revenge

Sonia Walker found herself waking up in the hospital unaware how she ended up there. But rather than the joyful faces of her husband and family. She woke to the greatest betrayal and revelation ever. Her husband and Mistress (her best friend) had plotted her life. She ended up in the hospital while she thought that was all...her best friend whined of securing a home for her baby (her husband's child) The price for the union was her life. Just as she tried to endure the pain, they made out beside her on the hospital bed. From that moment, Sonia had one purpose: Ruin their life, avenge herself and make the scumbag her ex who would only crawl and beg. Oops! I forget. She also flaunted her new love and career in their face.

She laughed with her rich friends… dared to use me like a toy. But the joke's on her now. When I got humiliated by the girl I loved, fate didn't hand me a second chance, it handed me a System. [Ding! Task: Seduce and Control Her Mother – Reward: $100,000 + Skill Upgrade] Her mother? A dominant CEO. Mature. Seductive. Cold-hearted. And now… she's obsessed with me. One task at a time, I'll break into their mansion, their boardroom, their twisted high-society world, and make them kneel. Ex-girlfriend? Regret will be the least of her emotions. [Ding! New Task: Destroy Her New Boyfriend's Family. Target: His Mother] Money. Power. Women. Control. They thought I was nobody. Now I'm the man they can't escape from. **** Join the community for exclusive character art, discussions, and sneak peeks: Discord — https://discord.gg/pqYFH5jr7 **** Beware: NETORI | NO NETORARE | NO NETORASE | HAREM

“Kindness built upon others’ suffering is the most hypocritical kind of kindness.” — Uzumaki Kushina ——— A bloodstained Uchiha boy walked toward the main gate, carrying three human heads. All three heads wore masks, their faces impossible to identify. This boy was Rengoku, rushing back from Kusagakure after being rescued by Muku and Ryuzetsu. He traded a single piece of intel for a special rapid treatment. He never dared stop, not even to change clothes, heading straight back to Konoha. When he reached the village gate, gatekeepers Kamizuki Izumo and Hagane Kotetsu stepped up immediately to confirm his identity. “Uchiha Rengoku, mission in Kusagakure.” While flipping through the file in his hand, Hagane Kotetsu gave the heads a quick look. “Did something unexpected happen?” ——— “Looks like I made it in time.” Hearing the clan meeting had just ended, Rengoku finally let out a breath of relief. He had been rushing nonstop, didn’t even change clothes, and managed to make it back before the night of the clan extermination. The Uchiha clan meeting had wrapped up already. Konoha had learned from Itachi about the Uchiha coup plan. Danzo had likely already ordered Itachi to wipe out the clan. Itachi was probably contacting Tobi these past few days, preparing to move. But now that he’d made it back, there was still a chance to gamble. ——— For Rengoku, this was only the beginning. As long as he protected the Uchiha clan, its members would become his endless source of chakra. The rise of the Uchiha was the road to his own power. He would one day become the god of the Uchiha. And even, the GOD OF THIS WORLD. (It is being continued from Chapter 336. To read previous chapters, search the name.) ═❀IT'S A TL❀═ RAW:

"I DO" → "I DIE." Hours after marrying her longtime crush—icy CEO Nathan Jang—heiress Vanessa Belmont is stabbed, kidnapped, and left to bleed out in a wrecked car. The final insult? Watching Nathan rescue his precious childhood sweetheart (*cough* Vanessa’s killer *cough*) instead of his actual wife. So yeah. Worst. Wedding. Night. EVER. FATE REWINDS Reborn six months before her murder, Vanessa upgrades her life with new rules: * Ditch the doormat era. (Badass mode: activated.) * Live for herself. (And okay, fine—revenge.) * Avoid Nathan like he’s the reason she died. (Oh, wait…) TOO BAD NATHAN 2.0 IS OBSESSED Now he’s everywhere—lingering touches, midnight texts, and panty-melting kisses. Not to mention his hungry gaze—like she’s an all-you-can-eat buffet and he's starving. VANESSA'S SECOND CHANCE PLAN 1. Don’t die. (Again.) 2. Don’t fall for Nathan. (Too late.) 3. Eat more carbs. (Donuts!) As for Nathan? She’ll forgive him when hell freezes over. Or when he takes off his shirt. Whichever comes first.

