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In a world where the chosen one has defeated the demon lord and brought peace to the realm, now 500 years have passed since the demon's defeat. Aetheria, the world, appears peaceful, but is it truly so?

In a world where bloodlines dictate fate, Fiona, the sole princess of the Silver Moon community, finds herself shackled to a werewolf in a marriage that defies her very nature as a vampire. Torn between loyalty and desire, she embarks on a dangerous affair with her husband’s half-brother, a powerful figure who ignites a passion within her that she never knew existed. As secrets unravel and tensions rise, Fiona grapples with the weight of her legal bond and the thrill of her illicit connection. But betrayal runs deeper than blood. Her twin sister, fueled by a thirst for revenge, lurks in the shadows, ready to expose Fiona’s duplicity and shatter the fragile peace of their world. In a realm where trust is scarce and alliances shift like the moon, Fiona must navigate her treacherous path carefully. Will she choose the safety of her marriage or the intoxicating freedom of forbidden love? In this gripping tale of desire, betrayal, and the quest for identity, every choice could lead to devastating consequences. Will Fiona emerge unscathed, or will her heart's true desire cost her everything?

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]

In a city marked by rain and darkness, a young woman fleeing her own past, finds herself drawn into a hidden world where the lines between the human and the supernatural blur. The city, with its festivals and secrets, becomes the setting for a destiny she never chose. There, her paths cross with a vampire whose lethal charm hides truths more sinister than his words.

Hi, I am Sasha. I am a teenager suffering from a rare blood disorder. I live with my mother a homicide detective. My older brother is back home after a tour in Afghanistan. My life sucks. One day I made my usual trip to the hospital for a blood transfusion and series stringent tests. I heard a conversation between two people about a box containing the cure to all the problems. I have had enough of my life being sucked out by this hospital and my illness so I snuck out low and slow. I used its contents on myself. Now I have to deal with the consequences of my actions. I am now a fusion of two species. I am a hybrid.

Blue, a nine-hundred-year-old vampire, has spent centuries searching for something he was told could never exist for his kind—a mate. While vampires are believed to be incapable of forming true fated bonds, Blue refuses to let go of the possibility, especially after witnessing his werewolf family find theirs. The absence of such a connection leaves a quiet but persistent emptiness in him, one that drives his relentless search across the centuries. Everything changes when Blue senses the unmistakable pull of a bond in a small town high school. There, he finds Mason Carter—his mate. However, the discovery comes with an immediate and troubling complication: Mason is only thirteen years old. Unwilling to interfere in Mason’s life too soon, Blue chooses to remain in the shadows. For years, he watches over him from a distance, ensuring his safety while suppressing his own desire to step in. As time passes, Blue becomes intimately aware of Mason’s life—his quiet nature, his insecurities, and the emotional damage inflicted by those around him. Mason grows up in an environment devoid of support. At school, his best friend Caleb slowly destroys his confidence, reinforcing feelings of worthlessness and shame, particularly surrounding his sexuality. At home, Mason faces emotional neglect and a lack of acceptance, leaving him isolated and vulnerable. Over time, the weight of these experiences erodes his self-worth. By the time Mason turns eighteen, Blue is still holding himself back, determined to respect the boundaries he set. However, Mason’s situation worsens. His internal struggles deepen, and his belief that he is unlovable becomes firmly rooted. The turning point comes when Mason gathers the courage to confess his feelings to Caleb, only to be cruelly rejected and humiliated. Witnessing this breaks the last of Blue’s restraint. The years of watching, waiting, and enduring Mason’s suffering become unbearable. Driven by both love and long-suppressed possessiveness, Blue finally steps out of the shadows. He inserts himself into Mason’s life, determined to protect him, support him, and undo the damage that has been done. As Blue claims his place beside his mate, he also sets his sights on those who hurt him. What begins as protection quickly blurs into something darker, as Blue’s centuries of patience give way to a more ruthless side. Those who contributed to Mason’s pain must now face the consequences.

