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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?

A woman wakes up one day as the sole survivor of a mass extinction, leaving her as the last vampire alive. Due to the original soul withering away from grief, a newly deceased soul was mistakenly placed in her body. Faced with centuries of hatred and memories, how will Illyana pave her way through the grim DC Universe?

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.

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.

Dominic- I was just a regular college dude until a werewolf bite turned me into a rude, horny mess. So, I moved out-away from everyone. Then I found Lean, a goofy vampire with a broken leg and zero chill. He's clingy, annoying, and somehow stole my heart while I was busy trying not to kill him. Between monster hunters, messy hookups, and way too many kisses, our chaotic lives might just become the perfect disaster. Or maybe... love?

Adam Cypher was born twice; once in a sickly body that never left a hospital bed, and once in a world that wished he hadn’t survived. Captured by Hydra before he could even understand his mutant powers, he spent over a decade as their experiment, enduring pain that became his only constant companion. But deep inside that suffering, a strange voice whispered through the static of his mind; a system calling itself [Information]. From it, he learns something fascinating. He is in a TV Show of Marvel, and He's the main character, something [Information] shall allow him to exploit beyond belief. .......................... https://www.patreon.com/VQuintessence - Feel free to support me on Patreon. ...........................

( EXTREME MATURE) Lucian Bloodmoor died once, and discovered that death was not peace, but terror. Granted a second life, he is reborn as a vampire into one of the most powerful bloodlines in the kingdom. From birth, he is blessed with unmatched magical aptitude, power so overwhelming it could topple nations and erase dynasties. Yet even that is not enough. Haunted by the terror of a final, irreversible death, Lucian becomes obsessed with achieving true immortality. Morality, loyalty, and restraint mean nothing in the face of that fear. Sacrifices will be made, countless, unforgivable sacrifices, and every one of them will be justified in his mind. He tramples over all who stand in his way and claims anyone who can serve his purpose. Elves, humans, slaves, commoners, aristocrats, and even other races are consumed by his ambition. Not even his own kind are spared from his descent into madness. This is the story of a man whose delusions and obsessions shattered lives, drowned kingdoms in blood, and bent the world around a single, terrifying goal. And through it all, Lucian Bloodmoor never stops walking forward. ................. Extra tags. #NoYuri.#NoNTR#Harem#Yandere#MILFs#Wincest#Virgins#Elves#Beastkin#Spirits#Demons#Dragons#Queens#Princesses#Kinks NOTE: Extra chapters will be based on the response I received on Golden tickets,Power stones and performance.

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.

A Demon King rules this Kingdom. At night, monstrous creatures roam, hunting every soul. There’s nowhere to hide. No one can escape. Only the Cursed walks the dark, enchanted roads—the last hope for survival.

I finally got this idiotic thing working. I have been trying to get the Thought Logger to work for the last two weeks.  Well, I guess that I should not waste my time anymore and just introduce myself. (I don't know how long I can keep this activated.) My name is Anthony Sevenstars, and I am a formation mage.  I know, I know. It is rare to see formation mages associated with the guard corps. We guards are supposed to be diplomats first and foremost, as quick with praise as with threats. We are supposed to be as cool as a cucumber.  It is hard to imagine me as any of those. I am the guy you meet with when you have a fort to blow up. (How I got my position as a guard is a long story in itself.) I guess I should speak about the mission. I will be honest, I have not been able to learn much about the mission. (Don't blame me. I have been busy keeping our ship flying.) All I know is that we are dealing with the Snowwind Empire. Let's just say that some things have happened in the last year, and they are on the verge of becoming our enemies. All I know is, I am supposed to maintain diplomacy with them (I should manage this.), prevent them from becoming our enemies (this is something that I am dreading.). In the process, I might get to blow up a few of our enemies. (I will do this very well indeed.) Damn it, why is th.. Connec...... Brea.. No.. note 1- my publishing schedule is going to be Monday-wednesday-friday note 2- if you like my work, you should check out my patreon. i don't have any tiers ready yet but any membership will boost my motivation to work on this. this is my patreon link - patreon.com/tengen1410 note 3- I am significantly ahead on royal road webpage. so if you like my work you can go there and check out what is going on.

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]

She was his dead brother's mate. By tradition, she now belonged to him. It was an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. All she had to do was be his breeder, part her legs and bear him sons. But Prince Ruin was cruel. And every day was a rejection from Ruin, a constant humiliation ritual to remind her once more that she was nothing but a warm c*nt and a womb to bear his children. One day, after a betrayal too jarring to bear, Guinevere Laurent is reborn and decides she'd had enough. She abandoned her duties as Princess and fled from her mad groom under a different identity, with a secret she hoped no one else would discover. Only to get run over by a popular billionaire Alpha, Draven, who had been in town for a visit. Five years later, Guinevere is a stable business owner and engaged to Alpha Draven who treats her like she is his world. But Ruin won't have it that his bride got away from him. When he finally finds Guinevere after five long years of searching, it is at the wedding altar, about to be bound to another man, and with a little boy with fangs, calling her "Mom." And Ruin does the only thing that seems right in his books. He abducts his runaway breeder from her wedding. "Forgive me, Vi," he says. I tilt my head. "Get on your knees." He sinks to his knees, gazing up at me with hooded eyes as I strut over to where he kneels. I delve my fingers into his hair and push him down to my heels. "Kiss my feet." His head lowers, but instead, he grips my calves and brings his lips between my legs. "How about I kiss you here instead?" His mouth brushes against my heat. "Will you forgive me then?" Warning: The male lead is both the villain and the hero. There will be other men you ship with the female lead out of fear for her life and mental health. But Ruin is a constant you must get used to. Because he's always there. Ruin is essential in the way Chaos is, and if there is one thing I promise you, it is that you will come to crave him, too. Because normal is boring. This is a dark, erotic romance. Open it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now that you've decided to ignore my warning, please, by all means, enjoy.

