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Birth rates are decreasing. Hope is vanishing. The world has gone gray. Humanity, drifting in quiet collapse, receives an email. Every person on Earth. Simultaneously. The Aegis Mandate. Disguised as a cosmic aptitude test, it triggers The Incident of Separation—a global psychic cataclysm that erases identities, wipes memories, and divides all survivors into three factions: Law, Neutral, and Chaos. Overnight, cities become battlegrounds. Apartments become dungeons. Ordinary people become monsters—or the ones who hunt them. Ragnar Vhagar was just a loner university student. Now, thanks to a system he didn’t ask for, he’s a newly minted Demon King, locked in a crumbling apartment with goblins under his sofa and a glowing soul crystal next to his frozen peas. His new job? Build a deadly domain, defend it from invading “Heroes,” and somehow level up fast enough to not die. Alongside him is Isabelle Thorne, a razor-sharp warrior of few words and one very sharp sword. Their reluctant alliance, born in blood and snark, evolves into trust—and maybe something dangerously close to affection—as they rise together through the layers of the game-like world they’re trapped in. With each conquered domain and defeated boss, Ragnar realizes the truth: the dungeons aren’t meant to crown a winner. They’re meant to break the players. The Law faction wants control. The Chaos faction craves destruction. But Ragnar? He wants something they’re all too afraid to say out loud: Freedom. In the ruins of Kanta’s ogre stronghold, Ragnar and his misfit warband take their biggest step yet—claiming a kingdom, unifying a fractured system, and preparing for what comes next. The Heroes are watching. The gods are stirring. The world is watching a war. And somewhere deep beneath it all... Ragnar is rewriting the rules.

In a world where Forbidden Knowledge , Chaos and Forgotten Truths clash with one another - who dares to challenge the gods and ascend? Thrown into a magical realm, filled with secrets, celestial war and hidden powers, Seo Wero is no hero - just an ordinary student who wanted to return home. But the more he gets to know this world, the more he realizes… the only path is not escape… but through power. Beneath the surface of another typical “parallel world” lies an unknown history, beings that walks among mortals, hiding themselves. To survive, Seo Wero has to choose… Will he claim the throne that was once meant for gods? Will he rise? Or will he be crushed by destiny itself?

She smells like everything they could want... ...and everything they’re forbidden to want at the same time. In a university known for its wild parties and secrets, a girl who reeks of an herb no one can quite identify and a masked innocence appears. And three 'vampire' brothers find themselves torn between hunger, desire, guilt, and something dangerously close to love. Toph, the eldest, knows better than to get involved. After all, he's spent lifetimes suppressing his desire for virgin blood. But something about her scent stirs his insides, including memories of a curse they’ve spent centuries avoiding. As forbidden bonds form and supernatural instincts fracture, desire becomes a risk neither of the brothers can afford. Because some hungers were never meant to be satisfied. And while they struggle to resist her, the Gold Coast begins to unravel. Six people have gone missing, their bodies later found ritualistically posed in the hinterland. Whispers of a growing occult presence are surfacing, hinting that the brothers’ past may be clawing its way back into the present. What if their past isn’t behind them? What if she’s the key to it all?

Lindell's Nightmare is a story that tell us about the band Lindsay Lindell. A rock band that was taking fame very fast. Some people say they have many nightmares after her concerts, and strangely, the band keep a secret that no one know.

My life took yet another turn when my mind was broken into dust. I was mended by a veritable miracle that granted my Damon to get back. Number four was now the whole new version of him. Our life, as perfect as it seems, showed me cruelty when three of my cubs died. Pack had lost something. Destiny took us apart only to get together in the new way of life.

