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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

{Warning: Contains Mature Content} “Those who venture into the flames shall be consumed by its tongue—And they shall be called the Fallen.” One bloody night, Ember AshFall loses everything she never truly had. Born without magic, rejected by her coven and forsaken by her own family, she was always the outcast. But on that night of monstrosity, they were all plunged into the flames to burn to their deaths. And Ember did burn with them... until he pulled her from the fire. Khaos BlueBlood. Immortal. Cold-blooded Original Vampire. Battle-scarred god. He was nothing like the men from her cold, distant world. And when she rises from the ashes like a phoenix, he offers her a choice: stay a powerless witch… or risk everything and become something more. It was never truly a choice. In a deadly twist of fate, Ember assumes the identity of a dead princess—her doppelganger and heiress to the most powerful Human Clan. Thrust into a court of silk and knives, she becomes a pawn of the Queen Consort—a grieving mother who lost her real daughter, and now uses Ember in her place to enact cold-blooded vengeance. Yet amid the games of politics and power, Ember begins to feel something she's never known: twisted, complicated love. And from none other than the very mother who uses her… and perhaps, cherishes her too. Determined to protect her new life, Ember becomes the perfect daughter, the flawless princess. She learns to smile while wielding secrets, flawlessly playing the game of hearts and thrones among a royal family that wouldn’t hesitate to spill blood for power. Then he returns. Eight years later, Khaos BlueBlood is back to collect the price for saving her. A price so steep it unearths ancient truths and threatens everything she’s built. But what begins as a debt owed soon burns into something neither of them can afford—an attraction forged in fire, forbidden by duty, and dangerous enough to ruin them both. Torn between the queen who forged her and the vampire who saved her, Ember must navigate a world of fire and betrayal—where loyalty is born through pain, and love is just another form of control. Especially when the witch powers she never had begin to awaken—and they all lead back to him. One wears a stolen crown. One sharpens a stolen daughter. One hides a dagger behind every smile. And in a world where fire feeds the fallen, only the cruel will survive.

In a realm where demons and gods vie for supremacy, the Demon King meets his end, but not without a final act of defiance from a nascent god. Cursed to wander his next life devoid of love's embrace, the Demon King is reborn, his past grandeur erased from memory. Now, a target for all demonkind, his rebirth sparks a frenzied quest for the holy water - a prize promising power to becoming one of the gods. The race is on to capture the demon king before he finds a way to break this curse. He have six lives left, would he break the curse, or will the curse break him ? Because only love can shatter the curse. And only death stands in his way.

Lane Allen, an A-rank Guide, got injured on an emergency mission suppressing a dungeon break, and perished in his almost-lover’s arms. As the remaining members of his team continued to fight for their lives, in a fancy apartment in a distant part of the city, a young man opened his eyes. “Phew… That hurt like hell…” “It’s a bit of a shame to switch so soon… But I guess it is what it is.” “Anyway, who should I become next?” Actually, Lane Allen was not a Guide, but rather an Esper with a mysterious Plunder ability! It allowed him to possess other people’s bodies, and steal their awakened abilities. Keeping his real body safe, Lane could enjoy life to the fullest, constantly swapping identities, and doing whatever he wanted without ever worrying about the consequences! How great was that? Except… Damien Lennox grabbed Lane’s arm, and pressed him against the wall, his clear green eyes staring down at Lane intently, as if he could see right through him. “There’s no one else whose guidance feels so harsh and chaotic, yet pleasing at the same time.” It seems that Damien was somehow able to recognize Lane even after switching identities, and is unwilling to let him go? . . . Villainous protagonist who couldn’t care less (at least for now~) x Righteous love interest possessive of MC! Top x top :> #Guideverse #guide #esper

They tore him apart. They burned his body. They thought he would break. But Ash Verlane Didn't meet his end, it was only the beginning. Mangled beyond recognition, Ash awakens in a strange, merciless world. Fate didn't grant him another chance, it was a second wish, a second opportunity... for him to suffer. A forgotten pawn in a grander, bloodier game. Others were sent here too, gifted with powerful systems to survive. But Ash? He was already shattered before he even arrived. Beneath his quiet smile hides a monster stitched together by scars, revenge, and a desperate emotion to survive. To the world, he is weak. To those who know... he is terror. In a land where strength reigns supreme, Ash Verlane will rise — not to be a hero, nor a villain, but something far worse. The mangled never stay fallen for long.

