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I got isekai'd into a monster academy. My vampire "friend" wants my blood. The other students want me dead. Joke's on them. I have a System that lets me grow stronger by defeating and slaying any monster that crosses me. Yokai Academy is supposed to teach monsters how to blend in with humans. But the only lesson I'm learning is that power is the only thing that matters here. So I'll take it. From every one of them— be them orcs, salamanders, mermaids, werewolves, flaming kitsunes with murderous tendencies—all of whom view me as prey. You think I'd hide behind my vampire girlfriend? That was your first mistake. I'm human, but I'm also a transmigrator. And a transmigrator always comes prepared. I have a Sacred Gear waiting to awaken, with a power that could shake the supernatural world, even if I'm not ready to wield it yet. My Vampire Princess is a badass—and she's about to turn me into one of her kind. I have a Gremory Heiress waiting to be found, a devil who could change my whole status. And an ambition that reaches from the Heavens to the Abyss. This world isn't ready for the new Dark Lord, Aono Tsukune. --- Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction crossover where various characters from other fandoms will appear thanks to the nature of the Annihilation Maker. The main worlds, Rosario + Vampire belongs to Akihisa Ikeda and High School DxD/Slash Dog belongs to Ichiei Ishibumi. I own only the original plot and my transmigrator's terrible decisions.

Toby is eighteen years old, living in a world that hides its true nature behind faith, power, and carefully controlled lies. To everyone around him, he is just another boy surviving in a broken system. But beneath the surface of history, ancient religious orders and hidden factions have been watching, waiting, and preparing for something the world was never meant to understand. Toby is not ordinary. He is the Messiah. When fragments of a buried prophecy begin to re-emerge, secret organizations move from the shadows to control or destroy him. What starts as strange disturbances in his life quickly escalates into a global struggle between faith and manipulation, truth and doctrine, salvation and control. As Toby is forced deeper into a world of blood-soaked belief systems, forbidden knowledge, and war hidden behind religion itself, he begins to uncover the terrifying reality of his existence—and what his rising power will mean for everything that has ever been written, worshipped, or feared. Because in this world, the Messiah is not just a savior. He is a threat to every order that exists. And they will do anything to stop him from fully awakening.

Elara has spent her entire life believing she was ordinary. No past. No memories beyond what her father chose to tell her. No family, except for the quiet man who raised her far away from everything—and everyone. The only piece of her mother she has ever known is a silver locket she has worn since childhood, a fragile reminder of a life lost in a fire she cannot remember. A fire that took everything. Or so she was told. But ordinary lives don’t come with shadows that feel alive. They don’t come with instincts that whisper danger before it arrives. And they certainly don’t come with monsters watching from the dark. Everything changes the night Elara takes the wrong path home. What she sees should be impossible—a man feeding on another under the cover of darkness, something inhuman in the way he moves, in the way he looks at blood like it’s life itself. Terrified, she runs. But fear makes mistakes, and mistakes make noise. And noise… gets you noticed. When the vampire realizes she was there—watching—he does something that should not be possible. He hesitates. Because he didn’t sense her. Didn’t hear her. Didn’t smell her. To a creature that hunts by instinct, that alone is enough to make her dangerous. Or irresistible. What should have been a quick kill turns into something else entirely. Curiosity. Obsession. Hunger sharpened by the unknown. Because Elara is the first human he has ever encountered who feels like… nothing. And yet, somehow, everything. Before he can decide what to do with her, something else intervenes. Something stronger. Wilder. A man with golden eyes and a presence that feels like a storm barely contained. A wolf. He arrives not as a savior—but as something equally dangerous. Territorial. Protective. Possessive in a way that makes no sense for someone who has just met her. But the moment he looks at Elara, something shifts. Not recognition. Not exactly. But close enough to be terrifying. Now caught between two predators, Elara is thrust into a world she never knew existed—one ruled by blood, instinct, and ancient rivalries between creatures that were never meant to coexist. Vampires, who crave control and power. Werewolves, who live by instinct and loyalty. And somewhere between them… Her. Because as much as she wants to run, to escape, to return to the life she thought she had— They won’t let her. The vampire is drawn to her in a way he cannot explain. Her presence defies his nature, disrupts his senses, and ignites a hunger deeper than blood. He tells himself it’s curiosity. It’s not. The wolf feels it too—but differently. Where the vampire sees mystery, the wolf feels something primal. A pull that settles deep in his bones, urging him to protect, to claim, to keep her close at all costs. Even if she doesn’t belong to his world. Even if she doesn’t understand why. As tensions rise between them, Elara finds herself trapped in a dangerous game she doesn’t understand—one where she is both the prize and the secret. Because the truth about her isn’t just hidden from the world. It was hidden from her. The locket she wears… isn’t just a memory. It’s a seal. A protection. A lie. And the more time she spends near them, the more that protection begins to weaken. Strange things start to happen. Unexplainable feelings. Flickers of something beneath her skin. Moments where the world feels sharper, louder, more alive than it should. Like something inside her is waking up. Something that was never meant to be found. But the real danger isn’t just what she is. It’s what her blood means. Because in a world where power is everything, Elara’s existence could change the balance between species. Her blood is not just rare. It’s coveted. Addictive. Dangerous. The kind of power that could make monsters fall… or destroy everything they are. And now that she has been seen— She cannot be unseen. The vampire wants her. The wolf refuses to let her go. And neither of them is willing to walk away.