For sixteen years, Roxana Algeirs lived a life of silence and shadow—hidden away, forgotten by the world, and stalked by creatures she didn’t understand. She thought herself ordinary. She was wrong. When she’s attacked by beasts cloaked in bloodlust, her savior comes not in the form of a knight, but Zero—a cold, enigmatic Dusker, raised to slay vampires and suppress the darkness inside him. The moment their paths cross, fate ignites. Swept into a world ruled by ancient vampire monarchs, cursed bloodlines, and secret wars, Roxana discovers her life was never her own. A prophecy binds her. A throne awaits her. And a boy born to be a monster may be her only shield—and her greatest threat. As forbidden feelings bloom and the seal on Zero’s true nature begins to crack, Roxana must choose: protect the humanity she clings to… or surrender to the eternal night rising within them both. Because dusk is falling. And some hearts were never meant to survive eternity.

Earth, a beautiful planet with a symphony of lives of many species, human kingdom, plants kingdom and animal kingdom harmoniously contrive to make this world a unique place to live in. However, this world after a hundred more years in the future, a "portal of destruction" was accidentally opened. And the humanity is in the brink of collapse from the invasion of powerful creatures, devils, demons and otherworldly species. At a time when everyone was suffering from the blows inflicted by enemies and there was no hope in sight. A "hybrid human", because of his care to the people he loved, armed with his magical prowess and strong determination to defend the world, banded with the "ancient heroes" that was being resurrected thru the help of the ordinary humans with its advancements in technology. Defended this world, they were the "heroes in the legend" that serves as the stronghold of humanity against the "mythical creatures", that is adamant to conquer this promised world. Let us walk with this heroes as they journeyed to defend the humanity and the whole world.

In the year 241 of the 6th era, Constantinople was in turmoil. Emperor Constantine personally lead his army, which was completely annihilated. The pagan empire, riding on the wave of a great victory, annexed the entire eastern territory of the empire, and its military might pointed directly at the capital. The 17-year-old imperial princess Theodora ascended the throne in crisis, facing what was already a terribly damaged realm. Rome was about to fall. .................... The wheels of fate spun wildly as a transmigrator appeared on the streets of Constantinople. "According to the original plot, it was only a matter of time before Constantinople would fall." he pondered. "Perhaps I should first whisk away the empress." (The book is categorized under game fantasy worlds, set in a magically altered Middle Ages, and another title is 'I Really Can't Lead This Team')

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

In a world yearning for grand adventure, a soul, weary of mundane existence, is ripped from his reality and thrust into the nascent era of One Piece. Reborn as Dracula D. Alucard, he finds himself in a surprisingly tranquil time, a quiet before the storm of the Great Pirate Era. But within him, a chilling truth awakens: an unyielding immortality. His mere presence shatters the calm, birthing the terrifying legend of an unkillable monster. Even Gol D. Roger, the soon-to-be Pirate King, is left in bewildered disbelief: "I don't understand; that sword thrust clearly hit his vitals." The mighty Whitebeard acknowledges a new horror: "That man is a monster even harder to kill than Kaido!" The World Government, driven to utter despair, can only lament: "We've assassinated him successfully thousands of times. Why is he still alive?!" And the legendary Marine Hero, Garp, simply quips, "Kaido? I think that guy killed him..." For Alucard, however, this endless defiance of death is merely a perplexing fact, or perhaps, a casual game. "What's the big deal?" he asks, a faint, almost innocent tilt to his head, as if genuinely puzzled by their consternation. "Killing me is simple. Just stab my heart about eight million more times." As the world stands on the precipice of an age of grand dreams and unfettered ambition, what fate awaits the eternal devil who cannot die, doomed to wander a sea that promises everything but an end? ----------- Access 100+ chapters in advance on my Patreon: patreon.com/juanfiction.

