revenge

King Theron Ravencrest, one of the most powerful wizards in the continent, rules through fear, ambition, and dark magic. But his fury is born from betrayal. Believing he was promised Princess Lysira Valestra of Nightfire Glen, Theron instead finds himself married to a seemingly powerless maid—Elysia. Unaware that Elysia is in fact one of the most formidable mages of Nightfire Glen, she hides her strength and suppresses her magic for twelve long years. Even her son, Kalen Ravencrest, is forbidden from revealing his power. To Theron, the truth appears simple: he has been deceived, trapped with a weak wife and an even weaker heir. His frustration turns to madness when a prophecy surfaces—the daughter of Princess Lysira will be the cause of his downfall. Consumed by paranoia, Theron launches a brutal assault on the Valestra family, slaughtering Princess Lysira, her king, their nine-year-old son, and even her unborn child. To erase every threat, he murders his own wife, Elysia, and exiles their only son, casting Kalen out of the Drakoria Clan as if he were nothing. But fate does not end where Theron believes it does. As a new semester begins at Grimswald College of Witchcraft & Wizardry, hidden truths begin to surface. Kalen steps into a world of magic he was never allowed to claim, while whispers of the prophecy resurface—hinting that the daughter of Princess Lysira may not be as lost as the world believes. With destiny stirring, dark secrets buried, and young mages awakening, the battle between power and fate begins anew. And this time, even a king cannot escape what is written.

Once destined to ascend as a Paladin knight, sworn to the church and forged as its unyielding blade, Gabriel's fate shattered under a forbidden ritual that ravaged his body and soul, twisting him from holy warrior into hunted heretic. Exiled to the frozen fringes of the Northern Kingdom, a routine monster hunt in the remote town of Eldenreach exposes a web of horrors: a corpse mutilated with sacred sigils, beasts fleeing an unimaginable terror, and a vast conspiracy that claws back to the heart of his tormented past. Now, with forbidden powers awakening within him, Gabriel must confront the shadows of his origins or become the monster they fear.

Percival was once a hero, the Summoned Hero in the fantasy game world of Evernia, brought to save them from the wrath of the Demon Lord. After he did, he was repaid with treachery; with murder. But his story didn't end there. Percival regressed to the very moment he was summoned, retaining his max-level Swordsman Class while awakening a new, darker one: Necromancer. As the only dual-class Awakener, Percival summons Skeleton and Soul Soldiers, training them with his Swordsman expertise to become the fiercest warriors in all three kingdoms. This time, Percival refuses to be the Hero, even when the Kings offer him wealth and an army of Awakeners to aid him. Why borrow an army when he could just summon his own? Extra tags: #ARPG #Revenge #Noharem #Supernatural #SelfIsolation #OverpoweredSummons

On my third wedding anniversary, my husband poisoned me. As I lay dying on the cold restaurant floor, I watched him smile beside my step-sister his mistress since before our wedding day. My marriage was a lie. My love was a tool. And my death was carefully planned. I thought dying would finally set me free. Instead, I woke up three years in the past one week before I married the man who killed me. This time, I won’t be the obedient wife who walks blindly into her own grave. I’ll cancel the wedding. Expose their betrayal. And marry the one man my ex-fiancé fears the most. Adrian Blackwood. The Devil CEO. A ruthless billionaire with no mercy for his enemies. I walked into his office with a deal: “Marry me. Help me destroy Ethan Cole and I’ll give you everything you need to take him down.” I expected a cold contract marriage. What I didn’t expect… was the way he looked at me like I already belonged to him. “You’re under my protection now, Sophia,” he said calmly. “And I never let go of what’s mine.” Revenge was supposed to be simple. Love was never part of the plan. But falling for the Devil may be far more dangerous than the man who murdered me. Because Adrian Blackwood doesn’t play games. And once he chooses something he keeps it. Forever. In my first life, I died for love. In this life, I’ll make them all pay.