In a world where supernatural bloodlines rule and power determines worth, Nyx Vaeloria is nothing. No wolf. No magic. No fangs. Born a rare tribrid… part vampire, part witch, part werewolf… Nyx should have been extraordinary. Instead, she is the only student at the most prestigious supernatural academy who possesses none of the abilities her blood promises. But powerlessness is not the only thing that follows her. Nyx grew up with one rumor shadowing her every step. She killed her twin. When Nyx and her sister Eira were nine years old, Eira died under mysterious circumstances. What began as tragedy quickly turned into whispers across supernatural territories: the wolfless twin murdered the stronger one out of jealousy. No one ever proved it. But no one ever defended Nyx either. Now eighteen, Nyx is forced to attend the academy built for the most powerful supernatural beings… werewolves, witches, and vampires. To them, she is nothing more than a mistake. A powerless girl who should never have existed. But fate has other plans. Because the moment Nyx steps inside the academy walls, the impossible happens. She triggers a mate bond with four of the most powerful men in the academy. Thorne Corvin… half werewolf, half human, and the boy who was once Nyx’s best friend… and her first love. Elion Virel… half werewolf, half witch, the charming manipulator whose effortless smile hides dangerous secrets. Ashriel Tavien… half vampire, half werewolf, a cold predator who seems to despise every living being. Asher Tavien… Ashriel’s brother, a feared academy professor who should never have been bound to a student. Four powerful men. Four impossible bonds. And the moment they discover who their mate truly is… They reject her. To them, Nyx is nothing more than the wolfless girl rumored to have murdered her own sister. But what none of them realize is that the prophecy the supernatural world fears has already begun to awaken. Because legends are not born from perfection. They are born from loss. From rage. From blood. As Nyx struggles to survive rejection, enemies, the cruelty of the academy, and the haunting memory of the sister she lost, something ancient begins to stir deep within her. Because the Silver Wolf was ever meant to be gentle. And when Nyx finally rises… The world that mocked her, rejected her, and feared her will learn a terrifying truth. The rumor they whispered about her for years… Was never entirely a lie. Some monsters are not created. They are awakened. Discord: weirdnotnormal

Killed by Lilith Vane—a vampire Duchess twelve centuries old—Trevor wakes up as Alucard, the Fourth Duke of Nocturnis, adopted son of Dracula himself. He has a unique power: Soul Siphon, the ability to steal abilities from any supernatural creature he defeats. He has a territory: Earth's major cities, connected by mystical nexus points. And he has a problem: the vampire empire is rotting from within, ancient nobles want him dead, and his own human family—the secret society known as the Vigil—has been hunting monsters like him for four hundred years. Alucard didn't ask for immortality. He asked for justice. So he'll build it himself. From the boardrooms of Wall Street to the obsidian spires of Nocturnis, from werewolf pack wars to fae trickery to angelic purges, Alucard drags an ancient empire into the modern age—one spreadsheet, one political alliance, and one stolen supernatural power at a time. He'll unite vampires and werewolves, expose the Vigil's conspiracy, and transform blood-sucking monsters into something resembling a civilization. But the greatest challenge? His maker, Lilith. The Second Duchess who murdered him, then swore service to him, then became something more. In a world where love is weakness and trust is currency, Alucard must choose between his revenge and his redemption, his empire and his heart, his humanity and his eternity.

