Dark Romance

Earth Is In Trouble But With The System, Escape Earth, Make A Comeback. Earth is suddenly hit by an earthquake effectively eliminating a large percentage of the human population. Entering the Era of Apocalypse. The Void-Hell caused everything to mutate, superhuman's & transcendence, mythical beasts, primordial herbs, divine artifacts. The millennium surge - Nephilims, Fallen Angelous. Abyssal Abaddons, the harvesters of planet, Behemoth that spreads corruption. The mysterious "Watcher" that watches the world's fate. To Defend earth and eliminate these Overpowered Monsters. The Spirit System teleported Manasi Shalom Into a superior planet and brought advanced technology and spellbooks. Humanities protector - the Judges and Seers. Manasi Shalom's two adapted adorable daughters are all dangerous.

Aella “whirlwind” Harlow was looking at the screen of her phone with earbuds on, the live speech of Aniya Rossi in the United Nations. She sighed and mumbled when it ended, “Dumbass… Werewolves accepted by society, protectors, helping Humanity achieve greatness. Yeah, greatness my butt! A good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf! Spoiled brat… Stupid bitch…” She checked her quiver, counting the darts still there. A quick glance at the pistol crossbow on the left side of her belt, and at the Ruger gun inside the holster under her left armpit. Grabbing her faithful Labrys, a double edge axe, was the last thing she did before hearing a howl nearby. Aella frowned and mumbled, “Showtime…” (It is the sequel of "The Flesh-Eating Werewolf", set 20 years in the future, but can be read as a stand alone, but with minor mentions to events in the first story, and some previous characters that will appear in this story.)

Even the coldest heart would soon grow warm if she kept holding on to it. That was what she believed. That was why she became his unloved placeholder of a wife. Unfortunately, all her devotion only led to a heartless divorce. “She’s awake now,” he told her. “Step down and step away, you miserable knock-off.”Then, he left. When he came back, it was because he needed her to do something only an impostor could do: go to jail for his dream girl’s crime. Deirdre McKinnon was condemned to perdition. She lost her baby before it was born. She lost her face to violence. She lost the ability to see. It was two months of a hell-like nightmare. At last, something died inside her heart. Two years later, she found herself another man, but when Brendan Brighthall met her by pure happenstance, a new feeling was born in his heart: jealousy. There were no means too terrible, no scheme too underhanded—not if it meant he’d possess Deirdre’s heart again. And yet, she simply refused to love him anymore.“What do you want me to do, Deirdre McKinnon?! What must I do to go back to the good old days?” His eyes turned red. “I’ll give you everything I have!”“You gave me a copper trinket two years ago. It was a sorry excuse for a wedding ring, and yet I cared for it as though it was the most precious jewel in the world…“But now? Nothing you can give would be even remotely worthwhile. Not even you.”

Elliot scanned his eyes round Lexa's curvy body, making her nervous. “Wow. Such beauty,” he said, with the most glorious smile. “A-are you him?” Alexa had never felt so weak. “What was I thinking? I forgot I can’t kill royals so easily. I definitely won’t want to kill you.” He bowed before her. “I’m sorry your majesty. I forgot you were royalty.” Alexa gulped. He moved like flash, appearing here and there within the twinkle of an eye. He sped to her back and held her waist. She whimpered. “I know everything about you and I know what you want,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you want me.” She pulled away from him. He smiled… a deadly smile. Alexa wanted to be strong, she was a Queen after all. “If you know what I want then you must tell me what you want in return.” "Everyone knows that the devil wants," Elliot said, smiling with great lust. *** Will the love between the devil and a prized angel ever succeed? Will a prophecy overrule a witch's curse? Will Elliot be given an second chance into holiness? Will their love prevail and will their forbidden love be accepted by the realms?

His ten years relationship ended with his girlfriend returning to her ex husband. Betrayed, heartbroken and left with no money, no job and no family. How can he rise to his feet again? (System task) (Revenge is a dish best served cold) Jay would pay back all those who harmed him and make them feel ten times the pain they caused him.

Fenrir is a slave sold to the noble Clark family. The slave auctioneer labels Fenrir as "A person from an ancient civilization with crystal blue eyes." Along with Fenrir, a book written in an unfamiliar language is sold, and only Fenrir can read it. The auctioneer refers to it as the "1000-year Magic Book." One day, Fenrir accidentally summons a great mage named Silya. Silya isn't an ordinary wizard but a protector of the Empire known as the Forest Wizard. It's revealed that Fenrir is a genius wizard, and even Silya is impressed by Fenrir's power. Is Fenrir truly a person from an ancient civilization as claimed by the auctioneer? And what is the actual content of the mysterious book Fenrir possesses? These questions don't occupy Fenrir's thoughts much; right now, Fenrir's focus is on becoming stronger to avenge those dear to him.

Darkness. Complete utter darkness that could make even the devil shudder laid in the heart of a single man. Unable to bear this darkness, he had locked away his dark side so it could never interfere with his normal life but that did not mean that he had dropped it behind. This is the story of a man who had achieved all there was to achieve but still felt there was something lacking. He decided to do something he had never done before, he had decided to find love. Now that it was beginning to seem like he had found this feeling that had eluded him for years, he now has to tackle between maintaining what his heart desires and keeping his dark side at bay. Journey with one of the most powerful men in the urban world as he traverses the world of love, guns and everything in between.

"What the... why does everything look so different? And why do I feel taller? Ryu, do you see this interface? Is this some sort of glitch or something?" - "I don’t think this’ a glitch, dude. We're in the game, like, for real! Look at us, I'm a knight now, and you're a wizard. This is insane!" In a world shaped by the neon-lit magic of a mysterious MMORPG, Kai and Ryu, two disillusioned gamers, find themselves thrust into a reality where the virtual becomes tangible. Transformed into their in-game avatars—a wizard and a knight, respectively—they navigate this enchanting yet treacherous realm.

Evan Locke is the Sloane family’s biggest disappointment—at least, that’s what they believe. A scorned live-in son-in-law with no pedigree, no power, and supposedly no ambition, he’s treated as little more than an inconvenient shadow in their mansion. Only Lena Sloane, his principled and razor-sharp wife, ever bothered to look past the surface… though even she has no idea who she married. Because Evan isn’t just brilliant—he’s the secret founder of Obsidian Capital, a stealth empire feared in boardrooms and whispered about in back alleys. From the dark edges of the financial world, he’s been pulling strings to keep Sloane Dynamics alive while the family doubts him at every turn. When Marcus Thorne, the elegant and ruthless CEO of Talon Consortium, moves to swallow Lena’s company, and the Black Harbor Syndicate sends their silent executioner Rhea Kade to clear obstacles, the Sloanes brace for collapse. But Obsidian has already awakened. With Archer Voss—his unseen field operator—and a network of shadow investments, Evan begins a quiet war. Every trade, every acquisition, every broken enemy brings him closer to exposing the truth… The world thinks he’s irrelevant. He’s about to show them what a ghost king looks like.

Step inside the twisted mind of Harr. Bored with his mundane, monotonous life, Harry’s only form of escape is his dirty little fascination with death. Not his own, but everyone else’s. When a random act of bravery gives him an opportunity to sample his greatest desire, it fuels his temptation, and his urge to act on his impulses reaches fever pitch. He wants to kill, and it’s getting harder every day to resist.