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Blood Moon: The Lycan's Queen

"He was her past, present, and future. She was his beginning and end." - - - - Luna Harristone brought a blade to the Lycan King’s ball. For his heart. The pack’s wofless outcast. Rejected by her alpha’s mate. Ridiculed for 3years. She should have fled when King Draven claimed her as his bride before the entire pack. Instead, she walked into King Draven Iravnov’s welcome ball with silver hair, amber eyes, and a dagger strapped to her thigh. Because the Alpha of Alphas isn’t just the king who burns packs for sport. He’s the man from her nightmares. The one with red eyes who’s haunted her since she was five. The one she swears murdered her parents. King Draven Iravnov has been searching for 400 years. Not for a bride. For a ghost. Then Luna appears. And he smiles. “Finally.” He is not cruel. He is precise. “You have three breaths to become useful.” “I do not collect debts from strangers.” “You sold me false dawn. So I will give you real onesies until you understand the difference.” He doesn’t rage. He calculates. He doesn’t forgive. He educates. Men count sunrises until they break. Lords learn time is a currency only he spends. And Luna? He looks at her like he’s known her for centuries. Like he’s waited. “I wasn’t done with you,”he murmurs. “My sweet Adeline.” Problem is, Luna doesn’t know Adeline. She doesn’t remember him. She only knows the blade under her gown, the mate who rejected her, and the king who calls murder “administrative work.” Two girls fit the prophecy. Only one walks away. He chose last night. But he won’t say who. And Luna’s about to learn why her soul flinches when he says “Mine.” Will she remember why she loved him before she buries the blade? Or will she become another name in his ledger? *_**_**_* WARNING TRIGGER: MATURE CONTENT. NO RAPE! *#Slowburn #Morally Grey ML #Reincarnation #Prophecy #DarkRomance #Revenge #R18 #Angst Author’s POV: Regency balls, 400-year-old prophecies, and a king who treats torture like afternoon tea. If you like your MLs cold, your FLs with knives, and your romance measured in body counts, welcome to the court. _I promise you’ll check for blades under your own dress._ (;..^~^.;) *_**_**_* *Connect with me:* Discord: Mimidaniels_ Facebook: Author Mimidaniels Instagram: Writer Mimidaniels_ ---
MimiDaniels_ · 30.4k Views

Paper Crown:Ivy&Ashes

There are exactly three stages of social death on the Upper East Side. I know, because I survived them all in the span of a single Tuesday. For eighteen years, Wren Calloway was a beautifully kept secret—the illegitimate daughter of a New York real estate titan, living a funded, invisible life of luxury. But when a perfectly orchestrated scandal rips her world apart, her "paper crown" goes up in flames. Banished from her penthouse to a rented clapboard house in the suffocatingly small town of Millhaven, Connecticut, Wren is determined to treat her exile exactly as it is: a temporary prison sentence. Keep her head down, keep her sharp eyeliner perfect, and trust no one. Enter Hayes Callahan. He is Millhaven’s golden boy. The star quarterback with pale blue eyes, a charismatic smile, and the weight of the entire town’s expectations resting heavily on his broad shoulders. He is everything Wren despises about her new reality—a cliché she wants nothing to do with. But Hayes isn't just a jock. When he looks at the aloof, defensive new girl with storm-cloud eyes, he doesn't see a broken socialite or a problem to be solved. He sees someone who understands what it's like to perform a role you didn't choose. What starts as a hostile standoff by the blue lockers soon turns into an intoxicating, magnetic pull that neither can resist. In a town where everyone is watching, Wren must decide if she’s willing to let her guard down for a boy who threatens to shatter every rule she’s ever written to protect herself... or if the ghosts of her past will drag them both under. Sometimes, losing your crown is the only way to find out who you really are.
Yang_Sky · 13.6k Views

Beastmen Are Crazy, So I Sell Them Therapy

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”
Admiral_Blue · 226.7k Views

The Trident's Obsession: Claimed By Three

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.
Nyx_Rae · 143.1k Views
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Strongest Rebirth: My Yandere Goddesses Broke The World For Me

