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Ultima's Bite!

In a world scarred by the rise of biomechanical warfare and the shadow of an enigmatic syndicate known only as Ragnarök, one girl stands at the edge of revolution. April, a seemingly ordinary 20-year-old living in the fractured remnants of a future society, hides a past drenched in trauma and secrets. Blinded and deafened during a harrowing attempt to escape her abusive father—a man who destroyed her family—April is forced into a life of silence and darkness. But everything changes after an experimental surgery implants nanotech into her skull, technology far beyond anything humanity should possess. Now, April sees without eyes and hears through a new kind of sense. The nanotech has awakened a dormant potential in her—a  sigil etched behind her head shaped like Two-angelic wings. It’s not just a symbol. It’s her Gear, a powerful combat system linked to ancient animalistic and Zodiac powers—each wielder embodying a creature of legend. When she joins a covert organization aiming to dismantle Ragnarok, April discovers she’s not alone. Other Gear wielders now fight beside her. Read às April navigates brutal missions and highschool halls alike—where rivals like Tessa Lane threaten her sanity with cruel mind games—she must balance normalcy and the battlefield. Every encounter pushes her closer to the truth: about her powers, her family, and Ragnarök’s true purpose. The deeper April digs, the more the lines blur between ally and enemy. With Ragnarök’s agents—like the cold and calculating River Hoss—looming on the horizon, April must decide who she’s willing to trust, who she’s ready to fight, and how far she’ll go to protect what little she has left. The world doesn’t need a hero. It needs a weapon. And it just found one.
The_Unique_Nin3 · 1.4k Views

Bound by Dragonfire, Crowned by Fate: A Slum Girl's Forbidden Contract

Little thief, you called me." You'll pay for it with your soul now." Serina is a slum rat with almost no magical power in a world where magical rank is everything. She is watching her little brother die from a curse that no doctor can fix. She breaks into the banned Dragon's Shrine to ask for a miracle because she is desperate and has no other choice. She wakes him up instead. It was said that a legendary beast named Kaelion almost destroyed the land a thousand years ago. The monster that every kid dreams about. Serina now shares her life force with the most dangerous being in the world because of an old blood contract she accidentally set off. But the dragon that appears in front of her is not the dumb monster from the stories. He's devastatingly beautiful, infuriatingly arrogant, and hiding secrets that could shatter everything she knows about magic, power, and her own impossible family. As the contract forces them into an intimate bond, Serina discovers three terrifying truths: the magical elite who rule her world built their empire on lies and dragon blood; her "worthless" magic is actually a forbidden power they've been hunting for generations; and Kaelion isn't the villain of the story—he's been the prisoner all along. Serina has to make a terrible choice when the Grand Magister who cursed her brother comes to take her head and the dragon she's tied to. She can either stay the helpless nobody she's always been, or she can accept the terrible truth of what she is. The slums taught her to live. The dragon will teach her to burn the world down and rise from the ashes.
zayndeen001 · 1.4k Views

Stealing My Brother's Fate

Aria Sinclair's twin brother Asher vanished from Royal Academy three months ago. The prestigious Alpha-only institution claimed he dropped out. The police called it a runaway case. But Aria knew her brother—he would never abandon her without a word. When Asher's encrypted final message arrived—"Trust no one. RK knows. Don't let them—"—Aria made a desperate decision. As identical twins who shared the rare phenomenon of matching scents, she would take Asher's place, infiltrate the Academy, and find the truth. Pretending to be an Alpha when she's actually an Omega? Dangerous. Rooming with her brother's mysterious roommate Kael Ashford? Potentially deadly. Kael is everything the Academy whispers about—a brilliant, cold Alpha from the most powerful family, with a reputation for destroying anyone who crosses him. He's also suspicious as hell, watching Aria with those predatory silver eyes like he's waiting for her to slip up. But the longer Aria lives in Asher's shadow, the more she realizes Kael is hiding something too. He flinches at certain questions. He disappears during full moons. And worst of all, he seems to know she isn't who she claims to be. When Aria discovers Asher's blood-stained jacket in Kael's locked drawer, she's certain she's found her brother's killer. But the mate bond thrumming between them—forbidden, impossible, intoxicating—makes her question everything. Is Kael the monster who destroyed her family? Or is he the only one who can help her survive the deadly conspiracy that took Asher's life—and now wants hers?
favoralack · 1.7k Views