The River of Death — every time it drinks blood, it slays its victim and drags their soul into its black waters. Any soul trapped within the River can take death in the wielder’s place — without limit. And when needed, the wielder can unleash these souls to fight at their side. Alexander Crowe, an ordinary man from Earth, awakens one day with the cursed power of the River of Death. And just as suddenly, he is cast into the world of One Piece. The place: Loguetown. The time: three days before the execution of the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger. The reason behind it all? The mastermind in the shadows? Alexander doesn’t care. What he does care about… is the corpse of the Pirate King. That is his first target. P.S. This story has one or two heroines. No harems. No “stallion” MC nonsense. P.S. World order: One Piece → Naruto → One Punch Man → Naruto → ... Join now and start binge-reading today! even more advenced chapters patreon.com/NovelsWorld

Seven thousand years ago a name was erased from history Norsin a being so powerful that his mere existence twisted the balance of the world a walking catastrophe who brought entire empires to their knees before vanishing into oblivion or so the world believed, in his final moments on the edge of annihilation he cast a forbidden spell a desperate gamble that tore apart his existence and buried his power beyond time itself, now in modern day South Korea he awakens once more not as a ruler nor as a sovereign but as an ordinary high school student Kim Noryeon weak forgotten and insignificant yet beneath that fragile human shell something ancient begins to awaken something that should have never returned as memories bleed into reality power slowly resurfaces and with it comes a cold merciless ambition to reclaim what was lost and to drag the Sacred Lands the Empire and the Four Sovereign Rulers into a nightmare they once thought they had erased because this time the one who returns is not a man but a calamity that will not stop until the world remembers fear.

Don’t expect the usual erotic novel full of pointless smut with no plot. There is plenty of smut here, but the heart of the story lies in the relationships between its many characters, the world-building and the action. Think of it as One Piece, but with characters who get pretty dirty with each other haha. That said, enjoy the story :) ◇◇◇ It should have been just another quiet evening. Instead, Chris Valakis and his stepmother Isabelle are suddenly attacked by a group of… demons. That’s when Chris discovers the truth — his charming stepmother is actually a vampire. But during the fight, one of the demons manages to mortally wound him. And when Chris opens his eyes again… he’s no longer human. To save his life, Isabelle turns him into a vampire. Now Chris owes her everything — and a lonely, dissatisfied woman like Isabelle knows exactly how to collect that debt. Chris becomes her sexual servant. But that’s only the beginning. As he struggles to survive his stepmother’s overwhelming desires, Chris must learn to control his new vampiric powers and face the enemies hunting Mia Valakis — his stepsister... and the vampire princess.

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.

Getting sentenced to death by a panel of eccentric vampires wasn't how I planned to spend my Tuesday. Transmigrated into the body of a condemned human in Staten Island, I survived the execution only because my life suddenly became the hottest show in the multiverse. Bound to the Supernatural Documentary Production System (SDPS), I’m now the unwitting star of a living reality show where my survival depends on "Viewer Engagement Points." To keep the interdimensional ratings high, I have to navigate the lethal whims of Nandor, Nadja, and Laszlo while balancing werewolf alliances and a suspicious Guillermo. In a world where every awkward silence is "filler" and every near-death experience is a "season finale," I'm not just trying to stay alive—I’m trying to avoid getting canceled. Because in this show, a series finale means literal death.

I own the stories and characters. Aleah Blake, in despair lost her freedom to the rest of her family, extended family, traitorous friends, and cheating ex-fiancé, she is locked in the cells but when she returns with her abilities in her younger body she turns into a True Hybrid no longer human but to get payback. Becoming a all-powerful ruler sounds pretty good. MC is Bisexual but prefers women and OP.

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.

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.

With his parents killed. Gray journeys to the dark regions with his sister in search of Ray Bloodvine. But as soon as they tasted human blood, their true nature emerged as they searched for revenge and truth about their existence.

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.

In New York, where corporations have completely replaced the state and a person is worth exactly as much as their blood and organs, 27-year-old barista Ethan Hitcher lives as invisibly as possible. His only weakness is a girl named Marie, a street artist who paints pictures on the sidewalks. One night, a drunk corporate heir kills Marie right in front of Ethan. The murder is ruled an accident. Ethan is offered five thousand dollars and a non-disclosure agreement. Naturally, he refuses. The young man dreams of every single one of them disappearing, including Marie’s killer. And that’s when everything changes. A man breaks into his place and offers him a small job…

When the Requiem Tongue system activates, Kael Mori isn't just a transmigrator; he’s a weapon forged by thirty-one deaths. Trapped in a world of souled monsters and corporate demons, his only currency is Death Accumulation (DA). By utilizing Cascade Command and the Pyre Lexicon, Kael begins carving his own territory into the peripheral zones of LA. But every use of his voice risks Aphonia, and the "Unknown Territory" of a changing canon means his foreknowledge is a fading light. In the battle between Angel Investigations and the firm, Kael is the third variable—the one whose command cannot be ignored.

