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VI-5829, A virus that is the same as being a vampire. Kim Min-seong, a famous surgon in South Korea, is an infectee. He was infected by another infectee by being bit and now is living as a vampire while being a doctor too. He takes pills to maintain his human side, and does not drink human blood! On the other side, there are other infected people who use the power they were gained for bad, such as killing people with it, drinking their blood and commiting crimes. They want all of the infected people on their side to start a 'gang'? Throughout the show they are trying to make Min-seong join forces with them. In the hospital, there is Han Seo-yeon. A top surgeon like the protagonist. She's kind, elegant and pretty. She's the female lead. A fantasy action romace WebNovel by LSF published in 2026.

╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ In a city ruled by mafia bloodlines and vampire supremacy, survival is not a right—it’s a privilege that has to be earned. Adrian appears to be just a delivery worker trying to keep his mother alive in a world that devours the poor. But because of his bloodline he knows which streets to avoid, which eyes not to meet, and how to stay invisible. He’s learned that discipline keeps you alive longer than courage ever will. But one wrong hallway changes everything. After witnessing a murder meant to erase a past that refuses to stay buried, Adrian finds himself trapped under the control of Lucian Black—a young, untouchable vampire mafia boss whose power bends technology, territory, and lives with effortless precision. Adrian is not killed. He is kept. What begins as containment turns into something far more dangerous as Adrian proves impossible to break, impossible to discard, and increasingly impossible to ignore. Lucian remains cold, distant, unreachable—yet the longer Adrian exists within his world, the more fragile that distance becomes. In a society where vampires determine rank, loyalty is always bought with blood, and obsession is the deadliest currency of all, being wanted can be worse than being hunted. And some bonds, once formed, were never meant to be escaped. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ https://discord.gg/F5N7Ut45X. My book's discord server. Hi guys! it’s me again! This is my Cupid’s Quill entry. I don’t plan to pause my WSA book but I’d appreciate if you guys can support this one first for the next one and half month, please support me. I really want this as a career also I’m very much open to suggestions and corrections. Thanks for your love

Null, a realm above universes where chaos energy decides who lives and who becomes a warning. All gods lives here. Sekhmet Dawn captured and offered as a sacrifice, he is forced to swallow a frozen shard of blood tied to a forgotten Walker, a blood god whose will tries to hijack his body. At the edge of death, Sekhmet mother's pendant dissolves and awakens as a hidden Abyss class artifact, forming a Blood System that shields his soul and seals the invading will. In a violent possession, the half god Benimaru and his tribe are wiped out. Sekhmet returns to himself, horrified, now bound to powers he never asked for and a mystery lineage he cannot ignore. (Another Name: Blood Lord) Join Discord for character images- https://discord.gg/nFg72Gew

Tony awakens to find himself within the body of a prince. The said prince was the second son of the mad king. He finds himself within the world of AGOT within the year 262AC, nearly 20 years before the initiation of the fall of the Targaryen rule and the rise of the stag. Dread filled Tony as a maid entered, greeting him as Prince Arrax, first of his name. The maid made little contact as she bathed the young Arrax Arrax inspected himself in the bath, finding his skin lighter than expected, more pale than anything he had ever seen through the water. He could see his eyes, a mixture of purple and blood red, even his hair, a condescending white platinum. He sat silently as the maid bathed him. As she moved her hands, cleaning him, she moved her neck near his mouth, causing a small tremor as Arrax moved and began sucking on the fresh nape. The Maid shocked back away as she felt something warm trickle down her neck. Touching it to find blood, she screamed as Arrax jumped upon the maid.

In a world where everything is chaotic and absurd, a young boy dreams a dream destined to change everything towards the abyss. He awakens millions of years later on a planet covered in water and heads towards the unknown for a single purpose: the search for meaning in the chaos.

