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To Kill The Alpha King

Once upon a time, Eclipse lived a quiet life—until the Moon Goddess bound her to Malric NorthSteed, Alpha Prince of the North. A man who was Cold, Ruthless and Ambitious beyond mercy. On the night she was rejected as his mate, Malric slaughtered her entire pack… and then crowned another woman his bride. Buried under the burning betrayal, Eclipse dies with her family, but five years later, she is reborn as Arrow—an assassin feared by wicked nobles and criminals alike; a ghost whispered through the underworld. Every life she takes is training that sharpens her resolve toward a single purpose: Kill Malric NorthSteed. Then burn his entire empire to the ground. But Malric is no longer just an Alpha Prince. He is now the Alpha King of the North—untouchable behind towering palace walls and absolute power. So to reach him, Eclipse must do the unthinkable. She enters the grand Bridal Selection, a ruthless competition of fifty women vying to become his next Luna Queen—each bride hiding secrets, ambitions, and bloodstained desires of their own. Disguised, surrounded by spies and trapped among obsessed rivals and lethal politics, Eclipse plays the role of the demure woman seeking Malric’s heart… while plotting to rip it from his chest. Yet as the competition turns deadly, a terrifying truth emerges. In this game of hearts and death, she is far from the only pawn on the board; Her family’s massacre was no simple act of cruelty; The bond she once shared with Malric NorthSteed had been anything but an accident; Not to mention that Malric has been playing this game long before she even drew her bow, Eclipse tows the line of danger while donning on a fake mask before him. Because if Malric discovers who she truly is— If he realizes she is the mate he once rejected— If the embers between them ignite into something dangerously real— Then Eclipse will face a fate far worse than death. For when he catches her, no arrow, no mask, no hatred will save her. Not from his vengeance. Not from his power. Not from the forbidden love that could destroy them both.
JaneSmitten · 28.5k Views

The Transcendent Unwritten World: If I Die, Everything Ends

I am Varek Vantyx. A cursed name given to me by my deceased parents. I grew up in the slums, my goal fixated on power. However- I failed to awaken my soul. Without that first awakened layer of existence, the higher ones remain forever out of reach. I was left behind. Powerless. Ordinary. There was another path, a forbidden one. Those who couldn't awaken sometimes sought infection by the Anomaly, a dangerous force that twisted fate itself. A curse more often than a blessing, but at least a chance. I tried. But- The Anomaly rejected me. In nearly an entire eon, no one had ever been refused. Until me. That same day, I crossed paths with a high-ranking Displaced. There was no fight. I was erased. My fortune was utterly abyssmal my entire life. …And yet, death wasn't the end. As my consciousness faded, I watched existence come apart, cities unravelling into dust, timelines folding in on themselves, reality dissolving. I was left alone, flickering faintly in nonexistence. Then the messages came. [Your last chance at life has been taken away. One more, and the Unwritten World shall fall.] [Go ahead, ####… The People From Beyond have granted you a second chance.] [This time, you will not be alone. You shall rise, O ####.] "What does that even mean?" I couldn't even see my own name. [You have been gifted a Supreme Package from the Beyond.] [Gifts necessary to stabilise the Unwritten World will be issued upon your return.] [You have received Two of the Highest Ranked Systems.] [ Soul Continuum System-Online.] [ Boundless Sovereignty System-Online.] A longer pause this time. Then the package unsealed. [Supreme Package - Contents Revealed.] [Ability Granted: Voidweave Dominion - Rank: Boundless] [Ability Granted: Chronal Severance - Rank: Omniscient] [Ability Granted: Unwritten Sovereignty - Rank: Empyrean] [Passive Granted: Existence Anchor - Rank: Boundless] [Sealed Innate Ability: #### - Rank:#### | Unlock Condition: Unknown] [WARNING: Abilities of this magnitude will be suppressed until your vessel can withstand them.] [Partial release will occur as your soul stabilises.] [Make the best use of them, ####.] [Do not die. No matter what.] Everything restarted. --- Tags: #R-18 · #LimitlessEvolution · #TimeManipulation · #UniquePowerSystem Author's Note: The protagonist isn't a hero, he is a villain, closer to chaotic evil, and not afraid to cross lines. Medium-to-fast pace. See you inside the Unwritten World. ---
Gokui101 · 17.1k Views

Reborn as a Flood Dragon: taking a female Sword Immortal as disciple

After a day of hard work, Zhou Zaizhi, a surgeon in training, freshly graduated from university, died in his sleep. After investigation, the police concluded the cause of death as: Heart attack. Due to pulling all nighters frequently to met the deadlines on assignments, keep up his studies, and to wake up in time for his rounds in the hospital, Zhou Zaizhi had developed two bad habit: microsleep and reliance on energy drinks. AFter a year and a half, his frail body that was getting weaker by the day due to the lack of exercise finally gave in. Zhou Zaizhi died alone in his rented room silently, pitifully. When he opened his eyes again, Zhou Zaizhi found himself in a dark cave smell of blood and decay. He looked at his body and was shocked to find that he was no longer human. After he came out and investigated for a while, he found out with hollow laughter was that he seemed to had been reborn and possessed a flood dragon. What made him despaired was that he seemed to be hated by all, shunned by all. And that was not the worst of it. The longer he lived, the more he found out a terrifying truth: There seems to be many old monsters lurking in the dark, constantly whispering words of deceit to his ears, controlling the tide of the world. "How am I supposed to survive like this!?" Turning to look at his youngest disciple that he took in a few decades back, Zhou Zaizhi felt a sense of relief. 'As long as I have this disciple, my survival is certain, Nascent Soul is in sight!' He thought happily with such optimistic world view, how innocent. It was a beautiful woman who seems to be in her early twenties. Instead of delicate flowing silk robe, this woman instead wore fur coat with light, Mountain Patern Armor. Her name was Wan Zhaolu. Zhou Zaizhi sighed, "Lu'Er, why are you wearing your armor all the time? Isn't it uncomfortable? You should try wearing that silken skirt little Xiao gave you the other day." Wan Zhaolu who was wiping her sword looked up at him with a trace of anger and annoyance hidden inside her eyes: "Master, you know Xiaomiao?" Zhou Zaizhi tilted his head slight, he replied: "Of course? She's your friend after all." Wan Zhaolu sighed and was about to turn back to cleaning her sword when she heard him continued: "Or you could try this dress little Jinghua gave me. Sighs, why did she even give me such a thing? It’s not as if I can wear it." Wan Zhaolu snapped her head back at him, " Who is this Jinghua? Is she a woman?" "Huh? She is Yisong's junior, she visited us a few months ago remeber? She even introduced me to her master and aunt aunt maste-" Zhou Zaizhi's words were cut off before he could finish, a sharp blade had already appeared beside his neck at some point in time. "You know other women!?" "???"
Sword_ImmortaI · 32 Views