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"You were never meant to survive. You were meant to conquer." Kaia Ashborne thought she'd hit rock bottom when her fiancé publicly rejected her for her prettier, more "suitable" stepsister—on their mating ceremony day, in front of the entire Nightshade Pack. Stripped of her engagement, her home, and her dignity, the Mixedblood orphan was left with nothing but shame and a one-way ticket to obscurity. Then the summons arrived. Ten women. One Alpha King. A series of deadly trials to choose his Luna. Survival is not guaranteed—failure means execution. The rules are simple: impress the king, outlast your rivals, or die trying. Kaia knows she doesn't belong among the Pureblood princesses and warrior elites competing for the crown. She's a nobody with diluted wolf blood, no family name, and a shattered heart. She's only here because her stepmother entered her name as a cruel joke—a public humiliation designed to destroy whatever dignity she has left. She's supposed to fail. She's supposed to die in the first trial. But Alpha King Daemon Silverclaw can't take his eyes off her. Brutal, scarred, and feared across all territories, Daemon hasn't chosen a mate in ten years—not since his true mate's "death" left him cold and ruthless. He designed these trials to be lethal, expecting to eliminate weaklings and find a politically advantageous Luna. He never expected to feel the mate bond flare to life the moment Kaia stepped into his throne room. The bond he thought died with his mate ten years ago. The bond that marks Kaia as someone impossible. As the trials grow deadlier and rivals are eliminated in blood and betrayal, two mysteries emerge: Why does Kaia's wolf blood react to ancient magic that only responds to royal bloodlines? And why do the mandatory blood tests keep getting "corrupted" before revealing her true lineage? Someone on the king's own council is hiding the truth. Someone wants Kaia dead before she can discover what she really is. Because Kaia wasn't chosen randomly. She wasn't entered as a joke. And she definitely wasn't meant to compete. She was meant to rule—as the last surviving heir of the Moonborn bloodline, the true royal family that was slaughtered in a coup ten years ago. The same coup that "killed" Daemon's mate. The same coup that left a baby princess missing, presumed dead. The mate bond doesn't lie. And Daemon's dead mate is standing right in front of him—grown, furious, and utterly unaware that the Alpha King hunting her heart once swore his life to protect hers. Now Kaia must survive trials designed to kill her, rivals who want her eliminated, and a mate bond with the one man who might have answers about her forgotten past—or who might be the reason it was stolen from her. In this game, failure means death. But winning might cost her everything.

"Who is it this time?” His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share." **** Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate?

In the year 2270, a calamity so appalling stuck Earth. The transformation of the planet alone claimed countless lives but it did end there. When humans thought the end had passed, The Veiled World emerged with its Eight Nether Doctrines. Doctrines of deities who had sentenced entire earth to transmigrate into the Void realm. Arthur Reed an egoistic highschool student becomes a victim of this supernatural predicament, when his entire family loses their lives. Ushered into the apocalypse with nothing but pain, he is tested of his remaining mortality. By accident he is granted a unique potential, one strong enough to lead him to the top, and that is where Arthur is headed. However His growth is not straightforward. It is dangerous, chaotic, and monitored. He conquers lots of beautiful and powerful women as he rises, especially when intimacy becomes both refuge and leverage in a world that offers neither mercy nor safety. Watch as he rises through tribulations, trials and cosmic threats, using malevolent acts to dictate his very fate. By the time Arthur understands the dark version of himself he created, it may already be too late. Creating the ultimate ability which may require him to dismantle everything he believes he understands. Would he rise to defy the eight deities or would he fall due to a harrowing threat. #Villan #Overpowered #R18+ #Harem #Romance #Worldbuilding #Apocalypse #Extreme Action #Cosmic Horror #Undead

