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Aurelia Vale spent her entire life believing she was nothing more than a powerless human living among werewolves. Without a wolf. Without a mate. Without a place she could truly call home. In a pack that valued strength above all else, she survived by lowering her head and enduring their scorn in silence. The Alpha heirs despised her. The future Beta dismissed her existence. Even the warriors treated her as an inconvenience. When the cruelty becomes unbearable, Aurelia walks into the Moon Goddess Temple to sever her bond with the pack forever. She never expects her blood to awaken an ancient power thought long extinct. Thunder shatters the sky. Her wolf emerges. Aurelia is not human. She is a White Wolf, heir to a forgotten bloodline that once ruled over Alphas and commanded entire packs. Worse yet, the scent of five mates binds itself to her soul the moment she awakens. The very men who once humiliated her now feel the pull of the bond. The pack that cast her aside now kneels before her power. And a mysterious fifth presence watches from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to claim what he believes is his. As Aurelia flees the pack that betrayed her, her strength continues to grow and long buried truths begin to surface. Faced with obsession, regret, and a bond she never asked for, she must decide whether to grant forgiveness or tear down the hierarchy that once broke her. This time, Aurelia is no longer the one being chosen. She is the one who decides who is worthy of standing beside the White Luna.

Lyra Valen gave five years of her life to the man she loved. She believed she was his wife. She believed they ruled her family’s pack together. Until the day she discovered the truth. Their marriage certificate was fake. His love was a lie. And when she confronted him, the man she trusted most killed her. But death was not the end. Lyra awakens in the body of Leila Drax—the hated political wife of Kaelen Drax, the terrifying Alpha known across the realm as the King of the North. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Kaelen wants nothing to do with his wife… and Lyra wants nothing except revenge. So they strike a deal. A fake marriage. One year of pretending. And Kaelen will help her destroy the man who stole her pack and her life. But when a deadly conspiracy begins poisoning the most powerful Alphas in the world, Lyra discovers that the truth behind her death is far darker than she imagined. The man she swore to kill may not be the real villain. And the Alpha who agreed to use her for political freedom might become far more dangerous to her heart. In a world ruled by power, betrayal, and blood… revenge is only the beginning.

Hérése is a good, mature, and understanding child. But following a trauma during his childhood he became silent and distant, despite psychiatric sessions, nothing improved. He had just moved to town for his return to college, ready to start a new life. For him, who had only known study, school and home, he had just entered a new world, a universe opposite to anything he had ever seen before.

The man name Eins Neuro find a female Ancient Beastfolk has been sealed many ages name Lysara and free her from suffering and she become his Guardian.

In a world where sins take physical form, Tabata Inori — daughter of Japan’s Prime Minister wakes in an abandoned warehouse to discover the impossible: the world has declared her dead. Stripped of her identity, she takes the alias Inori Hori, and sets out to uncover the truth behind her “death” while navigating a hidden world where Sins are hunted, worshiped, and feared. Along the way, she encounters allies burdened by their own struggles and enemies born from humanity’s darkest impulses. Tsumibito is not for the faint of heart. This story explores sin in its rawest forms: Rape, Murder, Racism, Lust, Beastiality — not to glorify them, but to confront them. Step into Fukui, Japan, 2022 — and witness a tale of faith, madness, and some of the most creative abilities in fiction. ======== join the server https://discord.gg/RxD46HSjJK to see hand drawn sketches of characters, Sins, Sinners and settings. https://ko-fi.com/william_obeya support me on Kofi, I'd appreciate it.

This story tells the tale of a high school girl whose life suddenly changes drastically after she discovers that there is another world. A world that is different from the one she currently inhabits. A world that is completely beyond human comprehension. And what opens the door for her to go to that world is a scholarship to Crystal Academy, one of the elite schools in the Magic World that teaches how to use and control mehir, elements, and the powers within us. Slowly, the threads of fate that were once severed began to reconnect, forcing him to confront the Dark Witches Devils, the dark sorcerers, and the demons who sought to take over the entire world. Will he succeed in overcoming the obstacles awaiting him and find the happy ending he desires?

Rejected, enslaved, and left for dead, Aelara Moonfall survives a fate meant to erase her. Branded wolfless and discarded by her fated mate, she vanishes from the realm carrying a secret powerful enough to shatter the throne of the Lycan King. Years later, fate drags her back into a world ruled by blood and crowns, where the King claims her without knowing what she has already lost for him. As ancient councils scheme, rival Lycans hunt, and forbidden prophecies resurface, Aelara must choose between the safety of silence and the danger of truth. Because this time, love is not the greatest threat power is. And the children she protected in the shadows may decide the future of the Lycan realm.