Rule number one of transmigration: Never let your overly attached girlfriends handle your resurrection. Five centuries ago, Emperor Zen Arclight tried to sacrifice his life to save the realm. But his five lovers had a different plan. They interfered with the ritual, shattered his soul to keep his essence alive, and accidentally ascended into immortal, grief-crazed Goddesses. They’ve spent the last 500 years building a hyper-advanced magi-tech dystopia while waiting for his return. Now, Zen has finally woken up, but not as a conqueror. He’s stuck in the body of a "Low F-Rank" academy loser with a shattered mana core, an empty bank account, but with a [Probability System] that helps him calculate his chances of survival. To fix his core and reclaim his power, Zen has to pull off the ultimate heist against the five most dangerous women in existence. By night, he is the anonymous streamer, Ghost Scrapper, broadcasting his dungeon runs to an audience that challenges and reward him, using his ancient knowledge and Probability System. By day, he plays the pathetic weakling, desperately hiding his true identity while plotting to steal his soul fragments back from their divine vaults without triggering their 500-year-old obsession. Because if these yandere goddesses connect the dots between the fragile student, the trending streamer, and their dead Emperor, they won’t just "protect" him. They will drag him into a golden cage, throw away the key, and ensure he never leaves them again. [SYSTEM WARNING: 'THE SPYMASTER' HAS GIFTED YOU 1,000,000 MANA CREDITS.] [ATTACHED MESSAGE: "You fight just like him. I am coming to find you."] Clearing the world's deadliest dungeons is child's play. Surviving his yandere lovers? That's going to require the performance of a lifetime.
Hollow_Void · 52.3k Views

Soul Land: Starting With Charmander Martial Soul (Douluo Dalu)

Lin Mo transmigrates into the Pokémon world, only to be caught in the crossfire of a war between the gods of time and space. The collision of divine power tears his fate apart—and he is reborn again, crashing into the Douluo Continent like a blazing meteor, beginning his third life. At six years old, Lin Mo awakens Innate Level 6 Spirit Power and twin martial spirits. The first is a mysterious Little Dragon Egg—a martial soul that cannot hatch until he reaches Level 10 Spirit Power. Once it hatches, it grows alongside him, unlocking new spirit abilities as his cultivation rises, and evolving again and again into a terrifying powerhouse. The second is a future answer from ten thousand years later: a golden body martial soul formed from heart and blood—a path of body refinement that forges him into something that cannot be broken. Charmander Evolution, Burning the Heavens and Destroying the World [Charmander (Lv10)] → [Charmeleon (Lv30)] → [Charizard (Lv50)] → [Super Charizard X (Lv70)] … A dragon of flame that brings “small shocks” to the Douluo world—shocks that quickly become fear. Heart Forging Body, Indestructible Flesh Starting from the heart, Lin Mo tempers his organs one by one—five viscera, torso, bone, blood, and the whole body—until he reaches the final stage: an indestructible body. In this life, Lin Mo will no longer lie low. With the fire of a dragon that breathes destruction, he will burn through every obstacle. With a body that refuses to fall, he will carve his way upward—step by step—onto the road to godhood.
Eldryx · 536.4k Views
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Vampire Diaries: Jeremy big little brother

When Jeremy awakens with the memories of his past life, he finally understands the truth: the world of Mystic Falls is nothing but a stage, and the Gilbert family exists solely to serve the grand love stories of vampires and doppelgängers. He knows every scheme Klaus will weave. He knows every sacrifice Elena will make. He knows Jenna will die a brutal death, a mere plot device to make the heroes sad for one episode. No more. If this world runs on blood and desire, then Jeremy Gilbert will rewrite the rules. The doppelgänger prophecy? He’ll use it as a leash. The Original vampires? He’ll turn their immortality into his personal guard dogs. The witches who whisper about balance? They’ll learn to balance his will. And the two women bound to him by blood and name? Jenna Sommers — the sweet, self-sacrificing aunt who gave up her youth to raise him. The original plot left her as nothing but a sacrificial lamb. Jeremy plans to give her a much darker, much more personal purpose. Elena Gilbert — the perfect older sister, the heroine of this twisted story, the object of every vampire’s obsession. They all worship her from a distance. Jeremy knows that to truly conquer, you don’t worship the idol—you pull it down from its pedestal and claim it. This is a tale of a reborn hunter who uses his knowledge of the future as the ultimate weapon—tearing down the fragile moral walls of “family,” stripping away the titles of “aunt” and “sister,” and forging them into something far more satisfying. 【Warning】 Mature themes, boundary-breaking relationships, and a protagonist who takes what he wants. Read at your own risk.
Helllord · 462.3k Views