The century-old war between witches and werewolves has finally ended. Peace reigns. Or so it seems. Because that peace came with a price. Something stirs in the shadows. Dark creatures now hunt wolf, witch, and human alike. The world needs a savior... one born of chaos and magic. Celeste Bloodoak was supposed to be that savior. Daughter of the North American Alpha King and his hybrid Luna Queen, she should’ve inherited greatness. But she didn’t. Wolfless. Nearly powerless. Scorned by her peers, rejected by the Alpha she loves and pitied by her own family, Celeste has always lived in her twin brother’s shadow. Until she meets him—a man forged in blood and darkness. A creature that shouldn’t exist. A vampire. And as if resisting that dangerous pull weren’t enough, Celeste’s world shatters during Bloodoak Academy’s Mating Ball... when she discovers she’s mated to four men. Not one. Not two. FOUR. Her arrogant Alpha ex. His calm, calculating Beta brother. A witch who wants nothing to do with her. And the mysterious vampire whose kiss tastes like sin. One girl. Four mates. And a bond that could save—or doom—the world. In this dance of blood, power, and forbidden desire, will Celeste rise as the prophesied heir… or fall to the darkness that calls her name? (TRIGGER WARNING: Mature content and dark themes ahead.) ~~~~~ 100 powerstones at the end of a week= 2 bonus chapters. 100 golden tickets at the end of a month= 3 bonus chapters.

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.

In this world, everyone is born with a mysterious mark on their body. Most believe it to be a divine blessing… except for one group who knows its terrifying truth. They called : the Children of the Moon. When the city’s blood runs cold and souls are stolen in an instant, only one king can still feel the pulse of what remains. Arkael, the Vampire King, is drawn to a mysterious blood that defies his ancient laws… and to the girl bound to it—Alina. As an eternal eclipse rises, ancient rituals shatter, dark forces descend, and a war ignites that could consume the entire world. Amid blood, fire, and chaos, Arkael faces an impossible choice: to protect the one thing he cannot sacrifice… even if it costs him his life Featuring a dual LitRPG system of Moon Seal and Fabric Darkness ( Original System ) [warning : this story contain much blood ]

“Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” A huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ !!!This book will contain some dark smut chapters but a series of warnings will be issued beforehand. So…you will be fine ^.^

In a kingdom of witches, and a kingdom of vampires, there was peace and coexistence until Fang Ling, the vampire King's brother discovered that the blood of humans granted a vampire immense powers. He led a coup and took over the throne, killing his brother, the vampire king who had maintained peace all these years. The son of the overthrown vampire king, Tian Yu was rescued by the witch queen and taken to the witch kingdom. There, he met the witch Queen's daughter Yuyan, a beautiful princess that he couldn't resist. What started as a young sibling love soon transformed into a steamy forbidden romance. They weren't supposed to fall in love, but they did anyways. He marked her, leaving a permanent scar that claimed her as his. The witch queen decided to support their union and let them wed. But on their wedding day, the witch kingdom was attacked by the tyrant vampire king, and Tian Yu was stabbed in the heart with the cursed blade. But due to the prophecy the witch kingdom had forseen, about Tian Yu being the one who will bring back peace to all kingdoms, the witch queen couldn't let him die. Yuyan decided to sacrifice herself to save him, promising to reunite with him in the future. 500 years later, they were reunited in a forced marriage, but this time she had no memory of him. And this was the beginning of another love tale.

Jackson Jekyll Holt Hyde Two students at Monster High that very few people hate even if they couldn't be more different. Not that people don't start to realize something is strange about the two of them. (Kind of an AU/my headcanon mix)

Verc lived a quiet, meaningless life as an office worker, counting days rather than living them. When he casually wished for excitement, the world answered with steel, headlights, and death. He awakens reborn in a pitch-black cave as something no longer human—but a vampire demon. Guided by nothing, Verc learns a simple truth of his new existence: consume, evolve, rule. By drinking the blood of others, he can steal their abilities, physical traits, and powers, growing stronger with every kill. Starting from the depths of darkness, Verc claws his way upward—hunting monsters, crushing goblins, and uncovering a brutal world ruled by strength alone. As his power grows, so does his ambition. Survival turns into domination, and domination into the rise of a new Demon King. In a world where blood is currency and mercy is weakness, Verc will carve his throne one bite at a time. Discord: https://discord.gg/kfwSu5k8GV