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The Seven Lycan Kingdoms: Concord of Howling Blood

Before humankind walked the Earth, Lycans ruled a world pulsing with primordial magic. Seven mighty kingdoms, each forged by moon-blessed blood and ancient power, flourished—until ambition birthed betrayal. Queen Selene Morrath of Morrathiel, once a beacon of unity, fell to the seductive whispers of an ancient darkness known as the Hollow Brood. Twisting her gifts into monstrous corruption, she unleashed the Skarnwraiths, nightmare creatures destined to annihilate her own kind. In desperation, the remaining six kingdoms formed the Concord of Howling Blood. Amidst looming war, an impossible love bloomed: Princess Evelaine Morrath, untouched by her mother's corruption, and Prince Caelen Draven of Ulvaren, a kingdom tempered by storms and steel. Their bond defied bloodlines and fate. On the eve of the Eclipse Wars, Evelaine betrayed her mother, guiding the Concord to a hard-won victory. Yet Selene’s death unleashed a deeper catastrophe—the Hollow Brood, untethered and ravenous, spread blight and chaos anew. Evelaine and Caelen, crowned rulers of a shattered Morrathiel reborn as Caeloria, stood as fragile beacons against a world teetering on ruin. Distrust simmered among their uneasy allies. Ancient hatreds reignited. Dark magic festered. As the surviving kingdoms teetered between salvation and collapse, Evelaine and Caelen fought to protect their fragile kingdom, their love—and the future of lycankind itself. The Seven Lycan Kingdoms: Concord of Howling Blood is an epic saga of passion, betrayal, war, and ancient magic—where love must survive the shadows of a cursed legacy.
sammiebraveheart · 2.9k Views

Thrown Away by My Husband, Desired by the Devil

Sophia de Santos gave up everything for love. She had thought marrying Alexander Reins would be the start of her forever. Instead, it became her ruin. Because not only was her dreams, her freedom, her future all gone with the wind. Also, on the day she was meant to share the joy of their unborn child, Alexander handed her divorce papers, and with them, the truth that she was nothing more than a placeholder, a shadow of the woman he truly loved. And when fate struck her down, leaving her broken and bleeding, he ran to that woman. Not once did he look back. But death did not take her. Instead, something else found her. In the darkest hour of her life, a stranger appeared, a man with eyes like obsidian fire and a smile that whispered temptation. Xander Nightshade offered her a contract marriage. No strings, no questions. Just salvation in the shape of a deal. Desperate and hollowed by betrayal, Sophia agreed. But Xander Nightshade was no ordinary man. His presence made her skin prickle. His words felt like spells. And his touch? A brand she couldn’t forget. She thought she was running from heartbreak… But she was falling into the arms of something far more dangerous. Because the man who saved her isn’t just powerful. He isn’t just mysterious. He is the devil himself. And he just made her his. Excerpt “You’re trembling,” he said, his hand just hovering next to my cheek, almost close enough to touch. “Are you afraid of me, Sophia?” I wanted to lie. I wanted to say yes, to give him the answer he probably wanted. But when I opened my mouth, the words that came out were softer than I expected, breathless. “No. I’m afraid of how much I’m not.” His eyes locked onto mine, dark and endless, like something dangerous but also... Strangely inviting like moth to flames. There was a twist to his lips, not quite a smile, but something that sent a shiver down my spine. Amusement? No, it was hunger. “You should be,” he said. But then, in that moment, I kissed the devil. And in the morning, I didn’t care anymore if I’d already sold my soul because if this man is fire, I've already been consumed. Burned.
H_Hannie · 22 Views

Her kiss, His curse.

R18+ | Suspense | Thriller | Dark Romance In a world veiled by shadows and secrets, two dangerously powerful souls find themselves bound by more than just fate,they're tangled in a deadly game of seduction, deception, and destruction. Shante Jarret, a seductress forged in fire and vengeance, is no stranger to pain,or power. After surviving the brutal murder of her parents and a childhood tragedy that left scars far deeper than flesh, she rose from the ashes to become the enigmatic leader of a deadly underground society. Her club is no ordinary pleasure house,it’s a lethal fraternity of seductresses and male recruiters trained in the art of manipulation, designed to hunt and take down targets with ruthless precision. Their mission is clear: Hunt. Seduce. Manipulate. Play. Take Down. Targets must fall within three days, or the agent is executed. And one rule is absolute:Never Fall In Love With Your Prey. Shante never failed a mission,she lectures, leads, punishes, and plans with deadly grace. But when the high table gives her a mission she must handle personally,with a full 31 day deadline,everything changes. Her target; Madden Banks;a sadistic, emotionally detached billionaire with eyes like ice and a reputation darker than the stock markets he controls. No one knows what drives him, no one dares to dig too deep. A man of few words, many secrets, and a weakness,Shante entered the picture. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to baby shark dudu,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** Their dance begins: predator and prey, cat and mouse, master and mistress. But who’s hunting who? As days turn to nights and secrets unravel like bloodied silk, Shante finds herself questioning everything. Madden isn’t just cold...he’s layered,dangerous, seductive in his own controlled way. He awakens a hunger she’s never known. A curiosity. A longing. A weakness. And worst of all...a spark of love. The stakes rise. The rules blur. And the punishment for falling in love… is death. Did she overestimate herself or underestimate him? Will she destroy Madden Banks or will he consume her from the inside out? Will she end up being the prey, rather than the predator? One thing is certain: In this twisted game, the most dangerous threat isn’t the secret they keep...it’s the love they can’t deny.
Fortune_Oke · 24.9k Views

