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A Wolf's Howl, A Fairy's Wing

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.)
FrostyPaws · 1.1m Views

My Chrononaut System

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
AlphaDivivine · 15.6k Views

The Demon of The North

As an illegitimate daughter of the late Count Rotschild, Vivianne's life has been a living hell since her father's death from the accident, along with her mother. Forced to live as a servant in the Rothschild mansion, Vivianne's fortunes take an even darker turn when her powerful stepbrother, the current Count, arranges for her to marry the tyrannical emperor, Dietrich Erengrad. However, Dietrich rejects Vivianne as his mate due to her unique pheromones, which continue to attract other alpha werewolves even after he marks her. Tossed aside without protection, Vivianne becomes trapped in a nightmare, unable to control her own heats as she is mocked, used, and treated as a mere lust object by the lustful alpha wolves of the imperial palace. After enduring three years of this living hell, Vivianne sees no other choice but to take her life. In her final act, she curses those who have abused her, praying that if she is ever given another chance at life, her tormentors will experience an even worse fate. Miraculously, the gods hear Vivianne's plea and grant her a second chance, sending her back in time three months before her horrific ordeal began. Now, Vivianne is determined to escape this cruel destiny by any means necessary, no matter the cost. And to save her life this time, she turned into the famous Grand Duke of the North, the one people called a monster. Roxanne de Borgia is an alpha female with a powerful lineage from the werewolf royal family and the strongest demon king of the demon race.
ToriAnne · 224.7k Views

Mated to one, fated to the other

It had to be a mistake. To be mated to both Dylan, and his Alpha twin brother, Declan, who, for reasons I didn't know, and didn't care about, had only stopped treating me like an animal. Accepting the mate bond means becoming the Luna of TwinMoon pack, and being the Luna of TwinMoon pack means taking out my revenge on everyone that has ever hurt me. I wanted that more than I hated to be mated to Declan. But there are prices to pay—prices that feels unworthy. Prices that questions my entire existence. Prices that questions my innocence. While they may think I am mated to the twin Alphas, I will be the Luna who seeks revenge. ******** “All the hurt I caused you was only because I loved you.” Those words meant nothing to Avira— not after everything he put her through. Wrongly accused and condemned to death by the Devouring Hunt, Avira’s fate should have ended within the Moonfire Pack. Instead, it becomes her escape. Saved by Dylan, a mysterious stranger with no ties to Moonfire, Avira is taken to TwinMoon Pack—only to come face-to-face with his identical twin. A man who despises her. A man who would do anything to make her suffer. But fate is cruel. Avira is mated to both twins— Dylan, the one she loves, and Declan, the one she swore she would never forgive. She can’t reject one and accept the other without destroying everything, and the bond drags her to the edge of heartbreak, hatred, and desire. As buried secrets unravel, Avira discovers her suffering was never random. Her survival was never luck. And her existence was never ordinary. –––– Adult contents including smut ! violence ! forced intimacy! Readers Beware!
Tonia21 · 41.4k Views

Daughter of oblivion: Claimed by four alpha(s)

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
Thaymi · 172.7k Views