Growing up, Corven had always known he was different. He was a misfit. An outsider. He never fit in, nor did he want to. And he got bullied for it. So when he learns that he's a demigod son of the strongest primordial god, he was notably surprised. But he quickly recovered, beginning to build his strength in a dog eat dog world. But power attracts enemies. And that's a lesson Corven will need to learn along the way, and, while being the son of the strongest can only protect one for so long, he will inevitably make enemies and rivals that would rather see him dead than succeed. As the son of the Primordial of Darkness and the prince of a forgotten royal family, Corven quickly becomes a target in a brutal world ruled by gods, monsters, demigods, nobles, cultivators, ancient Houses and ruthless politics. He must quickly build his power, brick by brick, because, if he knew one thing, it was this: He was never going to be weak ever again, and he'll ensure that he comes out on top, regardless of method. He had no intentions of bowing down to anyone ever again. In this world, strength defines worth, betrayal is currency, and weakness is an invitation to the gates of Death. So Corven must grow stronger. Faster. Smarter. More ruthless. Making both allies and enemies as he climbs the ladder of power to the peak. Because if he doesn’t, the enemies hunting him will bury him long before he ever reaches his full potential. His road is a bloody one, filled with war, betrayal, ancient enemies, and powers beyond mortal comprehension. Yet, with his loyal friends at his back and a primordial family that seems hellbent on gifting him absurdly overpowered abilities, Corven may actually stand a chance against the forces seeking his downfall... At least externally, anyway. Because the true enemy may lie within. See, power in this world comes at a cost. And Primordial Spawns are cursed notoriously worse than most. Sure, there may be Monarchs blessed by the elements. Demigods blessed by the gods. And Progenitors blessed by evolution itself. Primordial Spawns --- children born to primordial parents --- are blessed by the Primordials themselves; they are born with limitless potential and favored by the universe itself. But they are born with a curse. The stronger they become, the more their sanity begins to fracture beneath the weight of their own power. After all, the cost of power is madness and, as the strongest of the Primordial Spawns, Corven has madness in spades. Suffice to say, if the enemies of Erebus don’t kill Corven before his ascension... His own insanity might just do the trick. He fights dirty. He talks back. Mercy? There is none left. This is not a story about heroes. This is the rise of the Shadowborn monster the world tried to erase — and the legend that will force them to remember why darkness was the very first element in creation... And why it is feared. ------------------------------------ WARNING: This story isn’t for the faint of heart. The main character is shameless, crude, and unapologetically ruthless. If you want a clean-cut hero who plays by the rules, this isn’t your tale. ------------------------------------------ But if you crave raw power, dark humor, divine legacies, and the rise of a shameless, ruthless legend — buckle up. ------------------------------------ Additional Tags: - Anti-Hero - Villain - Magic - Cultivation - Undead - Summons - Broken - Gods - Myths - Betrayals - Vengeance - Werewolves - Vampires - Demons - Warlocks - Witches ------------------------------------ Release Schedule & Bonuses • 2+ Chapters every 3–4 days • Bonus Chapter every third Friday • Power Stone Milestones:   • 35 = +1 Chapter   • 55 = +4 Chapters • 20 Shares = +2 Chapters ------------------------------------ Read. Vote. Share. Let’s climb—one shadow at a time.

The world of Hentai is a Dangerous Place, Especially if Your Best Friend is a Hentai Protagonist and You Are a Trap (MC is a Heroine) (Male-To-Female)

A/N ~ News about updates can be found in the Auxiliary Chapter called 'not a update'. The first few chapters are AI generated, sorry, but the latter chapters are purely written by yours truly. I promise you that it gets better as my writing improves considerably. So I hope you give it a chance to grow on you. Anyway, please enjoy my first piece of work. ~ A mercenaries soul finds himself in the Void after his subsequent death on the battlefield on Earth. He then awakens in the void with a gluttonous chaotic hunger and a vast Omniverse before him... ~ Planned World's (in random order) Homeworld ~ A Song of Ice and Fire ~ DC ~ Bleach ~ Marvel ~ Overlord ~ Invincible ~ Harry Potter ~ Jujutsu Kaisen ~ Highschool DxD ~ Highschool of the Dead ~ That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime ~ ect. to Fin. ~ Disclaimer ~ This is a fanfiction inspired by the works of [Author/Creator's Name(s)], including [specific source material, e.g., A Song of Ice and Fire by George R.R. Martin]. I do not claim ownership of any original characters, settings, or lore created by the respective authors. The only elements I claim as my own are original characters, plots, and interpretations that I have added to this fanfiction. This work is created purely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. All credit for the original material belongs to its respective owners, and I encourage readers to support the official works. ~

