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Oops! I Seduced My Stepbrother Again (BL)

Seduction Alert! No Incest! “Are you alright?” he asked, his voice controlled despite everything. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Dylan didn’t answer. Instead, he leaned in and took him into his mouth. It didn’t go in all the way, barely halfway before it hit the back of his throat, forcing him to pause. “Fuck!” Sebastian’s head fell back, his body reacting instantly to the sudden rush. …. That night, Dylan felt things he had never felt before, did things he had never done before, and made decisions he wasn’t sure he wanted to regret. Because in the middle of it all… he wanted him. But to Sebastian? It was nothing more than a mistake. But for Dylan, the night everything changed. Once a quiet, neglected boy, Dylan had grown up swallowing resentment, living with low self-esteem and no control over his own life. He drifted through it until that one encounter in Korea. He had thought this man took his girlfriend, but instead, the man ended up taking his first time. Three years later, at 22, Dylan is no longer that boy. He’s sharper, bolder, and unafraid to take what he wants. And standing right in front of him? The man who once reduced everything they had to a mistake. Sebastian. Now 29, controlled, untouchable, and acting like that night never happened. But living under the same roof quickly became its own torment, one that forced him to remember everything he wanted to forget. ____ “Just once,” Dylan said, stepping closer, his voice low but steady. “Sleep with me again, and I’ll stop stressing you.” “No,” Sebastian replied flatly. “I’ll pass.” Dylan let out a quiet scoff, his lips curving faintly. “Are you sure you prefer being buried in files… rather than dealing with me?” Sebastian glanced at him, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he answered, “Yes.” But this time, even he didn’t sound convinced.
Unique_Ideas_ · 74.5k Views

Knotted by the Three Mad Lycans

WARNING! DARK ROMANCE!. _ "This was all for your...revenge?" His grip is tightening round my neck. Choking me. His face all over me. Taking in my scent. He breathes me in. Raises his head and goes again and again like I was some calming antidote to his madness. "Go for it, Grace. Kiss him. Let your scent calm his beast. Or he will rip your throat out. He doesn't recognise the difference between right and wrong now. Do it or you will be dead." The annoying voice in my head pleads. "I'm not going to initiate..." Before I have a chance to finish my sentence, before I even have a chance to draw breath, his mouth swoops down and captures mine in a hungry, searing kiss. His lips are voracious, taking everything I have to give and then demanding even more. The fire that glows within me burns and crackles even hotter than what he stoked that night, hotter by tenfold. "You shouldn't do this to me," he whispers against my mouth. "You shouldn't. Everything about you is absolutely wrong. And yet..." =========================== Grace Cooper was once the doted-on daughter of powerful Beta parents until the night her younger sister died. Accused of the murder and unable to defend herself because she was born mute, Grace lived a miserable life. She was locked up most of the time, and in the rare times she was freed, she slaved away doing menial labor. For years she lived under their hatred, blamed for a crime she never committed. When she finally turned of age for the Moon Judgement, the pack decided her fate―she was to be sentenced to death by hanging. But that didn't come to pass. Grace is saved by a striking Lycan. Tall, intimidating, and infuriatingly seductive, Sucre Winchester, the Lycan King of the North, had been hunting for his fated mate for years. Only, he never expected fate to lead him to a broken Omega. And he isn't the only one tied to her. Sucre has two identical brothers, and they too feel a bond with her. Grace is everything the Lycans are raised to despise―a weak werewolf who is no better than a human. The Lycans have spent centuries wiping out the wolf packs, and now, their fated mate belongs to one. They should reject her. They should kill her. Yet, she is the only female whose scent could drive them to territorial madness. So instead, they claim her. Now, hunted by her former pack and trapped in the brutal politics of Lycan royalty, Grace must survive three dangerously dominant mates whose instincts demand to protect, possess... and knot. But as the truth about her sister's death begins to surface, it becomes clear that her execution was never about justice. It was about silencing her. And the three dark Lycans who have knotted her may have unleashed something far more dangerous than they expected. UPDATE SCHEDULE: 2-3 CHAPTER DAILY. MASS RELEASE WHEN REQUESTED BY READERS. =========================== TRIGGER WARNING This book contains mature and potentially distressing themes intended for adult readers only. It is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18. Within these pages you will encounter depictions of: Graphic sexual content, Knotting, Psychological manipulation and emotional abuse, Grief, trauma and PTSD, Power imbalance and captivity, Domestic abuse. These themes are explored with intention and are central to the characters' journey. Author's Note: To the late bloomers. May you find your pack, may you find your mate, may you find your man. whatever it is you desire.
Sasha_1 · 36.6k Views

Null: The Child That Shouldn't Exist.

