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Between Empires and Our Echoes: Her Majesty's Revenge

    When her father, emperor Baron Reyes, gets murdered by an unknown killer, Zeya Reyes, his outlawed daughter, was immediately set to be the next heir to the throne as the Empress of Stygia, the land of everlasting shadows. Once back in her home nation, Zeya finally sees with her own eyes of the terror this monster has caused and sets out to put an end to it as her last promise to her late father. In order to do this however, Zeya has no choice but to rekindle her relationship with a particular Kaxarene named Varen Edevane, the infamous emperor of Stygia's neighboring nation, Exousia, known for his ruthlessness both on and off the battlefield.     However, as much as is it against the princess's wishes, Varen too needs her help to resolve the same issue happening in his own empire, with countless innocent people unjustly murdered by the very same monster responsible for Baron's death.     As the mayhem caused by this mysterious creature continue to grow larger, Zeya and Varen have no choice but to set aside their differences and work together to bring back the peace their nations fought so hard to keep after the war. Throughout their journey, ancient and uncovered secrets will reveal itself as the pair band together to defeat their common enemy, causing massive shifts in their perspectives of one another. Can love between these two individuals be rekindled even after the hurt, loss, and betrayal they've caused one another? Will they be able to put an end to this monster's wrath successfully, or will their lengthy past be too compelling of an obstacle to do so?
_waffleman_man_720 · 184.1k Views

STUCK WITH THE MAFIA KING

What happens when you're the most precious daughter of a Mafia kingpin one moment, and the next, you find yourself in an underworld black market, about to be auctioned off like cattle to a bunch of dangerous Dons like your father? This was the situation Lucrezia found herself. Born in a crime world that was against her personal values, she finds herself learning to accept things she never believed would be normal for her. By day, she was a surgeon, saving lives with good hands and a disciplined heart but by night, she was the daughter of the most feared Mafia Don in Montoverra, a city ruled by violence and blood-stained power. However, everything shatters the night her father is executed in their mansion. The Alexandro estate is betrayed and destroyed, sending the underworld into chaos and being the only child of the mafia king, Lucrezia is captured. When she wakes up, she finds herself in the black market her father once controlled, thrown onto an auction stage like property. Just when she is almost sold to an old man thrice her age, "Two hundred million dollars!" Someone bids an outrageously high price for her, breaking the black market's records. She barely sees the buyer right there, only a pair of dark eyes trained on her and she is quickly brought to a mansion, twice the size of her father's estate. No one in Montoverra had an estate bigger than her father's so who was this mysterious man? She had expected torture, degradation and death but Instead, she finds something worse. Her captor is Maverick Vale—the new Don and godfather of the criminal world… But also the boy her father once adopted...only he no longer served her– he owned her. Now trapped inside the enemy’s mansion, Lucrezia must survive the man who bought her while uncovering the truth behind her father’s assassination. Because in this world, love is a weakness… And the most dangerous thing a Don can desire… Is the daughter of a past mafia king, whose blood lies in his hands.
Miles_Millian · 16.1k Views

Ruinous Love

**WARNING** This story contains scenes of extreme physical violence and psychological breakdown. Reader discretion is advised. The groom walked heavily across the veranda floor. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hàn Yuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress was visible in the dark room, lit only by the candle. Her eyes were full of sadness; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hàn Yuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that… the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exciting night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hàn Yuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The quiet room was suddenly broken by the loud sound of wood breaking. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hàn Yuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hàn Yuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. While drops of dark blood had splashed onto Hàn Yuè's skirt, she let out a loud, and piercing scream. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼), desperately enamoured with the noblewoman Hàn Yuè, finds his path to union thwarted by formidable political constraints. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a dangerous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.
Pouria_Zarrinpar · 27.3k Views