The woman sat still, legs crossed, a hand resting lightly on each leash. The chains led downward — left and right — disappearing beneath the black folds of her throne. The only sound in the room was the soft clink of metal against the stone floor. On her left knee, the leash was taut — held firm in her fingers, black leather wound once around her palm. The chain stretched to the man kneeling below, his head slightly bowed, thick black hair falling across sharp golden eyes. The lion insignia gleamed darkly against the collar at his neck. On her right, the second leash hung more loosely, though not by much. The man it led to sat still — silver-haired, pale-skinned, his chest rising and falling with quiet restraint. The panther emblem at his throat shimmered under the torchlight, his ice-blue eyes locked ahead, lips drawn in a silent snarl. Both were silent. Both were beautiful. And both were leashed. The woman, however, did not look at them. Her gaze was locked forward — on the man kneeling in front of her, hands tied behind his back, posture proud despite the blood at his lip. The green-haired man tilted his head back and laughed. “Shame,” he said, the sound echoing in the chamber. “The Emperor of the North and the Southern Duke… reduced to nothing more than pets. Is that what you do now, Leash Mistress? Break kings and chain them at your feet?” The woman didn’t blink. Her eyes stayed fixed on his. But the panther shifted slightly, the chain tightening an inch under her hand. The lion growled, low and deep. The green-haired man smirked wider. “Dogs. The both of them. Well-trained, I’ll give you that.” “Cats.” Her voice was soft, but the room fell silent. She leaned back in her seat slightly, her fingers curling around the leashes as if they were natural extensions of her hands. “They are cats. And tell me…” Her head tilted faintly, just enough to be unsettling. “Isn’t it wolves who become dogs? Not lions. Not panthers.” The green-haired man’s jaw clenched. '!' drip A sweat bead fell from his forehead, trickling down through his cheek as his eyes trembled. The green pupil held cunning and shrewdness to escape any unknown path as the assassin mercenary group's leader trembled, not because of the woman, but because of the man standing beside her who looked at him. The man with the black hair and golden eyes glinted sharply at the command of the collars pulled, and even the one with the silver hair, glinting with sapphire eyes, directly at the green-eyed man caused him to tremble in his whole being. He knelt with his head turning down as he realized, while his wolf insignia glowed near his ear. He would be leashed soon like them. He would become the dog under her leg... the dog he had just laughed at.

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” “Princess?” He paused. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”

[The story begins an year before the arrival of Harry Potter at Hogwarts] The story of the rise of Vampire nobility in the world of Harry Potter. Nolan Von Draugr is a rare Vampire who has awakened his magical abilities. With his sister’s high expectations, he arrives at Hogwarts to pursue his studies. He quickly earns a reputation as one of the most exceptional Slytherins in history. ....... pat reon .com/ Hpdreamer 2 Ch/day on pat reon

“He was born of darkness. She was made to fear it. But together, they might just rewrite fate.” A werewolf princess. A vampire prince. A forbidden bond that could destroy them both. When Luna Sinclair is banished from her kingdom for falling in love with the enemy, she’s forced to seek refuge in the very place she was raised to fear—Blood City, home to the vampires who once hunted her kind. But fate has other plans. She is the fated mate of Damien Dragos, the vampire prince who is the pawn for a tormented sorcerer’s revenge. Their bond is undeniable. Their chemistry, dangerous. And their union, forbidden. As Luna struggles to find her place in a court full of secrets and shadows, a new war brews in the distance—one that could unravel the fragile peace between vampires and werewolves. But when Luna discovers she may be carrying a true blood child, loyalties are tested, blood is spilled, and love becomes the deadliest weapon of all. Can Luna survive the darkness of the vampire world without losing herself—or Damien? Or will their love be the spark that ignites a war neither of them can control?

Tristan Bao is at the bottom of the barrel, broke, and stuck with a Spark so weak that he was disowned by his own father. But rent doesn't pay itself, and the only place that pays the best money is the Defenders. Life will be stuck in the Tower: a cursed labyrinth crawling with monsters, secrets, and power beyond belief. What should have been an easy E-rank run turns into a slaughter, and once the survivors leave, something comes out with them. He survived the Tower by pure chance, so what happens now? He was struck with such a harsh change to his body. How will he survive in this world now?

