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Eve never believed in fate...until three ruthless alphas claimed her as theirs. Desperate to save her dying mother, Eve works as a masked dancer at Eclipse, the city's most exclusive club, where anonymity is her only protection. When the infamous Blackwood triplets—Damian, Damon, and Silas, offer her an obscene amount of money for a six-month exclusive contract, she accepts despite the terrifying rumors. Girls whisper about their brutality, their insatiable appetites, and the way they share everything... including women. The first night, Eve discovers the rumors don't do them justice. Damian commands her body with cold precision, every touch calculated to break down her defenses. Damon's dangerous playfulness pushes her past limits she didn't know she had, making her crave the edge of fear and pleasure. Silas watches with obsessive intensity, learning every tremor and gasp, demanding complete psychological surrender. Together, they overwhelm her....three predators claiming their prey in the most primal way possible. But something is different about Eve. While other women break under the brothers' dark desires, she endures. She matches their intensity, craves their brutality, returns night after night hungry for more. They're possessive in ways that should terrify her, marking her body as their territory, but her skin burns hotter under their hands than it ever has before. The brothers don't understand why they can't stay away from her. Why her scent drives them to the edge of madness. Why the mate bond...something they never believed they'd find...pulls them to this masked human with increasing, undeniable force. Then Eve's body begins to change. After three days without them, she collapses, her body shutting down from a hunger no food can satisfy. When Damian touches her fevered skin, her eyes glow amber and an ancient binding spell shatters. The truth explodes between them in a wave of desperate, consuming need: Eve isn't human. She's a succubi—a creature who feeds on sexual energy to survive. And they are her fated mates. Suddenly, Eve's nightly visits become her lifeline. She needs them...needs their touch, their dominance, their insatiable desire....or she'll die. A dark paranormal romance of fated mates, brutal alphas, and a queen who was born to rule them all.

Fueled by a hatred and thirst for power and revenge he cannot explain, JÜRGEN claws his way through pain, battle, and betrayal, seeking power above all else. Every strike, every sacrifice, every bond is a step toward revenge,but what revenge? against who? the world? or is it something else? what happens when he becomes the strongest, when his thirst is finally sated… what remains of the boy he once was?

Somewhere between the final heartbeat and what comes next lies a final battle. It is neither heaven nor hell. It has no kind guardians nor eternal fire. It has entities that tally those who fall there like entries in a ledger, worlds built by broken minds, and paths that exist only for those who still have unfinished business. The Seventh Day Restaurant lies at the end of all those paths. They serve the dish you miss the most. Time neither moves forward nor backward inside. And no one arrives by accident. Five stories. Five different debts to existence. A child searching for something he forgot. A trans woman fighting tooth and nail for her love. Two enemies so ancient that the world that saw them born no longer exists, yet they remain. A man on a battlefield who fights without rest. A prince, driven by empathy, who channels his meager strength into rebellion. All of them fight to keep God dead.

After a catastrophic event known as the Storm, humanity gained the ability to level up and fight back against the monsters that now plague the world. For some, it was a second chance but for Aken Ezomo,, it was a sentence. Permanently bound to Level 1 by a Unique Trait known as the Level 1 Curse, Aken exists at the very bottom of a society where strength determines value. But his curse is not what it seems. Unlike others, Aken does not grow through levels— He evolves through cursed energy, battle, and survival. As abnormal dungeons begin to appear and monsters display impossible intelligence, Aken is drawn into a hidden conflict far beyond the system’s design. A conflict that may reveal the truth behind the Storm… The system itself, and the terrifying role he was never meant to play.

"And why would you do that?" Sheba's voice trembled, anxiety shadowing her features as she observed Elisha's perilous state. "I did it all because I love you, yes, Sheba, I love you more than life itself," Elisha declared, sealing her words with a desperate kiss. But just as their lips met, a thunderous roar shattered the air. "Nooooo!" a voice bellowed, and an explosive force hurled them apart, sending their bodies crashing against opposite walls. "Not in this world, Elisha," the voice seethed, dripping with fury. Elisha's heart raced as she lifted her gaze, dread pooling in her stomach. There stood the devil himself—*Lucifer*. *REINCARNATED!!* Once an enchantress of unparalleled power, Sheba was reborn with one burning desire: to vanquish her most dreaded foe—*her sister* (Moist). In her past life, her ambitions crumbled as she was ensnared within a potent ancient artifact. Now, she yearns for vengeance and seeks to reclaim her rightful place, ready to unleash her darkness upon all of Cullen and engulf the world in chaos. But entwined in this treacherous web is was the devil himself. He covets her fiercely, yet her thirst for domination sets them on a collision course of rivalry and desire. Their tumultuous past has transformed into a dangerous present where they are both adversaries and reluctant mates. How will their fates intertwine? Dive into this spellbinding fantasy where sorcery collides with insatiable hunger for power, dominion, and a love that challenges the very fabric of existence!