Victor spent his entire life being consumed by a disease no vampire should possess. Bearer of the rare RH-Null — the so-called “golden blood” — he was meant to be extraordinary. Instead, he became an anomaly, a descendant of an ancient lineage whose power never awakened… only slowly killed him. While others rose… Victor waited for death. Even so, one person never left his side. His mother — once feared — sacrificed everything, even her own life, to keep him alive for just one more day. But it wasn’t enough. At the moment of his death, when everything should have ended, a voice echoed in his mind. Amused. Curious. Calling him an “experiment.” And leaving a single command: “Become the strongest.” Then, Victor awakened again. Younger. Perfect. Free from the disease that doomed him. And this time… his lineage had finally awakened. The blood that once killed him now holds a power beyond any vampire — something ancient, forbidden… and possibly absolute. Now, with a second chance and a purpose carved into his very being, Victor won’t just survive. He will ascend. And become something no vampire has ever dared to be. ________________ Additional tags: Fantasy - Adventure - Action - Romance - Harem - R18 - No NTR - No Yuri - Weak to Strong - Bloodlines - Evolution

In Null, chaos energy decides everything. The strong rule. The weak kneel. And the worthless are thrown away like trash. Sekhmet Dawn was supposed to die as a sacrifice. Instead, he swallowed a frozen shard of forbidden blood and awakened something impossible. A hidden Blood System. A dead Blood God’s will tried to steal his body. His mother’s mysterious pendant shattered and turned into an Abyss-class artifact. And in one night, Sekhmet went from prey to a growing nightmare. Now he can become stronger by drinking blood. Enemies are no longer just enemies. They are food for him. A way to gain more power. A stepping stone on his path. But Null is not a world that lets monsters rise quietly. Ancient vampires want him. Gods are starting to watch him. The powerful Ancient family that ruined his father’s life has finally noticed him. And the more blood he takes, the closer he gets to a terrifying truth about himself. He is not normal. He was never normal. And the thing growing inside him may be far more dangerous than anyone can imagine. Hunted by powerhouse of null. Targeted by noble houses. Surrounded by beautiful and deadly women who wants him. Dragged into bloodline wars, family politics, and ancient secrets. Sekhmet has only one way forward. Drink Blood to grow stronger. Crush anyone who stands in his way. Because in Null, mercy is weakness. And the boy meant for the altar may become the next blood god to shake the Gods Halls. They wanted a sacrifice. Instead they created a monster. (Another Name: Blood Lord) Join Discord for character images- https://discord.gg/nFg72Gew

In the far future the Realm of Chaos have opened letting Monster flooding into the world. Humans and Vampire fight for how will be crowned the strongest. Vampire use magic and humans use technology to balance with one expection Van Hellsing the strongest human a legend of the past. (slow updates.)

Victor Black—a crazy teenager who escaped from the lab and shares a chocolate obsession with the symbiote Venom. On the way to Nefermore, we hitched a ride with the Adams family. On his first day of school, Vic, with his shameless spirit, successfully sneaked into the girls' dormitory and began a hilarious cohabitation with the gothic girl Wednesday and the sunny little wolf girl Ini. Although he lost the battle for territory with the two girls and only managed to get a small piece of land near the toilet, Vic said that he would be happy to live in the girls' dormitory, let alone near the toilet. This is the story of a crazy boy who was accidentally raised by his vampire sister from a young age according to "The Succubus Raising Guide: The True Han Dynasty Edition," and who causes trouble in Nefermorr and even the whole world, cough cough, he commands the wind and rain and incidentally falls in love. Vic said he never caused trouble, even though he sold weapons at school, turned a canoe race into a Normandy landing, lifted the Gorgon's hat, and asked the professor who had transformed into a werewolf what it felt like to run naked in public, but he was a good student.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Please note that this work of fiction is not safe for work (NSFW). It contains words, scenes, and phrases not suitable for audiences below 18. Be aware. —All the characters here are 18 and above— Synopsis Okumura Kouhei is in love with Saonji Hina, but she’s as cold as ice and doesn’t let anyone get close—she's like a flower that’s impossible to reach. However, everything changes when Kouhei uncovers a secret about Hina that turns his world upside down. To make matters even more complicated, members of the student council decide to get involved, adding to the chaos swirling around him. And let’s not forget about his neighbor next door, who seems to have her own agenda. What will happen to Kouhei now that he’s stumbled upon something he wasn’t meant to discover as a mere human? *** Weekly Release Schedule Base Rate: 1-2 chapters a day (7-14 chapters a week) Power Stone Milestones If we reach these goals by the end of the week, the total chapter count for the following week will increase: 100+ PS/50+ GT: 15 chapters/week 150+ PS/75+ GT: 18 chapters/week 200+ PS/100+ GT: 20 chapters/week Gift Bonuses: Feeling generous? Every gift adds extra bonus chapters to next week's mass release! Massage Chair: +1 bonus chapter Car: +2 bonus chapters Dragon: +5 bonus chapters Castle: +7 bonus chapters Spaceship: +10 bonus chapters *** Join the discord! https://discord.gg/gt4CDGkpEM