This is a story for the hopeless romantics who crave more than just love… but destiny, danger, and a touch of the forbidden. At its heart is a striking redhead with piercing blue eyes, a woman caught between two men: the one she thought she lost forever, and the one who now holds her heart. But this is no ordinary love triangle. It is a tale woven with the remnants of ancient races long thought extinct, the Nosferatu, the Lycans, the Elves, and the Dwarves. Beneath the surface of kingdoms and courtship lies a brewing storm of rebellion, bloodshed, and a fight for freedom. In a world where loyalty to one’s people clashes with the desires of the heart, every choice comes at a cost. Cursed with immortality through endless rebirth, she has wandered through lifetimes burdened by memory and loss, searching for a way to break the cycle and finally rest. To protect herself, she keeps her heart locked away… until she meets a kind, gentle man who teaches her how to love again, only for fate to cruelly take him from her. Forced to carry that grief into yet another life, she resigns herself to loneliness. Until she meets him. A man bound by the same curse. A man who understands her. A man who dares to make her believe in love again. But what happens when the past refuses to stay buried? When her first love returns, alive and changed, just as she begins to move on? And what happens when she discovers that her curse is not a curse at all… but the truth of what she really is? As secrets unravel and identities are revealed, she must choose between love and duty, past and present, heart and destiny. And this time, the choice may cost her everything. Content Notes • Contains explicit romantic scenes • Themes of love triangles and emotional conflict (with a touch of reverse harem dynamics) • Includes violence, bloodshed, and death • Set in a medieval-inspired world (yes, soap exists) • Contains mature language ⸻ Excerpt “I’m tired of this existence,” Melissa murmured, her voice barely louder than the dying embers in the hearth. “I don’t want to live forever. I just want it to end… to finally stay dead.” Elric stepped closer, his gaze soft but unyielding. He lifted her chin gently, forcing her to meet his eyes. “And if you leave,” he asked quietly, “who will I spend eternity with?” Melissa pulled away, the cold air rushing to meet her bare skin as she moved toward the window. The night wrapped around her like an old companion, indifferent and endless. “You’ll learn to live without me, Your Majesty,” she said, her tone distant. Behind her, Elric closed the space between them once more, his arms encircling her, warmth against the chill. “Is a life like this not worth it,” he murmured, “if you live it with someone you love?” Melissa’s expression hardened, her eyes reflecting something far older than sorrow. “Love is meaningless without an ending,” she replied. “Even vows are built on it… till death do us part.”

“We’re enemies , aren’t we?”. “That’s where you’re wrong, Love. Being enemies doesn’t change the fact that you’re fucking mine”. Created as enemies. Fated as soulmates. He’s the Vampire’s King. She’s the frail Human’s Princess with a disturbed vision and hemophobic nature. She’s the peace offering sent to the vampire’s lair as a token of allegiance of the pact between the two clans. Whisked to his gothic palace, bound in a marriage of blood and duty. She’s however unhable to complete the consummation ritual due to her hemophobic nature as the last rites demands her to drink his blood. He’s however bent on marrying her against all odds for reasons best known to himself and thus gave her a month ultimatum to conquer her phobia or consider the treaty broken and war imminent. Plunged into a world of decadent horrors and political schemes, ancient magic and curses, immortal creatures, fated destruction and the fight for eternal love , her visions then began unraveling. . . .

For years, Anna never thought Sullivan was the type of man anyone should go to for help. Heck! She didn't think he was the type of man anyone should be seen with. She hated him. Secretly. Deeply. And loathed his presence. His existence alone appalled her until she crashed into his building. A loud cry for his protection and help. Sullivan didn't bother with Anna. She was too busy hating him while keeping his secret, too absorbing. Too much of everything he shouldn't be giving in to. Yet, in a fleet of seconds, she ripped his perfectly quiet world apart. As the world of the supernatural opened before her, with their unknown enemy promising a repeat of tragic fate, Anna banked on Sullivan's protection. Taking pleasure in his attention and interest. Yet, the knowledge she lacked was that peculiar interest is often overwhelming. Unhealthy. Dangerous. Obsessive. And a path of thorn that tears at the most precious skin. ■■■■■■■ “Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” Huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ This is an enemies to lovers cum friends to lovers kind of story. ALSO... !!!THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN DARK VULGAR AND CRUDE CHAPTERS BUT A SERIES OF WARNINGS WILL BE ISSUED BEFOREHAND (depends on this authors mood *evil laughter*) SO...YOU WILL BE FINE ^.^

He thought the strange presence in his life had disappeared— until it came back. Closer. Clearer. And far too familiar to be called a stranger. The man who appears before him feels the same… yet not the same. As fragments of memory begin to surface, he is forced to question everything— Was it really the same person he had been searching for all these years… or someone else entirely? Because even if memories fade— some connections never do. And this one… refuses to let him go.

Betrayed by her own blood and forgotten by her kingdom, the Crimson Queen awakens in a world of steel and skyscrapers. Between a ruthless billionaire who wants to protect her and a dark sister who wants her head, a silver moon is rising. The throne was stolen, but the revenge will be eternal."

Prince Dario had always been an outcast in the Shaakina Kingdom. Half human, half vampire and heir to a deadly legacy, he walked the shadows of his palace alone. But everything changes the moment he meets Princess Thana Henrick,a fiery human girl who challenges him in ways no one ever has. Every glance, every touch, pawakens a power inside him he cannot control. A power that could destroy her…Torn between desire and fear, Dario must uncover the truth about his past, confront the demons both inside and outside him, and face a destiny that could either claim their love… or their lives. In a kingdom of vampires, demons, and humans, love is forbidden, but fate is relentless.

