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( ENEMIES TO LOVERS ) In the shadow of the Vampire Court, survival is a game played in blood. Lord Kaelen Dracul is the Pure-Blood Prince, a blue-blooded anomaly whose immense power makes him the greatest threat to his own line. When a treasonous conspiracy threatens to shatter the centuries-old Truce with the Witches and humans, Kaelen finds himself fighting for his succession against his venomous brother, Damon, and the treacherous Lady Lysandra. His only shield against a political execution is Elara Fawkes, a defiant human survivor whose knowledge of the dark city is invaluable and whose very existence is deemed a "contamination" by the Court. The necessity of their alliance rapidly escalates into a political firestorm when Kaelen is forced to swear an unbreakable Covenant of Protection over Elara. This magical vow, sealed with the Witch Queen, publicly binds the Heir to his mortal enemy, sacrificing his sovereign freedom for the sake of the Truce. Now, Elara is no longer just a resource; she is a political liability Kaelen must possess and protect to keep his crown. The forced proximity is unbearable, fueled by an agonizing, forbidden attraction the Echo of the Bond that screams of desire and control. Kaelen feels his legendary discipline strain under the weight of his primal need. With the Elder Houses watching and the fate of all three species resting on their perilous lie, Kaelen must contain the most dangerous threat of all: his own heart. He struggles to maintain his authority, pushing Elara away even as the bond pulls them closer. He feels the immense vulnerability of this connection and his cold, powerful control begins to fracture. “....You are a constant, unbearable temptation,” he admits, the words strained with inner pain, “and I cannot afford to be tempted.” The Tribunal is over, but the war for Kaelen’s soul has just begun, forcing the Prince and his human ward to navigate a labyrinth of betrayal where the only way to survive is to succumb to a crimson vow. ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** Note : This is Rated 18+. This is an enemies to lovers story so it's gonna be a slow burn story . Find me in this socials : Instagram: @kalani.dehaven Tiktok: @kalani.dehaven Discord @kalani.dehaven1

[FREE] A small town. A girl with a dangerous destiny. And a war between creatures that refuse to stay hidden. In the Kserton Trilogy, seventeen-year-old Asya Chernaia is thrust into a supernatural underworld of vampires, werewolves, and ancient curses. Each choice she makes pulls her deeper into a conflict that threatens her family, her first love, and her very humanity. From the thrill of forbidden romance to the terror of betrayal, this trilogy is a pulse-pounding journey through love, loss, and the razor’s edge between survival and surrender. First love. First heartbreak. First taste of blood. Love triangle and slowburn included.

Miss Witch's 'warm' daily life in the Cyber Interstellar Era, occasionally epic and impassioned. ———— She was a timid girl who grew up in the cyber metropolis. She was a crying child trudging through the mud. She was a Legendary star admired by the vulgar masses for her transcendence. She was a dark songstress who brought sorrow and tears to the world. She was a cold-hearted Witch who could not speak of false hope. She was a bloodstained Angel singing the finale... _____ Enjoy the latest masterpiece "Eternal Night Witch" by the handicapped author, Azure Sky Chapter. This book is also known as "Miss Witch's Work Diary". "I Have to Hide My Identity as a Color Level Songstress". "Is It Okay If I Can Only Pilot Gundams?". "The Shadowy Queen Behind the Federation". "If I Were to Sing That Finale". "We Will Eventually Unite as One".

To be part of the Emperor's Coven, you must be a proper witch. You must be able to use magic well; you must hold the isles to the standard that the Emperor does, and you must bring wild witches over to the blessed coven system. Something that is not good for the Emperor's Coven is a human. A human cannot use magic; they can only trick. A human cannot hold the Emperor's standards, for they do not know his standards. A human may refuse to bring a wild witch in. A human should not be in the Emperor's Coven. And yet, with enough lies, tricks, and bad luck, here we are. (This will not be following Luz, cover made by raichmann on Deviant Art)

A knight known to only serve the King, Kaylan. His birth mother — the King's younger sister — Aurelia. during a major war in Nytherra, the king seems the help of the dragon lord. And gave his sister in exchange for the dragon lord support. While Lunara, a girl who lived with only her mother in Elthara, travels to Nytherra to find a man she once loved but destiny takes a huge turn and she finds herself with Kaylan — who saved her life. Her birth father — the most powerful witch the world has ever known. after being betrayed and locked up by the King wasn't able to watch her grow but later reunited with her and her mother. In a world where witches and dragons are enemies, Luna and Kaylan falls in love before finding out their true identity..... Will they separate after finding out or will they try settling the feud between them? Find out in the book.