A ZepeNet holo-scanner hovered over her, humming faintly. Blue glyphs scanned her nervous system, her spine, her brain, her fingertips. "You may proceed forward into the test room" it's mechanical voice echoed. Her heart pounded. She braced herself. Jang Iseul entered the room, took off her shoes. The scanner blinked. Beeped. Now, she stood barefoot at the scanning area in Dominion Academy test room. The overhead lights pulsed in quiet rhythm, each cycle echoing a countdown she wasn't sure she could beat. The dom­i­na­tion protocol was merciless. Gift identification had to be public. Every blink, every scan, every register to the ZepeNet Core Archive—all recorded, all locked. The hall smelled of cold tiles and recycled air. No pods. No luxury. Just a half-lit device with blinking sensors and a mandatory softnet readout. The scanner intoned: "Please remain still. Initiating full‑spectrum Gift Resonance Scan." Lines of energy crept up her spine. Symbols flickered across her vision like ghost data. The machine made a quiet chirping sound and locked her ZepeNet profile. She was ranked now. The world would see it. Her friends would see it. Universities would ignore it. She stared at the results. Red text streaked across the display: SCANNER SYNC COMPLETE Gift Class: Star‑Class Potential Rank: (F‑Rank) Designation: Mutated Illusion creator Origin Code: Strange, Unknown Energy Bond: Red Locked ZepeNet Status: Manual Review Required Red‑Locked meant more than just blocked advancement—it meant social death. She stared at the result, not very shocked. A technician leaned forward and raised a brow. "Star‑Class? But still F‑Rank?! How rare! But you're permanent Red‑Locked?! Sorry, bad luck, kid," he was flabbergasted as he looked at her sympathetically. She already knew. The system refused to understand her Gift. It didn't just misclassify her—it locked her out. Because it had never seen any gift quite like her. Jang Iseul nodded without looking at him. He tried to sound kind and find the right words. "Well… better late than never. Happens sometimes. You might qualify for logistics or harvest support." She stood silently. Not because she was powerless, but because she knew what to do next. She walked out of the testing room and didn't look back. She didn't know what she had expected— She left the scanner room in silence. Other students whispered as she walked past: "She is still red?" "Forever F‑Rank much, huh? Wow. Even at eighteen." "She's done. No squads'll take her seriously now." She didn't respond. Didn't look back. Didn't try to explain. Because she'd seen what she could do in dreams. And she knew she was close. So damn close. She passed two seniors leaning against a vending drone. One of them, a girl with synthetic nails and neon hair, sneered without making eye contact. "Hey, Jang Iseul. Who are you pretending to be now, queen of the losers F‑Ranks?" Iseul didn't slow down. She didn't even turn her head. But the girl moved aside anyway. There was only one test left before she'd be defined—or discarded.

“You look like a cursed, weak, and forgotten son of Drakonia.” Ero gasped audibly. “My lady!” He moved to speak again, but Ashen raised a hand and stopped him. “Coming from someone who can’t see,” Ashen said dryly, “don’t you think that’s quite the overestimation?” Lumina smiled, then moved closer to him. Ashen stiffened at her action. She shouldn't have known exactly where he stood, yet her steps brought her directly before him. “I am blind,” she said quietly, “but I am not weak or stupid. Let’s make a deal.” Ashen’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of deal?” “Two years,” she said, her voice unwavering. “You help me find the one person who can restore my sight… and in return, I will help you gain recognition in this realm.” ******** Blinded, by her late mother so as to protect her from the evil ones, she lives the life of an outcast and is underestimated. Princess Lumina hides dangerous secrets behind her calm grace. In the shadows of court betrayal, she’s forced to outwit her enemies, even if it's her own family. While across the realm, Ashen, the cursed prince of Drakonis, drinks to forget a life of disdain and is also known as the weak one. But when a mysterious girl brushes past him, unseen something inside him awakens. A heartbeat that isn’t his, it’s the first time this is happening, he wants her and he must get her.