Cornered by humans in the dwindling vampiric population, Dulce Monteserrat simply wants a companion. One that wouldn't betray his trust and turn him to the human guards ever on his heels, and one that would live longer than the average human. So he decides to summon a hound from the hells, a loyal beast to sit with him by the warm hearth. Only things don't go quite as planned, the first, second, and third time over... He finally gets his Hellhound but now he is surrounded by dangerous Demons he can't seem to get rid off. The noble Fiend he summoned no longer seem as eager to leave despite his pretenses and the Shadow Demon on a mission is starting to take things easy. At each other's necks from their first meeting, don't put the Vampire in the middle! The suave Incubus made his stance clear from the start, he had no intentions to leave, willing to fulfill Dulce's request of companionship, however that includes employee benefits - This Incubus needs to eat! And his precious Hellhound who had brought him so much trouble is dissatisfied with simply being a pet. "Can I be Master's mate?" DISCLAIMER: The cover does not belong to me, if you would like it to be taken down, a simple request will suffice.

[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance | Supernatural] I was trained to be the silent end of his kind. Nineteen years spent learning how to find a pulse, how to drive the silver deep, and how to stay cold when the monsters screamed. Then I met Julian Vane. He didn’t scream. He laughed. He caught my blade mid-air and tasted my blood like it was the finest vintage in his cellar. Now, I’m no longer his assassin—I’m his tether. A "Soul-Bind" has linked our heartbeats, turning my hatred into a dark, visceral hunger and his predatory instincts into a possessiveness that borders on madness. The Order calls me a traitor. The Vampire Council calls me an abomination. But as ancient secrets wake to reclaim the night, I’m the only thing standing between the man I’m supposed to kill and the apocalypse he’s destined to start. My name is Sienna. I am the Vampire Slayer. And I am hopelessly, violently bound to the King of the Monsters. ~★~ Excerpt: The steam from the shower still clung to my skin, the white towel wrapped precariously around my chest as I stepped into the bedroom. I froze. Julian was there. He was leaning against the bedpost, shirtless, the flickering firelight dancing over the lean, lethal muscles of his torso. His silver hair was tousled, and his eyes—usually a calculated gray—were burning with a dark, predatory crimson. "You’re late for your lesson, Sienna," he murmured, his voice a low vibration that seemed to settle right in the pit of my stomach. "I didn't think you'd be waiting in my room," I breathed, clutching the edge of the towel. "Get out, Julian." In a blur of supernatural speed, he was in front of me. His hand hit the wall beside my head, pinning me against the cold stone. The scent of him—spiced cedar and something ancient—overwhelmed my senses. "I don't take orders from my 'claimed,' little Slayer," he whispered, his lips grazing the sensitive column of my neck. I let out a jagged gasp, my head falling back against the wall. "Your pulse is racing. Is that the fear I taught you? Or the hunger I woke up?" "I hate you," I croaked, even as my body betrayed me, arching toward his cold skin. "Then why are you trembling under my touch?" His hand slid down, his fingers catching the knot of the towel. He didn't pull it. He just waited, his lips moving from my neck to the corner of my mouth. "Julian..." I moaned. "Say it," he growled against my lips. "Tell me you want the monster." I didn't answer with words. I pulled him closer, my hands sliding over the hard planes of his chest. As his mouth crashed onto mine in a kiss that tasted of war and desperation, the towel gave way, pooling at my feet. "There," he whispered against my mouth, his breath hitching as he felt the raw heat of me. "Now we start the real lesson." A/N: This book is a work of fiction intended for adult audiences. It explores dark themes, supernatural power dynamics, and intense romantic tension. Disclaimer: This story contains mature themes, explicit content, and high-tension scenarios. Please read responsibly. All rights reserved.

"In the land of blood and moonlight, a French ingenue finds herself bound to two creatures of the night. As a vampire and werewolf wage a battle for her affection, they must surrender to the one thing they never expected: love."

"In a world where the boundaries between reality and myth blur, a young protagonist is born with an unknown gift. As they navigate the treacherous landscape of their existence, they become obsessed with finding their long-lost blood sister. But will their quest unravel the dark secrets of their city, where ghouls, vampires, wolves, and other creatures lurk in the shadows?"