The legendary Field Marshal Ferdinand, the Iron Guardian and embodiment of valor, believed his tale ended when he sacrificed himself to repel the final calamity and protect humanity’s last spark of hope. He was no chosen champion of fate — only a man who struck harder and endured longer than anyone else, carrying the burden of the Garden of Eve on his shoulders. "With this... my duty has finally come to an end. O World, my final salutations to you." Yet fate defied him. Instead of death, Ferdinand awakens in the fragile body of a young boy named Kurian. At first, he longs to take life slowly, to savor this second chance in peace. Yet, even when this new world seemed calm, harsh truths came crashing down to remind him that Solaris III is no paradise. Ravaged by the great catastrophe known as The Lament, its laws of nature are fractured, spawning anomalies and granting many the powers of Resonators. But Ferdinand is no Resonator. Though stripped of power, he does not waver. For he has never been a stranger to struggle. If survival demands it, he will once again strike harder, endure longer, and fight more fiercely than anyone else. Because he is not a beginner to this concept. Now bearing the mantle of a mercenary rather than the soldier he once was, Kurian — the Iron Hound — unsheathes his weapon, ready to face the chaos. "Those who rise in the hour of battle, wielding courage over fear, are truly mighty."

The undying battle met its end, and they also met their "plot". A young boy from a certain verse named Haruka Murakami. Who then travels through universes by dying again and again just to get to see one universe where his beloved Yume is alive. But he later on finds his destiny... He meets them, unlocks the crates, the virtues and the sins. Being a hybrid to find the root of it, all of this? Because he loves someone.

In a world ruled by mana, power has a ceiling. Seven beings stand at the absolute peak of existence — the Seven Equals. When they move, continents respond. When they speak, history bends. Razael Albrecht von Aurelion is not one of them. He is four years old. Born into a grand ducal family loyal to the Human Empire, Razael awakens far too early, far too quietly. He does not overflow with power. He does not shine. He does something far more dangerous. He understands. Mana is not light. It is pressure. And pressure can be controlled. While prodigies chase fame and strength, Razael learns deception. While academies teach combat, he studies restraint. To the world, he is gentle, disciplined, forgettable. To those who look too closely, he is unsettling. Behind a perfect facade, a slow brutality takes shape — not fueled by rage, but by logic. This is not the story of a hero who rises. It is the story of a world that fails to notice a threat until it is too late. And when Razael finally approaches the level of the Seven Equals, it will not feel earned. It will feel wrong.

Zaviyar Khan, the ruthless CEO of Khan Global, is losing a corporate war against his family’s multi-generational rivals, the Roys. Desperate to stop the leaks in his US division, he hires a legendary "corporate cleaner"—a cold, ruthless strategist named Anya Sharma. But Anya Sharma is a ghost. In reality, she is Esha Roy, the heiress to the very dynasty Zaviyar is fighting. Her mission is simple: infiltrate his London headquarters, gain his trust, and find the "Black Ledger" that will destroy the Khan legacy forever. As Esha digs deeper, she discovers that Zaviyar is not the unfeeling monster her father painted him to be. He is a damaged king trapped in a glass cage of his own making. As they work together to dismantle their enemies, the line between hate and lust blurs. Now, Esha is holding the knife that could kill him, but she’s no longer sure she wants to strike. When the truth comes out, the fallout won't just destroy a company—it will shatter two hearts.

When Maya witnesses a brutal werewolf murder and is marked for death, the Alpha who should kill her offers a twisted deal instead—become his fake mate to stop a war, or watch her younger brother die. But in a world where wolves can smell lies, how long can she pretend to love a monster?

A novella about the guro history and bullying of Renji Asakawa and revenge also Kaoru Mizuno's girls. author/artist: agent67

In a world where loyalty is currency and love is weakness, Ivy Thorne walks a razor’s edge between survival and revenge. Betrayed by the Council that destroyed her family and hunted by the ghosts of her past, she must lead a fractured pack against impossible odds. But when the ruthless, immortal Executioner Darius Zane steps into her path, the line between enemy and desire blurs—and the very bond she’s sworn to ignore could be the key to victory… or the chain that drags her into darkness. Dangerous, forbidden, and unrelentingly dark, this is a story of war, betrayal, and a love that could burn everything to ashes. “He’s 242 years old, cold, and deadly. She’s 21, bitter, and hunted—but when fate throws them together, forbidden desire ignites a war that could consume them both.”

A psychopath on death row should have met her end… instead, she gets summoned to another world. Dropped into the Artica Continent, she’s hailed as a “savior”—even though she has zero interest in saving anyone. Back on Earth she was an actress, and now she’s been gifted an absurdly broken skill: Deception (SSS+), letting her copy the face and abilities of anyone she sleeps with. To make things worse (or better), the God of Mischief takes a liking to her and hands her a Corrupt System built to reward chaos, lies, and bad decisions. With no morals, no limits, and no interest in being a hero, she has only one goal in this new world: Have fun—no matter who gets hurt.

