revenge

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic. They were the weavers of Black Magic, or in more common terms — Witches. For thousands of years, the world has been barren of them, for a Witch is not born. She is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be driven past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a Devotion that rivals her own — a Dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps. — Warning: Dark Themes, Explicit Gore and Sexual Content — Tags: Dark Romance, Slow Burn, Fantasy, Morally Grey, Political Intrigue, Kingdom Building, War, Dragons, Monster Hunt, Magic System, Level Up, Power Growth

Amelia Carter humiliated the most powerful man in the city and paid the price. After being publicly rejected by billionaire Adrian Knight, she vanished… carrying his child. Three years later, she returns stronger, colder, and determined to protect her son at all costs. But Adrian is no longer the man she once loved. Now ruthless and obsessed, he will stop at nothing to uncover her secrets and claim what belongs to him. Including her. And when the truth about their child is revealed, one question remains: Will love save them… or destroy them completely?

Fifteen years ago, Yume Aihara jumped off a cliff to save her baby from demons. The case was closed as suicide. The baby was never found. Detective Kelvin Lee doesn’t believe in demons. He believes in cold cases. But when a girl finds a baby in the Omi River — the same baby, who hasn’t aged a day — kelvin realizes Yume wasn’t crazy. The demons are real. They want the child back. And kelvin Lee will burn Dark Mountain to the ground to stop them.

"The Fallen Duke's Legacy" opens in the Kingdom of Eldoria, a realm of feudal grandeur where noble houses vie for favor and power flows from the throne of King Roderick. Among these houses, none stands more respected than House Valtor. Duke Arion Valtor, a warrior of legendary prowess and a ruler of uncommon wisdom, governs the prosperous Western Marches with justice and compassion. His wife, Duchess Elara, is renowned for her grace, intelligence, and unwavering loyalty to both her husband and her king. Their two children—eleven-year-old Elias, serious and observant beyond his years, and eight-year-old Lira, bright-eyed and curious—represent the continuation of a legacy built over generations. But this golden age is built on a foundation of sand. In the shadows of the royal court moves Marquis Caius Draven, a man whose ambition knows no bounds and whose patience has been honed over decades. Draven has watched House Valtor's rise with cold calculation, recognizing that their influence stands between him and the power he covets. When the opportunity arises to eliminate both the crown prince and his most formidable rival in a single stroke, Draven sets in motion a conspiracy that will shatter the Valtor family, orphan their children, and set Elias and Lira on a path of exile, transformation, and ultimately, vengeance.

Cassian has spent years feeling like something is missing. Not broken—just… wrong. Like the world around him doesn’t quite fit. When the people closest to him begin acting strangely, that quiet unease turns into something far worse. Something unnatural. Then the truth starts to fracture. Memories don’t line up. Reality bends in subtle ways. And the more Cassian looks, the less certain anything becomes—including himself. In a world shaped by will and imagination, where power belongs to those who can define reality itself, Cassian may be the only one who doesn’t belong. Or the only one who truly does. Because some truths were never meant to be remembered. And some names were never meant to return.

What would you give for revenge? Your evenings, your afternoons, your days? Perhaps a couple of weeks, months, a couple of years, a decade? Maybe a lifetime. Would you sacrifice your friends, the ones you would spend the evenings with, making a mess in the local tavern, the large-chested barmaid serving drinks, leaning forward much more than she needed to, or wanted to, intent on wrangling as many coins from the soft boys who mistook her livelihood for affection. You and your friends would laugh at the ones who fell for it, and the ones who did would splutter and wave their arms around in defense, drinks strewn around the hard wooden table, but at the end of it you all laughed at the flushed faces of the boys who thought themselves men. Would you let go of the girl who would softly bite your neck before wrapping her arms around you, while she whispered words sweeter than the finest honey a million coins could buy into your ear. Promises of a life that could have been, that would never be. For the end of Ouroboros, I will give it all. For the death of Valentine, I would offer my soul. --- Protagonist will not be a Power Fantasy, Nor Weak, There is more to life than strength, and there are many ways to be powerful. Do not expect anything to come easy. Attempting to put on Royal Road

It's the last week of school, and all Kevin Veyron wants to do is make it to May 18, his birthday and the last day of school. However, strange phenomena begin to flicker within him and around him during his finals week. As he searches for answers, unbeknownst to Kevin, he is already walking down his path as an Elemental. Kevin will soon find out this path he walks down isn't for the weak. It is the way of fate for an Elemental such as himself to struggle to find his way in this coming-of-age action adventure in Saga 1- The Rise.