The hum of the coffee shop was like any other a blend of clinking cups, hushed conversations, and the soft swish of the barista’s apron as they moved behind the counter. Adrian strode in, his sharp gaze barely flicking toward the order board as he walked past the line of people. His mind was preoccupied, his phone held firmly in one hand, eyes scanning through an email from his company’s legal team. He was too distracted by his thoughts to notice the petite figure standing in his path until it was too late. A gasp broke through the air, followed by the unmistakable sound of liquid splashing. Adrian's body jerked, the scalding hot coffee sloshing onto his dark gray suit just as his phone flew out of his hand. “Shit!” came the voice, soft but hurried, as the person in question scrambled to steady their own coffee cup and avoid more damage. Adrian barely had time to react as a small figure stepped back, eyes wide with panic. "I.I’m so sorry!" The voice trembled, and Adrian finally looked up to meet the wide, apologetic eyes of the person who had crashed into him. His gaze softened as he saw the clear panic on the other person’s face. The person in front of him was a young man slender, with messy dark hair and a few stray strands falling into his face. His eyes, a warm shade of brown, flicked nervously from the coffee splattered on Adrian’s suit to Adrian’s face. His lips parted in a silent apology as he clutched the coffee cup, looking for something to say, but the words seemed to fail him. Adrian’s frown deepened, his suit already ruined, but the surprise of the moment faded quickly. He tilted his head slightly, giving the man a once-over. "Are you alright?" Adrian asked, voice calm yet with an edge of amusement, despite the ruined suit. He reached for the napkins on the counter to dab at the coffee stains. The guy blinked rapidly, as if processing Adrian’s question. “Yeah, I... I mean, yeah, but oh god, your suit! I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention!” His hands fluttered in the air awkwardly as he stepped forward, his movements frantic. Adrian couldn’t help but let out a small chuckle, shaking his head. “It’s fine, really. I’ve had worse.” His voice held a quiet authority, but something in his expression softened. He took a breath and added, “Not the first time something like this has happened.” The young man Kai, as Adrian now saw on his name tag bit his lip and exhaled a shaky breath. "I'm so embarrassed. I swear, I’m usually more careful." He finally seemed to calm down a little, though his nervousness lingered. Adrian couldn’t resist. “Seems like you’re a little distracted. What’s going on in that head of yours?” Kai blinked again, almost flustered. "Huh? Oh. Just... life, you know?" He laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Work stuff... which is apparently bad luck today.” He pointed toward the stain on Adrian’s suit, his fingers twitching nervously. Adrian’s eyebrow arched. “Work stuff, huh? What do you do?” Kai hesitated for a moment. “Uh... marketing. At... uh, a company. Not nearly as cool as... whatever it is you do.” Adrian chuckled again, shaking his head. “I’ll say this, though: I’m not in the marketing game. I’m actually... not great with people, so let’s just say you got me at a good moment. A coffee spill’s the least of my problems today.” His voice was smooth, almost teasing as he finally took in Kai’s nervousness. Kai looked embarrassed but a little relieved. “Well, if it helps, I’ll pay for a new suit?” “Too much of a hassle,” Adrian replied. “But you do owe me a drink. How about we get one sometime this weekend?” Kai blinked, clearly caught off guard. “Wait, you mean... after spilling coffee all over you?” Adrian smiled, a sly glint in his eyes. “Well, if you’re willing to make it up to me, why not?” Kai’s hesitation was palpable, but there was a playful curiosity there now, his shoulders relaxing as he gave a half-hearted laugh. “I’ll be honest, I wasn't expecting that...