(TRIGGER WARNING: DARK THEMES AND MATURE CONTENT) Imagine being a powerless witch, the lowest of the supernatural food chain, when you're from a bloodline of some of the most powerful witches in the planet. Yeah. Tragic. But now on top of that, imagine finding out that you're the fated mate of some cold, ruthless Alpha King who's rumored to bath in the blood of his enemies and eat little witches for dinner. That's just bad luck at this point. But it's the life of Odessa Pierce. ––––– In a modern Earth torn by a century long war between the werewolves and witches, with humans stuck in the middle, Odessa Pierce's life is changed forever. She's unexpectedly chosen by the Alpha King of the North American region himself to be his BRIDE to seal a "truce". However, in a shocking twist, she discovers that she's mated to the ruthless Alpha King and now has to navigate her growing feelings for a man she thought she'd hate, while still trying to survive in a world that's out to eliminate her kind. As ancient prophecies and dangerous enemies arise, will she be able to pierce through the dark veil clouding the Alpha King's heart and make him accept her? Or will their forbidden romance ultimately crumble under the brunt of the secrets and revelations that begin sprouting? And what will be her role in this never-ending war? Follow Odessa and Kaelos in a dark, delicious ride filled with magic, lust, blood, and the kind of chaos only fate can create. ***** EXCERPT: "Odessa..." His whisper brought me back to reality, causing me to flutter my eyelids as I brought my gaze back to his silver eyes. "Focus. Tell me to shove it in." Argh, what's his fucking problem? "Since when do you care about what I think?" "I don't." He suddenly responded, causing me to clench my jaw. "If I wanted to, I'd simply tie you up without saying a thing and then fuck you until the entire pack hears you screaming my name. But..." He paused, his smirk turning into a grin as he brought his mouth to my ear and whispered. "... I want to see you beg for it. I want to see you grovel at my feet, pleading for the sweet release of me fucking you. The mate bond has heightened your sex drive, hon. And I'm the only one capable of taming it." ***** (This book is a 2025 WSA Entry. Your support is very appreciated! You can follow the author on Discord: @malachijayden.)

I died gaming. Now I'm an NPC. And the final boss? She's in love with me. Kazuto Akiyama spent his final moments defeating Velzeria, Empress of Ash—the unbeatable final boss of Eternal Elysium, his favorite RPG. But death had a cruel patch update. He wakes up in the game world... not as the hero, not as a villain, but as Raze — a nameless library assistant with no skills, no stats, and no fate. Just an extra. A background character. Until Velzeria crashes into his life — injured, betrayed, and far too real. Now she’s hiding in his library, clinging to him like he’s the only person she can trust. The world thinks she's the monster. He just wanted a quiet afterlife. But with fate unraveling, ancient powers awakening, and the boss of the world curled up on his couch... Staying in the background is no longer an option.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Disclaimer: Cover mine, kindly do not use or replicate. Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

Paul Engañar, a Psychologist who had been eagerly helping patients with mental health problems, faces a case that will change his life forever. Everything had been fine until a client called for an appointment. To his surprise during their meeting, his client who had been distressed was confused why he had called for him. Nevertheless, Paul who has just the experience and knowledge of handling cases as such, he was able to submit him into signing an Informed Consent, making their first meeting their first therapy session. Shortly after that day, Paul Engañar was arrested for Murder. His victim? His client. Can Paul make it out of this case? or will it break him forever?

