"Should you, as the healer, not take a very close look?" he asked. "Isn't that why you are here? To scrutinize every part of me, including my ability to produce an heir." Freya's face flushed deeper. She had braced herself for hostility or skepticism from the ascendants, but this overt testing of boundaries was unexpected. "I am certain that scrutinizing you...naked, won't reveal much about your ability to produce an heir," she retorted quickly. He smirked, stepping closer. Freya resisted the urge to retreat; his proximity overwhelming, his large frame practically eclipsing her view of the room. She forced herself to meet his gaze, determined not to let her eyes wander to his bare chest. He towered over her, his presence domineering. Droplets from his damp hair occasionally fell onto her face. She blinked, surprised by the sudden coolness on her skin. Roarke lifted a large hand, gently wiping away a droplet of water from her cheek with a touch that was unexpectedly gentle. "Then...do you want to test my ability in a different way?" he asked, his tone suggestive. ***** Freya Lorne, a gifted healer, finds herself swept into the heart of a conflict when she is summoned to the distant and divided realm of Eldranor. In this land, the throne lies empty, and the crown's claimants—creatures of myth and legend—prepare for a ceremonial duel known as the Ascendance Rite to determine the next ruler. Freya's healing powers are integral to the Ascendance Rite. Each claimant wants her unique skills to stand a chance at claiming the throne. However, amidst this dangerous game, romantic adventures blossom, and Freya is torn between her role in the Ascendance Rite and her personal entanglement with the claimants. With each encounter, she must navigate the treacherous waters of courtly romance and deceit, discerning who truly values her as a person and who regards her merely as a pawn in their quest for power. As the final battle for the throne draws near, Freya must decide where her loyalty lies—not only to which leader she will support but also to what kind of kingdom she wants to help build.
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In the distant past, mana flowed freely across all the Earth. There were numerous races, ferocious beasts, monsters, and even gods. These forces put considerable pressure upon humanity, pushing their population to the lowest point in history. In an effort to save his worshippers, the God of Heaven initiated his so-called "War of Righteousness". Many races were devastated, however none more so than the blood race. With her people facing extinction, the Goddess of Blood created the spitefully named Evil Goddess System to preserve her legacy in the worst-case scenario. Eventually, the Goddess fell, and the blood race went extinct. Not long after the Earth was cut off from the cosmic mana stream and the numerous magical creatures inexplicably and suddenly vanished. Tens of thousands of years passed, and humanity spread across the Earth. Finally, having sensed the slow return of the Earth's mana, the Evil Goddess System began to search for the inheritor of the Goddess's legacy. ~~The cover was commissioned for use with this novel only.~~ Discord New as of 4/28/20: https://discord.gg/Bjcgf9E
Synopsis: Malenia, a middle-aged woman, finds herself transported to a magical world where she unexpectedly becomes the owner of a dungeon. With no choice but to defend it if she wants to survive, Malenia faces the challenge of surviving in this dangerous land. The continent she’s on is filled with monsters, but other races—humans, elves, dwarves, and more—have arrived, eager to claim the so-called "unclaimed" land. Follow Malenia’s journey as she slowly builds her own monster kingdom, fighting to defend it against all who threaten her new world... Content Warning: This story delves into mature themes, dark romance, and complex morality, with a deep and captivating plot.
