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Daughter of the Gravekeeper

On the night everything burns, eighteen-year-old Seraphine rises from a massacre drenched in the blood of everyone she has ever loved. But the horror of that night awakens something far more terrifying than grief. Something ancient. Something powerful. With a single touch, life withers. With a single thought, death bends to her command. The darkness inside her has opened its eyes—and it is ravenous. Her awakening does not go unnoticed. From the shadows emerge the Banes—monstrous beings born of nightmare and hunger—drawn by the devastating power she now carries in her veins. To them, Seraphine is not a girl. She is a weapon. A prize. A harbinger of ruin. Forced to flee a world already cracking beneath unseen forces, Seraphine is taken to Death’s Castle—an ancient, shifting labyrinth where the walls remember every soul that has ever screamed within them. There, she finds herself bound to an unlikely trio of allies: a diviner who sees fate unraveling thread by thread, a war vampire who thrives on blood and chaos, and a silent brute whose loyalty is as unbreakable as his strength. Together they must navigate a destiny none of them fully understand. Because Seraphine’s power is not an accident. It is inheritance. A legacy forged from both darkness and light… from gods and monsters alike. And beyond the fragile edges of the world, something older than death itself is beginning to stir. It has watched empires rise and collapse into dust. It has waited through the silence of forgotten ages. And now— it is waiting for her.
Mary_gl0riaa · 871 Views

I Died a Virgin — Now I'm Building a Harem in Another World

Ren died at eighteen doing what he always did—shielding his little sister with his own body, blood pooling while she screamed. The God of Death looked down and cursed under his breath. “That… wasn’t supposed to happen.” A mistake. A glitch in the system. Ren just smirked through the fading pain. “Another Tuesday.” But even gods hate loose ends. In a quiet white void, Death offers him a second shot: reincarnation into Alveria, a brutal world of magic, guilds, monsters, and women who could kill you as easily as they could fuck you senseless. As apology? One cheat skill from each rank, S through E. No questions asked. He picks. He wakes up in a new body—young, strong, memories sharp, and for the first time in his life, no chains holding him back. Back on Earth, he was a virgin. Not by some noble choice—just a kid who grew up never trusting anyone enough to let them close. Anime, manga, manhwa? Those were his world. Endless stories of guys reborn, overpowered, surrounded by gorgeous women who fell for them hard. He read them alone, late at night, hand moving under the sheets, wishing it was real. Now it is. Alveria is full of powerful, beautiful women—battle-hardened, confident, dangerous. Some will underestimate him. Some will try to use him. Some will think they’re in control. They’re wrong. Kai isn’t here to play nice anymore. No more lonely nights. No more fantasies locked behind a screen. Whoever fits his taste—whichever one sparks that hunger—he’s going to take her. Slowly at first, then hard. Until she’s moaning his name, legs shaking, begging for more. One by one, he’ll build his harem. Not for power. Not for revenge. Just because he finally can. And because every single one of them is going to learn what it feels like to be claimed by a man who’s done holding back. Power. Women. Filthy, sweat-soaked nights that leave them ruined and coming back for seconds. This is his second life. And he’s not dying a virgin again.
erwinparker · 15.7k Views

Deadly kiss ( Taekook ff)

Summary: Jeon Jungkook, the newly minted leader of the Yong Jegug, carries the weight of his fragile empire on his shoulders. Desperate for a distraction, he goes to a notorious underworld brothel where Kim Taehyung, temptation wrapped in silk and lace, is auctioning off his virginity. Notes: So, mafia a/u--you guys know the drill. This fic will contain violence, dubious morality/consent, and features characters doing really not very nice things. If that's not your cup of tea, don't read it. This is not lovable asshole Jungkook like I've written before. This is villainous, cruel Jungkook (at least at the start of the story.) If that characterization makes you uncomfortable, don't read it. There is a sex scene in this first chapter that features degradation, dubious consent, and threats of rape. If that kind of thing is triggering for you, don't read it. Of course this story is not meant to be representative of any of the members of BTS and the characters are simply inspired by them. Just another note: In this fic, Jungkook is around 26 years old and Taehyung is 19 years old. Also, this the first story I've written that is set in Seoul and not a nameless, generic city. While I do my research and strive for accuracy I'm not always going to get things right and there will be things I take artistic liberties with - for example, I play pretty fast and loose with honorifics. Okay, I think that's enough warnings and notes. If you choose to read it, I hope you enjoy
Komal_0169 · 371 Views

Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin

Married to a feared Lord of Sin, a witch must survive his hunger and unravel the truth about his power and her own destiny. Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel
Ace_zza · 113.6k Views