The reapers

"Jesus Christ..." he muttered, swallowing hard. He reached out tentatively, his gloved fingers brushing against the infant's cheek. It was ice-cold. The baby's chest rose and fell faintly, each breath a Herculean effort. Beneath the child, the tarp was damp-not with water, but something metallic-smelling and sticky. Blood? Ramirez's stomach twisted. "Dispatch," he whispered hoarsely into his radio, forcing his voice steady. "Officer Ramirez, 9th and Mercer. I need an ambulance. I found an infant. Abandoned. Possible injury." . . "They found a baby in Gotham," Bruce finally said. "Abandoned in an alley. They ran a DNA test... and it matched you." Dick froze, the world around him suddenly quiet, as if the city itself held its breath. "What?" he said sharply, disbelief washing over him. "That's impossible."

Kim Seokjin has only known pain-losing his parents, living under toxic step-parents, and being trapped in a false, abusive love. His only light in the darkness is his younger brothers, Jimin and Jungkook. Everything changes when he is forced into an arranged marriage with Kim Namjoon, a soft-hearted CEO who is nothing like the world Jin grew up in. What starts as a loveless contract slowly turns into something Jin never believed in-care, warmth, and a family that truly loves him. In a house full of kindness, Jin begins to heal... and for the first time, he learns what it feels like to be loved the right way.

After being rejected by her husband and Alpha in front of half the werewolf world, Allison does the only thing left that makes sense- she walks away. Heartbroken but unbowed, she rebuilds from the ground up, turning her experience as a Luna into something new: Luna's Compass, a consultancy that fixes the messes other packs are too proud to admit they made. No attachments. No politics. No pity. But fate has a sense of humor. Her newest client, Gordon Hale, is a widowed Alpha raising three daughters and holding his pack together by sheer will. What starts as a six-month contract becomes something far more complicated- professionally, politically, and painfully personal. Between grief, politics, and the slow burn of something she swore she'd never feel again, Allison must learn that fate isn't about who you're tied to - It's about who you become when the bond breaks. Updates Tuesdays and Fridays at Noon (Pacific)

The Singhaniyas are powerful, respected and feared. BUT..... Behind the perfectly set breakfast table and effortless sibling laughter lies a past no one speaks of. Rhyna Singhania has learned to survive with calm smiles and silent prayers. Two years after her husband's death, she lives surrounded by the chaos of three brothers who see her as their world-their bhabhi maa. What was believed to be an accident hides truths too dangerous to surface. Loyalties will be tested. Secrets will unravel. And the house that once felt safe will no longer be the same. Because some families are bound by love... and some by secrets.

In the slums of Dawnridge, humans dream small. A full stomach. A warm bed. A single golden petal drifting from the Spring Union Parade, said to promise love and a better future. Zaria has stopped believing in fairytales, but she still searches for the petal every year. Because hope is hard to kill. Beyond the crumbling streets of Dawnridge, tension between humans and wolf-shifters grows more dangerous by the day. Villages refuse to unite, old hatred festers, and the borders weaken against the horrors lurking beyond them, from flesh-ripping rotfangs to child-stealing skullcrows and rebels eager to watch the kingdoms burn. When Crown Prince Cassius arrives in his bedridden father's place to restore order, he expects resistance. What he does not expect is her. Cold, ruthless, and fiercely loyal to his kingdom, Cassius believes humans and wolf-shifters should remain separated, though he honours the fragile alliance for the sake of his father's wishes. Then one encounter with a fiery, stubborn human girl changes everything. After fate chains Zaria and Cassius together in ways neither of them expected, they are drawn into a dangerous world of political unrest, buried secrets, deadly creatures, and a bond that threatens everything they thought they knew about loyalty, hatred, and themselves. Because some chains are stronger than iron. And some fates refuse to be broken.

Valerie was never meant to be his. But Henry has never been good at letting go. Drowning under student loans, rent she can't afford, and a future slipping through her fingers, Valerie answers a newspaper ad that feels almost like a joke- a live-in maid at a private estate, no questions asked. She expects an eccentric old man. She does not expect him. Henry is hauntingly gentle, painfully isolated, and untouched by the human world he has kept at a careful distance. Raised in secrecy and self-imposed exile, he has spent his life trying to suppress the monster his blood demands him to be. Letting Valerie cross his threshold is a mistake he knows he should not make-and one he cannot bring himself to undo. What begins as shelter turns into fixation. Protection becomes possession. And lust sharpens into something dangerous enough to draw blood. Dragged into an ancient underworld of vampire royalty, ruthless power, and unspoken cruelty, Valerie finds herself bound to a man who would destroy anything that threatens her -- even if that threat is the world itself. Escape is no longer simple. Survival means choosing who you are willing to become a monster for. Because in Henry's world, love is not gentle... and it is paid for in blood. New chapter daily