Sable was never meant to survive. Nineteen years old. Medical school dropout. Living in maintenance tunnels beneath a city that forgot he existed. When the Rain falls and tears reality open, most people pray for Grace—supernatural powers to fight the monsters. Sable gets fifteen seconds. Fifteen seconds to rewind time. Triggered only by regret. Only after he’s already failed. It’s not a gift. It’s a curse that forces him to watch himself die—over and over—until he learns to stop caring. To stop feeling. To become the monster the system thinks he already is. But when a seven-year-old girl’s life depends on him, and an Anointed Knight comes to execute them both, Sable discovers something worse than dying repeatedly: Living with what you become when death stops mattering. A dark progression fantasy about the cost of second chances, the monsters we create when survival requires sacrifice, and a boy learning that some scars never heal—even when time itself rewinds. CONTENT WARNING This story contains: • Graphic violence and death • Morally gray/dark protagonist • Child endangerment situations (not graphic) • Psychological trauma and mental degradation • Dark themes including murder, survival, and moral ambiguity • Time loop mechanics with permanent consequences Recommended for mature readers who enjoy dark progression fantasy with psychological depth.

In a world where Espers are either frontline soldiers or offerings to hold back the Demon King, Valencia is written off as a “useless” F-rank Guide. Hiding in the slums and honoring her mother’s last plea, she conceals a dangerous truth—her Void power—and plans to fade from the world’s sight to live a simple, free life. One chance encounter shatters that plan. Kael, the Duke’s son and an S-rank Light Esper adored by the people, has been unraveling after more than eight years without a Guide. Only Valencia—without either of them realizing it—can anchor him. He’s drawn to her in ways he can’t name. Convinced she’s nothing more than a Guide, his earnest need to keep her close soon proves as perilous as the secret she hides. Forced into a role she never wanted, Valencia must navigate a society that fears her and a Royal Family poised to wipe the slums away. Love is forbidden. Power is a curse. Once the palace learns she is a Void Esper, Valencia must walk a razor’s edge…and prepare to face the Demon King itself.

"I am not a human anymore. I am a machine with a fractured soul and a warranty that expires in fourteen months." In a world broadcasting in High-Definition, I am the only one stuck in static. My lungs are failing, my heart is a rusting valve, and my breath is a mechanical project I can no longer afford. To the doctors, I am a case study. To my classmates, I am a ghost. I was ready to rot in silence—until I met the "The Pest." She is a mute artist who doesn't paint flowers or sunsets. She paints the anatomy of death. She didn't offer me pity; she offered me a seat in her 'Funeral Studio.' To her, my labored breathing isn't a tragedy—it's the perfect background music for her brushes. This is not a story about getting better. This is a story about two broken devices finding a synchronized frequency in the middle of their own destruction. "Listen closely. Can you hear the sound of the world fading away? That’s the melody of the end." "From cold iron, to warm blood, to the whispering wind.

"A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies... The man who never reads only lives once." Lucas Frost was a normal kid, who liked devouring his favorite novel in his free time. Life was ordinarily...extraordinary as he always believed: why settle for one life when a multitude awaits? But, fate is a cruel author. His ordinary life came to an abrupt end. Now, transmigrated in a novel, he once read as a reader. Raviel Thanarion must navigate and survive.... to reach the ending. Because, his story has just started and the scripted narration has ended. ============================ P.S support this lazy ass author. And you might get a cookie.

Mission 1: Destroy the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Starting Item: Original Zombie Virus Serum. Mission 2: Annihilate the world of Naruto. Starting Item: Alien Zerg Egg. Mission 3: Eradicate the DC Comics Universe. Starting Item: Ability Possession Device.

The decision has been made—the Noctusborn has awakened. But the price is only now becoming apparent. As Elandor teeters on the brink of collapse under the weight of this power, every remaining choice becomes a sacrifice. The clock is ticking—and this time, time itself becomes his enemy. (Volume 2 of "The Beast Within" series—a direct sequel to "The Awakening of the Noctusborn") Copyright 2026 JJWaka & Wayne Shao. All rights reserved. This work is protected by copyright. Any reproduction, distribution, translation, adaptation, public performance, or other use—even in part—is prohibited without the express written permission of the authors. Publication of this work is reserved exclusively for the authors—regardless of platform, medium, or format. Any further publication or use by third parties, even for non-commercial purposes, is strictly prohibited. All characters, plot lines, texts, musical compositions, sound recordings, visual elements, and other creative content are the intellectual property of the authors.