[MATURED CONTENTS] 'If this polluted WORLD yields to be clean and justifiable, I'll become the WORLD itself and make them bow to I, Harriet' ~~~ Harriet Hawthorn. ------ "Even in death, you are to become my bride. If you disappear, I'll become darkness for you and bring you back. This is my vow - to you, my love" He had proclaimed sincerely as he watched her pale smile. She was yet to speak when a twist from her stomach attacked her. She held his passionate eyes, and there it was, her bitter smile - one that spoke of pain. She had wanted to speak, and the moment that happened, a puddle of blood escaped her lips. "I love you" And there she fell. ---- A land that grooms skeletons in the face of death. Nobility and prejudice ruling over fairness. A land where aristocracy baths on the weakness of the upper class. The creatures bathed in the cloth of debauchery. Being towed from a baker's daughter to the stepchild of a noble Lord, then to a bandit. Harriet had fairly understood the world of her land. A place that stepped on the loyalty of the feeble and chewed their spirits. Harriet knew she could not stop the discrimination. The only form to live was to play mind games and pretend to be blind. In between her journey, she enters the House of Oregano. A house bathed with sinful beasts. She had intended to just win their trust, trample upon it and leave herself in jeopardy. Sadly for her, on the first day into the house, she had unknowingly bathed herself with trouble when not just one, or two, but three foolproof red eyes erred to liberate her from their bondage. Harriet must build herself and get revenge for all of the deaths caused by these so-called creatures. But when a certain bridge is preventing her from that? She must face the consequences of her actions. ---- Please add to your libraries. One chapter per day. NOTE: THE COVER ISN'T MINE. CREDIT TO THE CREATOR.
In a world full of monsters and humans, there existed the Five Great Empires: Bergeves, Houndshear, Evergrove, Brineford and Ravenbrook, ruled respectively by the Vampires, Werewolves, Elven, Orcs and Humans. These nations were formed by the first Shadow Emperors after they faced and defeated Zelda, the Chaos god, during the First Crimson War. Several millennia later, a prophecy is made that the defeated Zelda shall be resurrected to exact his revenge on the world. But there is hope, for a group of monster warriors shall rise to protect Amberland from this great threat. They are: Monster Five!!!
"I'll give you the name 'Davel,' and from now on, you will become the King of the werewolves and lead your kind to protect mankind. Don't let the vampires from The Shadowed Land splatter blood on this land again." "I understand, my Goddess. I will protect mankind with my life from now on." --- The Werewolf King, Davel, promised the Moon Goddess that he would protect his people and mankind from the ferocity of the vampires. Unfortunately, the promise only remained a promise that couldn't be realized when the vile vampires evolved so that they became much stronger. The werewolves were crushed as they tried to protect mankind, and Davel even had to sacrifice his life. He thought he was dead, but who would have thought that he was sent to a world completely different from his own instead of dying? He knew a fact that there was only one person who could save his people and mankind from the cruelty of the vampires, and that person was the Moon Goddess. In a world that was completely foreign to him, Davel must find the Moon Goddess who had died and was reincarnated. How could Davel find the Goddess whose appearance had changed? How could they save the werewolves and mankind in the world they left behind? --- Original cover artwork by otochi__ (on Instagram)
Fang Qingyan traveled to a different continent of swords and magic, where hundreds of clans were at war, and the chaotic world was ups and downs. But unfortunately, he became a vampire, and even more unfortunate is that he became the weakest and humblest blood family. But I didn’t expect to wake up the sign-in system, as long as you sign in, you can get amazing rewards: Sign in at the Castle of the Count of Kastain, and get [Counter-level Blood Essence x1]; Check in at Laimia City, the ancestral land of the blood family, and get the artifact [Ancestor Lilith’s Asylum]; Sign in in Duke Dracula’s coffin to get the super power [Mind Reading]; … Fang Qingyan was a low-key ghost in his ancestral land, and he made up his mind not to cultivate into the real body of the first ancestor, and swore that he would not leave the country if he ascended the throne! Until one day, fifty years later, the orc army of the kingdom of Azeroth crossed the Draenor Mountains and entered the ancestral land of the blood race! Seeing that the vampire is about to exterminate the family, Fang Qingyan’s strength will no longer allow Fang Qingyan to keep a low profile… I do not own anything I just fix one thing by chapter. Correct until chapters 88. (21/08/22)