Death wasn’t supposed to come so suddenly. One moment, Amara was living her quiet, ordinary life. The next, she was thrust into a new existence she never asked for. Dropped into Forks, Washington months before Bella Swan’s arrival Amara awakens to an unfamiliar family, a familiar name, and powers she doesn’t quite understand. The world feels wrong, yet eerily recognizable, as though it’s following a script she half-remembers. As shadows stir and glittering predators lurk in the forest, Amara must navigate her second chance at life with caution, wit, and a stubborn will to survive. She may not know why she’s here, but one thing is certain her choices will change everything. Twilight is no longer the story you thought you knew.

Victor was a normal 21-year-old man, he grew up in a loving family that helped him take care of himself knowing that he had a practically incurable disease, the RH null blood, he was the owner of a rare blood type... But what Victor didn't know, is that this blood type was a delicacy in the supernatural world, creatures that fed on blood loved his blood type... And that blood he hated would be the factor that would make Victor the greatest vampire of all time. ........................... [A/N: The cover is mine, it's original.] This novel is being edited by: IsUnavailable, And Davo 2138. If you want to support me so that I can pay artists to illustrate the characters in my novel, visit my Patreon: patreon.com/VictorWeismann More characters images in: https://discord.gg/4FETZAf

"I told you not to touch her!" Adrian's voice tore through the air as his fist struck the man again. Blood stained his hands, yet his fury showed no sign of fading. "Adrian, stop! Please... you'll kill him!" Eira cried, desperately trying to pull him away. But he didn't even hear her. His jaw clenched as his crimson eyes burned with murderous fury. "Today..." he growled, raising his bloodstained fist once more. "...I'll kill you." Only after Eira desperately threw herself between them did Adrian finally stop. Even then, the storm inside him refused to fade. Later, as silence filled the car, Adrian's voice cut through it like a blade. His crimson eyes locked onto hers. "Next time... I'll kill him if he touches you again." Adrian, a vampire, hides behind cold words, ruthless actions, and a hatred that seems impossible to question. Eira, a human, cannot understand why the man who keeps pushing her away is always the one who saves her. The closer Eira gets to the truth, the more Adrian tries to drive her away. But some secrets refuse to stay buried... and some bonds cannot be broken, no matter how hard they try to fight them. In a world where love is forbidden, enemies lurk in the shadows, and fate has already chosen its path, one question remains... Can love rewrite destiny, or will destiny destroy them before the truth is revealed?

The dance ended with a final, graceful spin. Lord Greyson released Dydra with a courteous smile, his admiration lingering in his eyes as he gave a slight bow. “A pleasure, as always,” he said lightly. Dydra returned the smile out of habit, though her thoughts were already elsewhere. She gave a small excuse and stepped away, her gaze drifting across the ballroom as if searching for something—someone. But whatever she sought, she did not find. A faint frown creased her brows. Without another word, she turned and slipped out of the ballroom, heading toward the quiet of the garden. The cool night air should have calmed her. It didn’t. “You’re letting other men touch you?” The voice came from behind her—low, unhurried… almost lazy. But Dydra’s entire body reacted instantly. A sharp shiver ran through her. She didn’t need to turn to know who it was. That voice carried something unmistakable beneath its calm surface—something restrained. Something dangerous. “I—it’s not—” Her voice broke mid-sentence. Panic tightened her throat as cold sweat formed along her skin. “Need I remind you,” he continued evenly, each word measured, “who you belong to?” The calmness was the most terrifying part. Not anger. Not shouting. Just control—tight, absolute control. Dydra parted her trembling lips again, but no sound came. Her mind went blank. Then suddenly— A hand closed around her waist. Firm. Possessive. Her breath caught as her eyes squeezed shut on instinct, her body going still. “Dydra,” his voice dropped to a whisper, closer now. “Who do you belong to?”