In Aurora's world, people like her aren't allowed to live. All those born with magic are hunted, and slaughtered without mercy. One night, Aurora is exposed and in an instant, she loses everyone she's ever loved and is thrown into a cruel world where she has to fight for her survival. All eyes fall on her when she discovers she's the prophesied Queen of Hearts—destined to either reunite witchfolk and mankind, or be the end of all life and magic. And in the midst of blood and fire, Aurora finds herself torn between two men. One who sets her ablaze and worships her body in ways that leave her breathless, and another who lures her into nights of forbidden pleasure she can’t resist. Desire becomes as dangerous as the blade at her throat, because in a world where enemies hide behind familiar faces, the man she surrenders her body to might be the one who shatters her heart… or ends her life. WELCOME TO BOOK ONE OF MY FANTASY SERIES.

Sahiko Yukito, a boy who was transferred to an isekai. He arrived in a place he didn't recognize, surrounded by many people bowing in gratitude toward him. It turned out that Yukito was a candidate for “Hero” or “Yuusha” who would save Necvalion, one of the four greatest kingdoms in Velmoria. But after being checked, Yukito’s status only showed all 1s— which meant Yukito’s stats were lower than those of an average citizen. However, at the very bottom of his status screen, it showed a single skill: Creation Because of that status, Yukito was exiled from Necvalion— and during his journey, Yukito encountered many events.

In the sun-scorched sands of early 1800s Egypt, little Lisa along side her elder sister who were gifted witch of a powerful coven, witnesses the destruction of thier coven sisters and brothers slaughtered by ruthless British colonizers. she endures seventeen years of hardship as her coven rebuilds in the shadows, forced underground to survive. A brutal encounter with a slave trader rips Lisa from her homeland, sending her to Britain in chains. Yet, fate has other plans for her.Five years later, by chance she meets Lilith the famed mother of Demons and makes a bargain; unimaginable power in exchange for exterminating a rising tide of monstrous creatures threatening the world. Armed with dark, otherworldly strength, she seals the beasts within the icy depths of Mount Everest, proving her might. But her journey is far from over. The archangel Michael descends with a divine mission, tasking her to eradicate the very demons she once bargained with. Caught between celestial and infernal forces, Lisa wields the dual powers of demon and angel, forging her own path to vengeance and redemption.As she battles through a world of betrayal, mysticism, and colonial oppression, her power grows, transforming her from a survivor into a goddess. With the fate of humanity hanging in the balance, she must decide whether to embrace her divine destiny or risk everything to defy both heaven and hell. The novel is action-packed fantasy epic that blends Egyptian mythology, supernatural horror and incorporates other mythology too.

How would a wolf birth a witch and a witch wed the Devil’s Bone? Lucrezia Bathory has lived as an outcast from her pack until married to the rumored Devil’s Incarnate of Dreadwyn. A land built on souls of the dead and the throne of human bones—an ugly creature of the dark with sharp fangs, claws, and a monstrous form—known to eat the flesh of the innocent, and drink the marrow of the wicked. To protect her family and House Bathory, Lucrezia carries the cross as sacrifice to prove her birthright. But who knew the creature wedded wasn't as described in the tome as ‘ugly’ but a Sin destined to lure her astray. A Daydream disguised as a Nightmare, and a Nightmare of many colors. *** EXCERPT “You want to know what I want?” He stepped forward, pinning her gaze deep into his bright hazel eyes, reminding her sanity she just treaded the wrong question. When he drew closer, she stepped back, heart drumming loud that its rhythmic sound replaced the sudden silence sealed with heat, until the back of her legs hit the table behind, taking her weight along its surface. Gods… she was only wearing a silk night gown, and the windows were perfectly closed, hearth warm enough against the cold yet she was burning. “I can’t breathe, Lucreiza,” He pronounced her name like a sinful prayer, and she gulped, her mouth almost hanging from delusion. “I can't breathe because you’re fucking me with your scent. I’m going crazy with every passing second I breathe, and seeing you like this, utterly bare, makes me want to make you beg.” It was so short, but she could feel every power, every restrian, every pleasure, just by words alone. How insane can it drive her, were determined by her reaction. Unknown emotions she has never felt before, emotions that heated and chilled her all at the same time. A gasp escaped her lips when he pressed closer, and her legs parted unconsciously, conceding to his unexpressed demand. Now she was pinned in between the body of a monster. One whom she should fear, but felt… expectation? He leaned in and she stuttered a breath, throwing her head back as his fangs grazed her skin in a manner that’s supposed to make her crawl. Run. But instead, it made her desperate. “You don't know even half of what I want, half of what I need.” At this point, Lucreiza’s mind was a totally mess that nothing else registered apart from what he was doing to her. “I’m not just the monster you should fear, witch. I’m the Devil you should deny,” That was the thing… she couldn’t reject him. Fear him. Stir clear. Run. Nothing else made sense to her apart from the burning flames in her chest, the one she never knew when exactly it transpired. The world seemed to cease when she opened her mouth and uttered the damnation, that even the heavens screamed warning from above. “Y-yes,” she whispered, voice hanging from ecstasy. “M-Make me b-beg,” PS: MATURED CONTENT. #webnovel