BLURB Wayne: "I will never let anyone take you from me; you are my light in this dark forest." ​Euphoria: "If you want to keep me, you’d better stop treating me like a delicate doll and start realizing I can fight my own battles!" ​Luce: "A lion’s warmth is fleeting, little female, but the cold embrace of a serpent lasts forever; why not let me show you the true meaning of possession?" ​Euphoria: "I don't care if you're a king of the jungle or a god of the shadows—if you try to cage me, you'll find out that even the smallest prey can draw blood." ​After a mysterious accident, Euphoria wakes up in a world where the laws of nature are written in blood and strength. She is a "female"—a rare, coveted treasure in a land of towering beastmen who can shift into lethal predators. Caught between the fierce loyalty of the golden lion Wayne and the cold, suffocating possessiveness of the serpent Luce, Euphoria must use her modern wits and hidden weapons to survive. In a world that wants to cage her, she must prove that even the most delicate-looking prey can have the sharpest bite. ​

[CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit sexual content, graphic violence, strong language, and themes of trauma. It is intended for mature audiences (18+) only. Reader discretion is strongly advised.] ------------ “Talk dirty to me,” I whispered. He growled low in his throat. “You want filthy, little bird?” “Yes.” He thrust deeper, harder, and leaned close, his lips brushing my ear. “I am going to fill your fucking cunt with so much cum that you will still be dripping until tomorrow. You will sit at breakfast with my seed soaking through your drawers and smile at Aunt Cornelia like the proper little slut you are.” I moaned. “That is disgusting.” “You asked for it.” “Again.” ------------ Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.

On the same day the Holt family was declared bankrupt, Hilla Holt, the most beautiful woman in New Islands, became a target for humiliation. But to everyone's surprise, Miss Holt turned the tables and got married! Her husband? A man who had been bedridden for half a year, unable to even blink—Bruce Burton. What. An. Ending. She became nothing more than a pawn in a joke. However, just when everyone expected Madam Benner to crumble under loneliness, right in the middle of all the drama, Bruce Burton woke up! Hilla Holt was supposed to be kicked out of the Burton household. Everyone waited… and waited… But instead, Bruce Burton cherished his wife so much that soon, no one dared to even look Madam Burton in the eye.

She walked into a trap, got herself pregnant and as a result, she was forced to leave her hometown. But this was nowhere near the end of the matter. Six years later, she returned with her twins by her side, stronger than ever. But just as she was ready to take revenge, the father of her twins appeared and made everyone who once hurt her pay the price of their deeds. He thought that his act of saving a damsel in distress would move her, but had not expected to see two little babies standing in his way, telling him that there are conditions to fulfill if he wanted to marry their mother…

Branded as a defective omega and abandoned all her life, Clarissa finally discovers the truth... She is the lost daughter of the Alpha and Luna of Green Pack. But the happiness she dreamed of never comes. On her eighteenth birthday, she is accused of being a fraud and cast out as a rogue. Only later does she learn the betrayal was planned by someone closest to her… even before she was born. Five year later, Clarissa returns... not as a discarded daughter, but as the most important figure in the Empire. And this time, she wants revenge. "Those who cast me out… those who abandoned me… Now, I return, I'll make them pay.” ... Meanwhile, Richard Black, the Alpha’s eldest son with defective eyes, rises as one of the three candidates for the next Lycan King. His only wish is to reunite with the girl he loved. Clarissa. But when he finds Clarissa again, she is no longer the same. “No matter how you’ve changed, you are still the woman I love. And I will do anything to protect you.”

"Their first love was like a fading stars". Yoshimura Senkai, just as her name was Reze she really was like a Rain. she teach me patience, resileance, introduced me to—my first reckless parties, my first taste of freedom, my first real understanding of love, desire, and loss. Amano Reze, He save me, saved me from becoming someone I never thought I will be, broken, emotionally unstable. He'd teach me actual love, care, made me into Girl i used to be. Turn me back from what i had became around that time, Looking back at it now I miss those days, ...only things that are left is regrets. ——— Amano Reze, a quiet, playfull yet emotionally guarded, haunted by a past she refuses to confront. Her carefully constructed world fractures when Yoshimura Senkai enters her life—Quiet, enigmatic, and unsettlingly perceptive, observant. Senkai’s interest in Reze is neither gentle nor accidental; it is rooted in the secrets that bind them more tightly than either is willing to admit. He fixed her, from the broken glass he made the art out of it. he make her emotionally stable, and yet decent again. But, Complicating everything is Lemon Kannawa, Reze’s ex-lover, whose unresolved feelings and possessiveness resurface as a old wounds reopen. Lemon’s presence turns the college into a battlefield of manipulation, jealousy, and half-buried truths, forcing Reze to relive a relationship that once consumed her identity. As desire blurs into obsession, the three are drawn into a dangerous emotional triangle where love is weaponized and vulnerability becomes a liability. Loyalties fracture, past betrayals resurface, and the line between affection and control erodes. What begins as a college romance spirals into a psychological game where every character must decide how much of themselves they are willing to lose for love—and whether escape is still possible once the past demands its due.