Volume One: Evaline Calderon was pulled from a life of destitution when she is found out to be a royal. She is thrust into an hazardously intriguing and deceptive life in the royal court. Soon she discovers that she is a vessel for a witch's magic and the longer she threads through the new life she has been given she realises there is far more at stake than she first thought. An entity that threatens the fate of the kingdom as a whole is amiss. But when her diary of a grandmother she barely knew leads to the Commander of The Witch hunters, she has no choice but to take his help. Together they unravel secrets and the closer they get to the root, the more sparks begin to fly. Despite everything, trusting him with her own damning secret seems too impossible especially when she suspects that he too has skeletons in his closets. In this fantasy romance filled with mystery, themes of betrayal and love intertwine, shaping Evaline's journey from weakness to strength in a court where danger lurks behind every opulent facade. *Excerpt* "Xavier," My voice was more stable than I felt. "Let me go." His grip did not loosen even an inch. His piercing green eyes never left mine. "I don't intend to." His voice was hoarse and his gaze fell to my lips. I took steps back but he followed as though in a dance until my back hit a wall. "What are you so afraid of?" His whispered. "I am not afraid," The lie slid passed my lips as though they were the truest words. "I just need to..." "I am not letting you leave, Eva." He dropped his head towards my lips. My heart thumped harder in my chest. I wanted this, I wanted him but I knew better because once he knew... it would be my end. I turned my head away but his mouth only dropped to my neck and he took full advantage. His mouth grazed the sensitive flesh until I quivered. Until I moaned. "You don't understand..." I squirmed against his hard body. "I don't want this." Another lie. He paused and whispered against my skin. "Yet your body betrays you, my little wife."
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WARNING- This is NOT a Werewolf Romance book! This is an erotica and includes various sex scenes. Alpha Vishous and his girlfriend Ava are werewolves living in a pack. To become the Luna of their pack, Ava has to complete some rituals that may leave her helpless and completely at the mercy of a pack of dangerous wolves and their God. -- Now you can directly buy this book's entire series from me by going to : reamstories.com/krystalwatt There are more books and more eroticas available on there for you to read and enjoy. FB group: fb.com/groups/krystalwatt / Krystal Watt’s Pack: A Reader’s Club Page: fb.com/ktish7 Instagram: @authorkrystalwatt
[Erotic oneshot tales | R-18 chapters] He: "Come sit on my lap and we will talk about the first thing which pops up." She: "What do you mean by that?" [Taps on his thigh to gesture her] He: "Sit and see for yourself." -*-*-*-*- - Every chapter is a separate story - Updates will be sporadic but worth it - Highly readable quality
With each mile that he passed with his car his anger turned from fury to a blinding fire to a pitch black pit of chaos. And yet the pitch black chaos was too small a word as further ahead he went, until there he stood in front of ‘Manerium Somniorum’ The manor of dreams. Standing at the gates his anger dissipated to a form of fear and melancholy. Christian knew it like he knew the back of his hand that these emotions were his. Whatever he was feeling was an aftermath of what the manor was listening in on. The walls were screaming the story that unfolded between their bricks as the windows tried to leap open, over powered by the yearning need for some kind of a void. An escape from what unfolded. The gate of the manor seemed barred from reality. Acutely preoccupied by the nightmare. Participating and escaping every word the manor screamed. Time did not exist beyond these gates. No what was left behind was simply the shadow of broken hearts. With each second that passed Christian watched a darkness descend upon the manor as thick mists of clouds and shadows formed. Untouched was the reality outside the gate but inside Manerium Somniorum dreamed. Dreamed of a heartbroken man. Echoed of an unquenchable thirst. Begged for her return. Pulling every reality into it in its desperation, whispering and moaning Christian or anyone that dared to watch to enter. Enter their dream. Dream their love. And bathe in their despair as a symphony lulled Christian into a heavy sleep. With each ticking minute the manor seemed to draw further and further away, without even realizing his eyes had closed and his body was mesmerized by her. By them. It played out again like a song, starting with a verse. A look. A pair of eyes. A shadow. As translucent darkness shone brightly around a man and interlaced with his soul. And there she stood. It was her form and her face and yet her eyes betrayed who she was. A conscious thought metaphored into her existence, standing right there under the soft glow of his lantern. Christian was the prince and the prince was chaos as their fell in love for the first time. As their skin felt the fleeting graze of her smile and their ears heard the soft whisper of her gown tease the ground. There all three souls stood as one falling in love with the same form and yet a different woman. "We were never meant for tomorrow ..." She said with a trembling voice as her hand reached out for his, so close and yet much like their fates all there was between them were dreams.