As I lifted my sword, prepared to slice his head, an abnormal chill crept through me. It slowly consumed my flesh and pebbled my skin with goosebumps. My brows furrowed as I stared at those dark ocean eyes, wondering what had come upon me. As I stared at him, my body started aching for him. Hunger and desire washed through me. It drew me closer to him. I wanted to claim his lips and have him deep inside me. All of a sudden, something hit my back, and I staggered, nearly falling to the floor when strong arms caught me. As another painful object sunk into my flesh, I groaned, staring into Maverick's eyes as he pulled me closer and whispered something I could barely hear. “Mate…” What? How was this possible? Hunters never have mates. And the fact that the Lycan king, my biggest rival, was my mate made me confused. .....

In the nation of Arcanis, the Church rules with an iron creed--only those it deems worthy may wield sorcery by conversing with the Law, the divine order of all things. Any other who dare speak to it are branded as heretics and executed. In the town of Orrinwick, Alexandra Vale lives with her family--beloved and faithful. But they do not serve the Church. They are member of the True Faithful--a secretive organization that worships the Lord like the Church but it does not opress others. Instead, it believes that sorcery is a blessing meant for all, and they dream of overthrowing the Church’s oppressive rule so that every person may be able to experience conversing with the divine word of the Lord. Alexandra's family dreamt the same. But dreams shatter. And so, when the Inquisitors arrive to hunt Alexandra and her family down, her parents sacrifice themselves to give the two siblings a chance at escape. But that was not the end of it. Even after fleeing to Belmire, a strange existence haunts Alexandra's dreams every night. And Adam begins to push himself into doing anything to protect the only precious thing of his left in the world. Connin Martyns had spent peaceful days in the capital of Arcanis as a blessed child. Until one day, he began having visions of a calamity soon to be born that could upend the delicate balance of the world in the future. So he sets out on a journey to find the woman in his dreams and prevent the emergence of a new disaster. In the city of Belmire, Elijah Graceford is bored with his life as a noble, with nothing exciting or thrilling enough. As he struggles with constant blackouts and boredom, an insatiable void whispers in his mind to hunt for prey every day. As all the characters in the play wrestle with haunting pasts and an unknown future, tensions between nations reach their peak and prophecies are fulfilled. *** Set in a world that has reached the end of its Medieval Era and is faced with the discovery of steam machinery, follow Alexandra and many other complex characters on a journey full of tragedy and despair, guilt and regret, discovery and growth, perhaps a bit of romance and happiness, but most importantly--tons of Chaos.

In her first life, she was a modern-day genius , young, wealthy, and successful. But when her company was taken from her by people she trusted, her life ended in betrayal. In her second life, she woke up in a world ruled by beasts. Her modern knowledge helped her survive and rise quickly, but her pride made her careless. The only person she considered a friend turned out to be another betrayal. Now, in her third life, she awakens again in the same beast world , older, wiser, and done with trust. This time, she’ll tread the path carefully. And out of pure SPITE when it’s time to choose a mate, she doesn’t choose for love, beauty, or FOX. She chooses the one everyone fears , the snake beast who mirrors her cold, dangerous nature. She’s died twice. This time, she intends to live on her own terms.

When Irene, a reclusive witch with a haunted past, crosses paths with Demian, a vampire cursed to feel nothing, a dangerous bond fuses their minds and souls. Shadows whisper their names, craving their fall. Each stolen thought, each forbidden touch pulls them deeper into a storm of obsession and ruin. In the gothic town of Victoria, love is poison, and their connection might awaken something older—and far deadlier—than either of them imagined.