The Return of the Fallen Luna: Rise of the Heiress

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] **** “Nathan…” Maddison murmured sweetly, her voice soft, almost playful. “Ashley’s been clinging to you over that mating ceremony lately… doesn’t it exhaust you?” “Baby…” Nathan’s voice dropped, low and rough, laced with disdain. “Let’s not waste our time talking about someone so irrelevant while we’re enjoying ourselves.” A cold smirk tugged at his lips. “You know those promises I made to her meant nothing.” His tone turned darker, almost amused. “I said them just to watch her hope… just so I could rip it away from her tomorrow.” His gaze hardened. “I want her to stand there and watch it happen—watch with her own eyes who would become my Luna.” His hand slid around Maddison’s waist, pulling her firmly against him, possessive and certain. “It was always you. Only you.” A flicker of anger crossed his face, sharp and unforgiving. “I’ll make her regret the day she was born. If that disgusting woman she calls a mother hadn’t switched you at the hospital, none of this would’ve happened. You—the true Alpha’s daughter—wouldn’t have wasted eighteen years suffering while that impostor lived in your place.” He let out a quiet scoff, thick with contempt. “If things had been right from the start, you would’ve grown up beside me… as my future bride.” Nathan brushed Maddison’s hair aside, his voice dropping into something darker, colder. “All we’re doing now… is correcting a mistake.” His lips curved faintly. “She can drown in her misery while the entire pack turns its back on her…” His grip on Maddison tightened slightly. “…and you take the place that’s always been yours.” *** After Ashley was exposed as the fake Alpha’s daughter, her world collapsed overnight. The people who once adored her turned cold, one by one—including Nathan, her childhood sweetheart and fiancé. He didn’t just abandon her; he played along, pretending to go through with the mating ceremony, only to use it as a stage to humiliate her and publicly claim Maddison—the true Alpha’s daughter—as his mate. It was his way of proving that without her title, Ashley was nothing. They expected her to stay. To bow her head, accept the blame, and atone for a “sin” that was never hers. But they forgot how far they had pushed her. After enduring Maddison’s cruelty and torture, Ashley chose to run. She left everything behind and, in time, found someone else—someone far removed from the life that had broken her. By the time Nathan realized the truth of his own feelings, that it had always been Ashley, it was already too late. She had entered a contract marriage with the Monster Duke, and he even took part in sending her to someone else's bed. Nathan thought she would regret it. Thought she would come back. But he was wrong, and regret drowned him. Now, he wanted her back and would do anything to make it happen, but would Ashley's husband allow it?
GoddessKM · 9.7k Views

Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Arctic – ASOIAF/GOT GOT

Jon Snow, a boy destined for a life of contempt by almost everyone around him, but a divine intervention can change everything. The boy who will pave the way to build the most powerful nation in the world. I crafted this story with a focus on the creation of a kingdom, battles, economy, navigation, and exploration of the entire universe of Planetos, with a central character in mind. Am I wealthy? The Stormlands, Dorne, the Reach, and the Westerlands all want to establish trade agreements with me. And the East? I have trade agreements with Braavos, Pentos, Myr, Tyrosh, Lys, and Volantis. I can negotiate with everyone in Essos, except in the Slaver's Bay after I stole 100,000 chained men from them. So, do you have enemies in Essos? About that? I indeed have quite a few. I started by stealing slaves from them, then raised a khalasar and began a bloodbath in the Dothraki Sea for fun. I was even named a Khal in Vaes Dothrak. Not to mention, the last time I went to Essos, I toppled the Titan's statue in Braavos. They wanted to stop me from destroying the House of Black and White. That day wasn't very pleasant for the Braavosi. Wow, and the kingdoms below the Wall? The Wall? It no longer exists; I brought it down a while ago. I took the North as part of my kingdom and left the South of the Neck to the Southerners. They tried to reclaim the kingdom, but now the Southerners tremble when they feel my armies on their lands. I've personally killed one or two of their kings. Really? Yes, ask what's left of Oldtown. I would answer, it turned to ashes. Lannisport? I burned it. Casterly Rock? It's at the bottom of the sea. The Twins? I blew up the entire place. King's Landing? The city is standing, but the Red Keep is history. -------------------------------------------- This Fanfic's Schedule for the week, updates on: Sunday, Tuesday and Friday. ---------------------------------------------- With gratitude and enthusiasm, Raccoon! And your raccoon welcomes you to the Raccoon League! An exploration across different universes, be prepared for adventure! With over 1 million words published! ---- Current explorations: One Piece: I am a Different Luffy! (7 Chapters/Week) Danmachi: Infinite Mana System! (3 Chapters/Week) Game of Thrones: The Legend of Jon Artica! (3 Chapters/Week) Naruto: Light Ninja! (3 Chapters/Week) Naruto: Minato Namikase SI! (3 Chapters/Week) The Witcher: As Uchiha Madara! (3 Chapters/Week) HP: Shadow Monarch! (3 Chapters/Week) Game of Thrones: DragonBorn! (1 Chapter/Week) ---- Explore the Unexplored! Become an exclusive supporter on Patreon and unlock advanced chapters -> RaccoonLeague | Patreon https://www.patreon.com/RaccoonLeague
RaccoonLeague · 7.5m Views