Sacred Flame: His Enemy, His Mate (BL)

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] I yanked my wrist, trying to pull free, but his grip didn’t budge. “Let me go,” I cried, surprised by how weak I sounded but for goodness sake, this is an elementary school restroom hallway, meaning anyone might walk in at any moment. “No.” He leaned in, his breath warm against the side of my neck. My skin prickled as my toes curled, I hated how my body reacted without my permission. “You’re mine,” he whispered, “Every part of you, your fear, your silence, even that defiance you’re clinging to. It’s all mine. And I’m not about to let anyone else touch or have what belongs to me. Not the world, not even yourself.” **** Kain Locke would never forget that face, the face of the man who smiled as he pulled the trigger, murdering his parents right in front of him. That moment scarred him for life, carving a hatred so deep it kept him alive. That man was Caspian Draeven, a ruthless Alpha who ruled the underworld with fear and bloodshed and as if that wasn't enough, he took Kain too, raising him in his empire of chaos. But Kain wasn’t broken as they expected him, rather, he was burning. Burning with hatred for the man who destroyed his world and he swear to get his revenge. However, Caspian wasn’t the only monster in the Draeven family. His son, Kael Draeven, was just as dangerous, cold, brutal, and utterly loyal to his father which makes Kain hated Kael just as much, if not more. For years, Kain planned his escape, waiting for the perfect moment so he can leave to prepare for his revenge. However when he finally ran, he thought he’d won his freedom. But the unexpected happens when Kael was sent to bring him back, and their confrontation took an unplanned turn. A single night left Kain with a secret he never saw coming and a bond he couldn’t forget, no matter how much he wanted to. But secrets have a way of coming to light, and Kain’s path will lead him straight back to the man he swore to hate forever. Because some bonds can’t be broken. Not even by revenge. ______________________________________ H_Hannie THIS BOOK IS A BL: MEANING IT FOCUSES ON ROMANCE BETWEEN THE SAME GENDER. kindly skip if this type of genre isn't your cup of tea. Thank you. And this book is rated 18+ Strictly for MATURE audiences. Disclaimer: Cover is not mine, I will take it down if requested by the owner. (And it's for temporary use, till I get an official one )
H_Hannie · 169.1k Views

Tempest Bound: The Mermen's Lure

Brave individuals who travel beyond safe beaches have been plagued by terrible stories of sirens with deadly beauty and tunes that steal brains for as long as ships have flown. Presuming the life of young Captain Seraphine's father, a seasoned sailor washed ashore with unusual, magical tattoos scorched into his skin, these terrible tales For Seraphine, these tales have little significance; however, when she finds her father's abandoned ship floating on the sea, she understands there is only one path forward—to learn what happened and honor his name. But no one dares to join her on her journey because they believe curses follow women near water. Equipped with her father's blueprints and an iron will, Seraphine sails alone across the Seven Seas to meet the relentless storms, ghostly whispers, and forbidden waters. But one beautiful night her net catches an injured merman fighting the iron threads instead of fish. Uncertain but fascinated, Seraphine lets him aboard without knowing that this unusual creature bears the keys to the darkness she is searching for. Between loyalty to his community and developing love for Seraphine, Rowan, the merman, finds himself divided. They negotiate a dangerous half-truth territory where the sea and heavens entwine in a maze of secrets together. With every wave, Seraphine is approaching the truth even at a cost. Old powers seeking to claim both of them draw their attention as they walk farther. The Merman's Lure offers a horrible tale of love, dishonesty, and the thin line separating mankind from mythology, therefore it forces Seraphine to choose whether the answers she searches are worth the darkness they unleash.
Isaac_King_2965 · 98.2k Views

Crown Of Hearts

***Together, they were like fire and ice.*** Damon pursued, ready to conquer while Alexander ran, trying so hard to remain cold and guarded. Alexander had thought guarding the sick crown prince was something so easy until he found himself cruelly yet so innocently tempted. ***excerpt*** "You will stay the hell away from me." Alexander threatened, his voice hard and tortured as he tried to recover from his emotional rollercoaster. "Oh really?" Damon drawled as he held up a wine glass to his lips, taking a sip as his eyes looked at the man that was standing quite a distance from him, ready to bolt. "Yes and I mean it your highness." Alexander replied and he watched the mischievous gleam that entered the prince's clear blue eyes that were quite a welcome compliment to his thick silver hair. "Alright." he relented and Alexander blinked, surprised but his relief lasted for seconds. "We will see how far you can run my honorable knight. Oh and just so you know, I love a good chase." Damon assured and it didn't take Alexander ages to know that he had close to no winning chance when it came to this one man. Oh yes, he was doomed...so sweetly doomed.... ... Hey guys, I have decided to try writing something new, a genre I haven't tried before but one that I find interesting enough to explore. This book is a romance BL novel and if you are one that likes the genre or loves to try new things, please don't hesitate to try out my new book. Also, feel free to check out my other novel... The heiress's revenge: A rise from the ashes. Thank you!
Asha_Nova · 162.3k Views

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 132.1k Views