SECOND CHANCE SUMMER

Faith Williams never planned to return to the place that once held her happiest memories and her deepest heartbreak. After a painful betrayal that changed everything she believed about love, Sade chooses distance over healing. But when life forces her back to a quiet coastal town for the summer, she’s determined to keep things simple: work, breathe, and leave her past where it belongs. No emotions. No attachments. No risks. Then she meets him. John Cleff is a calm, reserved man who has built his life around responsibility, not romance. As the owner of a modest beach side resort, he’s more comfortable fixing broken things than dealing with emotions—especially his own. Love, to him, is unpredictable, and he has learned the hard way not to rely on it. But Faith is different. What starts as a casual encounter slowly turns into something neither of them expected. In the warmth of the summer sun, guarded conversations turn into laughter, distance turns into closeness, and two broken hearts begin to find comfort in each other. Yet, the past refuses to stay buried. When old wounds reopen and painful truths come to light, Sade is forced to confront the fear she has been running from, while John must decide whether love is worth the risk of being hurt again. As the summer draws to an end, they are faced with a choice—walk away to protect their hearts or fight for a love that could change everything. Because sometimes… the hardest part of love is giving it a second chance.
Ennybabe · 3.6k Views

A Better Worlds

In a world where everyone strives to rewrite fate as they see fit, those who dare to challenge the very fabric of reality awaken. They know no fear, for fear is the fate of the weak. They know no pity, for pity is a sign of weakness. Ancient powers awaken in those willing to pay any price for power over the world. Each sees the truth in their own way, and each is ready to destroy everything that contradicts their vision. A fire burns in their hearts, capable of melting even the strongest bonds of the universe. Wars do not begin on battlefields—they begin in the minds of those who thirst for change. And when many paths converge, when impossible dreams and unwavering will collide, the world will change forever. But at what cost? There are no rules in this game—there are only the laws of force. There is no good and evil—there is only the desire for power. And when the last stone falls, when the last spark of energy fades, only one will remain—the one who will bring their vision of a "Better World" to life. But remember: in a world where everyone strives for perfection, there is no room for compromise. And whoever survives this battle for the future will write new laws of existence with the blood of their enemies. Author's Greetings Greetings to all readers! ForestRam is me, the author of this story, trying my hand at literary creation for the first time. I understand that as a novice writer, I may not always meet high standards, and the first chapters may seem less than ideal. Important message to readers: If you notice any errors, typos, or plot inconsistencies, please point them out. I will carefully review every comment. I would be grateful for any constructive advice and suggestions for improving the text. Your ideas for plot development are invaluable to me. Regarding the work on the text: despite multiple rereads, I understand that there is always room for improvement. That's why your feedback is so important—it will help make the story better. I hope your journey into the world of my story will be an unforgettable experience. Enjoy reading! Sincerely, ForestRam
Forest_Rem · 85.1k Views

Frozen Convenant

A boy dies… and opens his eyes to a life that shouldn’t exist. Arthur was never meant to be here. One moment, he was lying on his dying bed, a world without magic, and a man who died to protect him. The next—warm hands, a new name, a noble family that called him their own. A second chance. At least… that’s what it felt like. In a kingdom where power is everything, Arthur is nothing special. No talent. No recognition. Just another disappointment in a family that expected more. So he trains and endures . Clinging to a fragile idea of what it means to be a hero—an idea given to him by someone he lost. Then he meets Kael, who teaches Arthur like he doesn't care if he dies. Under him, Arthur begins to change. His blade responds. His power awakens and the thing inside him… starts to stir. But the deeper Arthur walks this path, the more the cracks begin to show. Memories that don’t align.Truths that contradict each other. A past that refuses to stay buried. Was he really reborn… or did his mind create a world just to escape the one he couldn’t survive? And when betrayal finally comes— Arthur is forced to face the truth he’s been running from. Not as the person he pretends to be, but as the one he left behind. In the depths of silence, where ice never melts and time itself feels frozen…something ancient will finally speak. A blade. A promise. A covenant. This is not a story about becoming a hero. It’s about breaking… rebuilding and choosing who you are when everything you believed in begins to fall apart. Frozen Covenant — where truth cuts deeper than any blade… and power always comes at a cost. This is Arthur's Frozen Covenant.
The_honored_009 · 964 Views

