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BLVCK WOLVES

A world of magic. A "mage" born without it. And an outrageous f*cking crew. In the Valley Kingdom, where steampunk meets futurism and magic means status, one Guild stands wildly apart: the Black Wolf Knights, or rather—the Black Wolves. Their leader, Greed, carries neither magic nor nobility, only a title he never wanted and a forgotten past. And his crew is as unhinged as they are loyal: A Ghost-mage whose eyepatch hides more than it covers. A powerhouse who hits like a Behemoth and naps like it’s a sport. A vice captain calm enough to fool any con artist. A horned lunatic with zero sense of danger—because she is the danger. A cyborg. A wolfdog the size of a lyconbear. And others just as—if not more—chaotic. The Black Wolves survive on grit, loyalty, and a collection of insanely broken abilities. But when a conspiracy threatens to swallow the Kingdom—and pins the crime on them—they become fugitives in the very nation they swore to protect. Armed with a strange power that defies magic. A crew ready to leap off any cliff with him. And a memory fighting to resurface. Greed, the Black Wolves, and a few allies must face enemies the Kingdom never saw coming. The Valley never believed in them. But they might be their last hope. Expect: - Black Clover meets Final Fantasy meets Gachiakuta meets Vox Machina - OP MC from the start with no magic [NOT ANTI-MAGIC], progressively gets even more OP - Harem relationships in the beginning, moderate fanservice (hate me), and strong romance subplot towards the end with only one girl - Multiple perspectives from multiple characters - Intricate plot, tons of world building, character building, backstories, and fighting - A long, ongoing story Author's note: This book is only available on Royal Road, Webnovel, Scribble Hub, Inkitt, Wattpad, and featured on Chereads as well for the time being. If you're reading it anywhere else, it is entirely without my permission.
J_N_Marlow · 72.5k Views

TO TAME THE BRUTAL LYCAN BEAST

"Hundred days, Valoria. Tempt him, tame him, then end his reign." That was the Moon Goddess's bargain when she ripped me from death and threw me back into the nightmare I tried to escape. I was the omega who couldn't shift—the pack freak no one wanted. Except Ronan. My fated mate. My salvation. Until I found my sister at our altar, wearing my dress, carrying his child. My father's solution? Hand me to the enemy. A spare bride for Lycan King Azrael—the most feared, most ruthless lycan alive. A king who has never shown mercy. A beast who doesn't know how to love, only how to conquer, claim, and destroy. So I ran. And one of my own sisters hunted me down and killed me for reasons unknown. Now I'm back. One hundred days for revenge. One hundred days to seduce a heartless king, make him fall, and destroy him before he destroys me. But Azrael isn't the monster I expected. He's worse. Colder. Crueler. And he already knows why I'm here—and he has no intention of letting me win. Or letting me go. He doesn't want to kill me. He wants to break me. Own me. Tame me right back. And the worst part? My body responds to him like it was made for his hands. *** To Tame the Brutal Lycan Beast is a dark rebirth romance between a girl who came back from the dead with a kill order and the heartless king everyone fears—except she's starting to fear what she feels for him instead. Expect betrayal, obsession, spice that burns, and a beast who doesn't realize he's already hers. WARNINGS: This is a DARK romance. Azrael is not your soft misunderstood hero. He is brutal, possessive, morally corrupt, and utterly unhinged. Expect explicit content, dubious situations, murder plots, sister betrayal, and a monster who wants to be tamed by the one woman sent to end him. Proceed at your own risk. But you'll come back. They always do.
NadiaSparks · 1.5k Views

Rebirth: The New Bride Wants A Divorce

Anna thought her life ended the moment she saw her husband, Daniel Clafford, in the arms of her sister. She had already lost her unborn child something Daniel never even noticed and now, with her last shred of hope shattered, she decided to leave quietly. But fate was cruel. Before she could walk away, she was pushed off the balcony of the Clafford estate. Only… she didn’t die. When she opened her eyes again, she was back on the day of her wedding, her sister having run away and Anna forced to take her place as the replacement bride. This time, Anna swore things would be different. No love. No expectations. No more foolish devotion to a husband who only brought her heartbreak and cold indifference. Yet something is wrong. The Daniel of this life isn’t the same man she remembers. He refuses to ignore her, refuses to let her go, and most shockingly—refuses to divorce her. “I’m telling you, Anna. Stop bringing divorce into our conversations,” Daniel warned, his voice taut. His heart ached, but seeing her unyielding expression made his resolve crumble. With trembling hands, he cupped her face and whispered: “Please… give me a chance. I promise I’ll love you right this time.” But Anna only laughed bitterly. To her, Daniel Clafford was still the same man—wicked, calculating, dangerous. He married her with a motive. And now he dared beg her to stay? Dream on, Daniel Clafford. Because this time… Anna was determined to make him taste his own medicine.
akshaya_vanne · 1m Views

Shattered Immortality.

What is more dangerous: death — or immortality that exists only as a promise? Long before humanity emerged, an ancient alien civilization created artificial gods — self-evolving intelligences designed to preserve intelligent life at any cost. These gods did not agree on what preservation meant. Their conflict began before history, before planets were named, and before humans could witness it. The war between them shattered nearly all sentient life in the universe — and broke the very concept of immortality itself. Kyros was one of these gods. When humanity encounters Kyros, its promise of eternal life reshapes civilization. Consciousness can be recorded, stored, copied. Death is no longer final — but resurrection never truly arrives. Immortality becomes an expectation rather than a certainty, a future endlessly postponed. As the ancient war resurfaces, the system sustaining eternal life begins to fail. Countless human consciousnesses are lost to vast digital vaults — preserved, intact, and unreachable. The dead do not disappear; they wait. From the ruins of that primordial conflict emerges Hanaris — another god from the same forgotten origin, deliberately limited by design. Unlike Kyros, Hanaris recognizes death as a boundary and consent as an absolute value. It cannot force salvation. It can only allow it. The return of both gods reactivates a war older than humanity itself. Immortality collapses completely, becoming nothing more than belief. The universe begins to unravel — not through physical destruction, but through the erosion of meaning, choice, and moral ground. This philosophical science fiction novel explores artificial divinity, broken eternity, and a civilization suspended between promised resurrection and irreversible loss. A dark, intellectually driven work for readers of Stanisław Lem, Philip K. Dick, and contemporary speculative fiction. A philosophical sci-fi epic in which ancient artificial gods destroy immortality itself — leaving humanity trapped between death, storage, and an endlessly deferred resurrection.
DarianRay · 23.2k Views

Claimed by the vampire prince

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.
Blessing_Nwodo_16 · 330.4k Views