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[BL] Alpha, You've Got the Wrong Mate!

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT [18+] An enemy, a punishment, a curse in disguise of blessing. An alpha who simply wants to claim an omega as his. An omega escaping his tragic past, trying to heal the scars that seem to never fade. Synopsis: In a world where Alphas ruled and Omegas were seen as figures of motherhood and love, Ren lived as a Beta. And in a world where humans have mixed with other species such as gods, demons, elves, witches, Ren was a human of pure blood. However, from a young age, he had been able to see what others cannot. A mere glance could kill. A single touch could heal. Born with a cursed blessing—the power to both save and destroy—Ren was bound and raised by the temple, blindfolded and used as a living weapon. For years, they unleashed his power against their greatest enemy: the Ravhara Kingdom, with whom war had raged for centuries. But after a certain incident, Ren ran away from his motherland and sought refuge in the border of the Ravhara Empire, hiding his identity. Disguised as a servant, he began working under the very army he once fought—under their Imperial General, Zayden Sylvaris—as his personal servant under strange circumstances. Ren worked by his side like a ghost. As if he wasn’t there in the first place. Everything was going smoothly… until one night, the general followed the sweet scent of an omega—only to find Ren, his personal attendant, standing there. Him? An Omega in heat? But that couldn’t be. He didn’t any hire Omega, and Betas weren’t supposed to have such a sweet scent. So certainly… he had to be an Omega hiding his identity. And it was the very servant who screamed, “DEMON!” on their first meeting. Zayden becomes consumed with the need to find out the truth. But as desire clashes with hatred, and secrets unravel, one thing becomes dangerously clear: The servant he thought was ordinary, is far more than he appeared. How long can Ren keep his identity buried? And what happens when an Alpha who only wants to claim… meets an omega who was never meant to be touched? DISCLAIMER: This story is set in a fictional, fantasy, omegaverse (ABO) universe. All lore are the author’s imagination. Content Warning: This novel contains scenes of violence, trauma, abuse, and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously. This is also a slow burn. So if you expect quick progress, then it might not be your cup of tea. And lastly, as I always say, understand the characters. Do not judge them. Enjoy the read!
Aphrodiitewritess · 386.8k Views

Dominance Evolution System: Sweat, Sex, and Streetball

[SPECIAL QUEST: Objective: Have sex with Selene on a crowded metro train. Success Condition: Keep her quiet and avoid being seen. Reward: +7 SP | Unlock: ‘Shadow Touch’ | Bond Access with Selene initiated.] Nash Blaze blinked at the screen. “Excuse me… what?” .............. They say the Upperworld is paradise, clean air, real sunlight, and lives worth living. Down here, we've got rust, shadows… and Breakball. A savage fusion of street basketball, bloodsport, and raw spectacle, Breakball is the only way out of the slums. No rules. No mercy. Men and women grind together, shirtless or in skin-tight outfits, fighting for points, pride, and power. Drugs flow. Sex sells. One match can change your life... or end it. And once a year, the rich come down to watch us bleed. The Blood Star Invitational, one shot to rise, or vanish forever. Nash Blaze was built for this world. Quiet. Tactical. Obsessed with winning. A pass-first point ghost who made his trash team look like stars. But on the day of their miracle call-up, his teammates kicked him out. "You're too weak for the pros. Just a ghost on the court." Even his girlfriend left him, right into the arms of the new team ace. Abandoned, forgotten. Nash was ready to disappear. Until something inside him snapped. [REWRITE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Categories: Body | Mind | Lust | Dominance. Boosts gained through Training, Victory, Seduction. Trait: Erotic Ascension | Hidden Stat: Legacy Now, Nash can rewrite everything, muscle by muscle, stat by stat. From stamina to sex appeal, reflexes to raw size, every conquest pushes him closer to the top. The court made him a ghost. Now he's coming back as a demon. Fame, vengeance, and women are just the beginning. Because when you're born in the dirt… You don't rise. You burn your way up.
Yalatola · 1.2m Views

The Rise of Chaos

The Rise of Chaos: There were two worlds. Two fates. Two lives that were never meant to intersect. In one world lived a General — a leader forged in modern warfare, both a hero and a victim of the battlefield. He had learned to think by the brutal logic of war. To many, he was a symbol of fear; to a few, a symbol of hope. At the moment an atomic explosion erased everything, his consciousness fell into nothingness… and then awakened once more. In the other world lived Aeth — the young Emperor of the Chaos Empire. Weak, sickly, and powerless, he silently watched the collapse of his empire from the throne. He died. His soul departed, leaving only an empty body behind. And the General awoke within that body. This was not a soul transfer. Nor was it a simple reincarnation. It was the awakening of a new consciousness in a new fate. Aeth’s memories — his failures, fears, and betrayals — flooded the General’s mind. But the one making decisions now was no longer a fragile emperor, but a seasoned commander shaped by countless wars. The General soon realized that this fantasy world’s dangers were not unfamiliar to him. Death here was simple — by blade, arrow, or magic. Betrayal was not hidden, but readable. Compared to the hell he had survived, the wars of this world felt… simplified. Yet, he sought peace. And he understood that in this world, peace could only be reached through victory. The Chaos Empire was on the brink of collapse: demon armies at the borders, dragons in the skies, and traitors within the palace walls. The General did not merely intend to save the empire — he intended to reshape it, to create a controlled, lasting, and unbreakable peace. This is not a story of cruelty. It is the story of a leader who understands war in order to end it. If you desire peace, you must first master the art of war. If you seek paradise, you must first pass through hell. “The Rise of Chaos” is the story of how a general builds his peace in a new world.
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