[Mature Content; No rape] "Get away from her, Norwig." His eyes were bloodshot, an icy air swirling around him.  "How dare you touch what's mine. She's my mate and you better don't look at her, unless you want to lose your eyes." Shawn threatened. He could feel Emily's shocked gaze on him, but he could hardly care.  "Mate?" Kilan asked. His eyes glanced from Shawn to Emily who was just staring at the ground. "I didn't know she was yours Anderson. And please stay calm. As you can see, she's safe." Shawn could only scoff. "What? am I supposed to thank you? Emily, let's go." Emily, with a shocked look, got dragged away by Shawn. She looked back and gave the vampire a kind smile but Shawn noticed this, so he scooped Emily into his arms, and placed her on his shoulder! "SHAWN! LET ME DOWN! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THIS!" But Shawn never said a word. He took long strides, taking the both of them to an unknown place. "Shawn! We're at an event where everyone can see us! Please let me down." She pleaded but it fell on deaf ears. "Keep quiet. Don't make me handle you roughly." Shawn had a dead serious tone, but this only made Emily angry. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE! You have no right! Not after what you did and said." Suddenly, Emily was placed on her feet and slammed against a wall. Her heart rate picked up, fear enveloping her body as she thought she had finally made him flip. They were at a far part of the estate. Shawn's piercing eyes roved her face, watching her every reaction. Anger, shock, sadness and fear flashed across her eyes.  "Are you sure about that gorgeous? Do I have to remind you that you're my mate? You're mine Emily. No one— and I mean no one— can touch or kiss your skin." Emily was about to protest this but his lips slammed against hers roughly, cutting off her air supply for a moment. She inhaled sharply, her body immediately turning into jelly at the electrifying lip lock. -----------+ Thousands of years ago, a dreadful war befell the earth. A war between two different sides. A war between light and darkness. When all of the supernaturals come together, they defeat this darkness and peace is restored on the planet. But that doesn't mean they've given up. Now, after a thousand years of peace, they return with devious intentions, stronger than ever. ----------+ Emily Hernandez is a typical teenager, but this all changes when her family moves to another country. There, she finds secrets that are beyond her and that an impending war surrounds her. This war defines her destiny and the fate of her loved ones. She now has to fight till the very end to stop these evil doers. Will she succeed? What exactly is her connection with this war? ----------+ MASS RELEASE FOR VOTES Your votes gives me motivation. So I'm going to do this; 100 powerstones a week equals 4 chapter mass release! 200 powerstones a week equals 5 chapter mass release! 500 powerstones a week equals 7 chapter mass release! *Cover belongs to the author* Thanks for giving my book a try(⁠◕∆◕)

Lucian never expected to die in an alley… until he nearly did. Rescued by his enigmatic old friend Adrian, Lucian wakes to find he’s no longer human: he’s a vampire. Now bound by blood and fate, Lucian and Adrian stand side by side, hunting those who want them dead. But surviving among the immortals isn’t easy. They’re thrust into a ruthless underworld of ancient conspiracies, brutal politics, and predators cloaked in power. In a city where lust makes the rules, loyalty is a myth, and temptation fuels every sin, immortality comes at a steep cost… and every choice could damn them forever.

What would you be willing to do in exchange for infinite pleasure? Eromorphs are human beings physically and mentally corrupted by their most intense desires—transformed into demons tied to fetishes and paraphilias. These creatures serve an enigmatic winged woman named Anamiless, who needs them—as well as three innocent young boys—to perform a strange and dangerous ancestral ritual. Soon, this plan is threatened by the appearance of Violeta Crystal, a mysterious assassin with a hidden motive, who roams the Carnival of the Seven Deadly Sins, hunting down Anamiless’s Eromorphs one by one. When Anamiless tries to stop her, she discovers the Federal Police are also investigating her, which could unravel everything. Desperate to tie up these loose ends, Anamiless rushes to replace the missing pieces she needs to complete the ritual. But the betrayal of Kaleto—a member of her own organization who is secretly trying to rescue the three innocent boys from the dungeons—puts everything at risk. Even the fragile peace humanity still clings to. What is Anamiless’s true goal in turning psychopaths into demonic monsters? Why has Violeta Crystal set her sights on destroying Anamiless’s organization? Who is the strange man known as Kaleto, chained in the dungeon—and why is he able to manifest his soul? How have these supernatural beings infiltrated our world? What drives Kaleto to risk everything to save the three virtuous boys? Will any of the innocent ones manage to escape Anamiless’s plan before it’s too late? Bloody Eros Fantasy is a story of vengeance, passion, and horror... but also of redemption—and the belief that human beings are more than just biological machines designed to fulfill fantasies.