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The Youngest Princess of the Dragon King Once upon a time, there was a Dragon King feared by all. Among his many children was his youngest daughter a pure hearted princess who would change everything.

She was born without a wolf. In a world where that meant weakness... she became something far more dangerous. Hailey was never meant to survive. Left at the border as a baby. Raised by warriors instead of family. Fighting for a place in a pack that never truly claimed her. No wolf. No bond. No future written in fate. So she carved her own. Blade by blade. Scar by scar. Battle by battle. She became a protector. A fighter. A weapon. Until the night everything changed. A rogue attack. Blood on her hands. And a bond that should not exist. Because when fate finally finds her... it doesn't come gently. It comes as four. Four Alpha heirs from rival bloodlines. Four wolves bound to the ancient kingdoms of Ice, Forest, Storm, and Desert. Four men powerful enough to rule and dangerous enough to destroy. They feel her before she understands them. They claim her before she can run. And they will not let her go. But Hailey is not the girl they think she is. Because something has been hidden from her. Something buried deep in her blood. Something powerful enough to shift the balance of every pack. A prophecy long forgotten is awakening. One female born of all four ancient lineages. One who will either unite the wolves... or tear them apart. Now the hunt has begun. Enemies are watching. Allies are lying. And the truth about who and what Hailey really is could change everything. But the greatest danger may not be the war rising around her... It may be the bond pulling her closer to four Alphas she doesn't trust and can't resist. She spent her life fighting to survive alone. Now four Alphas are willing to burn the world to claim her. The only question is Will she choose them or destroy them first?

Dina has one rule: never trust mortals. And she has good reason. Bound to the Lamp her entire life, she's summoned only to grant Magick wishes. A servant to kings, lords, and conquerors alike, not once has her Magick brought about anything good. Because Dina is a creature. A weapon. A monster. Destruction is in her blood. And mortals are no better. They lie. They manipulate. They destroy. But then Tarrin summons her. And rather than demanding impossible riches or power, he offers her something she's never imagined: freedom. In return, he asks for her help. But there's just one problem. He expects her to trust him. Can Dina risk believing a mortal long enough to break the Lamp's hold over her, or will trusting him prove she's nothing more than a weapon? ✷✷✷ [90,000-100,000 words] #1 romantasy 28.02.26 #2 creatures 22.07.26 #2 high fantasy 22.07.26 #1 fantasyadventure 25.07.26

When Willow made a deal with a reaper to save her little brother, she never expected to end up as one's bloodbag. Or, as Jack likes to call her, 𝙋𝙚𝙩. Join Willow on her journey as she discovers the hidden supernatural world that has been right under her nose for longer than she even remembers. One where love is forbidden and can get you killed. And pray to Death for her soul, because 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯, she's gonna need it. "I love you," Jack smiled. They looked at each other for what felt like a decade. "...No. No you don't." Willow rolled her eyes. "It seemed like the part of our fight where I should say it," he smirked, only making her anger rise. "Why are you doing this?" His expression faltered for a second as he heard the fear in her voice. "Treating me like this? Do you hate me or something? Or do you just not care if I live or die?" His eyes widened briefly before he shook his head. "I don't hate you, or want you to die. But I can't like you either. Humans live a short life, I live forever." He paused, taking a breath. "I can't let myself get attached to someone that will just die on me, or put you in danger," Jack sighed, scratching his neck. Something in his voice made Willow believe this wasn't his words, but rather, words he had been told. "𝑨 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒅𝒗𝒊𝒄𝒆." 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍. "𝑰𝒇 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉," 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅, 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒆, "𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒉." Parts 1-2-3 of the Reaper's Pet trilogy

Five hundred years ago, the world decided the Hydro Archon Egeria was dead. She wasn't. Now, under the name Lora, she walks Teyvat again with a single objective: to overturn the future that was forced onto her people. The Heavenly Principles wrote a prophecy. Fontaine is meant to drown. The gods are meant to obey. Lora doesn't. Every move matters. Archons, the Abyss, Celestia-everyone is playing their part, all trying to control the board. And Lora? She's already placing her pieces. Passing the throne to Focalors was only the opening move. Because this time, she isn't fighting fate head-on- she's playing for checkmate. No chosen-one nonsense. Just a former god who intends to win-before the heavens realize the game is already lost.

​"I hate you," she sobbed, her voice breaking. "I hate you so much!" ​"Then prove it," Veer whispered, a single tear finally escaping his eye. "Kill me." ​Rashi closed her eyes, a guttural scream of agony tearing from her throat, and pulled the trigger. ​THUD-BOOM. ​The gunshot echoed across the Jaisalmer skyline like a clap of thunder. ​Veer's body jolted. His grip on her hand loosened, his fingers sliding off hers as his knees buckled. He crashed to the floor, his head hitting the stone with a hollow thud. A pool of crimson began to spread, staining the moonlight-silvered floor.

