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My Lexomancer System

Content Warning – Horror, Psychological Themes, Manipulation & Nihilism. This story contains intense scenes of psychological horror, violence, child abuse, and emotional trauma. Some moments may be disturbing, graphic, or unsettling to sensitive readers. Please proceed with caution. This is a story of heroes— —but not the kind bathed in sunshine and glory. --- No one knows betrayal better than Velian. He was just a talker—a support class, weak and unwanted in a world where swords sliced through monsters and magic shattered mountains. They laughed at him. Used him. Left him to die. His own guild—the only people he trusted—threw him to the wolves, using him as bait to save themselves. And when he thought it couldn't get worse... She lied too. His only light in the dark. Lily. The girl he called sister. They broke him. But something else woke up in the ruin of his heart. In the silent death of that dungeon, the Lexomancer System awakened—a power not of blade or flame, but of words. Words that bind, command, and destroy. "Sleep." "Shatter." "Die." Velian doesn't cast spells or swing swords—he speaks, and the world bends to his will. But power like this doesn't come without blood. Guided by a strange, floating familiar with devil eyes and a tail like a devil's whisper, Velian begins walking a new path—one soaked in vengeance, shadow, and something far older than fate. As secrets unravel and powers awaken, the world will learn: Velian isn't the same boy they abandoned. He's the voice the world should fear. Add tags: Nihilist and Manipulative MC
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Crossfire Vows

When ruthless billionaire CEO Damien Cross is blackmailed by his powerful parents into marrying before his 30th birthday, he agrees to a contract marriage with the last woman he expected—Aria Drevon, a sharp-tongued, seemingly modest florist. What he doesn’t know is that Aria isn’t just good with roses—she’s a highly trained assassin, invisible to every system, and deadly to the bone. For her, the fake marriage is the perfect cover. For him, it’s a shield from corporate sabotage and family interference. Their first meeting? A rainstorm, a ruined bouquet, and a rock hurled at his Bentley. Their second? A deal neither of them wants but both desperately need. But as the staged romance plays out under public scrutiny, the line between act and obsession begins to blur. Aria’s latest target overlaps with Damien’s empire, pulling both into a lethal web of mafia vendettas and international espionage. A hit goes sideways. A mafia boss lands in the ICU. And suddenly, Aria’s cover—and her heart—are both under threat. Damien knows something’s off. She’s too calm under fire. Too secretive. Too... dangerous. And when the passion finally detonates, it’s all fire and fury—one storm-drenched night, he pins her against the penthouse glass, breaking down every barrier. She kisses him like she’s drowning. He holds her like he’s willing to burn for her truth. But in a game built on lies and bullets, can love really survive? Or will the assassin bride vanish before the truth catches up to them both?
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Her Unbounded Mates

In the ancient lands of Virelia, where towering pines pierced bruised skies and the howl of the wolf was the oldest song, power was etched in claw and blood. Here, werewolf packs ruled, bound by traditions as old as the mountains themselves, their lives a tapestry woven with loyalty, strength, and an unbreakable connection to the wild. But even in a world ruled by primal law, there are those who defy its every thread. Her name was Kaelen Drayce. Born without the comfort of a pack, she was a solitary storm, a whispered legend among the shifting shadows. Her past was a tapestry of scars and secrets, her heart a fortress no one had ever breached. She was a warrior forged in isolation, her name carved in the annals of Virelia not by birthright, but by blood and steel. Feared by many, respected by more, Kaelen moved through the world like a phantom, untamed and unyielding. Until fate, with its cruel and beautiful whims, chose to bind her not to one, but to two. They were Auron and Drystan the twin heirs to the Bloodfang Pack—the most dominant, fearsome force in all of Virelia. Auron, the storm incarnate, was wild, temperamental, and relentless, his fury a consuming blaze. Drystan, the calculating shadow, was calm, dangerously intelligent, and as precise as a hunter's strike. Together, they were an unstoppable force, a perfect balance of raw power and strategic brilliance, ruling with an almost telepathic synchronicity. They had never expected to share a mate, nor had they desired to. Destiny, however, rarely consults desire. For Kaelen was no ordinary wolf. Deep within her veins pulsed a dormant power, a secret tethered to an ancient prophecy—a force that could either save or shatter Virelia. It lay sealed, hidden by forces unknown, but the moment her path collided with the Bloodfang twins, something fierce and untamed began to stir within her. As Virelia teetered on the brink, threatened by rival packs, insidious dark forces, and treacherous political conspiracies, Kaelen found herself caught in a maelstrom. She had to navigate not only the terrifying awakening of her own power but also the complex, magnetic pull of the two Alphas who now sought to claim her. But Kaelen Drayce had never been one to be claimed. She sought to conquer, to choose, to fight for a destiny that was fiercely her own. The twins, however, had no intention of letting their fated mate go. And Kaelen? She wasn't the type to surrender. This was a dance of power, love, and destiny, where the lines between protector and captor blurred, and the fate of a kingdom hung in the balance.
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Bound to the Triplet Alphas

"Aria," he said softly. "Today is your birthday." It wasn't a question, but I nodded nevertheless. "The moon is full tonight," he added, his voice quiet. "You will attend the ceremony." "Of course, Elder," I replied, puzzled. All eighteen-year-olds attended the ceremony. It was essential. He leaned in, smelling gently. "You already feel it, don't you? "The change." My heartbeat skipped. "What change?" Elder Malin's eyes narrowed. "Interesting. "Very interesting." He reached inside his pocket and retrieved a little pouch. "Wear this tonight." I accepted it hesitantly. Inside was a simple moonstone pendant with a leather cord. "But this is for—" "Wear it," he interjected. "Hide it under your clothes if you must, but wear it." Moonstones were precious. They aided our connection to the Moon Goddess during ceremonies. However, they were only given to wolves from influential families (Alphas and Betas). Not Omegas like me. "Why?" I questioned. Elder Malin glanced at Mira before returning his attention to me. "Because someone is harboring secrets about you, child. And tonight, those secrets may be revealed." ~ I never mattered in our pack. Omegas like me serve, submit, and survive. We don't dream of love. We don't dream of power. She was the future Luna. I was just the girl who watched from the shadows. But everything changed on my 18th birthday. I felt the bond. I met my mate. One of the Alpha's sons. But the Alpha has triplets, and I felt the mate bond with all three and it seems the three of them felt it too — three perfect warriors, three powerful Alphas, three secrets buried beneath the surface. One of them is my destiny. One of them is lying. And one of them might be the death of me. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes... but this time, I think she might've given me too much to handle.
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