*18+ read at your discretion-includes graphic sex scenes, mature themes and violence) +++ Once every ten years, the Alpha's and Luna's of the land meet for a three month Gathering. For the first time ever, a human is invited. Ivara is attending with one purpose: get her Princess a proposal from one of three eligible Alpha's. Ezra-the charming, unserious flirt with silent ambitions. Syre-the quiet one with a dark secret. Atreus-the ruthless Alpha who can see through every lie she tells. However, on arrival, a lethal secret forces Ivara onto a new path: she must carry out tasks as instructed. To poison, steal, lie and manipulate. All for an unknown purpose, coming from an unknown person. The longer Ivara is at the Gathering, the closer she becomes to the very Alpha's she cannot have, yet who want her. Alpha's who are also vying to fulfil a prophecy to become Alpha King. But desire and attraction become dangerous, and the stakes get higher with every instruction Ivara recieves. Soon, she must make a choice. Which Alpha will she choose, and when it comes down to it, where do her loyalties lie? (FYI: Generative AI was NOT used at any point during the process of creating this story. Not in idea generation, writing or editing. This is an original story)

Seth's expression was unyielding, his next words delivered with ruthless precision. "I, Seth Langston, Alpha of the Moonlight Pack, reject you, Ariah Lockwood, as my mate and as Luna of this pack. As Alpha, my word is law. I don't need your acceptance to sever this bond." I can't remember the last time I smiled-or even felt happy. My nightmare began the day I couldn't shift at ten years old, unlike everyone else in the pack. Since then, it's been an endless torment. Why am I the only one broken? Why must I suffer for something beyond my control? Why am I cast aside by those I thought were my family? But it's alright. Everything will be alright. Because I will be their downfall.

"Stop," the beast growled in my ear. The sound vibrated through my entire body. I froze for a heartbeat from pure shock. He lowered his head beside mine, breath warm against my neck. His voice was low, dangerous... fraying at the edges. "Aurora," he said, "if you run from me again, I will chase you. And I will catch you. His hold tightened as if proving the point. "I will always catch you." Tears spilled down my cheeks. "You're scaring me," I whispered, voice shaking. His breath hitched-barely, but enough that I felt it. For a moment, just a moment, the iron in his grip softened. His hand slid from my waist to my wrist, holding firm but no longer crushing. Then his other arm locked around my upper body, strong enough that escape was impossible. "Aurora," he said, his voice rough, "you cannot run from a bond like this." I shook my head violently. "I'm human! I'm not meant for- for you!" His chest rumbled behind me, a low, frustrated sound. "You are meant for me," he said, lips brushing the shell of my ear. "Fate does not make mistakes." Aurora Hayes, a human girl from a village called Eldermist, a remote settlement tucked beside the enchanted Blackpine Forest. Her people had lived in fear for generations fearing the Beast said to roam the woods. On one night Aurora ventures out into the woods and comes face to face with the beast her village fears. Roman the ruthless Lycan King instantly recognizes Aurora as his mate and takes her to his pack. Roman will stop at nothing to claim the woman destiny has chosen for him.But Aurora is human. She's fragile and Untouched by the brutal world of Lycans and vampires.

VĂN ÁN: 1v1, song xử, H⚡️, HE Một nhóm học sinh không biết trời cao đất rộng kéo nhau đến một căn biệt thự ngoại ô từng xảy ra án mạng để thám hiểm. Tại đó, họ bày ra trò Thật lòng hay Thử thách. Nhưng họ không biết rằng mình đã sa chân vào một truyền thuyết đô thị có thể giết người. Trò chơi không thể dừng lại. Mỗi người buộc phải nói ra sự thật, hoặc hoàn thành những thử thách quái gở đến rợn người, nếu không sẽ chết một cách kỳ lạ. ... Kỳ Đường xuyên vào cuốn tiểu thuyết kinh dị "Thập Dạ Quái Đàm", trở thành nữ phụ pháo hôi chết không toàn thây ngay từ đầu truyện. Nguyên chủ xuất thân giàu có, nhưng lại là kẻ si tình chính hiệu. Vì lén theo dõi học thần đứng đầu khối, mà cô đã vô tình chạm đến bí mật của đối phương và phải trả giá bằng cả mạng sống. Đây là một ván cược chết người. Muốn sống sót thì phải tuân thủ luật chơi. ... Một nam sinh trong nhóm nở nụ cười đầy tò mò, giọng điệu không giấu nổi ác ý: "Nói thật đi, cậu đã từng tự thỏa mãn khi nhìn ảnh của Thẩm Vọng chưa?" Chàng trai trẻ bên cạnh khẽ khựng lại, ánh mắt lạnh lẽo lướt qua. Dưới ánh đèn vàng nhạt, đôi đồng tử dựng đứng lên như của một loài bò sát máu lạnh. Kỳ Đường càng run lên dữ dội. Mồ hôi lạnh thấm ướt các kẽ tay khiến lòng bàn tay cô dính nhớp đến khó chịu. Trong tất cả những người có mặt, chỉ mình cô biết anh không phải con người.