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“She is mine, and I will never let her go...not even if the heavens fall” – Alistair. “I will burn the world and even the heavens to keep her.” – Kol. ****** For centuries, vampires and werewolves lived under an uneasy peace, bound by a fragile treaty that could never be broken. Until her. Riley-A brilliant young surgeon who had been betrayed, accused, and left with nothing. In a desperate bid to save her mother's her life, she unknowingly steps into the path of destiny, becoming the private doctor for both kings: Kol, the ruthless and intoxicating ruler of the vampires, and Alistair, the powerful and possessive Alpha of the werewolves. To Kol, she is his lost lover, the one fate returned to him after centuries. Alistair swears she is his destined mate, the woman written in the stars to stand by his side. Their obsession with Riley shatters the treaty, starting a war that could destroy the world. But as both kings claim her body, soul, and heart, Riley finds herself torn between two men who set her blood on fire, drive her ex-fiancé mad with envy, and threaten to unravel everything she thought she knew about herself. Two kings. One woman. A love that could destroy both races. None of the kings will back down. None of them will let her go. However, the question still remains… who gets to keep the woman? To find out, read the book because there are so many secrets waiting to be uncovered.

Time didn’t stop when Arin died— it simply forgot which version of him was supposed to stay dead. Now he wakes in shattered realities that bleed into one another: a burning lab that never burned, a childhood memory with the wrong faces, a future city screaming his name in alarms he hasn’t triggered yet. Something is hunting him through timelines, continents, and corrupted echoes, stitching lies into his past and rewriting the truth faster than he can chase it. And every time he gets close to an answer, a whisper follows him from the dark: “You didn’t survive the explosion, Arin. You caused it.”

This story is about love, revenge, the quest for power, and the right to exist. After being betrayed by his childhood crush and losing his loved ones to a human raid, Erik, a werewolf, ends up on another planet for seven years before he returns to a vastly changed, post-apocalyptic Earth. Originally a timid, unadventurous man, Erik has become far more dominant and assertive upon his return. Together with him comes his beloved but ruthless soul-bound partner and fairy, Elora, who wants Erik to rule and conquer with her by his side. Elora's presence alone makes Erik more powerful than others at this level, but will he find out what else makes him special? Follow them as they use the knowledge and strength they gained on Söl to navigate an Earth filled with magic, vampires, shapeshifters, and more. Along the way, Erik and Elora will meet a diverse cast of characters, some of whom Erik might have known in the past, and some he did not, but all with their own story and desires. Will Erik be able to take revenge for the betrayals of the past? And what else will he discover along the way? ****** Disclaimer: There will be some R18 scenes, but most of the time, they will be a part of character development and not simply smut. In other words, if you decide to skip them, you'll likely miss out on some character development, but I promise to keep plot development out of it. No NTR No Yuri (there might be interactions between girls when there is a scene with the MC and more than one woman, though the MC will always be the focus. To be clear, yuri means a romantic/physical relationship between two women, meaning no two women will ever have sexual interactions with each other without the MC present. That said, Elora enjoys serving women up to him on a platter, and watching him have sex with them. She enjoys dominating, observing. and playing with the other women in the MC's harem together with him, and thus will occasionally join him in such a way. I don't believe any of that is technically yuri, but I understand that my interpretation is debatable and if any of those things weird you out, I advice you to avoid this novel.)

Most stories start the same way. You either have the slum rat who claws his way out of the mud, drenched in blood and sweat until he becomes a god… or the golden child, heir to some ancient clan — fallen or thriving, it doesn’t matter. Either way, they’re destined for greatness. Alucard was destined for death. In the original Shadow Slave timeline, his fate was sealed: die in his very first Nightmare. As Rain’s adoptive older brother — just as close and beloved as the canon one — his tragedy was meant to end there. But fate made a mistake. Alucard survived the Nightmare he was [Fated] to die in… and the price of that survival was a path no human should ever walk — a path paved with death, sin, and horrors beyond mortal understanding. To claim even a fragment of salvation, he must defy the destiny written for him. He must face terrors that twist reality, monsters born from blood and hatred, and the sins that cling to his soul like chains. This is the story of a man who should not exist a man who was never meant to defy fate and a man who will do whatever it takes to protect the ones he loves --- I'm really bad at writing synopsis so just read the story I promise it's peak some background info if you are curious Alucard is the same age as Effie and Kai Al is not a self insert he is his own character not me putting myself in the story and you can tell that pretty early in the novel there is a ton of unique lore and characters so if you're interested please read it

