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A bastion of hope has fallen. The Academy, once a symbol of light against encroaching darkness, now lies in ruins. A catastrophic event has shattered its walls, leaving behind a landscape of devastation and whispered secrets. Something sinister was at work, manipulating events from the shadows, and the world now teeters on the brink of a new and terrifying era. The fall of the Academy was not an ending. It was the beginning.

She applied for a simple teaching job but she ended up raising a classroom full of supernatural toddlers and accidentally becoming the Demon Lord’s obsession. -`♡´- Struggling to pay rent and drowning in rejection emails, Alina Hart, 24, is desperate for a stable job. When she stumbles across a strange flyer offering a "live-in teaching position at a private academy," she signs the contract without reading the fine print. Big mistake. On her first day, she learns three things: 1...Her students are not human. 2...One breathes fire. Another howls at the moon. One floats through walls and another eats chalk like candy. 3...The school’s principal is Dante Nightshade, a seven-foot-tall Demon Lord with blood-red eyes and zero patience for mortals. And Alina? She just accidentally scolded the Demon Prince, Dante’s only son. Now, the students are clinging to her. The royal parents are demanding "private meetings." And the Demon Lord keeps appearing in her classroom with a gaze that’s far too intense for a casual visit. -`♡´- Alina: “Please stop throwing fireballs in the classroom!” Baby Dragon: “But Teacher! That’s how we play catch!” -`♡´- Alina: “Luna, you can’t bite people just because they sit next to me.” Luna (growling): “He was breathing near you. That’s MY air!” Alina: “…Please don’t make this a crime scene.” -`♡´- Sable (whispering from her shadow): “I bit the crayon... and it betrayed me.” Alina: “Sable… crayons are not food.” Sable: “…Then why are they so colorful?” -`♡´- Vlad Jr.: “Miss Alina, I have written my will.” Alina: “You’re four.” Vlad Jr.: “And yet, I have already loved and lost.” Alina: “…You lost a cookie.” •••• She wanted a quiet job with crayons and nap time. What she got was magical chaos, clingy monster cubs, and a demon principal who doesn’t understand why her smile affects him more than any weapon ever has... Tags: Fantasy | Comedy | Slow Burn Romance | Monster Babies | Found Family | Overpowered Male Lead | Soft Female Lead | Slice of Life [ Complete Goals to Unlock Bonus Chapters: 1,000 Power Stones = +1 Bonus Chapter 500 Golden Tickets = +1 Bonus Chapter 1 Magic Castle = +2 Bonus Chapters ]

Summary of the Story: The Price of Misplaced Trust The story follows Rina, a kind and intelligent girl whose life takes a tragic turn after she rescues her long-lost friend, Leva. While Rina offers Leva loyalty and a home, Leva—hardened by a troubled past—responds with envy and betrayal. Through manipulation and lies, Leva poisons the mind of Rina’s mother, causing her to turn against her own daughter and embrace Leva instead. Feeling abandoned and broken, Rina finds a brief moment of solace in caring for a stray kitten, but its eventual death plunges her back into despair. In a cruel twist of fate, Rina is accidentally struck and killed by a car driven by her own mother, who was searching for her in a state of distress. Upon realizing she has killed her daughter due to her blind trust in Leva’s lies, the mother loses her mind. The story serves as a haunting warning about the dangers of hasty judgments and the devastating consequences of misplaced trust.

Well, I really am in deep now. I was a hospital orderly once—now I’m some kind of undead creature, and they’ve even put a bounty on my head, no less! As if I didn’t have enough problems already, the mere thought of losing control over my own body is bad enough. So. The goal: understand what I’ve become. The task: survive. --- This is a translation! Raw: “Вампир. Эксперимент”

Warning: This Novel contains explicit content/graphic violence/triggering topics. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. ----------------------- Kieran Akane logs into Parallel and makes one choice that changes everything: he picks vampire. Power comes with hunger. Survival comes with restraint. And the system offers no guidance on how to balance either. Kieran doesn’t chase glory, titles, or control. He moves carefully, learns quietly, and leaves consequences behind him. Towns notice. Factions keep records. The system watches—sometimes too closely. As the world deepens and the rules begin to fray, strength stops being something you gain and starts becoming something you endure. Parallel isn’t about winning the game. It’s about what survives when the rules stop behaving. If you like this novel check out Lucid's Nightmare.