I finally got this idiotic thing working. I have been trying to get the Thought Logger to work for the last two weeks.  Well, I guess that I should not waste my time anymore and just introduce myself. (I don't know how long I can keep this activated.) My name is Anthony Sevenstars, and I am a formation mage.  I know, I know. It is rare to see formation mages associated with the guard corps. We guards are supposed to be diplomats first and foremost, as quick with praise as with threats. We are supposed to be as cool as a cucumber.  It is hard to imagine me as any of those. I am the guy you meet with when you have a fort to blow up. (How I got my position as a guard is a long story in itself.) I guess I should speak about the mission. I will be honest, I have not been able to learn much about the mission. (Don't blame me. I have been busy keeping our ship flying.) All I know is that we are dealing with the Snowwind Empire. Let's just say that some things have happened in the last year, and they are on the verge of becoming our enemies. All I know is, I am supposed to maintain diplomacy with them (I should manage this.), prevent them from becoming our enemies (this is something that I am dreading.). In the process, I might get to blow up a few of our enemies. (I will do this very well indeed.) Damn it, why is th.. Connec...... Brea.. No.. note 1- my publishing schedule is going to be Monday-wednesday-friday note 2- if you like my work, you should check out my patreon. i don't have any tiers ready yet but any membership will boost my motivation to work on this. this is my patreon link - patreon.com/tengen1410 note 3- I am significantly ahead on royal road webpage. so if you like my work you can go there and check out what is going on.

A Twenty-Year-Old Man Becomes a Vampire in the World of Jujutsu Kaisen (MTL from my original)

TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains dark themes, emotional and physical abuse, trauma, betrayal, humiliation, and mature content. However, it also delivers humor, sharp sarcasm, a doting (and dangerous) mate, and chaotic chemistry between the leads. ★★ Synopsis ★★ They called her wolf-less. A disgrace. A curse. The girl blamed for her brother’s death. The unwanted twin. The shame her pack never stopped punishing. For seventeen years, Isabella endured cruelty from everyone who should have protected her—her Alpha, her pack, even her own blood. Beaten down. Enslaved. Ignored. Yet she never broke. Until the night her first heat dragged her into a forest she was never meant to enter. That night, she met Lucain. A king who had been sleeping for centuries. Cold. Ruthless. Starved. A ruler who rejected fate, bonds, and the Moon Goddess herself. He took her blood to survive. He meant to kill her afterward. Instead, he marked her. A bond never meant to exist. A mate never meant to live. A king never meant to awaken. The mark ignites a secret no one was meant to uncover—one that places Isabella at the center of power, prophecy, and bloodshed. Now the packs want her dead. The Elders want to use her. And enemies far older than wolves are watching. Lucain has spent his existence proving he cannot be owned. No bond. No mate.No weakness. Isabella has spent her life learning how to survive. Forced together by fate and hunted by the world, they face an impossible choice. Bow to destiny and submit to the bond… Or burn down everything that ever tried to control them. Because when fate tightens its grip, the real question isn’t whether the bond can be rejected... It’s what happens when the girl everyone broke becomes the one thing a king cannot afford to lose. •♪♪• Hi, my name is Isabella. Follow me through a journey of survival, self-discovery, vengeance… and a dangerously unexpected love. #StrongFL #EnemiesToLovers #FatedMate #PowerCouple #fromHatefulToDotingHusband #DarkRomance #SlowBurnChaos

They called him worthless. Abandoned by his family and left to die, Kael was nothing—weak, powerless, and forgotten. Until something answered him. A forbidden system. But unlike others, this system doesn’t grant skills… it grants Authority. Kael doesn’t just grow stronger—he dominates. Vermin bend to his will. Beasts become extensions of his control. The forest itself begins to obey him. What starts as survival quickly evolves into something far more dangerous. He builds Libertas—not as a kingdom, but as a living ecosystem where everything answers to him. But power like this doesn’t go unnoticed. The Crimson Cull, rulers of absolute authority, mark him as an anomaly. Hunters are sent. War begins. And Kael doesn’t run. He declares something far worse. “I don’t belong to this world’s rules.” “I rewrite them.” But the deeper his power grows, the clearer the truth becomes: Authority is not meant to be taken. Something ancient is watching. And Kael… might not be the only one evolving. This is not the story of a hero. This is the rise of something the world was never meant to contain. 2 New Chapters Daily - 11:30 am (GMT +8) 9:30 pm (GMT +8) Find me on Instagram & share your thoughts - @authorzima

Crime runs wild in the DC Universe, and when Lucas Kane suddenly transmigrates there, he quickly realizes one thing—good intentions alone won’t stop evil. Luckily, he awakens a brutal cheat: defeat your enemies and steal their abilities. Starting with the blood clan, Lucas grows stronger with every battle, taking power after power. But things get even stranger when he discovers a mysterious connection to the Marvel Universe.  As stolen abilities stack up—Vampire God, War Knight, Fallen Angel—one question remains: how powerful will he become when there’s no limit to what he can take? Stay tuned.