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The Villain's Ballad:Born without mana but destined to burn the world

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?
faceless_bandit1 · 10.1k Views

Villainess Marked For Her Alpha

I blinked awake in a penthouse suite overlooking neon-lit skyscrapers, my phone buzzing with notifications from the social feeds everyone obsesses over. Yeah, me, Emily the broke barista, got herself transmigrated into 'Alphas' Eternal Knot,' that addictive novel about cutthroat elites in a world ruled by alpha-omega pheromones. Think corporate empires meets scandalous romance—alphas command boardrooms and hearts, omegas get lavish indulgence—or drama. As 'villainess' Emily Leonhart, heir to a fashion dynasty, I was billed as a 'rare' female alpha—destined to sabotage the sweet omega heroine before the four alpha male leads exposed and ruined me. A cliché novel in which the villainess gets defeated—and boom! Everyone gets their own happy ending. My plan? Well, it was simple... I mean, I didn't want to compete for the heroine with them. Then again, I don't have any interests in the male leads too. But then, there was a plot twist—my heat slams in like a spotlight malfunction—flushes, tremors, total meltdown. "I'm an omega?!" I gasped. Turns out the novel lied; my "alpha" aura didn't even exist! My predecessor was hiding her omega biology. And this very thing was found out by the male leads, who hated me. Now I'm dodging their advances like a pro, and ignoring their persistent calls. Yet, that wasn't enough. The heroine—Lily was an alpha! What the heck! Slamming me against the wall, she sniffed me while giving me a dark possessive look. "Why are you running?" "Me? I... I-I am not... r-running, Lily..." "Then, why don't let me mark you?" "No!!" Juggling four 'unwanted' male alphas and one relentless heroine-alpha fixated on marking me, and my omega instincts that keep making me flush at the worst moments. Can I survive Lily's next bold move without getting claimed in the society pages? Extra Tags:- Female Protagonist, Omega Protagonist, Bottom Protagonist, Business Building, Multiple Love Interests, Yandere, Beautiful Female Lead Disclaimer: It’s just a novel—don’t be serious. As the author of this novel, I would like to say that—all the characters are from my imagination—they don't have any sort of existence in the real world. Nah! Nope, they don’t. Trust me—this is just a novel. So, there are themes in the story that might be disturbing. But let me tell you—I condone them, and I suggest you to take everything as fictious storytelling. There is no need to think over it. And if you find it very disturbing then, I request you to not read this novel any further. Also, I would like to apologize to anyone who might get hurt by this novel. Remember—it's just a novel, and I don't encourage any of my characters' absurd 'decisions.' Thank you. P.S: All the images are AI generated.
Tanmay_Kar · 182.8k Views

Desired By The Feral Princes

{MATURE. SLOW BURN. GAY PANIC. DARK ROMANCE. BULLY ROMANCE. BLOOD AND GORE} Lucien’s voice is low, deep, and rough with an edge yet it trickles down my ears yet it sounds. “You know you’re not supposed to be out here alone.” Kael’s lips curl into a sadistic grin. “Unless you’re looking for trouble. That’s it?” Rowan steps closer, eyes glittering with mischief. “Careful, darling. Some of us don’t play fair.” Three predators. Three different kinds of danger. And all of them are looking at me like I already belong to them. *** Alina Elowen has spent her life hidden away in the east wing; a curse to be concealed, a shadow trailing her twin brother, Adrian. She’s always dreamed of a Prince Charming to rescue her. But when a letter arrives from Umbra Noctis; a supernatural academy where humans are prey and monsters rule, inviting Adrian to broker a truce with the dukedom, her parents panic. Instead of sending him, they cut Alina’s hair, dyed it, dressed her in his clothes, and shipped her off in his place. Now, she’s trapped in a dorm with three of the academy’s most dangerous alphas: Kael Draven, the werewolf prince; Rowan Thorne, the fae prince; and Lucien Vale, the vampire prince. They hate their “human” roommate, until hate turns into heat, tension twists into something else, and a confusing kind of panic ripples through the dorm. She’s not supposed to be there. They’re not supposed to want her. And “he” is definitely not supposed to matter to the monsters who swore they’d never fall for a weak, pretty human. But rules mean nothing when the predators who wanted to break you… start falling instead.
Um_Royhan · 11.4k Views

Pregnant With The Mafia Lord's Heir After One Night

{MATURE. DARK ROMANCE, MAFIA, YOU KNOW WHAT TO EXPECT IN MAFIA! BLOOD, GORE, ASSUALT. THE ROMANCE ISN'T DARK BUT THE THEME IS DARK. BE WARNED!} His hand pressed flat against the door before I could pull it open, and the warmth of him at my back made every nerve in my body go completely still. "You are the mother of my child and you belong to me," he murmured against my ear, his voice so quiet that made me shiver, "and every breath you take on this island exists because I allow it." His hand moved from the door to my jaw, tilting my face up toward his with a gentleness that made me gulp. "So tell me, my beautiful wife — where exactly do you think you're going?" I had no answer and a knowing smile pulled on his lips. *** Elsie Miller’s simple life unravels the moment she discovers she is pregnant with no memory of how it happened. In a small town where reputation is worth more than truth, her parents choose to erase the scandal the only way they know how—by selling her to a man old enough to be her grandfather to settle a crushing debt she never knew they had. She had accepted her fate and was ready to endure the wedding, but before the vows could be spoken, the church doors burst open and Salvatore Vitale—the most feared Mafia Lord in the underworld, known only as The Saint—strode in, put a bullet in her groom’s head without breaking his stride, and told the priest to continue the ceremony. Then his dark eyes found hers across the blood-soaked aisle, and he spoke the words that rewrote her entire future. "I’ve been searching for you. Mother of my child." Taken to Salvatore’s private island, Elsie is thrust into a brutal empire built on blood oaths and ruthless power. To his enemies, The Saint is a whispered legend. To his empire, he is untouchable. But to Elsie, he is the stranger tied to a night she cannot remember, the father of her unborn child, and the dangerously possessive man who has claimed her as his own. Surrounded by those who see her as unworthy and a discarded fiancée who will stop at nothing to reclaim what she believes is rightfully hers, Elsie quickly learns that mercy does not exist in Salvatore’s world. Power is law, loyalty is enforced, and weakness is hunted without hesitation. force marriage Possessive mmc Captivity Pregnancy
Um_Royhan · 9.5k Views