Su Yan didn't just transmigrate to the Douluo Continent; he arrived with the ultimate cheat: a Dimensional Chat Group capable of recruiting female characters from all five Douluo eras. His first login nets him a "Critical Hit" reward: the advanced Nine Yang Divine Skill, Six Meridian Divine Sword, and Lingbo Steps. With supreme power in hand, his real challenge begins: managing his chaotic members. Bibi Dong: "Shameless group owner! You slandered Yu Xiaogang! Just try and hide from me!" Qian Renxue: "The blind Douluo upstairs, you are truly unworthy of being a mother." Liu Erlong: "Bibi Dong, you old hag, you deserve every bit of loneliness!" Xiao Wu: "Stop arguing! I really just met Tang San... I don't want to sacrifice myself! Someone save me!" Ning Rongrong: "Brother Su Yan, please! Tell me where the immortal herbs are right now!" Zhu Zhuqing: "Su Yan, you saved my life. I will repay your grace... with my body." Dugu Yan: [Waiting for her turn to make a demand.] --------------------- Check out advanced chapters on : patreon.com/Veni_V

Tara is a good girl who always tries to be her best in everything she does. She puts her loved ones first and cherishes everything she has. But what will happen when she discovers that everything she has ever believed in was built on lies—from her family, her friends, and even the one she loves the most? When the truth shatters the world she once trusted, what will she do next? Who will she turn to when everyone has betrayed her? And in the end, what kind of fate awaits her?

Arlen’s life takes an unexpected turn when his grandfather arranges his engagement behind his back—to a celebrity heiress, no less. Thrown into a forced cohabitation as a trial for their potential marriage, Arlen must navigate an unfamiliar world, clashing personalities, and the tension of living under the same roof. Will this arrangement remain nothing more than an obligation… or become something neither of them expected?

He was a 10/10 player. Dangerous. Obsessive. A human killing machine who could make anyone disappear. She was the sun. Cute, fair, her beauty radiating like nothing he'd ever seen. An angel who didn't chase him like the others. He forced the relationship. She stayed-at first from fear. Then from something much darker. He tried to become a nice guy for her. Big mistake. She missed the danger. Craved the thrill. And when he softened, she burned everything down. They built empires. Bought cities. Started world wars for each other. Cartels won't touch them. Mafia avoids them. Governments look away. This is not a love story.its a crazy dark obsession This is a Scorpio bond that destroys everyone who comes near it-except the two of them.