Originally from the slums, Adam was chosen as a candidate for an experiment to ignite the Spark - an entity that gives superpowers. However, he failed and was thrown into the Dead Lands - the place the world became after the fall of the Last Star, beginning a new era for mankind, dangerous and unexpected. He faced against monsters and dangerous anomalies, sometimes creating artifacts - the miracle of this world. Killing his first monster in deadly combat, Adam became a Phantom - one who could evolve, endlessly moving toward power. Follow Adam on his journey, from fighting monsters and exploring Dead Lands to endless evolution!

(Warning: Mature Content) Rose is a simple peasant girl, content with her quiet life in the countryside. In a week, she will marry her childhood friend—the love of her life. Everything seems perfect. Unfortunately, her happiness is shattered when she catches the eye of the crown prince, a man who will stop at nothing to claim her. She is adamant and refuses his advances putting her father’s life in danger. Desperate to protect her family, Rose makes the ultimate sacrifice. She agrees to the prince’s demands, leaving behind her loved ones to live in the castle as nothing more than his plaything. His whore. Will she ever satisfy his desires enough for him to set her free? In a world where power crushes love, can Rose find a way to reclaim her life or will she be lost to Caius’s control forever? THIS AN 18+ NOVEL THAT INCLUDES VIOLENCE AND MATURE THEMES. READ WITH CAUTION.

Life isn’t fair — it doesn’t always give everyone a second chance. Some lucky souls who do get one, use it to fix their mistakes, mend regrets, and walk a new path in search of a better future. But what if that second chance didn’t go to a hero... but to just another side villain? This is the story of a man who wakes up in a world straight out of a novel — in the body of a minor villain named Edward. Now what? Should he simply follow the script and play the role of a stepping stone for the protagonist? Or will he defy fate and carve out a new path of his own? Will he finally let go of his past life and move forward? Or will he repeat the same mistakes all over again? Join Edward on his journey through a world of magic, danger, and unexpected choices — where even a side villain might get a shot at something more. ************************* This is my very first time writing a novel, and English isn't my first language — so there may be some grammar errors along the way. I welcome your honest feedback and criticism. I truly hope you enjoy the story. Your support and opinions mean the world to me, and they’ll help me keep writing and improving.

Note: This book also involves ANOTHER WORLDS like one piece. Ken transmigrated into the world of Naruto and took the place of Nawaki, Tsunade’s younger brother who was originally fated to die during the war. However, he gained a strange "Lord God System" that allowed him to designate others as his "Reincarnators"—he could assign them missions, essentially turning them into his workers, earning him points in the process! [Mission Objective: Act out an ecchi scenario with your own brother.] [Mission Reward: Wood Release Kekkei Genkai.] [Mission Failure: Erasure.] Tsunade, who had been forcibly turned into a Reincarnator, stared at the system prompt with a deeply conflicted expression. After a long silence, she picked up the phone. “…Little brother, come over here for a moment.” “Hm? What is it, sis?” “…Forget it. I’ll come to you instead…” *book cover not owned Note: Mc is an edgy(perhaps?)sis con. Get out if you are weak hearted. *This is a translation ------ Every 300 Powerstones - Bonus Chapter

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

What era do we even live in—still using traditional wands? Try this circular wand instead. It can cast three spells at once, all about catching your opponent off guard. And take a look at this one—one and a half meters long, made of ironwood. Even dragon handlers swear by it. There’s also the flashy Lightning Wand, the double-handed wand that doubles your power, the user-friendly Trigger Wand, and the finger-sized 7.62… As the sole designated heir of the Ollivander family, Harold felt it was his duty to give the outdated wizarding world a little shock.

