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WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

He won her in a bidding war. She expected chains. Instead, he offered chaos, and something dangerously close to freedom. Anastasia was raised in the temple, carved from childhood with sacred runes. Each one a blood-soaked tribute to the gods she never chose. A weapon, a symbol, a prize passed from hand to hand, a body to be used and sold. When the temples auction her off, she’s prepared to survive whatever comes next. She’s not prepared for him. Malvor, the God of Chaos, is all smirks and swagger, crowned in mischief and dressed like temptation itself. But beneath the theatrics is a being hiding his own scars. Some emotional, some eternal. He doesn’t want obedience. He wants fire, challenge and most dangerous of all her. And Anastasia? She’s done playing the part of the willing doll. She’s dangerous, defiant, and not afraid to bite the hand that tries to claim her. Now, caught in a realm where illusions have teeth and gods play games with mortal lives, the only thing more reckless than trusting Malvor… is falling for him. This isn’t a love story. It’s healing wrapped in heat. It’s trauma, chaos, and slow, aching desire. It starts with a woman who was never meant to survive. But did. And came back sharper.

✿Mass Release on the 10th and 15th of every month!✿ ​Two Tribes. One Massacre. A Love Forged in Fire and Salt. ​In the divided world of Varnathian, the Druvkaur are fire and shadow, while the Velanthri are song and sea. They were never meant to touch. But at eighteen, Zekar, a reckless Druvkaur warrior with a dragon’s soul, meets Emery, the ethereal daughter of a Velanthri Lord. Their connection is instant—a forbidden spark that promises to bridge the gap between their warring peoples. ​Then, the world burns. ​When the Empire of Eldharûn launches a genocidal massacre, Zekar is left for dead in the ashes of his village, and Emery is dragged away in chains, a "Songbird" prize for a cruel Prince. ​Eight years pass. ​Zekar has become a legend—the Dragon King of a secret rebellion, obsessed with the girl he couldn't save. He has spent every second of his life hardening his heart and honing his fire for one purpose: to take her back. ​When he finally storms the Imperial Capital, he doesn't find the fragile girl he remembers. He finds a woman who has learned to survive in the silence. ​Zekar doesn't just want to rescue her; he wants to claim her. He takes her to his fortress in the clouds, but the slow-burn between them is now a dangerous conflagration. As a new war looms and ancient magic awakens, they must decide if their bond is a sanctuary—or a cage. ​He will burn the world to keep her. She will find her voice to save him. ♡ Updates; 2 chps on Weekdays 3/4 chps on Weekends 6+ mass release on 10th&15th

Born into the dark Liwen family, Saruto carries a vow he made with his mother’s final breath: to become the pride of his lineage. From a young age, his passion for power drives him to uncover the depths of his abilities, and with every step, he edges closer to the secrets of the dark force that suddenly appeared in his world, beginning to unravel the mysteries of his family’s past. His journey is far from easy; between the grueling academy trials, exhausting training, noble rivalries, and battles that test both body and mind, he is forced to make choices that could alter his future forever. As he advances, even greater challenges await in unknown realms, where supernatural powers, mysterious allies, and formidable enemies all push his skills and resolve to the limit. Amid the pursuit of power, family secrets, and life-or-death trials, Saruto discovers that the path to becoming the strongest does not rely solely on physical strength, but on creativity, intelligence, and endurance. A journey filled with mystery, adventure, conflict, and personal growth, where every step leads him to new dimensions of his world… and a secret might emerge that surpasses any power ever known.

The Cursed Tree of Three Wishes – Final – Adam Version Imagine for a moment… If you had an object that could grant you three wishes, what would you ask for? Money? Power? Love? Or revenge? Adam didn’t think much at first. Just trying to escape the despair in his life, he unknowingly makes a wish—and in an instant, it comes true. But he quickly realizes—this tree doesn’t just grant wishes, it takes something in return. Something money can’t buy. Something that, once lost, breaks a person from within. Now Adam has only two wishes left. Will he shape his future… Or slowly lose himself in the process? Because in this world, nothing comes for free. And the third wish… is the most terrifying of all.