Branded as a defective omega and abandoned all her life, Clarissa finally discovers the truth... She is the lost daughter of the Alpha and Luna of Green Pack. But the happiness she dreamed of never comes. On her eighteenth birthday, she is accused of being a fraud and cast out as a rogue. Only later does she learn the betrayal was planned by someone closest to her… even before she was born. Five year later, Clarissa returns... not as a discarded daughter, but as the most important figure in the Empire. And this time, she wants revenge. "Those who cast me out… those who abandoned me… Now, I return, I'll make them pay.” ... Meanwhile, Richard Black, the Alpha’s eldest son with defective eyes, rises as one of the three candidates for the next Lycan King. His only wish is to reunite with the girl he loved. Clarissa. But when he finds Clarissa again, she is no longer the same. “No matter how you’ve changed, you are still the woman I love. And I will do anything to protect you.”

I am afraid I cannot escape my enemy, as he is always by my side even when I try to avoid him. ---------------------- I grabbed his arm, my voice shaking with desperation. 'John, please, listen to me...'" I begged. But he just looked at me with a cold, hard gaze. "Why do I have to listen to you?" he sneered, his words like a slap in the face. I felt a lump form in my throat as I tried to explain. "It didn't mean what you think," I whispered. But he just laughed. A harsh, cruel sound. "Then tell me, who the hell is he?" he spat, his eyes blazing with anger. I hesitated, my heart racing. I couldn't bring myself to say it out loud. The words got stuck in my throat. But it was too late. He already knew. The knowledge was written all over his face. "I knew it," he muttered, turning his back on me. I felt the tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I watched him walk away from me. The pain was like a physical ache, and I collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably.

"History says the Dragons must die. Valerion says history is a lie." ​When an ordinary man from the modern world dies with the knowledge of George R.R. Martin’s universe in his head, he expects the void. Instead, he wakes up in the cold, salt-scented air of the Red Keep as Valerion Targaryen—the second-born son of King Viserys I and Queen Aemma Arryn. ​Born into a dynasty at the height of its power, Valerion sees what others cannot. Through the [Strings of Fate], a mysterious system of celestial visions and birth charts, he watches the threads of his family turning from gold to blood-red. ​He knows the tragedy that awaits his mother in the birthing bed. He knows the betrayal of the Hand. He knows the fire that will consume his sister, Rhaenyra, and the war that will leave their house in ashes. ​But Valerion isn't here to be a spectator. To change a destiny written in fire, he must become a monster that even dragons fear. Leaving behind the pampered life of a prince, he descends into the darkest depths of the Dragonpit to claim a legend that was never meant to be tamed: The Cannibal. ​In a court of vipers and a world governed by prophecy, the Oracle of House Targaryen begins his dance. He doesn't just want the Throne—he wants to break the cycle of fate itself. ​The Dance of the Dragons was supposed to be the end. For Valerion, it is only the beginning.

“You don’t return to this house… unless it calls you back.” After years away, Karan Mehra is forced to return to his childhood home—the place his parents never speak about. But from the moment he steps inside, something feels wrong. The walls seem familiar… but not in a good way. The clocks are stuck at 3:17 AM. And every night— Someone whispers behind him: “Karan… you came back.” As reality begins to distort, Karan realizes something terrifying— He hasn’t just returned to the house… The house has been waiting for him.

What if the power in your blood was never meant to protect the world… but to lock something far worse away? Riven Neven thought her life was ordinary — until the night people started dropping dead around her, and something ancient looked straight at her in a crowded room. That was the moment everything changed. Marked without warning. Hunted without reason. Pulled into a hidden war beneath the city of Caelveth, Riven discovers that her father’s death was never an accident… and the truth he left behind may be more dangerous than the creatures hunting her. Now, with a cold Warden who trusts no one, a Bloodweaver who knows too much, and a secret buried deep within her own blood, Riven must decide who to believe — before the line between the world and the dark collapses completely. Because some legacies aren’t inherited. They’re activated.

Arjun and Darini were never meant to be the same. Arjun warm, expressive, and surrounded by love found comfort in people and believed in holding on. Darini quiet, guarded, and fiercely independent kept her world small, shaped by a past that taught her not to rely on anyone. Despite their differences, they found something rare in each other. What started as friendship slowly turned into an unbreakable bond. He became her safe place, and she became the calm in his chaos. From friends to best friends, and then to lovers they built a connection that felt stronger than anything around them. But love doesn’t always stay the same. Ego, misunderstandings, insecurities, and unhealed wounds begin to creep in. The same closeness that once brought comfort starts creating distance. Words are left unsaid, trust begins to crack, and slowly… everything changes. The love they once protected turns into something neither of them recognizes. And the two people who once meant everything to each other become strangers… or something even worse. This is a story of love that grew, broke, and transformed from friendship… to love… and what comes after.

