The Howl of the Forsaken LitRPG | Dark Fantasy | Sci-Fi/Fantasy Apocalypse. Four hundred years ago, the world shattered. Portals tore through the sky, merging Earth with realms of bloodthirsty Vampires, savage Lycans, and nightmarish Demons. Humanity barely clings to survival in the last 45 mega-cities scattered around the world. Kael Bloodfang was born into nobility but cast out like trash. Half-human. Half-lycan. And worst of all-an Omega with no ability. Scavenging the ruins of the forgotten world, Kael scrapes by in the shadows of hunters, monsters, and machines. But when a brutal encounter triggers a mysterious system unlike any other, Kael unlocks a path none have walked before: The Eclipse Forge. No shadows. No minions. Only constructs, twisted from Rift-warped metal and burning with raw energy. Now hunted by monsters, hunted by men-and haunted by the bloodline that cast him out-Kael must rise. To evolve. To forge. To howl loud enough that even the gods hear it. Will he survive the Rift? Or be devoured before the world sees what a Forsaken is truly worth?

As an avid- and fairly unsuccessful- writer of fantasy fiction, I know that dragons are pretty much the pinnacle of existence. I dare anyone to argue. So, when my mundane existence comes to an end and I am offered a choice of whatever race I liked upon reincarnating into a fantasy world, of course I chose dragon. Little did I know that my life as a dragon would take more than its fair share of twists and turns. But hey, I was a dragon... Everyone knows you don't mess with dragons. This is the next one to be added up on Royal Road in a couple days, once Broken's current chapters are done being added :)

A Field Guide to Eorhe. (Work In Progress) ⚠️ Minor spoilers (Book 1-2) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in a fantasy world. All characters, places, events, and organisations are fictional. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental. * I am a Canadian author. The English spelling used will reflect this. ** Note about the *images* contained in these chapters: The cover and all images used was created with AI assistance in Canva.

I never thought I'd be noticed-let alone his. One moment, I stood among the crowd, my fate a dark pit. Next, the cavernous hall froze, Zypherians and humans alike holding their breath as he emerged from the shadows: the Admiral, golden eyes burning, moving with fatal purpose. He didn't stop at protocol. He didn't stop at the fear in my chest. The Matrix itself shuddered, surrendering to a new law. In that instant, I was no one. I was someone. And I was his, forced to accept a destiny I can neither refuse nor understand. I should have run. Instead, I stood-caught between terror and the quiet, impossible pull of the one monster who had unmade the rules, just to choose me.

Liora was too tired to live. A corporate slave working as a book cover designer, she died alone in front of her computer - high fever, unfinished project, and zero unread messages. Her last words? "If I were her, I would never hurt them like that..." Then she woke up in a forest. Inside the very beast world novel she had just cursed. But unlike the original fragile heroine who pushed her mates away, Liora has no intention of fighting for survival, power, or dominance. She's tired. If she dies, she dies She doesn't want to survive. But they refuse to let her die. And somehow, in a world where only the strong deserve to live... The laziest girl might change everything

Riley, a young omega trying to free himself from an abusive family, joins the military to fight criminal alphas who are enslaving his kind, but he finds much more than just his freedom: his new family. *** Riley Steele, a skilled omega soldier, is ready to do whatever it takes to get accepted into Special Operations Unit set to fight domestic terrorists: alphas who are trying to bring back times when omegas were considered broodmares and slaves. This unit hasn't accepted omegas in years, and the people standing in his way are not shy to take advantage of his determination. What choice does he have? He's safe from his abusive family if he stays in the army, but the infantry is infested with alphas who see him as nothing but a toy, so he must grow stronger to protect himself. The path forward brings him more abuse by alphas who hate to see a strong, skilled omega in the army, but it's too late to turn back now after everything he's already endured to get there. His wish finally comes true, and is allowed to join the unit with a promise his life will be hell, and the people he should be afraid of are not the terrorists... No... It's his allies he can't trust. Pushed to his breaking point, Riley joins Tactical Team 07, a team of ten alphas, fearing he's made the biggest mistake of his life. But perhaps these alphas are different. Perhaps his new captain is as kind and caring as he seems. Perhaps his new partner doesn't actually hate his guts like he pretends. And perhaps he has found his new family, his brothers, and with them, he might even learn he no longer wants to fight just to protect himself, but to protect his country and the freedom of all omegas. Trigger Warnings: Violence, Blood, Death, Implied Rape Welcome to Shaded Universe, where domestic terrorism is a big issue; where the good guys are not always good, and the bad guys aren't always bad; where men are cute and cuddly, and where "good boy" and "baby boy" are common phrases even between friends.