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Gods sought entertainment, thus, they introduced a game of "Reincarnators." Only one can become a veritable "God." Haruto Sakamoto, known by his friends and family as an unmotivated bastard. He spent his time as a shut-in playing numerous RPGs or engaging in pornography. No real goals in life. The first time he gets motivated to save a beautiful girl, he dies by stabbing. Then, he is reincarnated into a new world, a world of Swords, Guns and Magic maybe this is indeed his chance to make up for his previous life. He had the privilege of keeping his memories, could you imagine a perverted man in his late forties within the body of a child. That's exactly who Haruto became. He was reborn as Archibald Pendragon. In every part of the world the name Pendragon is a well known one, after all it hails from the king of Camelot and the one who slew the dragons that terrorized them. But, Archibald wasn't born to that branch of the family, instead to the lower of the three houses under the name Pendragon. Yet, he was born with the genes of the Sword God, something unknown to him. This grants him the advantage of intense skill with a sword and high physical prowess, how does he survive in this new world? As the story goes on, Archibald discovers he's not the only one who reincarnated into this new world. There are “others” some stronger and others on a dimensionally higher level. But he just wants to live a peaceful and honorable life, will that be possible when Gods seek entertainment? Find out... [Another WSA entry for you to read, I put a lot of work into it so please give your support]
Innocent, harmless and clumsy Ceci, but someone out there knows what she truly is—the most dangerous threat to Mysia and humanity at large. Her father's a vampire; Her mother's a werewolf. But Ceci? She's the powerless anomaly, who might be more dangerous than them both, despite taking neither of their supernatural genes. However, her entire life changes when she's whisked off to a school for all kinds of mythical creatures to hope for, and train a magic she does not possess, and to be protected from a creature that's after her life. At Mysia High, Ceci can't help being drawn by the strings of attraction, love, beautiful moments, and dangerous forces—jaw-droppingly attractive boys, charming girls, and Ceci's frail heart. Is she really without magical abilities, or is there something more lurking within the shadows?
Alice received an invitation from her friend Vanessa to join a new open-world VRMMO. Despite Alice's inclination to laziness, Vanessa's insistence compelled her to participate. "Hey, there's a skill that lets me create clones of myself," Alice mused, her interest piqued. "I absolutely need to get my hands on this skill." With a mischievous laugh, she contemplated the possibilities of having free helpers through her clones. *[Ding! Your Clone has practiced [Sword Arts] while you were offline. You've gained 1,231 experience points in your [Sword Arts] skill.]* *[Ding! Your Clone has been busy chopping down 2,567 trees and gathering 4,152 pieces of wood during your offline time. Your [Wood Chopping] skill has gained 5,321 experience points.]* *[Ding! Your Clone has successfully defeated 100 level 1 Slimes, granting you 100 EXP.]* While other players grappled with the challenges of surviving in the game's apocalyptic setting, Alice's clones industriously farmed resources in the nearby vicinity. "Hmm... What an intriguing game!" she thought, recognizing the unique advantage her clones provided. ==========================
Someone marked me for love that could kill. One night, two ancient enemies claimed me—a werewolf king and a vampire lord. Now my blood calls to both, binding my fate to theirs. If I choose one, the other dies. If I choose neither, a prophecy will devour us all. Kaelen says I’m his destiny. Theron says he’ll break the world to free me. Desire twists into danger. Every secret I uncover could ruin us, but every stolen moment drags me closer to surrender. I hold a magic that can shatter every bond—except the one that might destroy my heart. War is coming for me. Love is hunting me. And I don’t know who will survive the night.