His Crest Card says RANK F. SUMMONER. The son of Edmund Kane, SS-rank legend, the man who single-handedly dragged a dead profession back into relevance, and that is what the ceremony stone produced. An F-rank Summoner. A dead man's profession. His father's name attached to a rank that means nothing. He already knew how to survive humiliation. House Harwick had been teaching him since he was eleven, the year their advocates, their bribes, and their fabricated debt records put his father in a detention cell and his family name in the ground. Five years in Greyfen's lower city. Then Caldmore Academy on a scholarship. Then three years of being the quiet one. The one who covered for his team on every run and never asked for anything back. On the third floor of the Caldmore dungeon, his team leader looked at him bleeding on the stone floor and made a decision. They left. He should have died. The wraith had already done the work. The cold was already in his chest. Instead, silence. Then something vast and patient exhaling for the first time. [INFINITE GACHA SYSTEM: ONLINE] [VOID REGISTRY: ACTIVE] [FIRST PULL: AVAILABLE] She constituted from nothing: light gathering, form settling. Eyes closed. Then open. She was also just the first. He is going to collect every one of those debts from those he is owed. In full. In public. With interest. And the extraordinary women arriving from destroyed worlds, one by one, pull by pull, each one SSS-rank, are going to make sure he lives long enough to do it. [R18: Violence · Strong language · Explicit content · Power fantasy · Harem · Revenge]

Kruthi Mershania never believed love was meant for her. She survived life by trusting no one—until she fell for the one man she never should have. Raj Amogh— a superstar adored by millions… and capable of breaking her beyond repair. What she thought was love—was a game to him. Just when she decides to never fall again— Vivaan Malhotra enters her life. Cold. Powerful. Dangerous. A man who doesn’t love… but knows how to control everything around him. A contract binds them. A marriage without emotions. A deal she can’t escape. But in a world of secrets and betrayal— can she protect her heart this time?

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]

Sienna Adams’s life is anything but peaceful. She’s burdened by debts that aren’t hers and running from a past she refuses to face. Love isn’t on her mind... until she encounters Zachary Sterling. Zachary is a man shrouded in secrets. The only softness in his life is his son. Sienna should have been nothing more than a passing stranger, someone he would never recall. But something about her makes it difficult for him to walk away. Sienna doesn’t realize that Zachary is the leader of a powerful company. And Zachary doesn’t know that Sienna is the woman who once carried his child… and then vanished without a trace. Or perhaps he is the reason she vanished...? As the truth begins to surface, their past and present become intertwined. Feelings grow deeper, secrets grow darker, and love becomes dangerous. And this time, walking away may no longer be an option. ___ Excerpt: For a second, Sienna just stared at her phone as if it had suddenly become a magical object. Her mind felt slow, like it was wrapped in soft cotton, and her head leaned slightly to one side as she processed the voice. “Wow… wow…” she whispered, her lips curving into a wide, delighted smile. “Mr. Handsome Zach, it’s you…” There was a brief pause. “Yes, it’s me,” Zachary replied, though now his tone carried a clear trace of confusion. “Sienna… are you drunk?” “Wow, I'm surprised! Mr. Dangerous-for-my-sanity, you accepted my call…” she continued instead, completely ignoring his question. Then she laughed. It wasn’t her usual quiet laugh. It was light, free, and a little too loud for someone sitting alone in a dark apartment. The sound filled the room, bouncing off the walls, making her feel like she wasn’t alone at all. On the other end, Zachary stayed silent for a moment, clearly trying to understand what exactly was happening. “Sienna,” he said again, more firmly this time, “where are you now?”

Two centuries after the Great War, peace between humans and werewolves was finally achieved, or so everyone believes. Werewolves reign like gods, and humans remain blissfully unaware of their true place in the new world order. To maintain this fragile balance, each year, a handful of "lucky" humans are selected from various districts to attend Lunaris Academy, a prestigious institution that promises glory, status, and a chance to mingle with the elite. Those chosen are hailed as the lucky few, destined to marry powerful alphas and rise as luna. This year, Violet Purple is among the chosen, much to everyone's surprise. For an orphaned girl adopted by a disgraced prostitute, this is a golden ticket to a better life or so she's told. But Lunaris Academy isn’t the paradise it’s painted to be. Everything Violet and her fellow humans have been taught is a lie. Humans are far from equal; they're pawns in a much larger game. The academy is nothing but a gilded cage, and the students are lambs led to slaughter, playthings for the alphas to toy with in their ruthless games. To make matters worse, Violet catches the attention of the most dangerous players in this game, the Terror Four: the Alpha of the North, Alpha of the South, Alpha of the East, and Alpha of the West. Each one is more dangerous, more twisted, and more powerful than the last. But even among themselves, the alphas are divided, each with their own deadly ambitions. Yet, they all have their eyes on her. They expect Violet to play along, to fall in line like the others who worship at their feet, to break under their games. But Violet isn’t like the others. She refuses to bow. She’ll defy them all.

Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst

Mesmer Valentine is a textbook genius who aims to become part of the Heroes of the World—an esteemed group of individuals gifted with supernatural powers to protect humanity from invasive threats. But one fateful day, Mesmer is forced to confront the razor-sharp consequences of wielding truth as her only weapon, resulting in her being thrown straight down to the Demonic Realm. To survive and become stronger, she needs all of the opportunities she can get! This includes providing all sort of quirky and degenerate services to these demonic villains of humanity. - GL Netori Yuri/Futa Harem Power-Progression Adventure!

"You will suffice." That's what something whispered inside Raizen's mind - right before the Nyx that murdered his village dissolved into golden ash at his feet. He doesn't know what spoke inside his head, and he doesn't know why. But ever since that night, his life hasn't been entirely his own. Finding shelter in a city built on top of its slums, Raizen trains to fight the very creatures that stole everything he loved. But the stronger he gets, the more lies he uncovers. The power holding darkness away has secrets still hidden, the neverending war against the Nyxes hides truths older than any nation, and the people he'd die for are keeping secrets that could break him. From the Lotus Academy to the Vanguard ranks, from battlefields to ancient ruins - Raizen's hunting creatures that learn from every wound you give them, standing beside people who might be controlled and don't even know it, and losing himself to a corruption that doesn't kill. It erases. First the colors. Then the memories. Then you. Until all that's left is a puppet with someone else's voice in your head. He thinks he's fighting to survive. He thinks he's getting stronger to protect people. But every step forward is exactly where the voice wanted him to go. And he's starting to realize - he never had a choice at all. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ No harem • Single FL • Unique Eon magic system • Deep lore with real mysteries • Earned progression • Rich worldbuilding • No BS game system ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ✦More information in the pinned review✦

In the world of Alphas, power is law and mates are claimed, not chosen. One reckless night binds her to a pack ruled by violence and secrets. Marked by an Alpha who thrives on control, desired by others who refuse to let fate decide for them, she becomes the spark that ignites old rivalries and new wars. Each Alpha wants something different. Protection. Possession. Revenge. None of them are willing to lose. As the mate bond tightens and blood is spilled in her name, she learns the truth love is not the danger. Power is. Because in a world where Alphas never share, the greatest sin is wanting more than one… and surviving it.

Thousands of impossibly powerful demons exploded from the dark hole, destroying cities and taking millions of lives mercilessly. People wanted a brave knight or mythical hero to appear with powers beyond their imagination and save the world, just like in the stories they used to love. Reality was much crueler. There are no heroes, nor miracles, only despair and the cries of mankind before its destruction. Driven to a corner, leaders of the world unite, forming an alliance with the Demon King. This bargain indeed stalled the demons' attack but at a terrible price: humanity was to send "playthings"-people selected to be sacrificed-into the demon dimension to be tortured and played with or made to engage in horrific games until the last breath. His name is Elric Dawes, an ordinary boy who lived an ordinary life until that night when his best friend betrayed him. He had to witness the slaughtering of his family and was framed for the crime; he turned into a murderer of his own blood. Thus, he was dragged into a grim fate: to be a "plaything" in the realm of demons. It was a dark, twisted world.

[Obsessive ML, Indulgent, Forbidden Historical Romance] Read this if you crave a forbidden affair between two nobles. On the night meant to seal her fate in silk and candlelight, Caelith Emberlyn discovers her new husband cheating on her with her own cousin. Before the humiliation can swallow her whole, another man steps out of the shadows—dangerous, powerful, and far more terrifying than heartbreak. He is the feared Commander of the Shadow Imperial Guard, a man whose name alone stills the court and stains the capital with silenced dread. Where others see a cold enforcer of the throne, he sees only her—wronged, furious, and far stronger than she appears. And he offers her a choice. Stay. What her husband failed to give—loyalty, devotion, power—he vows to place in her hands in his stead. But this is no gentle rescue. Their alliance begins in secrets and smolders in the dark, a forbidden affair that could shatter reputations and topple dynasties. He is ruthless in war and relentless in love, determined to claim not only her presence at his side but the guarded heart she refuses to yield. Meanwhile, her repentant husband returns with soft words and tender promises, swearing to cherish her forever. Yet regret comes too late in a world where power is currency and affection is a battlefield. Caught between a contrite prince of light and a possessive shadow king who would burn the world to keep her, she must decide: Will she return to the safety of a love that broke her… Or step into the fire of a devotion fierce enough to consume them both?