【A false Necromancer lacks troops and is hunted down by others.】 【A true Necromancer commands countless skeletons and becomes a ruler in their own right.】 After obtaining the Dual-Portal, Wu Heng discovered that the original world was overrun with zombies. When the plan to become a profiteer failed, a new plan for survival began. Wu Heng chose to become a 'Necromancer.' Can't summon the undead in another world? The entire apocalyptic planet is a source of troops. Can't survive in the zombie world? Then I'll live and learn skills in another world. From that point on, the world witnessed an undead army equipped with modern weapons. Natural disaster looms, with millions of skeletons. Undying bone dragons, undead kings. (Dual-Portal + Necromancer + Magic + Fantasy World + Undead Plague.) Patreon link for those interested: https://www.patreon.com/FALCON_N

In the year 1228, a veteran player of The Witcher found himself transported into the body of a Witcher Apprentice named Alvin Thyssen. That year, the Northern Kingdoms were busy expanding their territories, and the borderlands were thick with war and strife. Monsters lurked throughout the mountains and wilderness. It should have been the most active era for witchers, yet it had been ruined by the book "Monstrum, or Description of the Witcher". Fortunately, Alvin awakened the Profession Proficiency System, allowing him to obtain Mutagens by killing monsters. [Kill a Drowner, obtain 100% Drowner Mutagen, acquire the Underwater Breathing talent (White)] [Kill a Dragon, obtain 100% Dragon Mutagen, acquire the Dragon Eye talent (Orange)] What should he do if he could not beat a monster? Grind for experience, of course. [Apprentice Swordsmanship Lv1 → Apprentice Swordsmanship LvMax, obtain talent: Blade Perception (White)] [Astral Meditation Method Lv1 → Astral Meditation Method LvMax, obtain talent: Apotheosis (Prismatic)] ... Years later, war between North and South erupted, and the Northern Kingdoms collapsed in defeat. "The one who approaches is the White Flame who dances upon the graves of his enemies, the Emperor of Nilfgaard, Emhyr var Emreis." Emperor Emhyr lifted his head slightly and looked across the Pontar River at the dark-haired, golden-eyed man seated high upon the Iron Throne. The herald's voice rang out again. "Before you stands the Grand Master of the Order of the Witcher, the Dragon Slayer, the End of the Prophecy of White Frost, the Racial Peacemaker, a distinguished graduate of Aretuza, a member of the Chapter of the Gift and the Art, and the Lord of the Kingdom of Kovir and Poviss, His Majesty Alvin Thyssen." ... Fan translation of 巫师：从狼学派猎魔人开始肝经验 by 豆浆大饼油条, if you can, please support the original author.

In a world filled with magic, mythical creatures, and ancient grudges, one name is feared above all others. The Dragon King. A century ago, dragonkind was wiped out in a devastating war, leaving him as the last of his kind. In his grief and vengeance, the Dragon King cursed the world itself. Now, only one person can end it. The Warrioress, the strongest of her time, undefeated, unstoppable, and feared by many, was raised with a single purpose: to kill him. But strength does not mean unbroken. Behind her power is a girl shaped by expectations, burdened by the past, and quietly carrying wounds no one sees. She was taught to be fearless. She was never taught how to be free. And there is one truth she cannot escape. She never hated him. She admired him her whole life. When they finally meet, it is not gentle. It is not fate wrapped in softness. It is steel against flame. A clash meant to end in one's death. And yet... in the heart of that battle, something shifts. A hesitation. A recognition. A feeling neither of them were prepared for. Not love at first sight. LOVE AT FIRST FIGHT. For the Dragon King, who has lost everything, she is not just his enemy. And for the Warrioress, he is not the monster she was raised to destroy. In a story where destiny, love, and vengeance intertwine, the line between enemy and soulmate begins to blur. Because sometimes, the strongest hearts are the ones that have suffered the most. And sometimes... the greatest war is not against each other, but against the feelings they were never meant to have. 🕊️Chapters will be updated within 7 days.🕊️