The Fury Of Yagurah

In the ancient world of Nophilis, where kingdoms rise on steel and fall in fire, strength is the only law that holds meaning. Clans rule the continents like living empires—each with their own martial traditions, sacred blades, and brutal codes of honor. Among them, none were feared or respected more than the Yagurah, the shadow-forged swordsmen whose discipline shaped centuries of warfare. But in one night of treachery and bloodshed, the Yagurah are wiped from existence. At just seven years old, Aldrich Yagurah watches the rival clans Varkonn and Saelari slaughter his entire family—his father, mother, and older sister—leaving him alive only to break him. Instead, their cruelty forges something far more dangerous. In the ashes of his home, clinging to the legendary sword his father created, Aldrich swears an oath of vengeance so fierce it shakes the night itself. Saved only by Eldran “Iron Spine” Yagurah, the clan’s last surviving elder—an aging warrior who lost his right arm protecting the gate—Aldrich is taken deep into Hollowdene Forest, a lawless, monstrous territory where dragons, ogres, griffins, crocotta packs, and other medieval beasts roam freely. There, in the heart of danger, a new legacy begins. Eldran builds a home in the center of the wilds and begins to forge Aldrich the same way Yagurah blades were forged for generations: through pressure, pain, and relentless discipline. With no magic and no divine gifts—only swordsmanship, martial arts, raw will, and human strength—Aldrich endures brutal training, hunts beasts that could crush kingdoms, and grows stronger with each scar. But vengeance is not simply killing his clan’s enemies. To uphold his oath, Aldrich must rise above them— outthink the Saelari, outlast the Varkonn, and surpass even the ancient warriors whose blood he carries. From the ashes of the fallen Yagurah, a new storm is coming. A storm that kneels before no king. A storm born from grief, raised by fire, and sharpened by monsters. His name is Aldrich Yagurah— and the world of Nophilis will soon know the fury he carries.
TajayReid · 31.1k Views

The Sovereign Of Black Light

On Earth-10, a world ten times larger than our own, survival is no longer guaranteed. Monsters pour from portals known as Dungeons, each one a domain of gods, horrors, and impossible power. Humanity’s only hope lies in the Awakened — chosen individuals who gain blessings and classes from the divine. Warriors, Mages, Priests, Assassins… all destined to grow, evolve, and one day become legends. But Ashura Bellet was not chosen. While his peers gained power and glory, Ashura was left with nothing — no blessing, no class, no future. Mocked by healers, nearly killed by a slime, burdened with his mother’s illness and the weight of supporting his younger sister, he lived as a mercenary scraping coin and bleeding in every raid. Weak, timid, and hesitant… until the day everything changed. A raid gone wrong. A dungeon no one had ever seen before. A place where purple lightning fell endlessly from the heavens, erasing even the strongest Awakened in an instant. Ashura should have died with the rest. Instead, the lightning struck him again and again — burning his body, breaking his mind — until it carved something new into his very soul. He awakened not to a blessing, but to something outside the system. An Unknown Class, forged by the storm itself. When Ashura emerged from the dungeon, he was no longer the timid mercenary everyone mocked. His hair turned white, his eyes burned with arrogance, and his body radiated the storm’s power. With a black blade in one hand and purple lightning crackling in the other, he had only one rule now: “I don’t underestimate. I don’t forgive. And I don’t stop.” Enemies see him as a monster. Allies see him as a madman who poses with no one watching, flexing his aura as though mocking the world itself. But behind the arrogance lies a ruthless killer, a cunning survivor, and a power that should never have existed. Because Ashura’s lightning isn’t from any god. It belongs to something older. Something forgotten. Something that wants him to burn the world.
TajayReid · 140.6k Views