His tongue drove deeper. A broken whimper nearly escaped me. “Stop…” He only groaned against me, the low vibration shooting straight through me like lightning. His fingers dug bruises into my thighs, spreading me obscenely wider as he licked a long, filthy stripe along my entrance. “I said stop!” I yanked his head back violently. Silver eyes met mine. His lips and chin smeared obscenely with my arousal, a thin, glistening strand still connecting his mouth to my swollen, pulsing flesh. He held my gaze. Then, he shoved himself back in and dragged the flat of his tongue over me in one long, lazy stroke. Pleasure detonated through me like shattered glass. My thighs clamped around his head as I came hard, hips jerking against his face while wave after wave ripped through me. I slammed my hand over my mouth to smother the sob tearing from my throat, body convulsing, broken and trembling as he kept licking, kept sucking, milking every last brutal pulse until I was oversensitive and ruined. He finally pulled back and rose to his feet, that ugly smile on his lips. I slapped him with every ounce of fury in my body. The crack of my palm against his cheek echoed off the marble. His head snapped sideways. When he turned back, blood welled bright red at the corner of his split lip. His tongue slid out, dragging slowly through the blood and the glistening mess of my release still coating his chin. He tasted both, his eyes never leaving mine. “You taste better when you’re angry,” he murmured, voice rough and low, laced with dark amusement. I glared up at him, my chest heaving. My core still pulsed with aftershocks, thighs sticky with evidence of my body’s betrayal. I wanted to claw that smug expression off his face. I wanted to kill him. ___ It was never a bright idea to deceive a vampire. Yet, she did it anyway. Human enslavement at the hands of vampires has long been abolished... for the most part. But when Hiln falls on hard times, she finds herself working within the castle walls of the highest-ranking vampire nobles. Disguised as a vampire servant, her borrowed time runs out when Hiln catches the attention of the most vile Lord among them. Rather than killing her, he claims the human woman as his pet. And nothing will prepare her for the desire and chaos that is to follow. Content Warning: This story contains dark themes, including sex, abuse, violence, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion advised.

Targeted by the System, Protected by the Enemy By Lia Mara Hunted by her own system. Saved by the man she was trained to destroy. Agent Livia Hart was never meant to survive this mission. When an elite operation in Prague collapses within minutes, leaving her entire team wiped out without a trace, Liv realizes something far worse than failure is unfolding. Someone isn’t just targeting the mission. They are targeting her. Branded as expendable by the very system she devoted her life to, Liv becomes the center of a silent manhunt. Orders are issued. Teams are deployed. And this time, there is no extraction. Only elimination. But just as the trap closes in, a shadow moves before every bullet can reach her. Precise. Unseen. Always one step ahead. Leon. The man who vanished months ago during a classified mission. Declared dead. Erased from the system. And now, the one protecting her. He offers no explanations, only survival. But the closer Liv gets to him, the more the truth begins to unravel. The system she trusted is no longer clean. The mission she was given was never meant to succeed. And the enemy she was trained to destroy might be the only one who can keep her alive. As alliances fracture and the line between hunter and prey disappears, Liv is forced into a choice she was never prepared to make. Because this time, running won’t save her. And the man protecting her might be the most dangerous truth of all.

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

Paul Atreides was never meant to escape fate. The jihad. The throne. The blood written across the stars. All of it was inevitable. Until something changed. A modern mind awakens in Paul’s body before the fall of House Atreides. Armed with knowledge of the future, he intends to survive the trap of Arrakis… and break the path that leads to holy war. But destiny does not fracture quietly. The future begins to blur. Prescience falters. And something ancient, older than the Imperium itself, has taken interest. In a universe ruled by prophecy, politics, and power, one question remains: Can fate be broken… without becoming the monster history demands? Patreon Link: patreon.com/Slushy_KMB (Small Disclaimer: The MC refers to himself as Jack internally for the early arcs. By the end of the Landsraad arc he stops making the distinction, not because of some grand revelation, but because at some point Paul Atreides and Jack became the same person without either of them noticing.)

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