Wishing Bell follows the story of a 17-year-old who, after being hit by a truck, hears a mysterious voice as he’s about to die. This voice leads him to a series of events involving wishes and supernatural elements. The protagonist encounters various characters and situations that challenge his understanding of reality and his own existence. As the story unfolds, he must navigate through the mysteries surrounding the Wishing Bell, the source of his newfound abilities, and the consequences of the wishes it grants.

Letting go of Jordan should have been the aggravating part of the deal, but I knew this was coming. In what world could a human be with a werewolf? And what's love, if not sacrifice. " Have it your way then”, in a blur of movements, he had his fangs on the same spot they once were. Speed was one of his abilities as a Heridian, but before those fangs could sink in, I screamed; “Alright! Alright! I accept, just let him go." When he made no move to do as I asked, I added “Please." He smiled as he rose, licking away blood that stained his lips and fangs. I hated him so much that I would love nothing more, but for a silver arrow to pierce his cruel heart. One of my binders, walked up to Jordan and threw him on his shoulder as if he weighed nothing. That movement brought him out of his shock as he bellowed and thrashed. “No! No! You can't take me away from her. Put me down this instant, you stinking boar. Mel, please don't let them take me away. Don't let them make me forget. Please, I love you, Mel. Mel! Mel! Mel!!!.” The woods swallowed his shouts as the Turned pounced into the night. Hot tears streamed down my dirt coated face. The one thing in my life that was normal is gone. The only one who truly loved me has been taken from me. Once again, I’m all alone, no one to love, none to care, just as it has always been. Now, I had nothing to lose, no attachment to keep me checked, he had taken it all away and hell if I ever became his thrall. I would rather die than become his tool for pleasure. Rage coursed through me, a lava of reds, oranges and yellows burning all over. Blinding my vision, rendering me senseless and damning the consequences as I yanked my hand free. Standing in full height, which wasn't really much, I declared, “I, Melrose Mond Grove, challenge you, Kyle Clawson, son of Ryker Clawson, Alpha of E’der Pack to a plenilune duel.” With those words, I forever damned myself.

Seraphina Vale was never meant to exist. She’s a half-wolf, half-witch, and half something darker.  A secret wrapped by her father’s spell and buried in a quiet village.  She thought Eveline Ashwood the woman who raised her was her protector. She thought she was just a healer, just a girl trying to belong until the night of the blood moon when her power awakened  But then the ruthless, cursed, and cold Alpha king Raven Thorne, claims her as his fated mate. His blood hums to something ancient and it calls to hers.  But what Seraphina doesn’t know is that her bond with Raven wasn’t destiny, it was a manipulation. A curse placed by the vampire king, her real father who’s being pulling the strings since before she was born.  And now everyone wants her blood. The witches call her a curse, the wolves calls her a weapon and the man she loves? He’s the trap her father built. Still, under the blood moon, fate doesn’t ask it takes and when the truth burns through lies, Seraphina will have to choose between the love that will doom her and the power that could save her. 

The Kingdom of Cana was once known for being the bearers of magic. When those in power want more, they go to dark means to get it. Nobles are secretly creating a drug to heighten their magic powers, but when they start to use others' blood, it takes a turn. A bad batch called Sangra was given out to the addicted lower class. Loss of magical ability and a sun allergy were just a start of the side effects--they craved blood. Elfrea falls victim to being forced to drink the a vial of Sangra before being locked away. Centuries later Alea, a young witch, hides and steals to get by. The two find themselves working together to fight against the Royal Vampires and their witch hunters. Trying to figure out how to survive Alea and Elrea find themselves falling for the other in a forbidden love.

