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Centaurs are nothing like the stories we were told about them. If anyone knows that, it's me. For so long I have been a part of this clan that I no longer remember my real name. As soon as I stepped inside these broken down walls I became Cherion. Or sraf kachkh, blood sucker (it's a long story) if you're feeling particularly insulting. See, the only reason an elf is alive and living with Centaurs is because I am the one who helped this clan survive when all the other ones died out. I am their only healer and since I can't escape I've grown used to this life. That is until they start taking prisoners from their raids. All of a sudden I don't feel like letting the elven girl sitting in a cell next to my hut become my "family's" next meal.All Rights Reserved

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Blood Moon Vincent Novella by ScarlettCash01

They called me Man of the Forest. A disgrace. But I am still here. Vikings are a proud clan. No disrespecting the elders. Fight when told. Rape when told. Kill when told. But I couldn't. I wouldn't. I am not a murderer. The beatings were punishment. The exile was the sentence. They cast me out-called me weak, unworthy. Now I wander the frozen wilds. Starving. Cold. Alone. No name. No home. Only silence and snow. Can I survive this? Or will the forest take me too?

The Chronicles of Arnora: The Curse of the Blood Moon by Arnora-Books

The Curse of the Blood Moon In the Zemorian Empire, monsters aren't just born-they're made. Under the iron fist of Emperor Zandar, the laws of nature have been discarded. In secret laboratories and forgotten towers, the Empire is perfecting the unthinkable: a race of human-vampire hybrids designed for a war that will set the world of Arnora ablaze. When a close friend is taken by these abominations, Owin-a Slayer with a mysterious power building behind his eyes-and Aqua Moonfall, a high-ranking mage, must lead a desperate rescue mission. Their journey will take them from the shifting halls of the Elysium Tower to the fortress of Whitestone, where they must face the Four Generals of Zhagos, each a masterpiece of dark evolution. But as the Blood Moon rises to its zenith, the group realizes that the greatest threat might not be the army of hybrids outside their door, but the secrets hidden within their own party. In a world where light can be as destructive as darkness, the price of victory may be higher than any of them are willing to pay. The hunt has begun. The moon is bleeding. And no one is safe. Book One is finally complete, please look forward to Book Two, The Chronicles of Arnora: The Zemorian Invasion! *If any names in my story are that of real world people it's completely coincidental, I use a random name generator, which creates countless names, to help with the naming of some of my characters.

"Goodbye Curly Head" by NUmaker

Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

Their Warrior: A Slow Burn Why Choose Series by addicted2dragons

Nearly twenty years in the fighting pits taught me three things: trust no one, keep your blades sharp, and never let them see you bleed. Then House Ravilon bought me. Now I'm surrounded by five fae males who think they can crack me open. Axlan with his easy charm and protective streak. Silas and his silence, keeping secrets that set my teeth on edge. Reyker, whose training sessions feel like actual combat. Lysander, whose questions cut deeper than blades. And...Finley, the house heir who gives orders like breathing. They say I'm being trained for elite tournaments. They're lying. There's something else going on. Something in the way they move around me, like I'm worth protecting. When my body betrays me with desires I didn't know I could feel, the real game becomes clear. They don't just want my skill in the arena. They want everything. I've spent decades building walls that could stop armies. But these five aren't attacking from the outside. They're making me want to tear the walls down myself. "Their Warrior" is the first book in The Thirteenth House Series. It is a "why choose"/ reverse harem romantic fantasy where the deadliest opponent might be your own heart. **Please see the author's note for trigger warnings and posting details**

The Unbound by whynotchilling

Born to be a legacy, I was meant to lead-until my powers never manifested. My parents called me a failure, a pawn to marry off for their schemes. So, I ran. I left behind everything: my fated mates, the academy where future leaders of Ostania are forged, and the destiny that demanded my obedience. For three years, I've lived in the shadows, trying to survive. But now, I got dragged back to the academy, my duties, and the dangerous games of power and survival. Life and death are daily lessons here. My fated mates despise me, my enemies want me dead, and everyone thinks I'm broken. A girl with no powers. But they can't know the truth. My powers are a secret I must protect at all costs. *this is a why choose/reverse harem book where the FMC ends up with more than one partner *this story is a work of fiction *this book will contain smut (later in the story)

The Tale Of The Lost Warrior by herems

Do not tell anyone of this. This is for your ears,and your ears only. I do not like my story among the wicked,and some you know just might be so. I suppose I should start with my roots. My name is Mary Remina,and my family is one of magic. We are elves,wise warriors,who have left this world long ago when it was mans time to rule. Now,that is not the magic I was referring to. A tale you can't forget,with a girl who's life is out of control. Meet Mary as she tells you her tale. Just so you know,some things might sound like the Lord Of The Rings. Sorry if that happens. And the pics. Are Not Mine! Just so you know, I got them from the internet. The credit for those pics. Go the the creators! So go them!