"What are you doing in my room?" demanded Shawn as soon as he saw the girl's eyes open. But instead of answering the question or walking away, the girl got up and straddled Shawn's body. Her smooth thighs were clearly visible in front of Shawn's eyes. As if asking for a response. While Shawn was really shocked by what the girl did. Especially when the girl said, "I'm sorry. I really need it." Then with a sudden movement the girl lowered her head until a sting of pain instantly spread across Shawn's shoulder. Shawn felt something stick there. Something sharp and long. Something that pierced the skin and part of his shoulder muscles. Shit! This girl bit him. Shawn's head began to spin, his consciousness began to be disturbed. Especially when Shawn felt that the girl was also sucking his blood. --- I know he's charming. Even the whole school admits it. There are many girls who are willing to do anything to get his attention. Be beside him. Sit next to him. Like my current position. However, there is one thing they don't know. He's not what people see him as. He is different. There is a dark part in him. The dark parts I know, thirst for my blood. --- Viona Davis is an ordinary girl who thinks she will live a normal life and live a high school life like any other teenager. However, two vampire twins enter her life. Changed her ordinary life to be different. How will Viona and all her friends at Shadowfall High deal with these two vampire twins? And what about the twin vampires? How will they adapt to their new life in Shadowfall? This is story that took place at Shadowfall High. There's Shawn, Barbarra, Amy, Jake, Devia and other friends who intersect with the twin vampires. Could they harmonize together? Or maybe not. Ooh ... and let's not forget one thing ... There are some secrets that have not been revealed ...
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Yavanna was never supposed to marry the king of Nothad. But when her scandalous sister dishonours the kingdom, her mother and father discreetly swap her out for Yavanna. Yavanna now must play the roll of her sister, the Queen of Nothad, as well as be married to a king who loathes her. ~~~~~~~~~ “I didn’t ask to be my sister.” “Then why accept the role?!” “I didn’t have a choice!” The next instant his hands wrapped around her neck, choking her. Yavanna stared at him in fear as her oxygen ran out. Her hands flew to his hands to try and pry them off with her waning strength. The last sight she saw before her vision darkened were his blue eyes turning red. ~~~~~~~~ Our Male Lead will not be the nicest of guys in the beginning, but don’t worry. He’ll be really sweet later on ;) Oh, and this is gonna be a slow burn (insert fire emoji) :) ~~~~~~~~ Updating schedule: 2 chaps a day during the week 1 chap a day for the weekends Bonus chapters if the book receives over 15 powerstones Cover does not belong to me
One lives for revenge, the other is weary of eternity. He is a hunter who lost everything because of vampires, seeing them only as soulless predators. His life is fueled by a thirst for blood. He is an ancient vampire, hiding in a nightclub, long disillusioned with immortality and the pretense of being human. Their accidental meeting shatters a fragile balance. The hunter sees in the monster's eyes not cruelty, but loneliness. The predator senses in his blood not a threat, but the pulse of life. Revenge against attraction. A deadly game has begun. (18+)
Erik Mikaelson, the eldest sibling of the Originals, is a force unlike any other. Reincarnated into the world of The Vampire Diaries and The Originals through a deal with God, Erik possesses demon blood that grants him exponential magical power, immortality, and unparalleled combat skills akin to a Witcher. Bound by loyalty to his family, Erik navigates their tumultuous history while forging his legend as the Original Warlock, feared as "Diablos." As he manipulates allies and battles enemies, Erik’s presence reshapes the supernatural world, proving that even among immortals, his power stands unrivaled.