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Echoes of the Unknown - Cthulhu Collection

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"Echoes of the Unknown" is a collection of horror short stories inspired by the Cthulhu Mythos and the works of H.P. Lovecraft. These tales unravel cosmic horrors that awaken mankind's deepest fears of the incomprehensible forces beyond our understanding of the world. Each story follows individuals caught in encounters with unseen entities and ancient symbols that open doors to terror and destruction. From researchers exploring dangerous ruins to ordinary people unknowingly uncovering hidden truths, the protagonists are trapped in unsolvable mysteries and face horrors far beyond their control. Strange occurrences and recurring nightmares signal the approach of an unstoppable cosmic threat. With a tense atmosphere, "Echoes of the Unknown" delves into humanity's helplessness in the vast emptiness of the universe, forcing us to confront the reality that we are but a small part of something far larger and darker. This collection is a tribute to the themes of H.P. Lovecraft, particularly his exploration of the fear of the unknowable and humanity's powerless position in a vast, mysterious cosmos. Many names, concepts, and elements in these stories are directly inspired by Lovecraft’s work, and I wish to acknowledge his profound influence. This collection is not intended to infringe upon his legacy but to pay homage to the creator of the Cthulhu Mythos, with all due respect. Any similarities to his original works are intentional and are made in the spirit of tribute and admiration...
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I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT 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 started the shower and then looked to her and ordered her “Take off your clothes.” She almost snapped her neck with how quickly she turned her head to face me. “Excuse me?” “You heard me, Take. Off. Your. Clothes. Princess.” She looked at me dumbfounded, she couldn’t believe I was asking her to do this. The sheer audacity of me. She’s rich. Ha. “No, absolutely not.” She narrowed her eyes at me and lifted her lip a little, showing part of her fang. It was a warning glare. “I’m not a patient man. Strip or I will strip you of your clothes.” As I spoke those words, a sense of thrill shot through me. I've seen plenty of women naked. But my enemy’s daughter. Stripping her of her dignity, forcing her to humiliate herself. My wolf purred inside. “I will not.” Odette stood firm in her stance. “I will only tolerate so much disobedience.” I growled at her, I moved quickly, closing the distance between us in an instance. I grabbed her sleeve and tore it off her. She jerked back covering her arm with her hand. I moved closer to her. Ripping off another shred of her dress. She screamed “Stop it. Don’t touch me. Dog.” She napped. I snarled “Call me a dog one more time princess and see how I punish you.” “D.O.G. DOG” She said firm and slow. “I’m not actually, I am the Alpha King, the strongest and most powerful Alpha there’s ever been.” I was getting tired of the disrespect. “Keep feeding that ego of yours, maybe one day it’ll be a reality.” She hissed back. I grabbed her by the throat and lifted her off the ground. She thrashed and squirmed in my grip. But I held firm. Getting in close I whisper in her ear “Watch your little wh*re mouth. Before I shove something in it to keep it busy.”
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