Pokémon Harvest Moon: A Ranch Story

Alternate Title: Pokémon: Ranch Story/ Pokémon: Story of Seasons Silas transmigrates into the Pokémon world. After traveling for three years, his hidden cheat finally awakens, and he purchases a long-neglected, barely functioning ranch in the Kalos region. The Pokémon on the ranch soon begin to undergo wondrous transformations. A kindhearted battle god Kangaskhan that can send a Snorlax flying with a single punch; a soft, sweet-smelling, universally beloved Cinccino with MAX beauty; and a Cyclizar suspected of being a reincarnator, wielding extraordinary abilities… … That year, Ash had just set out on his journey, and the gears of the world began to turn… That year, Team Rocket dominated Kanto and embarked on a campaign to expand into other regions. That year, Lance became the champion of the first-ever Pokémon World Championships. That year, Silas became a proud ranch owner and began a brand-new chapter of life. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ TN: This fanfiction is heavily inspired by Pokemon A New Path/ Pokemon Not A Trainer this Time, so you will find quite a lot of similarities that the author copied but this novel is more of a Slice of Life, Cooking and interaction with the ranch Pokémon as the story goes further. Also so the female lead is probably Diantha but I'm not really sure of it yet even though I'm pretty far off in the chapters since the romance is really thin.
BlitzMain · 367.8k Views

Little caring Mistress is a cold devil and actually a young master

"Hold him!, don't let him escape!,sh*t! f*ck!"the man cursed. About twenty men were chasing after a boy. The boy was 108cm in height,his pink coloured hair ruffling against the wind,his clothes were exquisite,and he managed to pull off an arrogant young master look......."He's a beautiful baby boy " the mid wife said.MENG Qi lost hope and lay back down helplessly."Do you want to see him?" the mid wife asked."Take that brat out of my sight!!" MENG Qi blew up.The mid wife tried to calm her down as she cried. Meng Qi's personal assistant,Hé had an idea."Meng Jie Jie,this child crotch is so tiny and small,I almost didn't see it.what say you,why don't we dress him up as a girl?!! no one would find out!" Hé said.......Old Qin held the baby delicately. The baby is white and pale,it has to be a girl of course!The people gathered asked."Old Qin what's our daughter's name?Old Qin smiled, happiness evident in his eyes."Qin Wan Mo" he answered cheerfully.The people cheered.While the baby's expression: "...". eh?Felix Anderson wriggled his hands and realized they were tiny,an old man held him and his name was suddenly Qin wan Mo.He tried to talk,but he could only cry.Felix: what's this!!Felix Anderson,19 year old,an actor with the reputation of a bully.He reincarnates into a prominent family with internal struggle for power,and is forcefully asked to be a girl. He's now engaged to the young master of the Han family who is so suspicious of him. .................... "Do you take me for a fool? you think I don't know that you're a guy?!" Han Jiuran scoffed,a glint flashed through his eyes. Wan Mo gulped,cold sweat appear on her forehead,she replied him "Jiuran I think you're sick it touched your brain!" Luke:"..." Chauffeur:"..." bodyguards:"..." Han Jiuran:"..." "Me,a guy? Han Jiuran speak with your conscience! you dare doubt my feminity,you want proof huh?!" Wan Mo looked pained,she tugged at her clothes ready to pull it off. Luke: No Miss Qin,young master don't need proof! Wan Mo became teary "is it because my chest is not big? tell me Jiuran,if you have found a girl with bigger chest ,go to the Qin resident and call off the engagement,who wants you?ugly!!" she sniffs Jiuran:"..." me?ugly? His face became dark, ink could drip from it. Wan Mo took his hand and pressed against her chest. "At least it is growing,Han Jiuran give it 4 years" Jiuran's pupils dilated,the tip of his ear and corner of his eyes became red. Wan Mo scoffed and left the car, slamming the door and entered her house,she breathed out "that should keep him busy ,my survival skills is so good". He happily thanked the fake breast he wore. Meanwhile in the car.. "Wan Mo is not male?" Jiuran said in a daze while looking at his hand.
Mamma_Mamma · 32.5k Views