Disclaimer: This is an AU Warhammer with some lore details that are heavily inspired by @Sagas1023 story. ______________________________ It was the 31st Millennium. Mankind faced one of the bloodiest wars ever witnessed not only by the galaxy, but by the universe itself. For tens of thousands of years, humanity had lived in what many believed to be a perpetual utopia, a golden age born from technological wonders beyond the imagination of lesser civilizations. Alongside their ancient allies and former rivals, they built a vast alliance that spanned the entire galaxy and reached heights that seemed impossible. But even such a civilization was not eternal. From beyond the known dimensions came an unknown and endless race of abominations that consumed every corner in the universe. One by one, stars went dark, galaxies were reduced to nothing and entire civilizations that had lived for millions of years were wiped away. After 100 years of desperate war, the surviving remnants of humanity and their allies made one final attempt to escape extinction. Using a device forged from the combined genius of human and xeno technology, they tore open reality itself and fled from the tendrils of the Great Blight that unraveled creation itself. But an incident happened. Instead of merely crossing into another universe, the refugee ship was thrown through infinite dimensions until it arrived in a new multiverse, one whose laws and systems were completely foreign to them.

Born sickly and dismissed as a prince who would not live, Aelor Targaryen wakes with memories that should not be his and a hunger the court cannot see. In a Red Keep already splitting around Rhaenyra, Alicent, and Daemon, one fragile boy may change the fate of House Targaryen before the dragons choose their riders.

When a Hollow anomaly drags Daredevil and Moon Knight into New Eridu, the last city standing gains two new urban legends: a blind devil who can hear the Hollows breathe, and a moonlit knight whose god can no longer see clearly. But as cultists, corporations, and criminals converge around them, Matt Murdock and Marc Spector discover the Hollow did not bring them here by accident. Something beneath New Eridu is listening. And it knows Matt's name.

Three stars fell from the sky. They split one continent into three empires. They gave magic to three bloodlines. For a thousand years, the balance held. Now it's breaking. THE GAME Fifteen teenagers from enemy empires were thrown together by a magical mirror. They didn't choose each other. Half of them were raised to kill the other half. But when you step into the Caraval, you don't get to walk away. "Welcome to the greatest game. Dreams that come true can be beautiful. If you don't wake up, they become nightmares." Now they're hunting twenty-five Divine Keys before the wrong people find them first. The three empires want the keys. A shadow council called the Kurotsuki Zetsubō wants them-twenty-five faces no one has ever seen. THE PLAYERS She stabbed an Emperor. He caught her. Now they're fake-dating. A princess whose empire forgot her, a curse sleeps inside her, and an immortal magician follows her everywhere, whether she likes it or not. Three broken souls who chose darkness because the light abandoned them first. Her parents sold her to a monster. Some love stories start with a kiss. Hers started with a knife. She builds Floating mechs with minds of their own. Weapons that think. She's the smartest person in any room. She was born to save people. She's learning she can't save everyone.She doubts herself constantly. But she never runs. She used to control six elements. Now she has two.Then someone stole four of them.She's going to get her powers back or destroy everything trying. A blade in her hand before she could write her name. She laughs, she teases, she pulls pranks-until a fight starts. Then she goes cold. Their clans have been enemies for centuries. They're starting to think their clans were wrong. Twenty-five Divine Keys. Three empires hunting them. One shadow council pulling strings. Fifteen teenagers who didn't sign up for any of this. The stars gave magic to three empires. They forgot to mention the curse. [START READING]

"You... love him?" Ash's voice cracked. Serena looked away, guilt flashing across her face. "Ash... you've always been kind, and you've always tried your best. But... you're not strong enough. You're always chasing your dream, but never reaching it. I... I can't keep waiting." Those words stabbed deeper than any blade. Pikachu growled in anger, but Ash put a trembling hand on his partner to stop him. "I thought..." Ash whispered, his voice shaking. "I thought we were in this together." Serena bit her lip, tears threatening to fall. "I'm sorry, Ash. But I need someone who's already strong... someone who can protect me, who can actually stand at the top. You're still just... dreaming." Her words echoed like poison in his ears. Ash turned away, his eyes burning, but no tears fell. Not yet. That night, as he left Lumiose City behind, his heart had hardened. For the first time in his life, Ash didn't just want to be the very best-he needed to be. Not for fun, not for adventure, not even for his friends. He wanted to prove Serena wrong. He wanted revenge. And so began his journey-not as the boy chasing dreams, but as the man who would crush them. His eyes set on the Pokémon Masters Tournament, the first one to ever occur, the place where only the strongest survived, the place where the strongest will be born. This time, Ash swore he wouldn't lose. This time, he would stand at the top. And when he did... Serena would see what she had thrown away.