WARNING!! {R18+ DARK ROMANCE, EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, VULGAR WORDS} | SLOW BURN. This story contains mature themes, intense emotions, and dark elements. It's a slightly slow burn, so please be patient and enjoy the journey, don't rush the author; every scene unfolds for a reason. "Come here" The man's cold yet lazy voice echoed in the dark room. He took in her appearance and she saw how his eyes darkened. She slowly moved closer to him as she bit her lip nervously. He had on a black suit pant and was shirtless, his dark red eyes gleaming in the dark. His hand gripped her waist, pulling her close as he pressed his face into the curve of her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. The way he held her so intimately sent heat coursing through her body, her core tightening in response. Gawd.... What was this feeling? It felt as though she needed more of him, more of his touch, more of his hold.... His grip on her waist tightened, his hot breath fanning her neck, sending heat rushing through her as he trailed light kisses along her skin. She was clearly driving him mad and he was making her feel weak all over. "Hmm" He hummed softly, and licked her neck making her to clutch his arm tight, slight moan escaping her lips. "Mine" His words came out in a soft murmur, his voice and gaze laced with possessiveness, his fangs came into view as he continued licking and sucking on her neck. "Mine. forever," He whispered, before sinking his fangs deep into the tender skin of her neck. •••••••••••••••••••• Meet Vladimir Vaelmont, a billionaire, business prodigy and a cold blooded vampire. Cold, heartless, ruthless, he commands both boardrooms and bloodshed with the same chilling precision. In the daylight he's a name whispered in the world of high finance; In the shadows, a predator feared by all who knows his true nature. Meet Hazel Morgan, an innocent looking college girl whose ones peaceful life shattered the night her father murdered her mother in cold blood. Fleeing to another part of town, she dreams of nothing more than quiet days with her best friend. But peace is a fragile illusion. One fateful night, Hazel crosses paths with Vladimir Vaelmont, a billionaire, a ruthless business man and a cold blooded vampire. From that moment on, her life will never be the same....

"Devon arrived in Nocturnus not as a man, but as an 'Immortal'—a Golden Pharaoh deity capable of conjuring gold bars from thin air and bringing the city’s bureaucracy to its knees. Yet, his arrogance and power crumbled in an instant within a squalid alleyway. Ambushed by a mad scientist named Dr. Reven, the crystal source of his power was violently ripped from his chest. The god fell, leaving behind only Devon: a pale youth with a genetically modified physique, a pair of small, mysterious red wings on his head, and a body that was now entirely mortal. (Though, in truth, something quite mad still lingered within him.)" This novel was written at the will of an author whose sanity is questionable. If you are looking for realistic logic, please close the book and drink tea. Thank you. "By the way, the main plot only really starts from chapter 17, but that doesn't mean the previous chapters are just nonsense — they're still connected to the storyline. And to be honest, the main character is actually already dead."

My identity is that of a priest. My hobby is exorcism. My favorite thing is the mission reward. My favorite scene is the nuclear explosion. The person I want to be the most is a superman without any weaknesses. I like to keep a low profile. Hate trouble the most. One of the favorite maxims is blood for blood and tooth for tooth. "..." This is a somewhat bland exorcism story. Pervert, wizard, magic, vampire, werewolf, demon, killer... Note: Everything in this parallel world is purely fictitious, please do not substitute it into reality.