In his past life, he was plain, ordinary, and always overlooked. But after waking up in the body of a young noble boy, everything changes. He has a powerful family. A soft bed. And... a very cold-faced fiancé who looks at him like he's a puzzle. Good thing he's used to being cute, clueless, and accidentally charming. Who knew being reborn would come with blushes, misunderstandings, and a very possessive golden-eyed wolf? --- --- Author's Note: Hello, dear readers! 🌸 This story is my original work and is shared only on Wattpad and Scribble Hub. Please do not translate, repost, or upload it to other sites without my permission. I truly appreciate your support and hope you enjoy the journey of these characters with me. 💕

This is Liam's story, an omega people never stayed for. Not because he wasn't worth it, but because life kept taking things away from him, again and again, until he stopped expecting anyone to stay at all. He is kind in a quiet, almost stubborn way. The kind of kindness that doesn't ask to be returned. He endures things most people would break under, carries pain like it belongs to him, and still somehow manages to stand. Sensitive enough to feel everything. Strong enough to let it go. Because Liam learned early; nothing stays. Not people, not warmth, not safety. Everything eventually slips through his fingers, so he stopped trying to hold on. Until Tae Ashford doesn't leave. A high-ranked alpha. Powerful. Untouchable. A man who has everything and needs nothing. Except : he can't walk away from Liam. What begins as something insignificant, almost accidental, slowly twists into something else. Something heavier and sharper. An obsession Because Tae doesn't just come back, he keeps coming back. Again. And again. And again. Until Liam, who was used to being left behind, suddenly has someone who refuses to leave him at all.

The novel was clear. The villain deserved his death. A feared kingdom captured the heirs of rival nations, breaking their future rebellions by chaining their princes and princesses as slaves. Among them was the protagonist, Riven Solcaire....humiliated, beaten, and stripped of dignity by the villain crown prince, Maelis Ravencourt, while his destined bride, Seraphine Valoire, stood untouched by the cruelty of that fate. Love bloomed in blood. Revenge followed. But the story restarts when Maelis awakens years before the downfall, inside the young body of the villain himself. The slave prince, Riven Solcaire, kneels at his feet, brush trembling in small hands, eyes lowered-but hatred already burns beneath the surface. If Maelis follows the script, he will die. If he changes it, he may create something far worse than the novel's ending. Because saving the protagonist might not save himself. And mercy might be remembered... or resented.

Summary Shen Yu dies in the modern world after arguing with an idiot online and wakes up as... an abandoned male concubine in a palace where everyone hates him. The original Shen Yu was gentle, obedient, fragile- bullied by servants, ignored by the emperor, despised by other concubines, and used as a political decoration by his Prime Minister father. Unfortunately for the palace- this Shen Yu bites back. Fine. If I'm going to be hated anyway, I'll be hated loudly. -... The turning point comes during the Bouquet Selection Banquet, an event where concubines dress like peacocks and smile until their faces cramp. Shen Yu is dragged there because his Prime Minister father begged the emperor to "at least give the child a chance." The emperor, Xiao Junhan, attends with zero interest. He's already decided Shen Yu will be exactly as rumored: soft-spoken, trembling, and boring. Then Shen Yu opens his mouth. ... When another concubine mocks him- "Such cheap robes... is the Prime Minister's son so poor?" Shen Yu smiles sweetly and replies: "Ah, at least my father has a name. Who are you again?" The hall freezes. A cup drops. Someone audibly gasps. .. Another concubine sneers, "Don't think attending one banquet means you're favored." Shen Yu nods seriously. "You're right. Favor is earned... not begged for like leftover rice." By now, servants are sweating. The guards are rethinking their career choices. And the emperor- is staring like he's just discovered a new species. .. Xiao Junhan had expected a fragile rabbit. Instead, he found a fox wrapped in silk with a knife for a tongue. This concubine doesn't lower his eyes. Doesn't tremble. Doesn't flatter. He talks back. To everyone. Including the emperor. ... When the emperor finally speaks- "So, Shen Yu... aren't you afraid?" Shen Yu bows lazily and says: "Afraid of what? Losing what I never had?" Silence. Then- Xiao Junhan laughs. For the first time in years.