It was midnight, the city shrouded in the pale glow of the moon. Ruelle walked alone through the deserted alleys, her heart racing and breaths shallow with tension. Suddenly, she heard footsteps echoing, and a mysterious, dangerous figure emerged from the shadows. His glowing red eyes, black hair, and commanding presence filled her with both fear and attraction. The man approached Ruelle, and a mere touch sent shivers through her body. She whispered, “I belong to no one.” But he challenged her bold reply, saying, “Even if you try to run, I’ve seen everything… every emotion, every heartbeat.”

​"This is not a work of fiction; this is a bone-chilling true account of my life. In the dark nights of 2010, as a young Madrasa student, I ventured into the forbidden world of spiritual summoning against my mentor's warnings. ​Surrounded by a protective circle and armed with ancient mantras, I witnessed a terrifying fireball descend from the heavens. Out of the flames emerged a figure in a snow-white robe with a divine yet haunting presence. Who is Abdur Rahman, the righteous Djinn? And why did the leader of 1600 spirits choose to manifest before me? Step into the world of the unseen—if you have the courage."

Thousands of years ago, a prophecy was spoken— A lazy hero would rise, one destined to either save the world… or destroy it. Everyone thought it was a joke. But now the demons have returned. Kingdoms are falling. And strange events are unfolding around an ordinary, lazy young man. He doesn’t know why everyone is searching for him. He doesn’t know why his shadow moves on its own. But when the truth is finally revealed— It may already be too late.

A girl named Kiara transfers to a school for musicians, dancers and singers expecting to get in with her friends but they end up not making it. She goes to her classroom and there is all boys. At first they were distant except for Luke which he wanted to make friends with her but at the end the class ends like a family. Kind of like ang mutya section E Kieran hates Kiara but ends up falling for her. His og plan was to use her to win a singing and dancing competition then ghost her so she would leave the class but he doesn’t notice he had stopedin the middle…

In the mists of Wales, circa 700 B.C., Duvessa was a creature of myth before her time. The last living daughter of the Unseelie Fae royal bloodline, she was a halfling abandoned to the mercy of mortal Gaelic clans. They feared the inhuman glimmer in her beauty and cursed the strange, untamed power that simmered in her blood. She grew up in the shadow of the hearth, where whispers clung to her like ghosts and superstition was a cruel substitute for kindness. Her beauty was called a sin; her magic, a blight. By the time she reached womanhood, exile felt less like a punishment and more like a destiny. The night she was driven from her clan for a storm she did not summon, Duvessa fled into the ancient forest with nothing but fractured pride and a hollowed heart. Beneath a moonless canopy, she was hunted. A pale, crimson-eyed predator found her, beautiful in the way of things that are about to kill. But when it fed, it did not feast—it screamed. Her Fae blood was a poison, a consecrated fire that burned through the monster’s veins. As the creature convulsed in agony, Duvessa lay dying in the frost-damp moss, a bitter laugh catching in her throat. Even her blood was wrong. As darkness coiled around her, another presence stirred the shadows. From them stepped a woman of impossible grace, wrapped in dusk-black robes, her own red eyes gleaming with ancient hunger and a flicker of amusement. Her voice was silk drawn over steel. “Do you wish to live?” With her last breath, Duvessa answered yes. She awoke reborn. Neither Fae nor vampire, but something new: a dark immortal bound to a deathless power she could not yet command. Her savior, Deidre, became her sire, teacher, and mother under vampire law. For centuries, Duvessa walked the earth as kingdoms turned to dust and memories faded into myth, her heart encased in ice. Oxford, North Carolina, 2005 Maeve Sable was a ghost in the hallways of JF Webb Highschool. Labeled a goth and a weirdo, she found more companionship in the melancholic worlds of Edgar Allan Poe and Anne Rice than with any of her peers. She spent her lunches in the quiet corners of the library or beneath the dripping pines, cultivating an invisibility that felt like a shield. Home offered no solace, only the echoing silence of a house ruled by a father who measured life in billable hours and thousand-dollar suits, his affection as cold and distant as a closing argument. Maeve was content with being invisible, convinced that a dark-romantic, horror-loving lesbian like herself wasn't meant for a grand story. She certainly never expected to meet a girl with eyes that had watched empires fall. The eyes belong to Duvessa Ingram, the new exchange student, whose stillness commands the room and whose beauty feels dangerously ancient. As Maeve is drawn into the new transfer student's enigmatic world, she discovers a love that defies mortality itself. But their connection awakens slumbering shadows and threatens to shatter a fragile peace. The carefully maintained laws of both Fae and vampire—laws that forbid a creature like Duvessa from existing, let alone loving a mortal—begin to close in. In a world of predators, Maeve is about to discover that the most dangerous thing she can do is fall in love. Because some beauty was never meant for the light. Some was born of the night.