At the school gala, Athena made her grand entrance in the black net dress Rhydric had bought for her. The gown clung to her like a second skin, sheer black net layered over a fitted underdress that hugged every curve without apology. The neckline dipped dangerously… only half her boobs are hidden. The attention shifted the instant she entered. Head turned. Conversations died down immediately. Athena didn't care one bit, instead her eyes scanned the hall, searching for her four handsome men, and she found them already staring. No, not just staring. Devouring. Eryx let out a low breath. “Fuck you, Rhydric,” he muttered, eyes glued to her. “Why would you get her a dress like that?” Rhydric didn’t answer right away. He moved, setting his glass down on the table with an annoying calm. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips. “That's because, I know what suits my girl best.” he said smoothly, clearly pleased with himself. "Corrections...our girl." Azrael corrected as he drank from his glass. Rhydric ignored his brothers and ignored the countless stares…some stunned, some jealous, some openly resentful. Rhydric closed the distance between them. His hand slid up, and his fingers curled possessively around her neck, without warning he crashed his lips onto hers. Athena gasped, the sound melting into the kiss, and then she smiled against his mouth. Rhydric’s kiss was dark and possessive. It wasn’t gentle at all. In fact, it's the opposite of that. His lips moved hungrily against hers, like a man starving for years. Azrael looked away. Then back again. He shouldn’t be jealous anymore. He knew that. Still…he couldn’t help it. Theodore, on the other hand, smiled, fully satisfied. Waiting patiently for his turn. Eryx rolled his eyes so hard they almost fell out of his head. When the kiss still hadn’t ended, he strode toward them, voice low, almost a growl. “Alright... you've had enough.” Rhydric kissed her a little longer, just to be cruel, before finally releasing her. Athena was all flushed and breathless. Her lips were swollen. Eryx didn’t give her a second to recover. He slammed his lips onto hers, one hand gripped her waist, the other grabbing her ass without hesitation. Athena moaned into his mouth, but the loud music swallowed the sound whole. Eryx pulled back slightly, just enough to smile against her lips, utterly satisfied. He knew she was going to make him pay for that later. And he was all in. Azrael watched, jealousy twisting sharp and unwanted in his chest, but the sight was so damn hot that he felt his little brother twitch. And that was it. His patience snapped. He stood, crossed the space in seconds, yanked Eryx away from Athena, fisted his hand in her hair, and kissed her hard. Athena thought she might actually die. Her knees nearly buckled. She was already dripping wet. Her panties literally soaked. Oh…Fuck them. Fuck them all. Around them, the students stared. Jealousy burning through them. Azrael kissed her until he was satisfied, then finally pulled back. Athena was red as a tomato. He smirked. “You look wrecked...Viper." She slapped his chest and glared up at him. “Shut up...That's all of you fault.” Rhydric and Eryx only smiled. She pushed Azrael back slightly and looked past him. Then she saw Theodore. He was sitting on the table, legs spread wide. One hand tapped lazily against the surface, the other resting on his lap. When their eyes met, he smiled. But beneath that smile, was barely restrained hunger. The three of them had already ruined her enough. He hadn’t wanted to add to it. But, Athena didn’t like that at all. She’d been waiting for his kiss too. So she walked toward him instead. Theo’s jaw clenched the moment she got close. She climbed onto him without hesitation, sitting directly on his little brother. He groaned, arms wrapping around her waist. Before his lips met hers, he murmured teasingly, “Fuck Athena..." without warning he slammed his lips on hers. discord: thaymi_1

It was quiet and peaceful when the sky suddenly tore open. It began as a tremor in the fabric of existence... a faint vibration that rippled through the air, through the oceans, through the bones of every living thing. The world felt it before it saw it. A hum that resonated deep within the Earth, a sound that was not a sound but a pulse, a heartbeat of something vast and ancient awakening. Then came the light. The Veil's Breach appeared without warning, a jagged wound across the skies, stretching from horizon to horizon. It shimmered with colors that defied comprehension, hues that no human eye had ever seen. The air itself seemed to bend around it, warping reality as if the world were being rewritten. From that wound poured Aether–the raw essence of creation, unbound and untamed. It cascaded into the atmosphere like a storm of living light, flooding the world with energy that defied every law of nature. It was beautiful. It was terrible. It was the beginning of the end to every living being or so they thought. At first, humanity watched in awe. The skies glowed with radiant colors, the oceans shimmered with strange luminescence, and the very air hummed with power. Some called it a miracle. Others called it judgment. But whatever it was, they never knew. Within days, the miracle or judgment turned to madness. The Aether did not bless nor did it judge; it consumed. The first storms tore through the world with impossible fury. Lightning of violet and silver carved scars across continents. Winds howled with voices that were not wind. The seas boiled, the ground split, and the stars themselves seemed to flicker in fear. Civilization collapsed in weeks. Machines failed as Aetheric interference devoured power grids and shut satellites. Cities burned under skies that rained liquid light. The old world, the world of science, order, and reason... was gone. And from the chaos, new horrors were born. Creatures emerged from the Aether storms; beings of flesh and crystal, of shadow and flame. They were called Aetheric Beasts, though no name could truly capture what they were. Some resembled twisted reflections of Earth's animals; others were shapes that defied logic, their forms shifting like smoke. They hunted by instinct, drawn to the pulse of life, and wherever they walked, the land itself changed. Forests turned to glass. Rivers glowed with liquid fire. Mountains floated, suspended in the air like fragments of a broken dream. Humanity fought back, but the weapons of the old world were useless. Bullets melted midair. Missiles detonated before launched. The Aether warped everything it touched. And yet, amid the ruin, something extraordinary happened. Some humans began to change. They survived the storms, their bodies adapting to the Aether's touch. They awoke with strange abilities, powers that defied explanation. They could conjure flame, bend metal, heal wounds, or move with impossible speed. They were the first Trait-Born, the children of the new world. The Trait-Born became both saviors and threats. Some used their gifts to protect the remnants of humanity. Others succumbed to the madness of power, becoming monsters no different from the Beasts they fought. In time, the survivors gathered. They built walls of steel and light, powered by the very energy that had destroyed their world. These bastions became the Aether Enclaves–fortified cities shielded by shimmering barriers that repelled the storms and the Beasts alike. Within the Enclaves, humanity endured. Generations passed. The chaos outside the walls became legend, the Descent was a story told in hushed tones. The Aether storms still raged beyond the barriers, but inside, life found rhythm again. 1500 years after the Descent, a young boy who was a null, rose from the lowest tiers and will make a change in this new found world