Nox awakens in the Rift, a place between worlds where death is only the beginning. Stripped of his memories, he is thrown into brutal Floors where monsters evolve by devouring flesh—and illusions are the first thing to die. Alongside Luna BloodMoon, a vampire noble surviving on the edge of starvation and guilt, Nox fights through twisted worlds while fragments of his forgotten past resurface. Once a slave purchased by the infamous researcher Alice Quartz, Nox may be more than just another lost soul.

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Warning: contains sexual content! ——— Jacob, the paralysed son of the ruthless Black Wolves gang's boss who dominated the city's underworld, died at the schemes of the Iron Dog gang. But before he could finally rest, Elyasade Von Bloodrose summoned him to Taryasa - A world of fantasy - to save the vampires from extinction and the revival of the next Vampire God. Because of her, he awakened the Scarlet Harem System that would grant him strength in return for mating with women worthy of becoming the pillars of the vampires' glorious return. ——— #NO NTR, #NO YURI

I’m Draven Vladimir, formerly known as Denial, once the leader of one of the most powerful gangs in the world. Betrayed and killed by a trusted comrade I wouldn't say I trusted him by you get the idea, I was reborn in a world unlike Earth, filled with magic and mythical creatures. As a vampire hybrid, the son of the Vampire King and a Dark Elf, unable to use Mana, but I don’t really care about it. I just want to live an easy life in this new world

#Cannon Fodder, Second Chance, Male lead fall in love first, Bloodline Awakening, Possessive ML, Weak to Strong FL, Business World# In a world with a clear hierarchy between powerful Awakened bloodlines and weak humans, Severine Vale never believed in miracles. That is, until a sudden series of dreamlike memories forces her to awaken to a truth she was never meant to know: She is living inside a novel. Her Awakened dorm-mate, Alina Hart, is the protagonist. Meanwhile, Damien Rhodes, the cold young master of a Wolf bloodline, is the male lead—one whose love story with Alina begins through a twisted cycle of “I bully you because I hate you” and ends with “I bully you because I love you.” And Severine? She’s nothing more than cannon fodder—a side character who dies five years later under the male lead’s 'revenge'. Determined to change her fate, Severine avoids the original plot at all costs—only to discover that even the smallest flutter of her actions sends the entire story spiraling off course. The main characters begin knocking on her door one by one. Worst of all, fate pushes her into a moment that never existed in the novel. On the night she tries to escape humiliation, Severine barges into a forbidden room… and straight into the territory of a Monster—Killian Rhett King, a villain so ruthless that even Damien fears him. Severine only wanted to stay far from the story. But how is she supposed to escape when Killian’s presence in her supposedly peaceful life keeps growing… and growing?

He opened his eyes after 800 years of silence. The world he knew—gone. The future—unrecognizable. Now stranded in a place called Hero Town, Ron remembers nothing of his past. Yet his gift of adaptation keeps him alive. But fate has other plans. When he crosses paths with the enigmatic Dr. Thomas, everything he thought he knew about himself—and the world—begins to unravel.

All he needed to plan was how to stop Riddle without being in her eyesight as it's proven to be a very dangerous position. That must be why he was sent here after being killed in that dream that may not be a dream! Stop Riddle. Avoid being seen or interacted with by Riddle. Save the lives of thousands. That was his purpose and he would see it through as best he could. "Master Peverell sir, your food bes ready!" Well, his plan could wait until after Breakfast. Curious to see how this all plays out? You can catch advanced chapters of Echoes of Time—where Harry and a female Tom Riddle navigate the twists of time—over on my Website at https://percivallannister-shop.fourthwall.com or Patreon at patreon.com/PercivalLannister.

It had only been a few days since he had somehow survived the Chamber of Secrets, and once again Harry Potter felt like the Magical World was completely mad. Death Eater and unrepentant monster Lucius Malfoy had unleashed a beast that could have easily wiped out an entire generation- a 60 foot long snake that could kill with a glance, let loose in a school full of children, including his own son, and yet he walked out of Hogwarts a free man. Albus Dumbledore was supposedly the greatest wizard alive and had an enormous amount of power as the head of the magical version of British parliament as well the magical version of the UN. But he let a man whose actions had terrorized and nearly killed students under Dumbledore's supposed protection go with a mere twinkle in his eye and a warning to behave himself. Was it any wonder the Death Eaters had caused so much destruction if the great hero fought terrorists with little more than stern words? Of course, this was also the second year in a row that a boy who grew up in a cupboard had to save the school from the most evil Dark Lord in history. What made this pitiful fact even worse was that he had been shunned by almost the entire school because he could speak to snakes, which obviously made him a Dark Lord in training. They turned on their hero in the blink of an eye because they were all completely mad. These thoughts made it a bit clearer why he had been abandoned to a life of slavery and abuse after saving them all as a baby- why would these crazy people bother caring about the fate of their savior? Want to see where Harry and Pansy’s story goes next? Join me on my Website or Patreon for early access to chapters and more: perseusblackfyre-shop.fourthwall.com and patreon.com/PerseusBlackfyre respectively. Your support helps me keep the adventure going!