~ Complete ✔️ ~ Born For The Throne, Destined For Adventure. | For Yahana Fang Haeforth and her brother Zoryn Shard -- one destined for the throne of Tsengard -- adventure is rebellion. While her untamed curiosity calls for the exploration of their snowy world called Laestrithan; his fascination with the diversity of people leads him on regular runaway trips overseas. Both are magnets for trouble. She's 17, he's 14. She's 3'5ft with straight white hair, visually average for their world. He is 5ft with curly white hair, a genetic blessing. The two must navigate their responsibilities -- and their father who demands an heir. According to customs, one of the siblings must volunteer for the role. As the pressure mounts, the siblings face an impossible choice -- sacrifice their freedom for duty or defy their king to protect their dreams. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* 》Genres: ☆High fantasy ☆Dark Fantasy ☆Adventure ☆Psychological ☆Family drama ☆Mystery ☆Thriller ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ [An 'Interdimensional Pirates' spin-off and stand-alone of Yahana Fang Haeforth]. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ #1 (out of 319) in mapping #3 (out of 9.28k) in fantasycreatures #40 (out of 28.5k) in darkfantasy

He has lived too long to care. Across centuries of war, power, exile, and bloodshed, Y/N has worn every role history could offer-beast, king, scholar, executioner. He has buried empires and clawed himself out of graves. Nothing remains of him now but endurance. And emptiness. In the modern world, he hides in plain sight as a reclusive twenty-four-year-old investing prodigy, co-owner of a corporate empire alongside the only person he considers family-Sol, the sister he once chose and saved. Humanity believes he is brilliant. They have no idea he is a monster. When Sol agrees to a reality program that forces a rising idol group to move into their penthouse, Y/N is dragged unwillingly into the spotlight. Cameras. Red carpets. Manufactured smiles. A house suddenly filled with human life. He despises it. The noise. The attention. The fragile, beating hearts moving freely through his home. Yet among the four idols now living under his roof, one unsettles him. She is entirely human. Entirely ordinary. And somehow, she draws his attention in a way centuries of war never have. There is no prophecy. No ancient bond. No hidden destiny tying them together. Only something far more dangerous- Choice. The existence of vampires-and the ancient war that once shattered his former family-remains buried in secrecy. Humanity will never know the battles fought in their shadows. But the past does not stay buried forever. An ancient vampire he once called kin-once trusted beyond reason-has resurfaced. A being tied to the destruction of everything Y/N once belonged to. The war that ended millennia ago may not be over after all. Now Y/N must navigate two worlds at once: One glittering and public. One violent and hidden. And as an old enemy rises in the dark, something equally destabilizing awakens within him. For the first time in centuries, eternity no longer feels like a burden. It feels like something that could be lost.

In a quiet village beside the mysterious Deep Cliff Forest, a boy trains alone. For eight years, Kael Draven has practiced a forbidden cultivation method from an ancient manual-one that allows him to cultivate three different energy cores at the same time. Mind. Heart. Dantian. Mental power that can control gravity and illusions. Martial energy that strengthens the body and sword. Magic capable of shaping the elements. But Kael is not satisfied with simply mastering three powers. He wants something greater. Something impossible. By risking his life, Kael attempts a terrifying experiment-merging all three energies into his entire body. Blood, bones, veins, and soul become a living vessel of power. What is born from that night is something no one has ever seen before. A Black Hole inside his body. A power that devours everything-energy, magic, weapons, even space itself. Now Kael begins a journey across a dangerous world filled with: ancient ruins powerful kingdoms demonic realms hidden organizations celestial beings watching from the stars As wars rise and secrets of the universe unfold, one question remains: Will Kael become the strongest cultivator in existence... Or will the power inside him devour the entire world?

👑🗡️🖤 DARK ROMANTASY | ISEKAI / VILLAINESS | OVERPOWERED MC | ENEMIES TO LOVERS | SLOW BURN | 👑🗡️🖤 I woke up on a throne, possessing enough terrifying magic to destroy a city. My court is filled with lethal, dangerously attractive men who either want to kill me, worship me... or both. After eighty hours a week in corporate hell, getting hit by a delivery truck landed me in a feudal one. I am now Elora, the absolute "Holy Queen" of Nocturne. The problem? The old Queen was a bloodthirsty, tyrannical monster, fated to lose her head by winter. The perk? I inherited her crown, her authority, and her ridiculously overpowered magic. I can disintegrate assassins with a flick of my wrist, but surviving the political viper's nest of the royal court is a different kind of war. This kingdom is drowning in dark secrets, succession crises, and noble vultures plotting my assassination. They expect a sadistic tyrant to play their deadly games. Instead, I'm going to confuse the hell out of them with tax reform, budget cuts, and absolute indifference to their brooding. But ruling an empire is hard, especially when the romantic tension is thick enough to cut with a broadsword. I just want a nap and a quiet pension. But in a court full of drama and treason, surviving might require playing dirty... and fighting the urge to fall for the exact people fated to ruin me.