Solace by Kheinnox

Ive been watching my clan be with their beloved and little ones and i cant help but feel isolated. power? yes i have abundant of it. money? mountains of it. authority? generations of it and im going to be the ultimate one soon. but all of it for what? for whom? i feel so empty. born out of a lab, a mix and match of genes to make an abomination. words are delusion for their own gain. touches are pricks of needles and spikes. affection? whats that? memories? water, white, lab, people in funny suits... never did i speak, but i learn... never did i know emotions, but i can feel... never did i know you but i know youre real... ----------->>>>> hello, dear readers. this is my last book in the 2nd generation of the blessed moon series. some notes can be confusing if you havent read the series but this could be a stand-alone story. im depicting zeenunew here as my main characters. who are they? google it. pictures are not mine. i dont want to own them. so dont sue me. thanks to googles assistance for the completion of this series. pictures, word meanings and researches. if youre interested, please, see my other books: First Book: worthy to be mine Blessed Moon Series: blessed moon saved love warm thirst silenced 2nd Generation Blessed Moon Series: freak siren's call craving death impeccably yours solace Other Books: violet prison i read comments and i reply to them occassionally. i read messages and i reply to them if necessary. please leave votes if you like them. im super thankful for giving me your leisure time to read my works. see you on my other books. KHEINNOX 💑❤️🏳️‍🌈

The Werewolf King by Rosemary321

WARNING!!! STRONG LANGUAGE IS IN THIS!!! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED Hey I'm Eva and I'm being abused by my family, My mother and my older sisters are twins, My father left us when I was 3 and they also blamed me for it. I built up walls ever since then to keep myself safe from ever getting hurt again. Little did I know, everything I knew was about to change. This isn't some Cinderella shit story like in the movies or books. This is my story and it couldn't be far from it. ------------------------------ DON'T COPY MY SHIT!!!!! Also my editor is Gummiebear6 so if you need an editor message her. Also if there a shitton of mistakes in chapters it means she hasn't edited it yet. Pictures found on google expect one. That one does belong to me.

The Secrets of Victubia (TSOV) Book One: Past Mistakes by BlarrDeHarr

Sometimes what happens behind locked doors stay behind locked doors. You should be cautious with the people you meet, shouldn't you, my dear master? “Good point. So would that make me, Krism the Crimson Warrior?” 'Crimson Loyalty? Why?' “Go ahead, name me blade! Because of the person wielding you and your twin, my entire family is dead. My entire village is dead!” "I can feel something is, coming. Something very dark." If only they knew the true you. Everyone would be terrified. Including Lady Krism. Remember, I'M the one holding al the cards here Queen Minx. How long are you going to be able to protect your precious little city Victubia, let alone all of your kingdom. Hello, do you remember me? I'm the one that shares your curse. How are you, Krism? No. I will never willingly endanger innocent lives. What about Silvercrown huh? "I've tried everything I can, I can't wake her up!" "Enough. She can't know anything else" "She needs to figure it out on her own. That is of course if she wants to save her precious Queen" He controls you. He saves you. He burns you. He warns you. He kills you. He is. "Guards! Help! Minx has collapsed!" "Red! Jund! Snake! Anybody?! I need help!" "Minx, are you alright?" We both know that was a lie.... What is truly going on in Victubia? This list contains only quotes of what Victubia is dealing with this time. There are a few names I can give you at this moment. If you read, there is no turning back. Once you're with me, you're in for the ride. Good Luck, Reader. (This is Book One of Three planned!)

Runaway by lebanerd

I ran, and I ran, and I ran, trying to get as far away from the mansion as possible. I was too weak to shift, but my determination kept me running. The house disappeared from my line of vision, and I was soon surrounded by greens. I didn't know where I was going, and at this moment, I didn't care. I was officially a fugitive. Angry screams followed by howls echoed through the forest: they noticed my absence. I let out an airy laugh. I was a runaway, but I was free. Finally free. -- [Completed + Under Major Editing] Some comments that I really appreciated: "please continue. it sounds really interesting!!!" ~GalaxyWolf78 "AHSJSKZUZIDNANSN?? *^^^^^*" ~Sarah-Senpaii "MORE MORE I NEED MOAR OF MY DAILY VITAMINS" ~Sarah-Senpaii "Love this book" ~DisneyisEternal "Awwweeeeeeeeeee sooooooooo ccuuuuuttteeeeeee aaannnddd AWESOME!" ~CrownofSpades "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!!!!!!!" ~dustbunny101 "SAVAGE" ~TrustMe_ImFine "omg no way" ~dimatabbara "*sighs* " ~lolitscherish "Lol. Thumbs up 4 randomness. " ~Mocha15Years "No!! That's not allowed to happen. Radiance and Kevin had bonding time then you were just like, "la di da di da.... Let's just screw with every bodies minds and [spoiler that I censored]. I'm sure they'd have absolutely no problem with that as an ending of the first book..." Wanna know what I think about that?!? I think you are an awesome author who knows how to drive their readers crazy. I have respect for that and hope you start the next book soon please....." ~angelic_illusions "Omg I need more wat happen I'm crying like crazy right now O MYYYYYY GOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD I love this book so much I want more pllllllllzzzzzzzzzx" ~faith133 Me: I'm sorry for killing a few people during the story GabyDart: "'A few' Means half the cast and the main is almost, if not, mortally wounded."

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Blood Moon Vincent Novella

They called me Man of the Forest. A disgrace. But I am still here. Vikings are a proud clan. No disrespecting the elders. Fight when told. Rape when told. Kill when told. But I couldn't. I wouldn't. I am not a murderer. The beatings were punishment. The exile was the sentence. They cast me out-called me weak, unworthy. Now I wander the frozen wilds. Starving. Cold. Alone. No name. No home. Only silence and snow. Can I survive this? Or will the forest take me too?