She needs stability. He needs a relationship that means nothing. A six-month arrangement. Clear rules. No emotions. But the closer they get, the harder it becomes to pretend. This was supposed to end quietly. It never does.

When I suddenly came to my senses, I found myself remembering the memories and knowledge of my previous life. At the same time, I realized—this is the world of "High School D×D." To make things even stranger, I possess a Sacred Gear that never appeared in the original. Its abilities are slightly different in how they work, but the power it holds... it's something I've definitely seen before.

Enemies To Lovers+ Unfiltered Smut + Billionaire Romance + Strong Female Lead. . . From this: “I’ve slept with every woman in this house. What will it take to get that divorce, Brianna? Do I have to go after your mother next?" To this: “I don’t want anyone if it’s not you, my dear wife.” Brianna thought her nightmare was finally over the night she made her abusive, cheating husband fall to his death. But when he woke up in the hospital, smiling at her with tender eyes and calling her “the most beautiful woman he’s ever met”… she knew something was terribly wrong. This wasn’t the man who humiliated her, mocked her, and destroyed her name. Now, her deadbeat husband has become a possessive, seductive, and obsessed doting stranger—one who claims he’ll cherish her forever. . . [Excerpt] "Wife, your hands are dirty now. Go wash them. I don't want his scent on you." That seemed like a good enough excuse to regain her senses with the timeout. Brianna sighed, already turning to limp, but the grip from the bed suddenly became firmer. She tugged further, but to no avail. Sighing, "Lucian, let go. I need to go to the restroom. I need a moment to... to process this." She tugged her slender wrist again, against his hold, but his fingers were a collar of iron. He didn't even look at the door. His dark, fixated eyes were locked onto the palm Marcus Thorne had just grabbed. Lucian's voice was heavy with the haze of the concussion and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. "No. I don't want you out of my sight. Someone else might... hold your hands again." "I am going five feet away. I'm not a child, and I'm certainly not a prisoner. Now, let go so I can get this… this man's sweat off my skin." "I'll do it," Lucian muttered. However, before Brianna could ask how, he pulled her hand toward his face. Her eyes widened as she realized his intent. "What are you doing, Lucian? Don't you dare—Don't you dare lick my hand!" Brianna flinched violently, dragging her body backward until she was nearly doubled over the edge of the bed, but he was immovable. His concussed brain had simplified the world: Stranger touched Wife. Stranger's scent must be replaced by mine. "Stay still, wife. It'll be quick." "What kind of animal are you—! Lucian, stop! This is unhygienic! It's… it's psychotic!" Brianna turned desperately towards the corner where Marcus Thorne was still standing paralyzed by the sight! "Marcus! Well, don't just stand there! Do something! Help me!" Meanwhile, Marcus Thorne looked like he wanted to jump out of the window! He was watching the President of Better Health, the most powerful man in the city, bring his wife's hand to his mouth with the raw intent of a wolf. Marcus stammered, his hands shaking as he took a frantic step toward the door. "I-I think I'll just... I'll leave the couple to their... their private recovery. Yes. Intimate recovery." "Marcus! Get back here!" Brianna cried out with wide eyes of disbelief. But Marcus refused to look back. He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand, looking as though he'd just witnessed a ritual he wasn't meant to survive, and ran into the hallway. The door clicked shut with a finality that sounded like a prison cell locking. Brianna stared at the wooden door, her mouth agape. "You coward! You—" "Wife, I told you. Stay still." ... From deadbeat to doting, her husband has changed overnight. But if he isn’t the man she married, then something is wrong with her husband! A/N: If you are looking for a story with a cold-blooded yet possessive CEO, a genius female lead who takes matters into her own hands, and a 'he falls first but she falls harder' dynamic with a twist,then this book is for you! This book is participating in the WSA 2026! If you enjoyed the first few chapters, please support me by adding this to your Library, leaving a Review, and voting with your Power Stones and Golden Tickets! Gifts are appreciated too! Your support helps this "Goddess" climb the ranks!