"Marlene McKinnon, she was killed two weeks after this was taken, they got her whole family." - Alastor Moody "I won't let them..." - Harry Potter "No one ever lived after he decided ter kill 'em, an' he'd killed some o' the best witches an' wizards of the age — the McKinnons, the Bones, the Prewetts" - Rubeus Hagrid "I will stop him..." - Harry Potter You can support me at my Website or Patreon at patreon.com/PerseusBlackfyre and perseusblackfyre-shop.fourthwall.com respectively, where you can early access to chapters and some exclusive content.

Sam never asked to be special, she was just a girl who preferred Tolkien to parties, solitude to small talk, and honesty to pretense. But when a night she never wanted to attend changes everything, she’s thrust into a world she never knew existed… and discovers she’s not just human anymore. Worse (or better?), she’s psychic, a rare, dangerous gift in a world ruled by ancient, ruthless vampires. You can support me at my Website or Patreon at patreon.com/PerseusBlackfyre and perseusblackfyre-shop.fourthwall.com respectively, where you can early access to chapters and some exclusive content.

Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware. Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive. Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her. Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran. While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her. At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all. `•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`• [Excerpt] Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night. She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall. One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter. “Kieran.” “You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.” “Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.” His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried. She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared. Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close. “Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling. The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted. The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe. "What are you doing?" "I could kiss you." ***** Cover art is not mine. Full credit goes to the original creator.

It was that time of the year when a sacrificial bride was chosen—a bride who served as a symbol of peace. Liora Valehart, daughter of the third Duke and Duchess of Valoria, was chosen against her will to be the bride of the cold, mysterious Rowan O’Carmichael, crown prince of Valoria and head of the Blood Court. On the day of the “Call Party,” her family was massacred by the “dark ones,” a bloodsucking race. Liora's hatred for the crown prince intensified after that, and his dislike for her was immeasurable. But she didn’t just become his bride—she became his red bride in a Court of Malice and Allure, with just one month tethered to her life

He lived a quiet life in a loud world. Work. Regret. Silence. Then, in a single careless moment, it ended. Stabbed in the heart of a crowded city, a man who had never truly lived awakens in a world he does not recognize—Tetramor—inside a body that should never have been his. A vampire. A noble. A man despised by his own blood. His new name is Dariush Farzad, and everything wants him dead. Clans whisper his name with hatred. Empires watch for his fall. Friends, enemies… even those closest to him hide knives behind smiles. Worse still, his body stands at the brink of collapse—starved, weakened, and hunted—while fragments of a past life he does not remember scream warnings inside his mind. Powers he does not yet understand. A world ruled by Phase, Will, and Blood. And a fate already written in someone else’s ink. All he asked for was a chance to live. Instead, he was given a throne surrounded by graves. Now, with death closing in from every direction, Dariush must choose: Fade quietly, as everyone expects… or embrace the monster they fear—and survive at any cost. Because in Tetramor, mercy is a luxury. And those who hesitate… do not live long enough to regret it. —————————————————— author note: the update rate is; 1~3 chapter per day, but when the number of collections increase. unless it's going to be 1 chapter per day. so if you love this novel, don't forget to support it, so I get motivation for uploading more chapters. and what you need to expect from this novel: fast pace story but slow burn progression (kinda). the mc will get stronger, but not too fast. he will suffer, but don't break. a story with a lot of gore. and eroticism(not much, just for making the story feel real). great world building, and power system. emotional sence and slow burn romance(maybe, but not cliche). harem? maybe, because I am not sure. the mc has wife. humor and comedy even in serious moments. perfect and human like mc, even though he is a vampire now. but he isn't going to be like other protagonists. actually good villains. both tragic and pure evil. the mc is going to be a anti-hero. so if you see him killing a supposed to be hero character. don't get shocked. political and war in Novel is going to exist too. in the end, don't forget to support my work if you think it's good. I appreciate every single support you give me, even if it's just a collection or little comment. (*๓´╰╯`๓)o

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were rare, nearly extinct. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, and ensure the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She will make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they will taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They will use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they will kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?