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HYBIRD BLACKEYED

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DISCLAIMER:- ⌊ READ THIS STORY ONLY IF YOU R COMFORTABLE WITH A.I ASSITANTED CONTENT ⌋ ⟦ A.I ASSISTANTED CONTENT I.E USE OF A.I FOR GRAMMAR AND WORD ENHANCE FOR FOREIGN AUDIENCE, THE STORY, ITS PLOT'S, DIALOGUE'S AND SCRIPT EVERYTHING IS MADE BY HUMAN/AUTHOR⟧ 〔 WEDNESDAY AND SUNDAY〕 ⌊ THANK YOU ⌋ Neo-Berlin is a city of big surprises! It's like someone built a super-cool, shiny new city on top of an old, not-so-shiny one. Imagine super tall buildings made of shiny metal and glass, powered by clean energy, like something out of a fun cartoon! But when you look down at the streets, they're dark and full of stories from long ago. The city is super clean, almost like they're trying to wash away the past. But guess what? Everyone has to learn all about those old wars in school. It's kind of strange, right? This focus on the past is a big problem for our friend Hawkstroke. His last name, Stroke, is like a not-so-fun shadow hanging over him. A long time ago, people blamed the Strokes for starting big wars. Can you believe it? Because of this, people today aren't always very nice to Hawk. They give him funny looks, like he's going to cause trouble. Some people even think the Strokes are born to start wars! They treat Hawk like he's a time bomb about to explode. And guess where this not-so-nice feeling is the strongest? At Neo-Berlin High School! Imagine a huge, serious building – it's not like a normal school. It's more like a super-safe government place pretending to be a school. It's even built on the same spot where Hawk's brother, Hank, passed away. Neo-Berlin High is where all the important people in the city send their kids – kids whose families wrote the history books that aren't very nice to the Strokes. The school is a bit scary, with dark walls, hallways that echo, and lots of security cameras. Every time Hawk walks through the halls, he feels like he's in a tricky game. He knows the school has a secret message from Hank that will show everyone that Hank's death wasn't just an accident, like the city says. For Hawk, Neo-Berlin High isn't just about learning. It's where he has to fight the stories that make his family look bad and the powerful people who hurt his brother. 【EXTRA GENRES:- MYSTERY, MURDER, THRILLER, BRUTALITY, DEEP VIOLENCE, GENIUS VILLAIN, MAFIAS, GANG WARS, UNDERWORLD, POLITICS, POLITICAL REALITY AND VIOLENCE, MARTIAL ARTS, SECRET IDENTITY, TRAGEDY, SCHOOL LIFE, GLOBAL WARS, SURVIVAL, STRATEGY.】 BENEFITS IF YOU R A REGULAR READER :- Q&A (+) POLLS AND VOTES (+) THEORIES AND OPINION (+) REGULAR VIEWERS WILL GET THEIR NAMES LISTED IN THE TOP 3 LOYAL READERS AT THE END OF EVERY MONTH 【• EVEN IF THIS STORY GETS REJECTED I WILL CONTINUE TO UPLOAD CHAPTERS BECAUSE I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE, IM 15 YEARS OLD AND THIS IS JUST MY IMAGINARY STORY, I HAVE BEEN WRITING THIS STORY FOR THE PAST FIVE YEARS, BUT BECAUSE OF SCHOOL AND STUDIES, I WAS NEVER ABLE TO UPLOAD IT. WITH 2026, HOWEVER, I’VE MADE A FRESH START, AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY MY STORY.】 [CHAPTERS LENGTH = 400 TO 800] INSPIRATION OF THIS STORY:- [1. LOOKISM 100%] [2. NARUTO 75%] [3. BLEACH 80%] [4. SAKAMOTO DAYS 100%] [5.DRAGON BALL 100%] [6. SOLO LEVELING 75%] [7. ONE PUNCH-MAN 100%] [8. JUJUTSU KAISEN 80%]
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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. He was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. ***Updates come, but they're slow!***
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