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My Blood Belongs to Them

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.
Lilian_Mateo · 231 Views

Illusion Forms The Saga of Hidden Identity

ILLUSION FORMS — THE SAGA OF HIDDEN IDENTITY "Can a single thought become a death sentence? Can a spoken word reshape reality?" Legend speaks of an ancient era where power was so absolute that even a faint thought of betrayal or harm towards the Supreme beings resulted in instant death, regardless of distance. Their every word was an immutable law, and their 'Vows' were unbreakable chains of destiny. It is said that these terrifying powers were eventually bound within primordial Seals, for no mortal vessel could ever contain such a devastating cosmic weight without shattering. But where those powers went remains the world's greatest mystery. In a modern era dominated by vampires and shadows, three strangers find themselves entangled in a fate they cannot comprehend: The Silent Mask: A child who survives behind a fragile veil of innocence. Trusting no one and relying only on himself, he is a master of manipulation, subtly controlling the minds and circumstances of those around him for his own protection. He is the quiet storm that no one sees coming. The Invisible Pull: A youth with defiant eyes and unwavering confidence. He is haunted by an unexplainable magnetic pull toward people he has never met, as if his very soul is searching for its missing fragments. The Stern Shell: A ruthless protector who has turned his heart into stone to shield his own. Wary of outsiders and fiercely loyal, he guards his secrets with a cold, lethal precision. As the ancient Seals begin to crack, a terrifying question arises: Are these three merely victims of fate, or are they the very catastrophe the world tried to lock away? "A true ruler does not need a blade to conquer. He only needs to speak—and the world shall kneel."
Rahila_Khanam · 60.5k Views

Chained To The Vampire Lord

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.
Anaise_Silverstri · 10.4k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

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.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 518.2k Views

I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!

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 ]
dYdairy_002 · 1.3m Views