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In a world bound by a fragile treaty, vampire princess Lyra Silvanus has one unbreakable rule: never interact with the wolves. But when a rainy night brings her face-to-face with Kael Shadowbane, the Alpha's amber-eyed heir, she doesn't run. Neither does he. Their meeting should have been a declaration of war. Instead, it unearths a far greater threat: an ancient entity known as The Whisper, which feeds on the hatred between their species. Forced into a fragile alliance to hunt the darkness lurking in Portland's forgotten tunnels, Lyra and Kael discover a connection that defies centuries of enmity. As their forbidden partnership deepens, they realize they are no longer just hunting a monster. They are the living embodiment of a prophecy—one that could either shatter their world forever or finally heal a wound three centuries deep.

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.

The novel is being rewritten and edited. Some old ideas and concepts may change. Please do not read yet. Thank you for your understanding. ---- Lucas has always understood that vampires pose a threat. He, as the youngest alpha of his wolf shifter pack, has received training to hunt and destroy vampires. But fate has a cruel sense of humor—because the moment he locks eyes with a mysterious, jet-black-haired stranger, his entire world shatters. "Get out of here! I will never accept this!" The words sting worse than any wound. His soulmate—the one person in the world meant for him—is a vampire. And he wants nothing to do with Lucas. Now, Lucas is torn. His heart screams at him to chase after the man who walked away, to fight for the bond that could destroy everything he’s ever known. But how can he betray his family, his pack, his entire life for someone who hates him? The pull between them is unbearable. Every second apart feels like a piece of his soul is dying. But if he gives in, the cost could be war. He can’t live with him. He can’t live without him. And time is running out.

For thousands of years, vampires, werewolves and witches have lived in the human world with just but a single dream, to wait for the Anomaly to happen so they could head back home. The human world isn't a home to them. Vampires can't walk under the sun in this world. Werewolves would lose control over the beast within during the night of full moon in this world, and the witches magic is dimming the more they stay in the world. Worse, their lifespan has greatly reduce the more they breath the air of this world. But they don't have to wait anymore. The Anomaly has happened. And now, they just have to find it and open the door that leads back home. But.... Something this powerful. The only key back home, who wouldn't want to have control over it? Who wouldn't want to control all the other races as having the anomaly is like literally having the fates of all the other races to their hands? So, yeah, with the Anomaly awakening, all the three races have to prepare for one finale grand war, unknown to them that their fates lingers in the hands of an innocent boy who doesn't understand the weight of what's within his core.

Aurora Waters was overwhelmed with despair when she faced the truth about her family. She had been born into a family of villains. Even worse, her family had an unhealthy obsession with faking their identities. They took “Fake it till you make it” so seriously that it usually ended with them getting killed! Her oldest brother pretended to be a CEO just to mess with the female lead, but that backfired when the male lead showed up and threw him out. Her second brother? He was an obsessive lover who pretended to be a wealthy second-generation heir—until the real heir ended his life. Her third sister? She faked being an heiress to manipulate the second male lead but ended up being killed by him. Her fourth sister? She faked an illness to attract the third male lead’s attention, only to die from a real one. Her mother? She put on a facade of being a kind and loving mom but ultimately met her end at the hands of the male lead. Her father? He pretended to be a powerful tycoon but lost his job and was drowned by the second male lead. And Aurora? She planned to impersonate the daughter of the richest man alive, but if things went the way they always did in her family, she’d probably meet her end by accidentally falling down the stairs. However, there was one glimmer of hope in this nightmare: she had a 100% rebate system that rewarded her for spending money on her family! [Beep! You bought an eraser worth 1 dollar for your eldest brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] [Beep! You bought a candy worth 1 dollar for your second brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] Aurora’s eyes sparkled as an idea took shape. She began spending on her family like crazy to rake in cash. [Beep! You gave a bun worth 20 dollars to your childhood crush! 100 dollars has been credited to your bank account!] Aurora: …! That’s walking money! What Aurora didn't expect, though, was that she would end up becoming one of the technology big shots herself, in the end.

He opened his eyes after 800 years of silence. The world he knew—gone. The future—unrecognizable. Now stranded in a place called Hero Town, Ron remembers nothing of his past. Yet his gift of adaptation keeps him alive. But fate has other plans. When he crosses paths with the enigmatic Dr. Thomas, everything he thought he knew about himself—and the world—begins to unravel.

Raised by a necromancer with glowing green eyes and a questionable moral compass, Harry grows up mastering the art of death—literally. Horcrux crafting? Check. Conversing with ghosts? Easy. Questionable life choices? Well, he’s pretty sure he turned out alright. The Wizarding World isn’t ready for this version of the Boy Who Lived.

Betrayed by her own blood and forgotten by her kingdom, the Crimson Queen awakens in a world of steel and skyscrapers. Between a ruthless billionaire who wants to protect her and a dark sister who wants her head, a silver moon is rising. The throne was stolen, but the revenge will be eternal."

Asher, a character who has once experienced a traumatic incident, gets reincarnated in a fantasy world, living a new life. That, however, will never change the scars of his past... Here's a longer one: It's a fantasy and the mc was a 21 year old boy who had experienced a kidnapping incident (it became his trauma) and was the son of a scientist, he died on an escorting mission and was reincarnated in a fantasy world as an elf. Then he decides to focus on the vampire bloodline quest. The mc is an anti hero for now, however, he will still feel emotions like guilt and sadness, although only a bit. This will change in the future though (it's part of the plot so I don't wanna spoil). Sorry for the long introduction. But if you're interested, please check it out!

the moon was coming up in the East. flying in the strong without lights.