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

A deadly hunt. A sick child. A holy city. Every year 'The Holy Sea Church' sponsors a hunt. Stories tell of the hunt having a low survival rate and a great evil that haunts it. Those who survive the hunt are said to receive an untold amount of money from the church. Ezra has heard these tales and will do anything to obtain the money. His wife is home with his sick daughter. They need the money. Will Ezra be able to survive the hunt or will he be another casualty prayed for by the church?

Her blood was liquid gold. The moment it hit the basin, an urge to mate slammed into Dexmon, obliterating any concern for timing, place, or consequence. His heart thundered, caught somewhere between hunger and outright panic. His wolf surged. Aegon: Mate her. Mate her again. Mark her. In that order. Dexmon: Absolutely the fuck not.   ________________________ [Synopsis] Two Alphas. One impossible choice. A stranger saves Serena's life, and she returns the favor without knowing he's the Crown Prince of Drakenfell. Mate. He knows instantly. She has no idea. After a year in silver chains, her wolf is dead. At least, that's what she believes. But Dexmon is already betrothed to a princess who will murder to keep him. So he stays silent. Fin Shadowclaw, the youngest Alpha King in Skardos, can't take his eyes off her either. His wolf also says 'Mate' and he has no intention of walking away. Serena remains unaware, until someone tries to kill her. Fin catches it in time, and is forced to mark her to save her life. Right when his fangs are deep and Alpha venom flowing, a black wolf slams into him. He's knocked back, and watches as the wolf's fangs bite right over his mark. Serena wakes up to a fuming Alpha Prince, ready to re-mark his territory as many times as it takes. And a possessive Alpha King who's already decided nothing will pull her away from him. Two marks. One girl. And a war that has nothing to do with territory. Love triangles don't usually involve mass murder. ________________________ Content Warning: This novel contains dark themes, dubcon, abuse, SMUT, explicit scenes, and morally gray characters. Reader discretion advised.  Tags: fated mate, war, royal family, betrayal, shifter, queen, underestimated, alpha king, luna Discord: https://discord.gg/JR2yGgKNq8

Nine years ago, Tommy and his family vanished into the federal witness protection program after testifying against one of the most ruthless mob families in the country. New names, new town, new lives — all built on fear and the hope that the past would never find them. But the past has a long memory. Tommy’s son, Timmy, once a terrified child forced into hiding, is now a young man haunted by the life he lost. Tired of running, tired of watching his family crumble under the weight of secrets and fear, he makes a reckless decision: he’s going back. Back to the city they fled. Back to the men who destroyed their lives. Back to finish what his father started.

Traveling to a world where ghost stories and abnormal creatures are rampant, Serie not only becomes a beautiful, fragile, and sickly girl like a porcelain doll, but is also taken in by the salvation organization as an S-level abnormal creature and imprisoned in a steel fortress in the deep sea. But Serie didn't care, because she found that as long as she closed her eyes, those witches condensed by fear, desire and power would open their demon eyes on the other side of the world. They were walking taboos and also puppets dancing on Serie's fingertips. Each witch has a completely different form and ability. Complete tasks, light up the skill tree, and continuously upgrade and evolve. Beautiful and powerful S-class witches appeared one after another like mushrooms after rain—— "The Witch of Pleasure plunges New York into a lewd abyss?" "The Dread Devourer ate the Golden Gate Bridge clean?" "The Slaughter Witch rules the battlefield, weaving nightmares for her enemies with threads of blood?" "The ruling witch made the organization's top executives betray her and become her loyal servants?" Alarms on the radio sounded one after another, and the employees were talking about Serie's trumpet, some with fear, some with admiration, and some with vigilance, but they would never know that the culprit of all this was that useless and cute girl who was tied with chains and restraints and did nothing every day except act coquettishly and wait for food. Serie said nothing, just buried her face in the pillow and continued to play the simulation game: "Let's open a new account... I want to try a different evolution path this time."

In the farthest corners of the abyss. The first beast formed, and this beast seeks out mighty warriors to join him.

Neo Illyad, Heir to a long line legacy of Creators the 21st Creator in the history of the universe steps into the world of Zekaa, driven by hatred and the need to save his only family in a universe ruled by Relics, Empires and war. He steps into this battlefield with Nothing but his goals in his vision. This war might not be mine but I'm not losing.