They promised a cure. They delivered a plague. In Metro City, the rain doesn’t wash away the blood—it just spreads it. The Nexo Incident was supposed to be a pharmaceutical breakthrough. Instead, the VX-1.089 virus turned 99.7% of its test subjects into biological nightmares. Now, the survivors aren't human anymore, and the corporations are trying to bury the truth under a mountain of corpses. Agent Adrian Cole is a decorated NPU officer who thought he had seen it all. That was before he was assigned to protect Yuki Tanaka—a witness who knows too much. Now, Adrian has a target on his back, a city crumbling into madness, and a partner, Aveline, who is too perfect to be true. He thinks his job is to hunt the monsters on the street. He’s wrong. The worst predators aren’t the ones screaming in the dark. They are the ones signing his paycheck.

[Height of Despair Fulfilled] [Heart of Hatred Awakened!] [You have fulfilled the requirements for fusion.] [Congratulations. You have now awakened the SSS-grade Oblivion Overlord Gene.] [First Essence Roll: Oblivion Heir Class Chosen!] ------- Emrys Dabria was an orphan, unfortunate enough to awaken a Broken Halo in a world that had slowly learned to derive its meaning from Halo Runes. No abilities, no strength or intelligence improvement. He was deemed useless and sold away to humanity’s most hated enemies, the Demonifix Race, only to have his life essence sucked out by a succubus. Betrayed by his own race and destroyed by the ones whose Halo he resembled, he was rejected by the universe itself, up until that moment. That moment when the panel flashed and he awakened a power forbidden by existence itself. Oblivion. A power that does not kill, but removes things as if they never existed! Follow the journey of Emrys as he rises from nothing, an F-grade trash, to eventually become the most feared being in the universe: An Alpha Anomalous known as the Oblivion Heir. ________ OTHER WORKS: Battle Overlord of The End Realms

''What Am I even doing with my life?" I tried so hard to avoid my hellish future and ended up here. Rather than being a toy for the elite, I chose to sing and dance for the world which really doesn't suit me, but for my survival and revenge I'd do anything. Fool the enemy into thinking they've got eyes on you and strike when they least expect it.... Thanks to a dream ethan knew the future that awaited him, a future filled with abuse and hurt. The people he trusted and lived with are the same people he needs to get away from, they're sick and dangerous and should never be trusted. This time he'll live, he'll survive and take his revenge while conquering the industry with his pretty face and average skills....

He rejected me in front of them all. But if I’m going to die, I’m going to die on my own terms. Allison's smile faltered. “You think you can trick us?” “I’m weak to the point I can die anytime, why don’t you give me a chase?... It will be more thrilling for you.” My words were barely a whisper. “But to give you that thrill you have to give me a half an hour headstart.” ‘Yeah, I know it sounds stupid, with little to no chance of surviving. At least it was better than being mauled to death here… And I want to see if Damon would be able to watch the werewolves hunt me down. We had a deep bond even before the mate pull. I won’t accept his rejection yet… I want to drive him crazy to the point he will lose all his sanity.’ “No, you don’t have the right to negotiate with us.” One of them growled in his wolf form. “I’m not negotiating…” I spat out blood, and my face turned pale from the amount of blood I was losing. “I’m only enforcing the law… The law of hunting as punishment for a traitor… and I happen to be one.” Damon blinked slowly and finally answered. “Let her run.” His voice didn’t carry any weight. It was just cold, and empty, and detached like none of this mattered, like I didn’t matter. ‘So this was his decision… after everything we have been through.’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent CEO she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

★DARK ROMANCE★ ^WARNING 18+,^ In a world dominated by organized crime and ruthless power struggles, a tangled web of trauma, revenge, and forbidden passion unfolds. Katya Volkov, the stunning but vulnerable daughter of the Russian Mafia's feared right-hand man, has endured a childhood of unrelenting brutality and neglect. Growing up, Katya was repeatedly tormented by her father's resentment, leaving her emotionally shattered and unloved. However, Katya's life was about to take a much darker turn. Romeo Salvatore, a name that was both feared and respected, emerged from the shadows. His traumatic past has left an indelible mark on his soul, rendering him cold and detached. Seeking retribution, Romeo launches a daring invasion of the Volkov's heavily guarded estate. He captures both Katya and her abusive father, subjecting them to merciless torture. Convinced of Katya's complicity in her father's heinous crimes, Romeo executes her father and condemns Katya to a life of hellish slavery. Yet, as time passes, the boundaries between captor and captive begin to blur. Katya and Romeo find themselves inexorably drawn into a forbidden bond, igniting a fiery passion that threatens to consume them both. Torn between his thirst for revenge and his burgeoning desire for Katya, Romeo is forced to confront the darkness within himself, would he be consumed by lust, passion and possibly love or would he stay loyal with his beliefs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~This story is an enemies to lover type so don't expect all fluff and rainbows. ~Weak to strong female ~ML is ruthless, don't expect him to be a saint. ~No rape ~humours, laugher, tears and blush. ~ And lastly, this story is not for the weak hearted~