ENGAGED IN THERE OWNS LIFE TROUBLES, DOESN'T KNOW WHATS WAITING AHEAD FOR 'THEM' ...... "...." "Move. From my seat." His voice was low, calm, but carried a subtle sharpness that cut through the silence. "What do you mean?" The words barely left the boy's lips before Silas flinched. That same uneasy, familiar feeling surged through him again—this was impossible. The student occupying his chair slowly turned his pale green eyes toward him. They were sharp. Dangerous. Predatory. "This… this can't be happening," Silas murmured under his breath, a whisper lost amidst the silence of the room. A..Ahser..why is he here?. ..... "Brown… red hair… lime-green eyes…" He took another drag, the smoke hanging heavy in the chill air. "…You're the new student, aren't you?" "Do you have a problem?" he asked, his voice sharp, rude, unwavering. The first man smirked, embers from his cigarette glowing against the darkening sky. "Your name… it's everywhere in this school, boy." "So… I'm famous now?" Silas replied, his tone laced with dry sarcasm. "Famous?" the man laughed bitterly. "Of course. You've pissed off the wrong bastard." Silas's eyes narrowed. "Which bastard?" The man's smile curved cruelly. "Ah… I won't ruin my day by saying his name." Noah extended a hand toward Silas, a gesture meant to signal friendship—or at least truce. His companion behind him, Kevin, froze for a moment, caught off guard by the move. Silas, however, merely glanced at the outstretched hand, his expression unreadable. The awkwardness between them stretched like a taut string. "My name's —" "I'm not interested in knowing," Silas interrupted sharply, his voice calm but cutting, refusing the offer. Eh? What? Noah's eyes widened in surprise, the gesture he had offered recoiling in his mind as something he hadn't expected. Kevin, for a moment, flinched, unsure what to make of Silas's cold dismissal. Did he just—ignore me? Noah thought, a flash of irritation crossing his face. Silas ignored the hand entirely and turned away, moving with deliberate steps. The message was clear: he would not be swayed, not by gestures, not by charm, not by manipulation. Noah remained frozen for a heartbeat, grinding his teeth in frustration. Dark shadows of anger crossed his face. For the first time, he had extended a hand toward someone—and it had been flatly refused. ..... "Aiden—" Delan stammered, his voice trembling. "Who?" Silas asked calmly, his eyes cold and sharp as he looked at them, measuring. "These… these are Aiden's people," Delan whispered. "Aiden's people?" Silas's brow furrowed." "Is Aiden from this school? Because looking at these bastards' faces, I seriously doubt they're not from here." The intruders stood silently, listening to Silas and Delan speak. Then, their leader—who stood slightly ahead of the others—fixed his gaze on Silas, scrutinizing him carefully, as if trying to recognize something. "These eyes… this hair—" he said, nudging his companion with a laugh. "Hey, this is the kid we've heard about," the other whispered back. "Who? Oh, the one with the colorful eyes and hair—the one Boss mentioned," the leader replied. What!, boss, does their boss know me?. A thousand echoed Silas's mind. "I got to meet him myself today," the leader said with a laugh, pulling a cigarette from his pocket. "Well, you've got killer looks boy, no joke." Silas's gaze swept to the door, his colorful eyes narrowing as he counted five of them blocking the exit. In a single glance, he lost sight of the rest, spread across the room, their presence menacing and deliberate. Smoke from the cigarette curled outward as their leader, Lexi, fixed his sharp eyes on Silas. "Thinking about how you're going to get out of here?" Lexi sneered. "Of course," ...... #SchoolBullying #SchoolLife #BrokenFriendship #FriendToEnemy #Revenge #DarkSecrets #ActionDrama #RichFamilies #Betrayal # Supperpowers #SCI–FIC

Garima wrote the story. Survival is what matters most to her now. A bookish nerd from today's Mumbai loves spicy snacks, stories, and staying awake past midnight. Suddenly, her eyes open in a place born from her own imagination. A world where kingdoms rise and fall. Where Devil Lords will one day plunge the continent into chaos. And where everyone believes she is the Saintess chosen by the Goddess. Home has just a single path leading back to it. Garima leads fighters across a century of fights, one clash after another shaping the fate of everything. Easy... right? Truth stays clear only to Garima She wrote this world. Who stands beside them now might turn away later. What fights are headed for collapse. Armed with nothing but chaotic confidence, terrible singing, random Hindi slang that people mistake for "divine language," and the terrifying knowledge of the future, Garima begins rewriting fate itself. A loose rhythm carries her forward, voice cracking on syllables meant for gods, words slurring into decisions that bend time without warning. It's improvisation under pressure. Lines blur between guesses and truth when she speaks. The timeline stumbles, then follows her lead. Not because it should. Because there's no one else loud enough to try. Yet rewriting the tale demands something in return. If Garima slips A lie born from good intent could unravel everything she fights to protect. One hundred battles. One promise. A saintess steps off the page, her voice unscripted. She moves without permission, lines forgotten. Her silence speaks louder than vows ever could. Pages flutter to the floor, untouched by doctrine. What remains is motion, quiet and unplanned.

In the savage world of Elysara, Jax awakens with no memories, thrust into a primal forest teeming with monsters and warring clans. Armed only with his wits and a mysterious System that grants levels, skills, and gravity affinity, he claws his way from survivor to conqueror. Through brutal combats, cunning builds, and unyielding dominance, Jax forges an empire on the bones of his enemies. Demi-humans kneel as breeders and servants under his human supremacist doctrine, harems swell with explicit rituals of control, and gravity magic warps reality to crush foes. Grind hard, conquer all—or die forgotten. New Chapters Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday! Visit my Patreon for up to 10 more chapters: patreon.com/bloodjam NSFW Images on patreon Every little bit helps! Thank you :)