sacrificed

In the era of the Old World, there walked women who did not merely cast magic. They were the weavers of Black Magic, or in more common terms — Witches. For thousands of years, the world has been barren of them, for a Witch is not born. She is wrought. The scholars of the Old World claimed three conditions unlock this power: First, there must be the Drowning of the Heart. The woman must be driven past the breaking point of human sorrow. Grief must become the water that drowns her humanity. Second, there must be the Sharpening of the Will. Hate must become the steel of her spine. She must choose not to weep, but to burn. Third, and most rare, there must be the Anchor of the Beast. A Witch without a tether is but a storm that consumes itself. She requires a Devotion that rivals her own — a Dragon who would trade his divinity to stand in the shadow of her thorns. When these three tides collide, the Mage dies, and the Witch awakens. It is said that when the Witch returns, the mountains will breathe again. The dead woods will scream, and the kingdoms of men will be reclaimed by a garden that never sleeps. — Warning: Dark Themes, Explicit Gore and Sexual Content — Tags: Dark Romance, Slow Burn, Fantasy, Morally Grey, Political Intrigue, Kingdom Building, War, Dragons, Monster Hunt, Magic System, Level Up, Power Growth

He needed to break his curse, she needed an escape. Once magic was the heart that made the Mortal Realm thrive. Nowadays humans with magical powers only exist in stories. For Noelle magic and adventures only exist in her dreams. But that is all about to change because she is about to turn 18. When she is 18 she can finally explore the world and have adventures of her own! However, things do not go as planned on her birthday. She gets selected to be sacrificed to the King of the Sea. He is rumored to be a giant man with no kindness in his heart. Every year, the King of the Sea picks an 18-year-old virgin to bring to his kingdom. He hopes to find the long-lost heir to the witches to break his curse. Noelle has no idea why she got chosen and what will happen. However, she sure as hell knows that no one can put out the fire in her heart. She gets sucked into a world of magic, temptation, and desires. Will she find her destiny or get lost along the way?

"Spread your legs wider." Nicholas's voice cut through the room like ice over steel. Cold and completely devoid of mercy. Lilith was already spread open beneath him, her thighs shaking from the effort of holding the position, but it wasn't enough for him. "I want to see what you're paying your father's debt with, Show me everything." She obeyed because she had no choice. Because refusing meant her pack got destroyed. Refusing meant her mother died alone in that hospital bed. Refusing meant everything became worthless. So she spread her legs wider. Nicholas crouched between her thighs, his hand moving to touch her without warning.  "Tight," he observed clinically. "Very tight for a wolfless whore who's about to spend thirty days servicing three Alphas." Behind him, his brothers watched with hungry eyes. "This is what you are now," Nicholas said, his fingers still moving between her legs, making her gasp despite herself. "Payment. Property. A warm hole for us to fuck whenever we want, however we want." "Welcome to your nightmare, little omega," he purred. "We hope you survive it." *** She was sent to pay for sins that weren't hers. Lilith's world shattered the day her father's body came home in pieces....branded a traitor who'd betrayed a sacred alliance and gotten the powerful Blackwood Alpha killed. Overnight, she went from Beta's daughter to omega. From respected to reviled. From protected to prey. Then the Blackwood triplets sent their demand. They want revenge for their father's death. They want someone to punish. They want blood. And they want her. The deal is simple: thirty days as their property to pay for her father's crime. Thirty days of being used however they see fit. Thirty days of brutal punishments and degrading pleasures. Thirty days of surrendering her body to three Alpha wolves who see her as nothing more than payment for a debt. No safe words. No boundaries. No mercy. Just survival. But as the days pass and the nights grow longer, Lilith begins to realize that nothing about this arrangement is what it seems. The triplets are hiding secrets....dark, dangerous secrets about the night her father really died. About why they need her specifically. About the power stirring inside her that she never knew existed. And the most terrifying discovery of all? Her body is responding to them in ways that make her question everything. The mate bond isn't supposed to work with three Alphas. It definitely isn't supposed to work with a wolfless omega. And it absolutely isn't supposed to feel this consuming, this inevitable, this right even when everything else is so brutally wrong. They say they're punishing her. But what if they're claiming her? She came to pay a debt. She might leave as their salvation...or their destruction. TRIGGERS: This is a DARK reverse harem romance with explicit content, power imbalance, and morally grey Alphas who don't ask for consent. If you need sunshine and rainbows, this isn't your book. If you want brutal Alphas, forced proximity, enemies-to-lovers, and a heroine who discovers she's more powerful than anyone ever imagined....welcome to your new obsession.

