They call him Demise. No, that wasn't his birth name. His mother nor father gave him this designation. Many people weren't sure he even had parents. Some say he sprung from the fiery depths of Hell. No, he earns his title. Every lycanthrope shakes in fear from the tales of him in battle- his ruthlessness, his ferocity. One said he could kill a man with a mere touch. They call him Demise because everything he touches perishes. His skill, his intelligence, his stamina, his endurance, his agility, his everything...holds murderous brutality. He is death and he fucks with despair. ───── Grace was a chosen for the Kingdom of Wolves. She and fifty other women were traded among the four Alphas of the world, paid to satiate their every desire. Grace had not been requested, yet, for she was the newest arrival. Stationed in Kingdom Demise, she worked as a palace servant. She knew one day she would be beckoned by an Alpha, but she never thought it would be by Demise.

In the chaotic rhythm of the city, the nights silence breaks to the sound of Corpse's unexpected battle cry about tin foil. Intrigued and slightly bewildered, (Name) listens to her neighbor as she tries to fall asleep before her early morning shift. Fueled by curiosity and a hint of anger, (Name) ventures outside to confront the source of the commotion. What begins as an awkward exchange soon blossoms into an unexpected friendship, fueled by shared laughter and a mutual love for streaming and gaming. As days turn into nights, Lily and Max find themselves inseparable, their shared passions igniting a spark of camaraderie that transcends mere neighbors. From marathon gaming sessions that stretch into the early hours of the morning to impromptu dance parties in their cramped living room, they revel in the joy of each other's company. But beneath the surface, something more profound stirs between them-a connection that defies explanation and blurs the lines between friendship and something deeper. As they navigate the ups and downs of city life together, they find solace in each other's arms, their bond growing stronger with each passing day. And then, on the eve of a new year, as the city erupts in a cacophony of fireworks and celebration, (Name) and Corpse find themselves standing at the precipice of something extraordinary. With the world shimmering with the promise of new beginnings, they share a moment that will change everything. As the ball drops and the crowd erupts in cheers, (Name) leans in, her heart pounding in anticipation, and presses her lips to Corpse's in a tender kiss-a declaration of love that echoes across the city, sealing their fate as soulmates destined to share a lifetime of adventures, both in-game and in love. ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ²³ ᴺᵒᵛᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ²⁰²⁰ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ ⁰⁸ ᴶᵘⁿᵉ ²⁰²¹

adjective. effervescing; bubbling. vivacious; merry; lively; sparkling. Alva had always been different. Tsu'tey x OC Early chapters are being heavily edited! The chapters with names and not numbers are the new ones.

In seventeen-year-old Mia's world, Greek Gods have certainly made their presence known. That's right. Zeus, Hera, Poseideon. They were all real. Even more, people have actually seen them, met them, and sometimes, fell in love with them. They were hailed as supernatural beings, ones that were to be worshiped until the end. But to Mia, it was quite the opposite. For starters, she doesn't even think that they're even that powerful. Yeah, sure, there's thousands of stories about them conquering giant beasts and saving cities from devastating monsters, but those could all be made up. So when these gods come after Mia for a prophecy regarding one of the strongest--and most chaotic--of Olympians, you can certainly bet that she was more than shocked. - - - "You will either be his saving grace or his downfall." - - - Highest rankings (2/27/21): ares - #1 apollo - #9 gods - #1 zeus - #1 hades - #2 athena - #2 greece - #1 greekmythology - #1 Oracle - #2

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Book 1 of (The Awakening Series) {#1 Supernatural} {#1 Paranormal} {#1 Lycans} {#1 Vampire Romance} {#5 Royalty} The world went to shit long before I was born. Humans like me use to believe other species were nothing more than fictional characters, myths, or figures of one's imagination. But that was before vampires left the shadows and decided to reveal their species to the world. I've been told that teenage girls use to fantasize about being swooshed off their feet by those mysterious creatures. Insane. Matter of fact, insane would be an understatement, they were fucking lunatics. Vampires are not some fictional character that would love you like no other. No, vampires are not some sort of myth, and they most certainly are not, a figment of anyone's imagination. They are very real, and they despise the human race. In fact, they have enslaved my entire species and formed a new world. Each continent is owned by a ruthless, bloodsucking, barbaric, the vampire king. Every single one of them has played a part in the war of the awakening, showing no mercy, killing without question. Humans didn't even stand a chance. Our army and world leaders were killed or imprisoned in less than a couple of days. They slaughtered my race, but it didn't stop there. No, that was only the beginning of human suffering. Trust me when I say the death was truly a kindness, because anyone who survived the awakening, would beg for death. I was positive that my suffering would come to an end when I turned eighteen. I was hoping and praying to be marked as a feeder, nothing more, nothing less. Death was the only way out of this world. You see, all of the kings who ruled over the earth were cruel and calculating. They are all tyrants in their own right and they all answered to one vampire. Who was known as the most barbaric of them all and I was marked as his chosen. The King of all Vampire Kings. Cover Created By:Autumn Sewell (Currently Being Edited by: Iryshlily

The Beast is unkind. The Beast is ferocious. The Beast will rip you apart. © bekahgray

"You are the sacrifice to keep the pack safe, Evelyn Freeman. Your life will keep ours intact for yet another year, and for that you should be honored. We thank you for giving this life up so that we may prosper." - - - "And you, little wolf? You won't try to run from me, will you?" - - - "Sweet, innocent Evelyn was jealous of the woman riding me in my office." Cover by // dusk117.

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

You see an antique lock box which you were compelled to buy. Within is an old book which brings you closer to the God of Mischief himself. Is he truly the monster the world sees him as or is there another side to him?