FORBIDDEN HEARTS: THE LINE WE CROSSED

For six years, Avery Chen has lived under Julian Hawke's roof. He became her stepfather when she was seventeen—a grieving girl who'd just lost her father, gaining a man who treated her with careful, respectful distance. He gave her stability, paid for her college, asked about her day with genuine interest. He was safety incarnate: distinguished, controlled, untouchable. She told herself the flutter in her chest when he smiled was gratitude. That the way she noticed his hands, his voice, the silver threading his dark hair, was just admiration for a good man. She buried her crush so deep even she almost believed it was gone. Until the night she brings Derek home—her mediocre boyfriend who treats her like an accessory. She's had too much to drink at a party, laughing too loud, letting Derek paw at her in the hallway. And she sees it: the flash of something dark and possessive in Julian's steel-blue eyes before his expression shutters back to polite concern. "Avery. A word. Alone." That night, nothing physical happens. But everything changes. Because Julian Hawke has been holding back a hurricane. Six years of watching her grow into a woman, six years of midnight thoughts he's ashamed of, six years of loving her in a way that makes him hate himself. He's kept his distance, been the parent she needed, never crossed the line. But seeing another man touch her breaks something in his carefully constructed control. Suddenly Avery notices things she'd trained herself to ignore: how Julian's jaw clenches when Derek calls. How his hand lingers when passing her coffee. How he stands too close in the kitchen, his breath warm on her neck, before stepping away like she burned him. How he watches her with hunger he can barely mask. Her dreams betray her—forbidden fantasies of his hands, his mouth, his body claiming hers with the intensity he shows everything he does. She wakes aching, guilty, terrified. By day, every accidental touch is warfare. His fingers brushing hers. His chest against her back when reaching past her. His voice dropping low when they're alone, turning innocent words into unspoken promises. The tension becomes unbearable. Dangerous. Wrong. But desire doesn't care about morality. And Julian Hawke has spent six years being noble. His control is finally breaking, and Avery is about to discover that forbidden never felt this devastating—or this necessary. When you've been each other's safe harbor, what happens when you become each other's storm?
oscarnathaniel1993 · 1.3k Views

Broken Bonds: The Luna's Awakening

For seven years, Isla Morven loved a man made from ice. She married Alpha Dante Blackthorn thinking her devotion could thaw his frozen heart. She gave him everything—her youth, her loyalty, her body broken twice in childbirth. She even threw herself between him and an assassin's silver blade, nearly dying to save the man who couldn't meet her eyes at their own mating ceremony. But the ice never melted. Not when she bore their daughter. Not when she almost bled out having their son. Not even in the dark when he took her body with clinical precision, as if fulfilling a duty. Isla told herself it was enough. That being Luna of the Blackthorn Pack, raising their cubs, standing beside him—that was love. Until the night she followed her husband's smell to the forest edge and found him rutting against another woman, his mistress's heat pheromones thick in the air, his face alive with passion he'd never shown his wife. Her world shattered totally when her five-year-old son—the boy she'd carried through a nightmare pregnancy, the child she'd sung to sleep every night—ran past her to that woman and cried, "Mommy! Daddy said you'd come back!" Seven years of commitment. Two children. One near-death sacrifice. And Isla was nothing but a free babysitter they'd suffer until the real family could be together. The Moon Goddess had a cruel sense of humor, but Isla Morven was done being the joke. She refused the bond, walked away from the pack that never wanted her, and disappeared into the night with only her daughter's hand in hers. Three years later, Isla has become someone unknown. CEO of her own company, secret heir to the ancient Morven bloodline, surrounded by power and people who truly value her. She's growing. She's happy. She's found a man who looks at her like she hung the moon—Caden Rivers, the rival Alpha who's spent three years showing she deserves to be worshipped. But Dante Blackthorn has finally woken up. His perfect lady showed her true colors. His son cries for the mother who left. His pack is breaking without the Luna who held it together. And the mate bond he ignored for seven years is now an open wound he can't live. He wants her back. He needs her back. He'll kill anyone who stands in his way—including the man who's giving Isla everything Dante was too blind to offer. Too bad for him. Isla Morven isn't the naive girl who married him anymore. She's the wolf who learned to bite back.
claremark01 · 6.1k Views