For five years, Aria Kozlov lived for vengeance. After losing her entire family in a brutal massacre, she was shown one face behind the bloodshed: Billionaire Marcus Thorne. Armed with a dancer’s grace and an assassin’s ruthlessness, she enters his world to destroy him, body, mind, and soul. But nothing is as simple as it seems. As Aria steps into Marcus’s world, she discovers a game far more dangerous and complicated than she ever imagined. With trust a rare commodity and betrayal lurking around every corner, Aria must decide how far she’s willing to go for revenge... and whether some wounds can heal without losing herself. Trained to Destroy Him is a gripping billionaire romance filled with secrets, power plays, and a passion that could either save them or destroy them both.

Vyom’s life was ordinary… until the dreams began. A girl he cannot forget, a universe he doesn’t understand, and a destiny calling him forward. What lies beyond the line between dreams and reality? My Dream Decides My Destiny — a journey of mystery, friendship, and hidden powers.

Hatake Kakashi didn't mourn his father's tragedy—he analyzed it. At seven years old, the Konoha prodigy witnesses the fatal consequences of the Shinobi Code and concludes that emotion is a critical, exploitable weakness. This is the dark, alternate tale of the gifted ninja who decides to kill his conscience to achieve unassailable strength, transforming himself into a ruthless, calculating weapon and charting a new, terrifying destiny for the Copy Ninja.

William watched his family get slaughtered at the dawn of the Apocalypse. A demon placed his brother’s beating heart on his lap before death claimed him. For reasons unknown to him, he woke up inside a novel with a strange yet powerful system bound to him. "For all the demons in existence, I will be their End" "For the one behind the apocalypse, I will become the apocalypse itself" ---------------------- PACING: Stakes will be high, and the pace will be on the faster side. HAREM INFO: #no Yuri and no incest, not NTR, not all women will be part of MC's harem, and the harem will not be a Pokémon collection, every FL will be developed and will be given attention. Though if they fall in love at first sight, that does'nt mean they can't be developed. #romance tag but not central focus Some things about the MC: - I can't guarantee the type of smart MC that some readers expect, My MC is selfish, schemes when he can, but he is also a hypocrite who contradicts what he says. - He is OP but won't be able to kill gods on the first day. - The system shop will be upgraded and the current limit not fixed. - He is human and not a saint, he can be unfair sometimes. - He is more ruthless and unforgiving than he believes he is. - He won't waver from his end goal ever, but his alignments and priorities change over time. - In the start he will use his cheat inefficiently but over time he will grow in that sense. I just request you to give the MC a chance to grow and not start cussing me out after 10 chapters please. DISCORD SERVER (ASK ME ANYTHING HERE): https://discord.gg/8M4SyARCYQ COVER ART - Ai generated and made by myself

"They say a Phoenix cannot rise without a sacrifice of fire. I never knew that sacrifice would be the man I loved. When the Grand General’s blade descended, it wasn’t my heart it pierced—it was Li Wei’s. My Emperor, my husband, threw himself into the path of the executioner to hide the truth of my awakening. As he fell, he whispered a final command into the wind: 'Forget me and fly.' I was cast into the Cold Palace, a broken Empress meant to rot in the frost, unaware that my husband’s soul had already defied the Gates of Hell. While I sit in a cell of ice, piecing together my shattered Phoenix Core from the ashes of my grief, a new shadow is rising in the empire’s ranks. A commoner with the eyes of a king and a sword that remembers my name has begun his climb back to the throne. He died to save the Phoenix. He was reborn to burn the world that touched her. The funeral is over; the hunt has begun.