Kang Ji-woo's last word was a name. The name of the man who shoved him into the wolf's jaws. Betrayed. Discarded like trash by the raid party he trusted—his childhood crush bartered his life for a single A-rank skill crystal. As fangs closed around his throat and the rift sealed shut behind his fleeing "friends," Ji-woo died screaming. Then he woke up. 「SSS Bond Fusion System Activated.」 「Welcome, Candidate. You are compatible with 100% of Male-Class Entities.」 The rarest system in the apocalypse chose a corpse. Ji-woo can now fuse with any male beast, rift lord, or fallen entity. Every successful fusion grants him a new God-Class skill, a permanent power spike, and a Bond Partner—sentient, devastatingly powerful, and bound to him for life. But the system doesn't give. It takes. Each fusion demands a Bond Trial: a brutal war of wills inside a shared mindscape where the beast fights back with pride, trauma, and centuries of hatred. Dominate, and a fragment of the beast's consciousness merges with Ji-woo's own—altering his personality, his desires, his very soul. Fail? The corruption spreads. The beast takes over. And Ji-woo becomes the pet. Now the weakest bait is collecting the apocalypse's most dangerous males. The Silverfang Wolf snarls at the leash. He was a king before Ji-woo chained him. He will kneel—but only after he breaks the boy who dared claim him. The Abyssal Dragon offers cold partnership. He sees Ji-woo as a useful vessel, nothing more. His loyalty must be carved from ice. The Fallen Seraph smiles too easily. He submits, purrs, obeys every command—and whispers poison into Ji-woo's mind when the others aren't listening. With every fusion, Ji-woo climbs toward God-Class. But the voices grow louder. The corruption meter ticks higher. The boy who was left to die is becoming something unrecognizable—something hungry, something unstable, something the "heroes" who betrayed him will regret creating. And the system has one final warning: 「Bond Capacity: 3/7.」 「Corruption Threshold: 43%.」 「Recommendation: Do not fall in love with your chains.」 Power has a price. Loyalty is a battlefield. And the only way to survive this new world is to claim the strongest males... before they claim him back. A dark BL system apocalypse where every power-up costs a piece of your soul. Weak-to-OP. Messy harem. Real consequences. Real heat. Updates daily.

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

The sky broke the day he was born. Riven lives a quiet life on a forgotten world—hiding strength he cannot explain, pretending to be normal in a life that feels too fragile to lose. But far beyond stars and time, a being known as Aarion—the Endwalker—has returned. A man who is not human. A past that refuses to stay buried. A power the world itself cannot remember. As fate begins to move again, one truth becomes clear— Riven was never meant to exist.

In a world where your soul is your currency and magic are the law, T’Jadaka is a ghost. The five continents are locked in a fragile peace, enforced by the terrifying power of dragons. But in “The Inside”—a lawless, neon-drenched prison city—the only thing that matters is how well you can fight. Farrah, a veteran of the arenas known as the Reaper, has spent years selling her blood and her body to buy a future for her son. That son is T’Jadaka, a "Viltrumlight" born with a rare condition: he possesses absolutely zero mana. In a world where every predator senses their prey through magical signatures, T’Jadaka is invisible. He is a caveman in an age of wizards, a boy who cannot cast a single spell. But T’Jadaka has a different kind of power. Through brutal training and ancestral genetics, he has turned his body into a weapon that doesn't just resist magic—it makes magic irrelevant. When corporate overlords, sadistic killers, and evolving nightmares threaten the ragtag family he’s built in the gutters, T’Jadaka stops playing by the world's rules. From the blood-stained streets of Zhumo District to the primal forests beyond the walls, he will prove that you don’t need a soul-signature to break a monster. He’s not a hero. He’s the apex predator they never saw coming.

She died a powerless victim… and woke up as something far more dangerous. After transmigrating into the body of a bullied girl, a ruthless former empress gains a powerful system... and a second chance. This time, she won’t cry, hide, or beg. She’ll rise, seduce, destroy… and make everyone who broke her pay.

Mankind prospered in the modern age, but one day, everything changed. Mana descended onto the world, making a permanent change to society. Alongside it was also the appearance of monsters invading the world from the sky and from below. Gods pitied mankind and bestowed divine bloodlines, creating superhuman people called the Supernals who can fend off the invaders. But not everyone who became a Supernal is suited for the role. Those people are pariahs that don't belong anywhere, especially when there are quotas for each divine bloodline. In a world where society revolves around those with divine bloodlines, Kai is a Supernal with the lowest talent. He doesn't fit with normal people and is too ordinary to mingle with Supernals. He was ostracized for hogging a slot in a divine legacy, and his only family suffered for it. But Kai isn't weak. It's just that nothing could properly check his bloodline. [Primordial Bloodline awakened] [Patron God: Goddess of the Primordial Night] Now, with the bloodline of the final night inside him, he will bring terror to those who wronged him. However, there's one big problem that he hadn't realized. -- Bonus Chapters will depend on your votes: Power stones, golden tickets, gifts, or even comments and reviews if the mood is great!