Every five decades, a human princess will be offered as a sacrifice to the bloodsuckers in exchange for protection from the other kingdoms ruled by various creatures of the dark. As the only princess of her generation, the FL has been chosen as the offering. However, she is more than unwilling, and understandably so. The royal family of the vampires is known to be cruel and sadistic. When she arrives, she plans to escape. Yet, her plans are quickly thwarted by the youngest vampire prince, who claims her as his own personal toy on her first night there.

Prince Azerion, heir to the strongest vampire throne, loses everything in one night. His secret stepsister—Lunara, the king’s hidden daughter—returns with an army and kills their father. Surrounded and betrayed, Azerion escapes using a forbidden blood spell no one else knows. He wakes up in a modern human city—weak, injured, and alone except for his loyal ghoul. No magic. No clans. No vampires… or so he thinks. To reclaim his birthright, Azerion must adapt, evolve, and build a new clan from zero in a world ruled by technology, secrets, and hidden supernatural factions. He will rise again. And reclaim his rightful place on the throne. **** Inspired by the movie; Merlin, Teen wolf and by the novel: My Vampire System.

They once called her daughter. Adopted into the Falcon pack as a baby, Andria knew only love until the day her adoptive mother gave birth to a "real" daughter. Overnight, affection turned into neglect, and her sister Lena made sure lies poisoned the last shred of love left for Andria. Framed, humiliated, and punished for countless sins she never committed, Andria finally walks away. Changing her identity to Aria Wolfsburn, she hides her past and the truth of what she is: a vampire raised by wolves. At Moonstone Academy, an elite werewolf school, she thought she could just… disappear. Upon arriving at the academy, she encounters the three powerful, arrogant Alpha Successors, all sons of the kingdom's stronghold families, and her vengeful ex. As if that was not enough, on the night of her 18th birthday, she was shocked to discover she wasn’t just a vampire, but also a werewolf… a hybrid. Meeting them after that, an irresistible bond forms between her and the Successors, including her ex, revealing all four of them as her fated mates. And fate isn’t done with her yet. After bonding with her ex and the three Successors as her fated mates, chaos erupts when the king himself handpicks her for a marriage alliance… making him the fifth Alpha drawn to her. Now caught between fate, duty, and dangerous desire, Aria must make a choice… Will claiming her power mean choosing one of them… or losing them all?. You can chat me on discord @refulgent26_32700

One thousand years ago, the Supreme Witch Queen vanished, leaving behind a prophesy that terrified the Heavens: "When the moon bleeds gold, I shall return to finish what I started." In the present day, Elara was born into a humble witch family with "broken" magic and haunting. To the world, she is a weak, ordinary girl. But her nights are not her own. She is hunted by dreams of a life she never lived and a chilling prophecy that she is too afraid to speak aloud, and a mysterious man with crimson eyes who haunts the corner of her room. As the gold moon rises and the seals begin to crack, Elara must navigate the web of disciples, ancient traitors, and a heart stopping romance that could either save the world or burn it to the ground. The Queen is back. She just doesn't remember who it is yet.

A normal high school boy with nothing much happening in his life except for...life. Every new day was the same as the one before but he doesn't really care much about it. He thought of himself as a normal high school-going boy with no clear future. Lazy, sarcastic, but kind of intelligent, he was living a normal life. Though fate had different plans for him as he met a girl who he did and did not know. The school princess was the first thing he saw when he woke up in his bed caressing his head. To any other boy in his situation, it would be pure bliss but he was worried. Why? Since she was in his house which he had locked before going to sleep. Little did he know that the girl was more than what she showed and was about to turn his entire life upside down. How will he tackle this situation? No one knows that.