The machine that measures human potential has never produced a zero before. Erik Noc is eighteen years old when the Awakening Ceremony assigns him a rank that doesn't exist. N. Null. A classification so unprecedented the examiner has to create a new notation on the spot. No guild will take him. No dungeon will pay him. In a world where your rank determines everything, your rights, your income, your life expectancy, Erik registers as nothing. What the machine couldn't read was the other system. The one that activated the moment the ceremony ended. The one that showed Erik exactly what he is. Human on the outside. Something else entirely underneath. His growth path is simple and absolute: consume the Life Essence of the living, and grow. Not monsters. Not dungeons. People. The more powerful the prey, the faster the climb. Every kill leaves behind fragments of the dead, their years of training, their hard-won skills, their strength, waiting to be inherited by the one who ended them. Erik has a dead man's four years of blade work in his hands. He has a rank that could shatter governments sitting hidden behind a face that looks like nothing. He has a girl who trusts him, a father who might not be dead, and a system that has told him he was born to correct something wrong at the foundation of the universe. He doesn't feel like a correction. He feels like a boy trying to make rent in a Tier 8 city, watching the throne build itself beneath him one careful step at a time, and wondering how long he can keep looking like nobody before the world figures out what nothing actually means. He didn't choose to be a predator. He's still deciding what kind. Author's Note Hello, and welcome to NULL. I want to be upfront with you: this story is slow-burn progression fiction. The operative word is burn, steady, deliberate, and building toward something that will genuinely earn the payoff. Erik does not become a god in chapter three. He eats soup in chapter six and the soup tastes normal and that is, I promise you, the point. If you've read this far and you're the kind of reader who enjoys watching a character build something real from nothing, where every rank-up costs something, every kill leaves a mark, and the power feels earned because you watched it get paid for, then you are exactly who I wrote this for. For those of you refreshing for new chapters: I see you. I respect you. I am writing as fast as my conscience allows. Which brings me to the part where I diplomatically mention that chapters don't write themselves, and your enthusiasm does, in a very measurable way, determine how quickly mine appears. Every 10 Golden Tickets = 1 Bonus Chapter. That's not a threat. That's a transaction. A very fair one, I think, given that you're getting a man on a throne of corpses looking like he'd rather be somewhere else, and I'm getting the motivation to describe it in vivid detail at two in the morning. Share this with someone who deserves it. Word of mouth is how stories like this find the readers they were made for. If you know someone who stayed up too late finishing a book and felt something they couldn't name afterward, that's who this is for. Send it to them. The throne isn't built yet. Come watch. -Noctorius
Noctorius · 104 Views

The Architect of Anarchy

The ancient gods battled the eternal Void for decades, until they sacrificed themselves to weave a grand enchantment using the strings of existence. Before its imprisonment, the Void left behind an insidious whisper, a curse consuming all the realms, until only the Sacred Sanctuary remained.. Chaos Creatures were unleashed to wreck havoc upon the five sacred realms, and with them came the Noise. Every human born after the Age of the Gods becomes susceptible to the Eplialtic Weave–the cursed version of the Rune of Imprisonment rooted deep in the consciousness of every human being. Equipped with the vile system, heroes must arise to defend to few remaining humans against Chaos Creatures, the Noise and Corruption. ———— On his 16th birthday, Luke survives his Nightmare and becomes a Commonality – Tier 5 awakened warriors armed with miraculous abilities. Because he is a poor rat with a severely malnourished consciousness, he had never expected to survive the Nightmare and activate the Eplialtic Weave system inside him. He learns of the profane nature of his powers, and navigates the cosmos in search of the Truth. The Rune of Imprisonment is collapsing. It would only be a matter of time before the Void breaks free and wrecks havoc in the entire cosmos. The massive responsibility now falls on Luke's shoulders - he must make sure that the Void remains sealed forever, but he fails to account for one fatal flaw... ———— Discord://discord.gg/t8X7Gkd2
kenny_sk · 3.3k Views