"Ever imagined your favorite character or one you created suddenly appearing behind you one night?" "No? Look behind you…........Just kidding." "Or am I? Go on, check again." "Alright, alright. Stop twisting your neck. Nothing’s there. But just imagine it..." I was the original author of a popular fantasy novel titled "The Last Villain Falls," a follow-up to my earlier hit, "The Last Villain Standing." Just when it seemed like I was finally basking in another career-defining moment, an unhinged rival author, the same one who murdered our editor, killed me. All because he couldn’t handle losing first place. I died, but fate, or maybe life itself, decided that death was too merciful. Yes, I got isekai’d. But this isn’t your typical power-fantasy isekai. I wasn’t reborn in some majestic world or as a hero blessed by the gods. No, I was reincarnated into the worst possible place… my own novel. “Oh, cool....he knows the plot, right?” Wrong. The story was unfinished. The last thing I remember writing was the hero watching him die, and that's the 20th chapter. But instead of dying, he...I survived. And with survival came something unexpected, a system, not the regular type...with loots and missions into dungeons. I woke up with something called the Reader Judgmental System, and a journal. I didn’t fully understand what was happening until I was shown their comments. “Haha, L take! Shoulda just sold his sister, bro.” “He needs to suffer more so the MC can get a proper revenge arc.” “Deadbeat dad arc hit hard. Peak fiction.” They joked about pain they didn’t feel. All written in my inbox, flooding in nonstop, because I had done exactly what they wanted. And that was my real crime. I followed their suggestions. I wrote what they asked. I became their puppet. “Readers make or break an author and their novel,” they say. But what about the characters? Ever think they might be real? I was given names and their parts played: #Daoist234w78 — Top Commenter #Zart — Highest Fan Value | 5 Super Gifts Per Week #UnbeatableBookworm — Highest Read Count #Negativity — Ghost/Beta Reader And the other 150,000+ readers across my works? They’re all targets now. Call it selfish, sure. But I was a slave to their whims. I enjoyed it once… but this is my life now and I don't want more pain. My name is Han Jae-ling... Ignore the name. ...and I’m going to kill all the readers. Including you, especially if you don't wish me luck. ______ Note: The Novel is not based on the mix of Eastern Fantasy alone, it might start with that, but continues into other areas. As a warning to who ever starts and continues, please do not feel attacked, as this is just a work of fiction. I definitely love my readers not sure about Zhrak though, but fear not.(⁠^⁠^⁠)

"You were never meant to be mine, Seraphina." His voice was a low growl, his golden eyes darkened with a dangerous hunger. "Yet here you are... defying fate itself." Seraphina was supposed to be nothing more than a pawn, a bargaining piece in a war she never chose. But when the ruthless Lycan King claims her as his, she finds herself trapped in a game of power, passion, and betrayal. "If you think I’ll bow to you like the others, you’re mistaken." She lifts her chin, despite the chains binding her. "I am no one's possession." But when ghosts from his past return—one bleeding, the other burning with vengeance—Seraphina realizes she isn’t just fighting for freedom. She’s fighting for his heart. And in a kingdom where love is forbidden and betrayal lurks in the shadows, the greatest threat may not be the enemy outside their walls... but the desire igniting between them. She is the forbidden bride. He is the most ruthless king. And their love could destroy them both.

What's it is like to live with three crazily obsessed ex-girlfriends?, Go ask our boy "Ian Everhart" what kind of life he had when he put himself in a situation where three beautiful, powerful, and rich ex-girlfriends chased him until to the ends of the earth.

In the fractured land of Elyndor, gods have perished—but their power has not. Sealed into mortal bloodlines as embers of divine fire, their legacy lives on through the cursed and the chosen. Seventeen-year-old Liora Valen never knew she carried one of the last embers, or that her existence could ignite a war meant to stay buried. Hunted by assassins, protected by a rebel with a haunted past, and mentored by a seer who may be more than she appears—Liora must choose: Will she awaken the gods and risk repeating the world’s greatest sin? Or destroy their legacy and herself with it? In a world of betrayals, forgotten pacts, and dangerous love, the embers burn… and only the bold survive.