Who is a Hero? Especially the Highest Hero? What does it mean to be a Hero? When some want one thing from you, others another, and you yourself want something else entirely? What is a Feat? And how can you accomplish it in a world where all the Feats have already been accomplished? What are Ascendance, Life, Love, Death, Music, and War? And why are they necessary, when life was so good without them before? And also… Strange fragments of phrases that add up to something terrifying? A figment of the imagination, or is there truly someone capable of destroying the entire World? Seymour Distroy, who wrote the most truthful novel about his Adventures, attempts to understand all this and much more.

Aria was supposed to die the night the vampires raided her village. Instead, she was dragged to the dark kingdom of Noxferra and thrown before Lucien Valerius — the cold, emotionless Vampire King feared for five centuries. Humans never make eye contact with him. Aria accidentally does. And when he touches her, a miracle — or a disaster — happens. The king’s dead heart beats. Suddenly, Lucien becomes possessive, obsessed, and dangerously protective over the one girl he should kill. Aria, the slave who speaks too boldly, runs too much, and hides a bloodline that could destroy the entire vampire race. She is his weakness. He is her captor. But when kingdoms rise against them, ancient curses awaken, and Aria’s forbidden power begins to surface, both human and vampire must choose: Will their love save their worlds… or end them? A dark romance filled with danger, humor, rage, desire, and a king who would burn empires for the girl he was destined to hate.

When Angels Marry Vampires "Play along, or we're both dead." When Ella wakes in a hospital with no memory, a dangerously handsome stranger claims she's his wife. The lie is simple: pretend to be Mrs. Aaron D'Cruz for three months to save him from a political marriage. The truth is impossible: she's a fire angel princess with amnesia, he's a five-hundred-year-old vampire lord, and their fake marriage might be the only thing preventing a supernatural war. Ella isn't alone. Five other angel cousins—each with elemental powers and forgotten pasts—have been scattered across Earth in the LDH program: a "cultural exchange" that's actually a last-ditch experiment to heal a thousand-year rift between realms. As the Black Rose blooms a century early, its thorns carry memories of a love so forbidden it shattered worlds. Now, twelve interspecies couples must: Remember who they are before the Syndicate hunts them down Master hybrid magics that shouldn't exist Survive the 72-hour realm convergence during full bloom Choose love over ancient hatreds Become the Butterfly Covenant prophesied to save—or destroy—everything An arrogant fire angel who bows to no one A possessive vampire lord who owns everything he touches An innocent earth angel paired with her sky-angel best friend A gloomy dark angel foodie and the lightning wizard who won't stop flirting A protective water angel obsessed with a rule-following perfect witch A wind angel who can't choose between a human artist and a stable earth angel A brutally honest light angel stuck with a chaos fairy who breaks everything she touches Twelve couples. Twelve forbidden loves. One last chance at salvation before the Black Rose consumes all realms.

Shadows stir in a world ruled by werewolves and haunted by vampires. Secrets walk among the living, and power is a danger no one dares to claim. Elara Moonveil knows the price of being different. The last of her line, she moves unseen in a castle full of whispers, where every glance could betray her and every shadow hides a threat. When a shadowed prince of the werewolves returns from distant lands, hearts will ache, loyalties will waver, and a single choice could change everything. In a realm where love is forbidden and danger lurks in every corner, surviving is only the beginning and the most perilous secret may be what lies within the heart.

SYNOPSIS: ILLUSION FORMS — THE SAGA OF HIDDEN IDENTITY "What happens when the Law-Givers themselves are cast into the abyss?" In the primordial void of Shunya Lok, existence was governed by three supreme entities: Celestion, Luminous, and Ether. They were not just rulers; they were the embodiment of Reality. But a catastrophic betrayal shattered the divine realm, forcing these three powers into a cycle of mortal reincarnation. Now, in the shadows of the human world, three strangers are bound by a destiny they don't yet understand: The Silent Observer: A child with eyes like a bottomless void. He survives by wearing a mask of fragile innocence, hiding a "Sigma" soul that trusts no one and manipulates everyone for self-protection. The Magnetic Spark: A boy with defiant eyes and a spark of untamable confidence. Drawn to the others by a pull he cannot explain, he carries within him the remnants of a power that once commanded the stars. The Stern Guardian: A protector who shields his own with a cold, hard shell. He is wary of strangers and guards his secrets with a fierce loyalty. As the ancient seals on their memories crack, the world will learn a terrifying truth. Who are Celestion, Luminous, and Ether? And what happens when they finally remember their names? "A God does not need to remember his name to bring the world to his knees. He only needs to speak."