyalty twists like smoke and love is the most dangerous weapon of all. Dark Mafia Romance. Slow Burn. Morally Grey Heroine. Ruthless Alpha. Psychological Tension. Pack Law Politics. 18+ The empire has rules. Every one she touched turned to dust. He watched her do it. Now what?​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

She came to his office to quit. She left as his. Zara Cole has three rules: never sleep with a colleague, never beg, and never, under any circumstances, let a man like Kael Maddox see that he affects you. She has broken all three. Repeatedly. Against his desk, against his wall, against every boundary she swore she'd keep when she took the job as senior designer at Maddox Empire which is the most powerful real estate conglomerate in New York, owned and run by a man the industry calls The Devil in a Suit. Kael Maddox doesn't do relationships. He does arrangements. He chooses a woman, consumes her completely, and when he's done? He moves on. Clean. Cold. Final. Zara knows this. She watched it happen to her predecessor. She told herself she was smarter. She isn't. Because now Kael isn't letting her go. Not after one month. Not after three. Not after she discovers the secret he's been hiding, the real reason he chose her specifically, the conspiracy buried inside Maddox Empire's foundations, and the terrifying truth that what began as a game of power and pleasure has become something neither of them has a name for and both of them are desperate enough to destroy everything to keep. He ruined her for every other man. Now she's about to ruin him. RUINED BY THE BOSS. Raw. Explicit. Addictive. An enemies-to-lovers dark office romance that will have you reading with one hand over your mouth and your heart in your throat. For readers 18+ only.

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

What happens when the prince who promised you the world hands you to the queen who wants you dead? Princess Liora thought her future was written: A crown. A kingdom. A life by Prince Kaelion’s side. But fairy tales are easily burned, and trust is the deadliest weapon in the court. Betrayed by the man she loved and hunted by the wicked Queen Selene, Liora is thrown into the unforgiving shadows of the royal dungeons. Stripped of her title and left for dead, she realizes the kingdom she loved was built on a foundation of lies. But Liora is not alone in the dark. Chained in the shadows is another forgotten heir—Prince Valerius. Dangerous. Mysterious. And harboring a thirst for vengeance that matches her own. To survive the queen’s wrath, Liora must make a dark pact with the imprisoned prince. The crown was stolen from her. Now, she is going to shatter the throne to get it back.

In 2031, a dying star fragment threatened to end all life on Earth. The world united, built the New World Bombs, and shattered it in time — but the explosion rained Starlight particles down on every living thing, giving every human being on the planet an ability. Every human being except one. Mars has lived his entire life in Ashveil Orphanage knowing he is different. His assessment came back a perfect ten — the highest score possible — but no one could feel a single trace of power in him. No ability. No presence. Just a number that means nothing and a file full of incident reports from the kids who made sure he knew it. When a retired soldier named Aldric shows up specifically requesting him — not the kids with impressive abilities, not the rising stars — Mars is given a choice that isn't really a choice. Utopia City. Two years to prepare. Then the Academy, where the world's most powerful people learn to become more powerful.

The Trials Have Begun. 10,000 Students. One Deadly Game. Votes Can Kill, Tribulations Can Destroy, And The Sovereigns Cannot Be Overthrown. Survive If You Can… But Can You?

Born under the brightest throne in the world, Vaelen should have inherited a sacred flame. Instead, something dark answered his birth. Raised inside the royal house yet treated as a flaw, he learns early that in a world ruled by bloodlines, being different is more dangerous than being weak. But when a single night shatters everything he thought he knew, Vaelen is forced into a path where survival, power, and memory become one and the same. Because some births are called curses. And some are the beginning of a kingdom’s end.