“You really think you can own me, Alpha?” Isaldora’s voice was sharp, dripping venom. “I’ll never bow to this bond. I despise you. You and your entire damn kind.” Kaelith’s jaw flexed, teeth grinding, but his eyes stayed locked on hers. “You don’t mean that,” he muttered, voice low, rough. He stepped closer, heat rolling off him, his breath brushing her lips. Her eyes faltered for just a second making his lips curled into a cocky smirk. “You can say what you want, love, but you don’t despise me. Not even close.” Her chest tightened, the mate bond pulling at her like invisible chains. She glared, fighting the hitch in her breath. “I’ll ruin you.” “Then ruin me,” Kaelith growled, closing the distance. His breath was hot against her skin, his voice dipped lower, darker. “Every damn second you try only ties you tighter to me.” She scoffed but it sounded more like a ragged breath. “I hate you to the core.” The words slipped out sharp, but it sounded more like she was trying to convince herself than him. “No, baby,” Kaelith rasped, dragging her flush against him. He buried his face in the curve of her neck, taking a deep, deliberate inhale, like her very scent was his lifeline. His lashes flickered shut, and when his eyes snapped open, they were dilated—dark, ravenous, dangerous. “Your core doesn’t hate me,” he growled low, voice thick with heat. His lips brushed her ear, his teeth grazing just enough to make her shiver. “Your core loves me—aches for me, begs for me.” Her eyes flew wide, breath catching in her throat as he crushed the space between them, Her breath hitched as his teeth grazed her neck. She fought the moan that almost slipped her mouth. “I’m not trapping you,” he muttered against her skin. “I’m just helping you to realize that every time you push me away, I feel you pulling me back.” Her pulse hammered, her breath ragged — and she hated it. Hated him. Hated the way her body betrayed her. “I’ll ruin you,” she whispered again, this time softer. Kaelith’s smirk eased into something warmer, something that made her chest ache. His thumb brushed slowly along her jaw. “Then ruin me,” he said softly. “But stop lying to yourself about us.” Isaldora Vaneese Aetherwyn is the last of her bloodline. She lived through the massacre that wiped out her coven — and for six years, she’s been burning for vengeance. One by one, she’s hunted her enemies down, breaking them in the cruelest ways. Everything is going to plan. She’s close… so close to the one behind it all. Until she meets him. Kaelith Duskbane — heir to the Duskhowl Pack. He’s everything she hates: dominant, relentless, dangerously handsome… and worst of all, her enemy. The Alpha Prince who hides his heart behind cold steel, who’s spent years waiting for a mate he thought would never come. Now that he’s found her, he refuses to let go. She’s the last witch of a fallen royal bloodline, sworn to vengeance. He’s the ruthless Alpha Prince who would do anything to keep his fated mate. A witch mated to a werewolf? It was an impossible bond. She swears she’ll break it. He swears she’ll stay. But while they clash in a dangerous dance of fire and fury, desire and hate, shadows older and darker than both of them are beginning to stir. And soon, they’ll realize nothing — not their enemies, not their families, not even each other — is what it seems.

Mercedes Underwood is a lost girl. Lost from her world and herself. She grew up with abusive parents and had a really shitty childhood. Sometimes she believed that they were not her parents much less rassemblements between her and them. When she turned 18 years old, her parents attempt to sell her off to some bad people to pay off their debt. That did not come as a surprise that they would do such a thing and there was no love lost there. But what came as a surprise was when she woke up naked the next morning, walls splattered with blood and four people ripped to shreds. Life went from bad to bloody worse for Mercedes. It was like waking up in a horror scene. She was petrified and confused, nothing made sense but what did make sense was for her to pick up what she can and run. ***** Felix Ransom is the Alpha of the White Claw pack. He leads his pack with an iron fist and ensures everyone's safety and makes sure the pack thrives. But something is missing. The gentle touch of a Luna. Felix is already 25 years old and has not found the one the Moon Goddess chose for him. His other half and mate. Each day without the one for him made his hope of ever finding her wither away. At a point, he even thought that she might have died. It never occurred to him that his made would come right to him much less be a human who is a fugitive for murdering 4 people. Or was she a human being after all?

The Last Embers In a kingdom where fire-magic was hunted to extinction, the last thing anyone expects is a stablehand carrying its spark. Darian Solace has lived his whole life in the shadows of the royal stables—quiet, unnoticed, and certain he will never matter. But when a dying knight presses a sealed letter into his hands, Darian is thrust into a perilous journey across kingdoms. The letter carries a warning that could prevent a war, but it also makes Darian the target of assassins, mercenaries, and the dark sorcery of Archon Veyric, the king’s most trusted advisor. On the run with Princess Serenya Valebright, disguised and determined to save her people, Darian discovers a truth long buried: he is the last heir of the Emberborn, a bloodline cursed and hunted for centuries. His fire is unstable—capable of both salvation and destruction—and every choice he makes risks burning the world he’s sworn to protect. As war between shadow and flame looms, Darian must decide what it means to be the last ember of a fallen people: a dying spark destined to fade… or the flame that will ignite a new dawn.