Reborn as the Apocalypse: My Devine Harem and The Omega Exchange

Caspian is not a man. He is the Cycle itself — the eternal engine of Destruction and Rebirth that has turned since before this universe drew its first breath. In the previous eon, he was betrayed. The women he called soulmates. The generals he called brothers. They drained his Genesis Core, detonated his Laws, and reduced an entire civilization to cosmic dust — with his own power. Now he has been reborn into a mortal shell in this recovering world, where Aetheric energy is just beginning to stir. His memories are fractured. His divine laws are stolen. And the apocalyptic toxin festering inside this body threatens to detonate and wipe out this new era before he even begins. His only anchor is the Omega Exchange — an ancient entity bound to his soul, dormant for eons, now awakening in the shadows of the world's most powerful lie: The Temple of Holy Radiance. [Omega Exchange Initialized] [Status: Mortal Shell (Critical Instability)] [Quest: Reclaim 10 Genesis Laws] [Warning: Detonation Imminent] The foolish masses worship their Temple gods. They don't know that the god the Temple originally served — was him. To survive, he must walk two paths simultaneously: Flesh — to suppress the Destruction that wants to consume him. Soul — to ignite the Rebirth that will restore what was taken. The women of this world are no longer equals in his eyes: Some are Fuel — parasites wearing holy masks. Good for nothing but raw energy to be burned. Some are Vessels — beautiful, but hollow. Their only purpose is to absorb his violence. No attachments. No mercy. Some are Resonants — rare souls that echo the abyss. He conquers their minds long before he claims their flesh. And then there are the ten. Apex-Tier. Singular. Irreplaceable. Each carrying a fragment of a Genesis Law — his Laws, stolen from him in his past life. But as he infiltrates this new era, he realizes his past betrayal was merely the opening move in a terrifying cosmic game. The world’s so-called "recovery" is a lie, and the factions ruling this age are hiding secrets older than the false gods they worship. To take back his absolute throne, brute force and blind lust are no longer enough. He must become the ultimate mastermind—manipulating noble houses, outsmarting ancient conspiracies, and turning the world's most intricate political webs into his own stepping stones. He will unmask every traitor hiding in the Temple's shadow. He will violently reclaim every fragment of what is his. And when the last Law is restored and the last enemy is dust — The Cycle will begin again. Under his rule. Forever. Those who submit will reign. Those who deceive him will be reduced to nothing. The Omega Exchange is open. Step inside. Tags: #REINCARNATION #REVENGE #SYSTEM #HAREM #R18 #DARKFANTASY #ANTIHERO #OVERPOWERED #HIGHIQ #MAGIC #GODPROTAGONIST #POLITICALINTRIGUE #SLOWBUILD #WEAKTOSTRONG ==== A Message to My Readers: Thank you for following Caspian's journey ! Caspian isn't a brainless protagonist driven by lust; he is a high-IQ mastermind. "Dual cultivation" is merely a tool to restore his godhood, and the women are simply trophies gracing his dark throne. The true thrill of this story is his absolute dominance as he plays his enemies and the universe's laws in the palm of his hand. Milestone Goal: Once we hit 300 Collections, I will open an exclusive Discord server for plot discussions, unreleased character art, and behind-the-scenes lore!
Aetherion_Vael · 26.3k Views

WOLFLESS: Accidentally Marked By The Devil's Son

TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains dark themes, emotional and physical abuse, trauma, betrayal, humiliation, and mature content. However, it also delivers humor, sharp sarcasm, a doting (and dangerous) mate, and chaotic chemistry between the leads. ★★ Synopsis ★★ They called her wolf-less. A disgrace. A curse. The girl blamed for her brother’s death. The unwanted twin. The shame her pack never stopped punishing. For seventeen years, Isabella endured cruelty from everyone who should have protected her—her Alpha, her pack, even her own blood. Beaten down. Enslaved. Ignored. Yet she never broke. Until the night her first heat dragged her into a forest she was never meant to enter. That night, she met Lucain. A king who had been sleeping for centuries. Cold. Ruthless. Starved. A ruler who rejected fate, bonds, and the Moon Goddess herself. He took her blood to survive. He meant to kill her afterward. Instead, he marked her. A bond never meant to exist. A mate never meant to live. A king never meant to awaken. The mark ignites a secret no one was meant to uncover—one that places Isabella at the center of power, prophecy, and bloodshed. Now the packs want her dead. The Elders want to use her. And enemies far older than wolves are watching. Lucain has spent his existence proving he cannot be owned. No bond. No mate.No weakness. Isabella has spent her life learning how to survive. Forced together by fate and hunted by the world, they face an impossible choice. Bow to destiny and submit to the bond… Or burn down everything that ever tried to control them. Because when fate tightens its grip, the real question isn’t whether the bond can be rejected... It’s what happens when the girl everyone broke becomes the one thing a king cannot afford to lose. •♪♪• Hi, my name is Isabella. Follow me through a journey of survival, self-discovery, vengeance… and a dangerously unexpected love. #StrongFL #EnemiesToLovers #FatedMate #PowerCouple #fromHatefulToDotingHusband #DarkRomance #SlowBurnChaos
Saa_Mohd · 212.1k Views