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 ]

(R-18 and dark themes, you have been warned.) Blurb: During my incarceration by my mate, I see a man leaning against the wall of the dungeon with his arms and legs coiled with heavy iron chains. Dressed only in tattered rags of a black robe his ghostly white skin is mostly on display. Tattoos like smoke crawl all the way from his neck to the side of his handsome and deeply chiselled face, but it's the eyes that have me in a trance. Deep red like the freshly spilt blood, such rich shade, and they stare directly at me with such intensity that I forget to breathe. My hand grabs the iron bar, and I steady myself as his curved lips move and he utters only one word to make my world crash and my magic lose control. “Mate!” My world shatters at his words. "You can see me?” He asks next, a voice calmer and yet deeper than Mariana Trench. It whispers all around me, murmuring against my skin as if trying to awaken something sleeping. “Yes, why shouldn't I be able to?” I question, slightly confused. A crease descends on my forehead. "No one else can," he answers with a wounded smile that wrecks my heart. Synopsis: In this post-apocalyptic world, Faes are hunted and killed mercilessly because they are blamed for the apocalypse that befell and destroyed half of the population. At 20, Amaia Zhāng is a Fae and is the last of her kind, or so she thinks. Her family and her whole village were massacred by the Dread Army in the name of keeping peace. She is the sole survivor and keeps her appearance cloaked. But she makes it her mission to train every day and become strong enough to avenge her kind. During a battle with a monster, her mate abandons and rejects her to save his life. Heartbroken, Amaia is left with no choice but to join Orion Academy. It is home to the greatest hunters and enforcers of her continent. It's a world where hunters and enforcers are treated like celebrities. She knows the training will help her fulfil her revenge plans and become a renowned hunter. And maybe along the way she will find another mate. But the twist of fate, deception and seduction from the man who is supposed to refer her to the Orion Academy leaves her with a curse and a tainted reputation. A curse which prevents her mate/mates from recognising her and prevents Amaia from informing them of who she is to them. As it turns out, Amaia is mated to hybrid Alphas of Orion, but none of them can feel the mate bond, and they believe she wants to seduce them. “Have some dignity, Amaia. You abandoned your mate and are now trying your seduction techniques on me. I have a fiancée.” Glares Alnilam, her first mate. “Don't look at me like that, lassie. I am saving myself for my mate.” Winks Alnitak, her second mate. “Stay away from me. You are not my mate,” scolds Mintaka, her third mate. “I will bring a garland constructed from your ex-mate's bones. How dare he hurt you?” Determination flashes in the eyes of Rigel, her fourth mate. Every time they turn her down and choose to be intimate with their chosen females, she feels every ounce of pain and hurt. Amidst the chaos and heartache in a place where enemies hide in plain sight. Can Amaia break this curse and have her mates recognise her as theirs? Does she have four mates or is there another twist hidden? Will she become a successful hunter and keep her identity hidden from the world and at the same time carry out her revenge? Read on to find out. A special thanks to @TheSlumbingCat for creating this beautiful cover for me. If you want to chat, find me on Discord, Facebook and Instagram with the same name.

In a world divided between two powerful empires—the Northern and Southern kingdoms—peace is fragile and maintained only through forced political marriages between royal heirs. Seraphina and Cassian, heirs of the Southern Empire, and Eirlys and Lorenzo, heirs of the Northern Empire, are bound together by this arranged marriage despite being raised as rivals from opposing sides. What begins as a cold political arrangement soon unravels into something far more dangerous. Strange powers begin to awaken. Hidden truths about their bloodlines surface. And beneath the surface of both empires lies a secret world; one filled with hybrids, ancient rules, and a war that has been waiting to begin. But they are not the only ones watching. A mysterious masked figure begins to move in the shadows, manipulating events, turning allies into enemies, and pushing the world closer to chaos. As trust breaks and loyalties shift, the four heirs find themselves caught between duty, survival, and the truth they were never meant to know. Because in a world built on secrets… Love and hate are equally dangerous. And power always demands a price.