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates. The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall. “Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side. It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after. But not my mates. They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me. “Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me. “Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains. My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes. In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up. Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not. And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her. “We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal. At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me. So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice. --- Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters. On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past: -Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend -Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him -Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell -And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment They all seemed to want revenge. But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them. At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion. But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her. To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.

He was sealed for six centuries for a crime he cannot remember. When Leylin awakens, the world he knew is gone. The gods who feared him are dead. The enemies who betrayed him are dust. And the girl who once reached his heart survives only as a fading legend. But one thing endured,the hunger. Leylin walks a world that has forgotten why it feared him…and reminds it. One city at a time.One god at a time.One sin at a time. This is not a hero’s return. This is the rise of something far worse. The Monarch of Sin has come back to finish what the heavens started.

Beryl is a child, born a peasant of a nation in the north. He joins one of the nation's armies in order to earn reputation and find a meaning to life. the story starts with Beryl after his transfer to a new army. Beryl was not isekaid, nor does he have some secret potential that makes him significantly stronger than the other side characters. If you're looking for something like that, this is not the book for you (i'm joking please read it). also the book has a lot of swearing and other dark stuff. Also, please give feedback, this is my first novel.

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

hi! ever wanted to see an Omnitrix aspect in shadow slave? well you're in luck, I decided to make one. ben isn't the mc btw, it's an oc. the writing might suck but I'm sure a lot of you would enjoy the powers I'm giving the mc. so yeah, hope you enjoy

I thought inheriting the Thorne estate would be a triumph. I thought I could command its halls, its art, its secrets. I was wrong. The house is alive. It watches. It whispers. Every desire I indulge, every temptation I surrender to, comes with a price I can’t yet see. Pleasure bleeds into fear, seduction into horror, and every choice I make threatens to claim more than my body… it wants my soul. In the shadows of this cursed legacy, I must navigate power, temptation, and the darkest corners of myself or risk losing everything I thought I was. One wrong choice, and I’ll be trapped in its shadows forever.

"Papa!" I lunged for the door, but Marco, Papa's security chief grabbed me by the waist stopping me from going in. "No, Miss Iris! Don't." Too late. I'd already seen inside. My father, the king of New York's second-largest crime syndicate, Domenico Russo, who’d raised me by himself after Mama died and who had taught me how to stand strong in a world of monsters, was spread out behind his desk in a spreading pool of blood. So much blood. "No, no, no…" I tore out of Marco's grip and fell to Papa's side, my knees snapping on the marble. The blood was hot and foul;soaking through my dress instantly warm and obscene. "Papa, please breathe. Please stay."

In a world where magic is forbidden and witches are hunted, Ashlynn Blackwell has hidden her mark of the witch since birth. The night of her wedding she's betrayed and her secret is exposed. Attacked by her husband and his knights, Ashlynn was abandoned and left for dead in the wilderness. Rescued by the vampire lady Nyrielle, Ashlynn is offered a choice: die as a human or embrace her power as a witch. Bound by a mystical blood pact, Ashlynn is plunged into a world of ancient magic, immortal vampires, and deadly political intrigue for the chance to find eternal love. [Bronze Winner: Weekly Love Tales - Vampire] [Book of the Month: September/October 2024]

Bad news: I was hit by a stroke of bad luck; good news: I time-traveled. Bad news: He's been transported to the world of Naruto, where the death rate is extremely high; good news: Kakashi will survive until the very end! Wait, why is Kakashi a beautiful white-haired girl with heterochromia?

[—Would you rather—] 1: Upgrade your affinity to the SSS-rank Thunder Dragon's lightning affinity. 2: Replace your affinity with the SSS-rank Leviathan's water affinity. In a world where your affinity decides practically everything, Theo only awakened a D-rank lightning affinity. Just as he had prepared himself to live a normal life as a low-rank hunter, a nameless system appeared and gave him two choices. Follow along his journey as he faces challenges and gains overpowered abilities from his system.