Heroic Songs In Chaos World Author: sampatin Genre: Fantasy, Military, Bureaucracy, Warfare, Dark Themes, Otherworldly This story draws inspiration from history, as narrated through the author's unique perspective. It blends creativity with historical elements, intertwining fact and fiction. While some aspects closely resemble real historical events, others diverge significantly. The characters, locations, relationships, and events are a fusion of reality and imagination. Some may have historical counterparts, while others are entirely fictional. Readers should not consider this novel an official historical chronicle. The world holds countless bitter sorrows But none more bitter than losing freedom. Prologue He devotes himself to love, and sacrifices for righteousness. The downfall of the nation and the people's loss of identity are obsessions for one who forgets grudges, and dedicates himself fully to the people. He dedicates his life to the nation, aspiring for his people, lives for love, and dies for righteousness. A peaceful nation and joyful people are the aspirations of one who regards the nation as everything. He charged into the flames of war like a moth drawn to fire, hazarding his life for freedom. To fight to the death for deliverance was the obligation of one who lived for his loved ones and was willing to die for his family. He repays kindness and avenges grievances. He survives because of hatred, bleeds for love, and fights to the death for vengeance. His lifelong creed is the fixation that blood debts must be repaid in blood. He exists for familial ties and endures humiliation to avenge his family. Blood dyes deep-seated hatred, and his life is devoted to a dream. It is the life of one imprisoned in a cycle of hatred, marching side by side with fixation and yearning to transform a phantasmal vision into reality. He weeps for his family and sheds blood for his loved ones. He vows to live for love and die for righteousness. Blood washes away hatred, and a life dedicated to kinship is the purpose of one who sees family as their sole existence. He is the maker of thrones, the changer of dynasties. A powerful nation, its lands whole and unbroken, its people living in peace, soldiers and subjects united, and a lineage—close-knit and united—lasting for countless generations, imperishable for eternity. Such is the perfect world for those who believe that personal power cannot compare to the prosperity of lineage. He is a pillar of the realm, erasing discord for the land’s sake, quelling internal strife, repelling foreign aggressors, and safeguarding the emperor. With a lifetime of unwavering devotion, he upholds the bond between ruler and subjects. He unites the imperial lineage with commanders and warriors, and fosters harmony between commoners and the martial force to forge an army bonded like fathers and sons. Commanding formidable legions, he vanquishes invading foes, restores the capital, and brings peace and prosperity to the people. He is the one who connects two worlds, governs the throne, and cherishes talent as if it were life itself. With diplomacy that is both firm and flexible, and rigorous yet just internal governance, he dedicates himself to strengthening familial bonds. He alleviates burdens on the populace, and unites all ranks to safeguard the nation's fate. The eternal mountains and rivers, the people living in peace and prosperity, and the succession of enlightened and virtuous rulers—these are the hopes of one who bears the weight of the kingdom upon his shoulders. The people. The crossroads. Who will endure in pursuit of their dreams until the final moment of this grand saga of farewell and demise in an age of Heroic Songs in the World of Chaos?

Azael awakens in a frozen wasteland with no memories, no identity, only pain. A black system window appears: 【Welcome to Hell. Repent for your sins. Recover your past. Survive.】 To regain his memories, Azael must climb the Floors of Hell, collecting Sin Fragments hidden within nightmares, monsters, and trials designed to break him. Every fragment shows him a glimpse of who he used to be… and each one is worse than the last. As the truth of his former life surfaces, Azael begins to wonder: Is he fighting to redeem himself… or uncover a past better left forgotten? ------- this is my first novel, I hope everyone enjoys it, if you like the novel feel free the write a review or leave a powerstone for me thank you. A little bit of warning, this novel contain a graphic words that could trigger for some people, so people who don't like thriller and gore stuff I recommend to not try it. but if you do...... you should give it a try.... also do tell me if I made a grammar mistake somewhere in the chapter :>

Serena looked up into his eyes, those fierce green eyes blazed with anger or so she thought for these were not the eyes of any mortal man, these were the eyes of a demon who wanted to claim her soul for himself alone