"What happens when the person you were made for is the one person you were never supposed to want?” Lilith never had a life. She even had to forge her own surname "Schze" at the age of 12, because her parents wanted nothing of themselves attached to her. Until one day. Just one day. When everything was too much, and she could no longer deny the fact that she might just be a witch. "A witch." Lilith fell off a cliff. And instead of fighting death, she didn't. She accepted it. But it never felt like death. It was an Arrival. To the Kingdom of Thaloria, where class rules. Class is law. Your class decides your fate, First Class commands, Middle Class endures, Lower Class is forgotten. Mixing between them? Forbidden. Deadly. Lilith, a girl with no rank, dares to challenge it all. Starting with the vampire who claims to own her. Duke Drazeil. That name alone sends chills down the spine. An ancient vampire known to hate witches to his core. No heart, literally. His chest is empty. And those mismatched eyes miss nothing. What happens when the species he hates most turns out to be his fated mate? What happens when the bond is irreversible? And what happens when his so-called pet refuses to be one, because she was never meant to be anyone's pet, talk less of his? She has that fiery nature. Well, you'll never know until you read. Hold my pretty hands as we explore this novel together. _____________________________ "What the hell do you want from me?" Fear gripped Lilith's face as she stared at the man who had just spent a fortune buying her. "What do I want from you, hmmm." Drazeil asked himself the question sarcastically. "I want nothing more than to kill you, no — torture you, burn you alive... oh." Duke Drazeil grinned as he looked at her with disgust. His hand moved slowly, wrapping around her throat, not choking, just claiming. Like she was already his. "But I can't, and that's the most infuriating part." He whispered slowly into her ear, his fangs grazing her neck. Lilith laughed. Not a happy laugh, a short, breathless, disbelieving one. "Funny." She breathed. "Because there's nothing I'd love more than to drive a stake through your heart right now." The Duke pulled back slowly and stared at her. Then he smirked. Mildly amused. "You're welcome to try, but, You'll need something far stronger than a stake to kill me." Then without another word he clasped something cold around her throat, a Moonstone Crimson Red Pendant, a Dragon bound in chains. "Consider that your leash, little witch." Lilith's fingers touched the pendant slowly. She looked down at it, then back up at him. A cold smile on her face despite the fear coursing through her. "Seems I'm not the only one in chains." The Duke's smirk faltered. Just for a second. Then he smiled. Slow. Wide. The kind of creepy smile that had nothing warm in it. The sight of his smile was really terrifying. Lilith swallowed hard.

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

“This is a slow-burn dark romance. The love you’re waiting for will hurt before it heals.” In a house where power decides who survives, I learned early that love was never part of the rules. Then she arrived. The woman my father brought home. Beautiful. Unreachable. Wrong in ways I couldn’t explain. I was not supposed to look at her. I was not supposed to notice her. But the house noticed us first. And it never forgives what it sees. I told myself it was nothing—until nothing started watching me back. .

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

For centuries, the night creatures hunted the sea’s children. Vampires were the first to discover mermaids, and once their blood touched a vampire’s tongue, obsession followed. They drained the mermaids dry, their tears crystallizing into precious pearls, their flesh claimed by werewolves to control their transformations, and their bones taken by witches for powerful, permanent spells. In this world, a mermaid is more than a being—she is a source. Now, the hunted are striking back. The mermaids rise against the vampires who began it all. But when fate pushes a young mermaid into the path of a vampire prince, the line between enemy and ally begins to blur. As centuries of revenge ignite a war, love blooms in the unlikeliest of places. In a world drowning in blood and betrayal, can love stop a war centuries in the making… or will it only hasten their destruction?

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.

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.

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…

*NO RAPE* ~A wealthy widow who dislikes physical intimacy. A mysterious duke who only appears in the dark~ Laila is a widow with a target on her back. Her husband left a fortune, but in a world ruled by men, wealth without a protector is a death sentence. To secure her inheritance and protect her young ward, Daisy, she needs a husband who is powerful and most importantly absent. Enter the Duke Of Gaston, Augustine Ashborne. A man whispered about in the darkest corners of the ton. He agrees to her business arrangement, but with three terrifying conditions: >He will only visit at night. >She must never look at his face in the light. >And the ‘no intimacy’, clause she begged for? Pushed aside like a thin veil. As Laila surrender to his cold touch, she realizes she wasn’t just married to a protector but a monster she has invited into her bed. (DISCLAIMER: COVER ART NOT MINE)

DISCLAIMER I do not own Harry Potter or any of its characters, settings, or original concepts. All rights belong to J.K. Rowling and the respective rights holders. This work is a nonprofit fanfiction created for entertainment purposes only. No copyright infringement is intended. NOTICE I'll be posting all chapters edited and unedited up on here from Wattpad. All chapters needing a serious rework will have the (*) mark on the chapter headings, so read it with a grain of salt knowing I might change for plot convenience. WARNING I am extremely slow when it comes to writing. Expect at least a month in between each chapter. You have been warned. SUMMARY Amid the stench of London's polluted skies, among monsters cloaked in human flesh, a young boy witnessed something miraculous—a light that pierced the darkness and led him into a world never meant for the likes of him. A trespasser, perhaps. Yet even as his body crumbles to ash, he will keep chasing that light.