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Mated to the Faceless Vampire King

At the age of sixteen, Rhain suffered from a powerful curse that fed on his flesh every day. The people called him a monster. A faceless King. An ugly beast. People were repulsed by his face. Some said that if you looked at him, you would be cursed and die instantly. He began disguising his decaying self, but even that didn’t stop the rumors from spreading. Some called him the Faceless King. Others called him the powerful Vampire King, Rhain. Whenever something bad happened while he was around, people believed it was his curse was affecting them. And no matter how many rumors spread, he remained the most powerful King — not even the werewolves, their rivals, could defeat him. He had won countless wars and killed many werewolf Alphas. He was a vampire feared by everyone. At a young age, Rhain believed he would never live past thirty because of the curse he carried. Now known as the Cursed King, he must do everything he can to free himself from it. In order to be free, he ends up with a young girl, Harley — the daughter of an Alpha werewolf — whom the Moon Goddess bonded to him as his mate. Rhain would rather do anything than be with a werewolf, but when the curse began worsening, he was forced to kidnap her and take her to his country. He intended to use her to break the curse, just like the prophecy said. Rhain could never show his real face without someone dying from extreme fear — except for Harley, who wasn’t repulsed when she first saw him. She made him believe she loved his body, even though the curse had eaten away eighty percent of it, leaving him completely rotten. But is this another punishment from the Moon Goddess? Because the more time he spends with Harley, the more he begins to question whether killing her to break the curse is truly what he wants.
Gift_Chanel · 2.8k Views

Tyrant's Obsession With The Heiress

Enemies to lovers Villainous and possessive ML Fiery spirited FL Dark Romance Excerpt: “Wife?” Lady Karina repeated, almost shouting as if she'd misheard him. “I would not marry you even if you were the last man in this world,” she remarked with sweet venom, a poison Van Merikh would gladly drink. “You are a murderer and a thief. I do not want you!” “But I want you,” Van Merikh stated firmly, his dual-coloured gaze leaving no room for argument. “And that is where this conversation shall end, Lady.” Van Merikh threw open the door and practically dragged her to the base of the stairs that led to the upper floors. When she refused to mount the steps, he easily lifted her onto the first step and spanked her soundly on the bottom. “Go to your chambers,” he ordered softly. “This is not over,” Lady Karina growled. “I will fight you with the last breath in my body against this…this madness.” “Go, or you shall feel my hand on your backside again.” ************** Magic as the world of Ethuaria knew it came from the distinct markings specific to each bloodline and nation that a person may or may not have been born with. It would appear at birth on different parts of the child’s body, bringing about unique abilities passed down in their bloodline from mother to child. And for eighteen-year-old Lady Karina Hyacinth Reinhardt, life had always been one of comfort and peace with the secret abilities of her bloodline. As the beloved, yet sheltered, heiress of Moonveil Keep on the borders of the Kingdom of Caelthywn, she spent her days managing her father’s lands and overseeing the affairs of their people, never knowing true hardship. That was until Orpheus Van Merikh, the most feared warlord across the lands, invaded her home and seized it for his claims. Known as the devil himself, Van Merikh does not simply claim Moonveil for its riches, but for the rumoured beasts the Reinhardt bloodline conceals—most of all the White Phoenix, whose ashes, when reborn, are said to repel evil and break curses. But when Van Merikh leaves for yet another conquest, conspiracies arise—and all hell breaks loose when the beast returns to find his angel gone.
MidgetDumpling · 138.1k Views

The Reaper's Wicked Obsession

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!
Dy_zamite · 133.3k Views

No Where To Run: Trapped With My Archenemy

WARNING: MATURE AND SENSITIVE CONTENT- (CRIME THRILLER) "To kill the person who took the happiness away from her life." That's what Mizuki's mission when she returned to imperial city after 15years of seclusion, disguised as Ming Yue, a naive housemaid who is doted by her master. However, while plotting her revenge, little did she know that the person who is responsible for her happiness happens to be someone she never expected- Her archenemy. -------------------------------------------- "Don't look for happiness in the same place where you lost it." That's what Wan Yi Jun believed when he left the imperial city as a teenager. However, after searching for his lost happiness every where he had finally returned to where he belongs, after 15 years of exile. As the captain of the special task force team, Wan Yi Jun is on a mission to capture one of the deadliest mafia leaders, an individual who pose threat to the nation. But little did he know that his key to happiness lies with someone he least expected- His archenemy. ------------------------------------ What happens when two archenemies stay under the same roof? "Miss Ming, the way you knead the dough often reminds me of kick-boxing." He cooed in her ears as he fondled with her flour-covered fingers. "Sorry, master. I'm into wrestling." She slipped away, but only to get pinned onto the kitchen slab by him. "Wrestling...Hmmm, then how about we fight a couple of rounds...in my bedroom?" "My knife skills are even better, wanna try, master?" ___________________________ "You claimed that your knife skills are better than mine, then why did you miss my neck?" He asked the girl who stood fearlessly at the point-blank of his gun, "I should've aimed at your heart." She replied while pulling out her katana from it's shield. "Honey, you don't really need a weapon to kill me." He drops his gun and smiles. ------------------------------ Bounded by hearts, but forbidden by the morals of society and law, can love bloom between them? 1. Silver Tier Winner #WPC_215 2. Disclaimer: The cover is not mine, I will take it down if the creator demands. 3. Also read my other book "Empress of the lost kingdom" and The doomed destiny on Webnovel. Please buy me Kofi :-https://ko-fi.com/monsoonmangoes0502 Follow me:- Instagram: Monsoon_Mangoes
Monsoon_Mangoes · 138.9k Views

Canine Crave [BL]

"You... who are you?" Zeldris gasped, his body shuddering beneath the weight pinning him down. His back arched as his throbbing desire was engulfed in the scorching heat of a hungry, untamed mouth. A feverish moan escaped Zeldris, the fight drained from his limbs, leaving only raw, unrelenting pleasure. "T... tell me a name, at least..." His voice trembled through the haze of ecstasy, but no answer came, only ragged, animalistic breaths. Madness. That’s what this was. And yet, Zeldris surrendered to it completely... ~~~~~~~~~~~ Alpha Kazim feared many things. But nothing, not war, not death, terrified him as much as the night of the Blood Moon. The night when the beast within gave in entirely to its primal urges and he truly became the monster that he was... the monster they had made him. That night was a blur, a fevered haze of hunger and unchained desire. But one truth burned in his mind. He had done the unthinkable. He had mated a Nyx. Who exactly was this Nyx he had been intimate with? Kazim couldn't remember. And yet, one thing was certain, this was a secret he would take to his grave. _________________ Nyx King Zeldris could hardly remember many nights in his long lifetime... But that night? That night, he would never forget. He had been claimed. Overpowered by a golden-eyed beast, ravaged from sunset to sunrise. The craze in those eyes, the dominance he exuded, the warmth of his breath and his feral loving... Zeldris could not forget a second of it all. Now, against all reason, against his very nature, Zeldris desired the unthinkable... He craved a canine... *Book 1 in the Canine Series* Next book in the Series (Canine Bite)
Kamikaze_Eros · 1.8k Views