Married To The Mad Vampire Lord

His lips hovered near her ear, his voice a dark whisper against her skin. "You may fear me, little bride, but I will teach your body to crave me… to need me, until I am all you ever want." --- Belle was never meant to be the bride. But when her parents cried to her about how her beautiful sister could not be married to such a man, she was forced to take her sister’s place. To prevent war between the two worlds of humans and vampires, the kings decided to sign a peace treaty with a marriage, but the only man they could offer for this marriage was a vampire said to be mad and completely heartless. When they said heartless, they meant really heartless, but Belle, being a naive girl her whole life, had no idea what she was stepping into by agreeing to this marriage. At first, he appeared innocent, a man completely opposite to all the rumors around him, until she slowly began to realize every single thing said about the mad vampire was true, or perhaps even worse! He was a man who walked in the path of darkness. He knew no light and showed no mercy, even to those who were not his enemies. He had no heart to love, no emotions but dark ones to feel for anything or anyone. But all of a sudden, when he set his eyes on her, he decided he wanted to keep her, and Belle's naive world began to take a different turn because the mad vampire was hellbent on tainting her innocent soul. Expect "Now, can we forget this happened and enjoy the night?" He arched an amused brow at her, making Belle's heart drop to her stomach as she recalled the so-called wedding night. She hurriedly pulled away from him, her face flaming with embarrassment. From everything she had heard about this night, she was not ready to experience it with this man. The women whispering about it in Mr. Marchant's shop had said one would hate their husband's presence after it and be disgusted by the act. It was not an act meant for pleasure for any woman but torture. Now that she realized her husband would do the same with her, she swallowed hard and nervously clutched her dress. "I...I am not feeling well, My Lord, I—" "Rohan," he cut her off with a tone of amusement. "Use my name when you address me, sweetheart. You looked quite energetic when you tried to go after the ring for someone who isn't feeling well, but," he sighed softly, "I've always been a generous man. I won't let you stress yourself tonight." Belle began to sigh in relief and smile in her mind that he wouldn't push her for the wedding night ceremony. She was even about to part her lips and agree that he was indeed generous and even offer him a thank you when he continued to speak, causing the momentary relief to be replaced by dread. "I will pamper you tonight, and you won’t have to lift a hand. I will give you all the pleasure since you are feeling unwell. Take it as the first lesson in my plan to make you forget love and welcome lust." "...!" "Lie on the bed for me, Isa." Belle felt her throat go dry at that strict command. "I...I..." She began but could not find any words to say to make him spare her tonight. What had she got herself into? Belle thought as a pit seemed to form in her stomach, a deep, gnawing dread. "Do you need me to carry you to the bed, or would you rather walk there yourself?" Rohan questioned with dark mirth in his voice and eyes as he watched her like a hawk. He could tell she was nervous, but what to do? She had brought herself into his world. Belle began to walk slowly to the bed at a snail’s pace, as if delaying it would help prevent the dreadful act from happening tonight. She could feel him following closely behind her. When she reached the bed, she used her shaky hands to move the drapes aside and carefully sat at the edge of it, her hands folded nervously on her lap. She felt his piercing gaze on her, but she dared not look up at him. "Lie down," he ordered softly. MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE!!
Ash20 · 1.2m Views