Starcrash Signature The Starcrash Signature is a unique, multidimensional entity described as a song, spell, machine, curse, and living creature simultaneously. It exists "between the cracks in reality" and embodies a journey of transformation, cooperation, and self-exploration. The narrative portrays it as a bridge to a "perfect story," representing both personal and cosmic change, and emphasizes communication, trust, and mutual agreement among those interacting with it. The entity is often depicted as sentient, mutable, and capable of influencing multiple realities, with a complex interplay of magical and metaphysical properties. The story explores themes such as: Identity and self-discovery Interconnectedness of beings and universes The consequences of choices and wishes The tension between freedom and responsibility The Starcrash Signature is central to a narrative that blends cosmic fantasy, metaphysical speculation, and personal struggle, often described through poetic and abstract language that conveys its otherworldly nature.

In the year marked as the dawn of the gods, ethereal beings with skin that glowed like pale moonlight descended into Eldoria. They called themselves Vanynars, a race of beings with unfathomable beauty and power that negated the basic principle of the world, mana. They possessed a deeper connection to the natural affinities of the world, powers that couldn't be comprehended without the possession of mana. And yet… they did, despite their lack of it. The humans worshipped them, saw them as divine, and looked up to them as a guiding light. Many became a part of their systems, authoritative figures at the highest level of a political system. To follow them was to gain salvation. Or so they believed. But with them… came the Curses. A vile race of atrocities that descended at the same time as the ‘gods’. They were cruel and abominable, bloodlusted creatures with human appearance. To the humans, they were the darkness. A bloody war was fought, lives were lost, and the curses… they fell. Or at least, that was the story the world chose to remember. Their deaths marked the beginning of a new era, the fall of curses. A fragile peace built on the graves of thousands. Asterion was born into it. He grew up possessing no family background and, sadly, no mana core. A street rat that only cared about his own survival. Until he faces a threat far greater than himself, a threat that his cunning and wit couldn't save him from. Something that didn’t care how smart he was. Something that couldn’t be outplayed. That was when the realisation struck him—strength was a necessity in the world he lived in. Cunning alone wouldn't guarantee his survival. Power had become a requirement for survival. He had no dreams of being a hero. He had no dreams of being anyone at all. But when the world begins to rot and die, would the strength he seeked save him from it? Or would he be forced to make decisions far worse… just to live?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] Dual cultivation is an art, a paradox that sustains the survival of life as we know it. Through it, mankind rose to heights of the divine… but also opened the floodgates of doom. In the new world… the pleasure world... Together forever doesn't exist, only eternal benefits. Nathan, a citizen of the United States of Immigrants (USI), and Aiko, a citizen of the Republic of Japaniro lived their everyday lives till... Now thrown into the pleasure world, they find themselves in a dilemma that breeds a silent storm. In a world where dual cultivation is a course and one has to pass with exemplary colors to ascend... Nothing short of outstanding performance is expected. Welcome to the pinnacle of dual cultivation. Welcome to the pleasure world.

If one looked into a mirror, they'd find their reflection staring right back at them. But that wasn't the case for Damon. He woke up one night, only to find another face staring back at him. But that wasn't the worst case. The worst case was finding out you got transmigrated in a trashy third rate novel. Oh, and not to mention, the even trashier body he got transmigrated into. And a reminder, the world was doomed for destruction come a few years. What could possibly go wrong? Right?! ====== "It's like I was the one actually living it. I felt like I was Damon myself." "But that's not possible." "I am not Damon, I am...." "Wait... who am I?" –Damon.

In a dying empire held together by the stolen magic of Ashborn — people whose grief is powerful enough to burn the world — seventeen-year-old Sable Voss has spent her life hiding what she is. When her village is massacred by the Emperor's Harvesters — soldiers who drain Ashborn alive to fuel the capital's eternal light — Sable's grief ignites something inside her she cannot control. She burns everything within a mile. And she feels nothing. Taken to the capital as a weapon, she meets Caelum, the Emperor's disgraced general who is secretly working to collapse the very empire he serves. He is the first person who looks at her power and does not flinch. But Sable doesn't want to be saved. She wants answers — why did her grief feel like relief? What did she lose the night her village burned? And is the hollow place inside her an absence of feeling — or a power the world has never seen? A story about grief as power. Love as choice. And the terrifying grace of a woman who has nothing left to lose.

He entered a world he once watched, only to follow the one person who was never meant to be saved. Johann had already given up on reality long before it began to collapse. The only thing that kept him going was a game, The Mayhem, and its silent, unstoppable protagonist: the Hellraider. Then the game became real. Monsters, death, and destruction—everything unfolded exactly as he remembered. But Johann didn’t enter this world to survive. He came for one reason: to follow Hellraider… and change the ending that should have never happened. Yet the more he walks that path, the more the world begins to break away from what he knows. Events shift. Truths contradict. And the figure he once believed he understood refuses to be defined by anything, not even the story itself. In a world where even fate is unstable, Johann continues forward, even when he no longer knows what he is chasing.