"When humans came, died witches fame, the watchers intervened, extinguishing both flames." -: legend from Salem. Sierra, the princess of the witches was cast out of Salem for breaking the most important oath 'coming in contact with a human.' However,that forbidden deed brought about a son, a curse to the witches. Sierra soon finds out that the witches had tried to kill she and her son from fear of the ancient legend, where humans bring doom to their existence. Serving as one man's mistress after escaping Salem, she is killed mysteriously, but her son is saved. Their society, rapidly civilises and Aros the product of a curse from witches, and a human father, continues his life in college, but the past soon starts to hunt him. The loop of that ancient legend where nobody knows why it's continuous after the cycle of a thousand years slowly reveals reasons behind it to Armaros, through the inked tattoos that had appeared on his skin at a young age. The questions start, "Was my father human to begin with? Why do the witches want want me dead? and most importantly, What am I?" Aros digs for answers. Having his friends by his side, they unravel this mystery, where each of them face their own problems and the pull of love comes in. They soon come to realise that creatures from vast realms walk the earth. "Phantom's dice rolls again, The debt must be paid." -: lost legend. *** Susan gulped at the sight, and the teacher finally took notice of her. "Sue?" he called her name in an informal manner but it was the deep whispered tone to it, that had Susan squeeze her legs feeling the wet pool between them. "Susan," Mr. Shane called out, his voice echoing through the dimly lit hallway. When she didn't respond to his first call, he tried again, this time, his voice laced with a hint of authority. Susan's heart raced as she turned to face him, "Oh, Shay…. sorry, I meant Mr. Shane" she stuttered, her cheeks flushing. "I was just getting some water. What about you? What brings you here?" Shane's gaze narrowed at her, "Bold of you to question my presence. Well, I came to inspect, as it had come to our notice, that some of the students usually sneak out of their dormitories past curfew, using the path behind your rooms." Shane stared down at her as he answered. "Oh I see," Susan replied her brown eyes trying to take in their conversation, but her gaze focused on his exposed chest. Shane was someone who had the privilege of finishing college earlier than most, earning him a spot as a lecturer in his early twenties. He knew what he did to Susan when he spoke to her this way, but he just wanted her to know he was the only one who had the power to make her feel that way. "Shay, just for tonight can you let me call you that?" asked Susan to Shane. How could he forget? Susan was one of the boldest ladies he had ever met and he knew just what her touch could do to him. "Yes I'll let you call me that, but first I want to take you somewhere" Shane said to Susan and he took her hand, then whisked her into one of the nearby storage rooms. The sharp outline of Mr. Shane's jaw faced Susan with unperturbed desire, his black hair had a golden tint at the lower strands, and his black eyes were like encapsulated jewels. "Shay? What are you up to?" asked Susan, when the latter turned off the light switch. Though she was dying with anticipation, she decided to stay patient. "Take off your night robe darling," Susan heard Shane whisper seductively in her ear, so she slowly took off her robe. Art by: Dew

In the Higher Realms, Samael was an absolute law. As the Sovereign of the Primordial Void, his existence kept the cosmos in balance—until his own generals betrayed him, casting his soul into the abyss of reincarnation. Thousands of years later, he awakens in the mortal shell of the young Patriarch of the fallen Morningstar Clan. But there is no time to adjust. On the very night of his awakening, rival families and the arrogant Valois of the North descend to massacre his bloodline down to the roots. With his Aunt impaled, his snow-haired twin sisters crippled, and his fiancée Seraphina amidst the ruins, Samael’s ancient soul snaps. [Primordial Patriarch System: Initiated] [Awakened Affinities: Blood (Beginner) / Void (Lowest Stage)] They thought they were trampling a helpless cub. They didn't know they just woke up a dragon whose hunger could swallow the heavens. Armed with the absolute right of Blood and the Void, Samael will tear through his enemies, rewrite the tragic red destiny of his sisters, and uncover the supreme ancient lineage of his future Empress. The heavens turned their back on him once. Now, he shall devour them. "This story is also being published on Royal Road under the same author name."

It was prophesied that Queen Qara would give birth to a prince destined to be the next ruler of the kingdom of Hmagol, replacing the crippled crown prince. Fate twisted, and Queen Qara gave birth to Princess Chinua, giving the eldest son of the king's concubine a chance to inherit the throne. As the legs of the crippled crown prince of the Kingdom of Hmagol, Chinua and eight of her most trusted subordinates traveled across the Kingdom of  Hmagol to restore peace and stability to the citizens of Hmagol. The invasion by Zasra Kingdom compelled Chinua and her loyal companions into battle, and forever altering the course of her life.

She was cast out as a witch. Seven years later, she returns. Zara Vaelorian was once a blacksmith’s daughter, accused of forbidden magic and exiled beyond the kingdom walls. Her father was executed. Her name erased. But exile did not break her. It forged her. When she walks back into Eryndor draped in black, the court that once condemned her begins to tremble. Power shifts. Shadows rise. And the throne is no longer secure. Yet vengeance was never meant to be her greatest weakness. Because in a kingdom built on fear, the most dangerous thing a witch can do— is fall in love.

{WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 18+} The world marches toward an unavoidable ending. A foul, unstoppable plague of corruption called the Scourge is devouring every corner of the world. A king, Ixion, once nobly fought against the vicious, untamed foes; however, the fruitless nature of the fight was that it could only end in one fashion — a pitiful loss. If that was the destined fate of the world, and his resistance would buy a year or two at most… Why spend the little time he has left in the depths of melancholy and grief?! Why not enjoy his life while the world crumbles?! So, Ixion decides to make a list of things he wants to do and accomplish before the world’s demise. A list full of his most devious, lecherous fantasies and desires, alongside a plot of revenge — revenge against the world that had forsaken him.