After being hunted down and slain by countless Main Gods, Miguel’s life ended in despair. But fate wasn’t done with him yet. He opened his eyes and found himself reborn at the very start of the "Godmaking Online" game, a time when everyone on Earth still believed it was just harmless entertainment. Only Miguel knows the terrifying truth—this game is no mere pastime. It’s a trial of gods, a battlefield that decides the destiny of every player… and every human. Logging in again, he awakens with a broken talent—[Supreme Sacrifice], an SSS-class skill with only one effect: Sacrifice any corpse to gain unlimited free attribute points and special rewards! And the greatest twist? The corpse of the Thunder Main God, whom Miguel had once killed in his past life, has returned with him… Ding! You have sacrificed a Main God corpse. Randomly gained +10,000 free attribute points. Ding! Special Rewards obtained: Talent: Heart of the Thunder God (Main God Level) +10 Divinity Points! Armed with forbidden knowledge and an infinite growth system, Miguel swears this time no god, no player, no system will ever control his fate again. This time, he’ll sacrifice the heavens themselves.

In a society ruled by ancient tribal codes, Imran Afridi and Emaan Karani commit the ultimate sin: they fall in love. Their forbidden romance across enemy family lines ends in tragedy when Emaan's brother murders Imran in a fit of "honor" rage. But the real story begins after the funera Imran's sister, Bushra Afridi—a modern woman who runs an NGO for oppressed women—refuses the traditional blood money. At the tribal jirga, she delivers an unprecedented verdict: she demands the rival family's prized son, Jams Karani, as compensation. Not as a husband for love, but as property. A living monument to her brother's murder. Now, Jasim—a successful businessman and proud heir—finds himself a captive "groom" in the enemy's haveli. Bushra thinks she's won. She believes she's caged a trophy to pressure the Karanis into surrendering the real killer. But Jasim is no passive prisoner. And as secrets surface suggesting Imran's death was more than a crime of passion, these two formidable enemies find themselves in a dangerous game where the rules are written in blood, and the truth might destroy them both.

Lough Freed, a boy who served the kingdom in the RMMT (Republican Military of Magical Talent) at a young age, is a veteran at war. However, he was cast aside after being loyal by dedicating his life to his empire, since he had no artefacts, and was thrown down into poverty. He lives his life with a held back rage until he enters his usual workplace and finds something interesting... ----------------------------------

She was offered to the empire as a sacrifice. Loved by none. Saved by no one. Betrayed by her family and discarded by the throne she was born to serve, Elara dies believing her life meant nothing more than obedience. But death is not the end. She awakens years before her execution—back in the palace that raised her to be broken. This time, she will not beg for love. She will not offer her loyalty for scraps of affection. And she will never be a sacrifice again. Surrounded by nobles who once destroyed her, a Commander who should be her enemy, and a future soaked in blood, Elara begins to rewrite her fate—slowly, cruelly, deliberately. Even if the price of survival is becoming the villain they fear.

In a world overrun by demons, humanity is forced to survive in walled cities under the personal protection of their gods. When Derzina's city comes under attack, her goddess rushes to defend it only to be slain. Deprived of their guardian, the people of the city concoct a ritual to return her to them. However, the ritual requires a vessel to be offered to the goddess. Derzina, a lowly initiate, is chosen as the sacrifice for her goddess' resurrection.

My Alpha was the one who started the fire—he lit it with his own hands, ready to burn his own children alive, just so his little mistress Beta Sasha could become Luna without a hitch. I ran into the flames, carrying two unconscious pups on my back, and jumped from the fifth floor. My palms were scorched, skin torn, flesh charred. I thought saving his “future heirs” with my own life might earn me a word of gratitude. But when I woke up, the tribe’s medic looked at me coldly and said, “The Alpha is with Beta Sasha. She was... frightened.” That was the moment I finally understood—I wasn’t his fated mate, not their mother, not even part of the pack. I was just a vessel on their path to power. A body—if it didn’t burn, it could still be used.

The day my first love betrayed me, I was grateful for my blindness. I didn’t have to see him mark another woman right in front of me. Even as I heard the whispers, the sneers, the way they all pitied the unseeing, cursed girl who foolishly thought she could be loved. So when the Alpha declared that I would be sent off as a sacrifice to the Cursed Lycan, I didn’t fight. Because death…is kinder than the life I’ve lived. But when I enter his crypt, something calls to me. A whisper in my mind. Voices I have never heard but somehow…feel connected to. Then I felt him—cold, but not dead…breathing but not awake. And foolishly, I pressed my lips to his. The next thing I knew, a hand grabbed my wrist. A breath like embers brushed my throat, and a voice rumbled through my very bones— "You dare wake me, little one? Then bear the consequences." Now, I have an actual name. He calls me Hesperia. And he promises that he will never let me go.