Honkai Impact Herrscher

As a male Omega, stepping onto the ice was never supposed to be my dream. Hockey belonged to Alphas—strong, dominant, born to conquer both the rink and everyone on it. Omegas like me were meant to stay hidden, protected, controlled. But hiding had never been enough. The World Hockey Academy was the only place powerful enough to shield my identity, the only place my adoptive father—its Dean—believed I could survive. To the public, it was an elite sports academy. To those like me, it was a prison disguised as opportunity. To them… it was Alpha Academy. From the moment I arrived, I swallowed suppressants like oxygen. Every breath had to be measured. Every movement controlled. A single slip—one flare of Omega scent—and I would be exposed. I had to skate like an Alpha. Fight like an Alpha. Bleed like one. On the ice, weakness wasn’t forgiven. That was when I noticed him. The strongest Alpha in the academy. The storm everyone feared. His presence alone made my knees weaken, my instincts scream in panic and hunger all at once. His golden eyes tracked me every time I touched the puck, sharp and suspicious, as if he already sensed something was wrong. During practice, we crashed into each other. The impact sent us both sprawling across the ice—but it was his hand gripping my jersey, his scent crashing over me, that shattered my control. My suppressants burned uselessly in my veins. His lips curved slowly, dangerously, as he leaned close enough for his breath to brush my ear. “Funny,” he murmured, voice low and certain. “For an Alpha… you smell like prey.” My heart slammed against my ribs. If he figured it out, everything would end. And yet— my Omega instincts whispered something far worse. I wanted him closer.

Ahhhhh...... Tama na Luther maawa ka, maawa ka sa magiging anak natin... Umiiyak na pagmamakaawa ni Abby ng maramdaman niya na tumama sa likod niya ang latigo na inihampas sa kanya ng kanyang asawa na si Luther. Puro pasa na din ang aking mukha at katawan sa walang tigil na pananakit nito sa akin. Sobrang sakit nito at pakiramdam ko matatanggal pati balat ko tuwing hinahampas sa akin ang latigo na gamit nito. Nakadapa ako sa lapag habang walang tigil sa pananakit sa akin si Luther. May mga bakas na din ng dugo sa sahig na nanggaling sa akin. "Your Slut Abby... Pagbabayaran mo ang lahat ng ito. Alam mong ayaw ko sa lahat ang niloloko ako. Sigaw ni Luther sa akin sabay hawak sa aking mukha ng mariin at sinampal ako. Halos mabagok ang ulo ko sa sahig sa lakas ng impact nito. Nandito kami sa basement ng mansion. Alam kong walang makakarinig sa akin kahit na ilang beses akong sumigaw para humingi ng tulong. Parang mga bingi ang mga tauhan ni Luther sa pagmamakaawa ko. Mariin kong ipinikit ang aking mga mata. Hindi ko na mabilang kong ilang suntok, sampal, at latigo ang tumama sa aking katawan. Siguro kailangan ko ng tanggapin na hanggang dito na lang ako. Marahan kong kinapa ang aking tiyan. "Sorry anak, hindi kita magawang ipagtanggol. Siguro hanggang dito na lang tayo. Pangako mamahalin kita sa kabilang buhay." anas ko sabay pikit.

I was born to shine. But the fate had others plans for me. The moment my feet left the edge, the world fell silent. There was only wind. And peace. For one fragile heartbeat, I was free. Like a bird. Then something slammed into me from behind. Arms. Hard. Unforgiving. The impact hurled me sideways instead of down. Wood splintered. Something inside me cracked. Darkness rushed in and I welcomed it. … “Open. Your. Eyes.” The voice was quiet, slow, deliberate. It forced its way through bone and blood. An Alpha command. Pain detonated through me as air tore back into my lungs. My body convulsed against my will. I tried to sink back into the quiet—to finish what I had started. “You were NEVER given permission to die.” Power wrapped around the words like chains. My eyes snapped open. We were beyond the pack’s borders. The air felt colder. Wilder. Untouched by law or duty. For one second, I had belonged to nothing. And he had dragged me back. He loomed above me, fury carved into every sharp angle of his face. His breathing was controlled, his posture dominant - absolute. If anyone were watching from the cliffs, they would see an Alpha asserting ownership. His jaw tightened, irritated at being forced to deal with something that should have already been resolved. I had complicated his plans. “Drink.” His wrist pressed my mouth. The metallic scent hit first. I tried to clamp my lips shut. But Alpha commands do not ask. They take. My mouth opened against my will and his blood burned down my throat, spreading heat through my chest. A cruel gift. He would not even grant me the mercy of dying on my own terms. And I understood - even my death did not belong to me.

"PAPILLON!!!" His scream ripped through the house as his fist slammed into the wall right beside my head. The impact was deafening, before I could even blink, he lunged. His hand snapped around my neck. I gasped, my body going rigid as his grip locked me in place... not tight enough to kill, but firm enough to control, to own, to make sure I couldn't move… couldn't look away from him. His eyes burned into mine... wild, furious and terrifying. "Say it again," he growled, his voice trembling with rage. "Say you like him one more time and I'll go back to him, I won't just beat him, Papillon…" His grip tightened slightly, just enough to make me swallow hard. "I'll cut his tongue out and bring it to you in a box." My heart dropped. My lips parted, but no sound came out. What… What have I gotten myself into? ~~~ After I found a secret about my mom, my dad sent me to Paris saying it was the best way to escape from Mom's cage. What I didn't expect was to meet Logan, but everyone in L'impasse des Ombres calls him Bloodbath. He wasn't the gentle, patient kind of man I had read about in books. He wasn't safe. He wasn't soft. He was danger wrapped in calm confidence. Darkness disguised as temptation. He was the kind of man mothers warned their daughters about... calm on the surface, but with something dark and merciless lurking underneath. He wasn't like me... I didn't belong to his dark world. But instead of running away, I found myself begging to feel his warm tongue against my skin. He ruined the careful, obedient girl I had always been. And the worst part was… I wanted him to. I craved him.

Minsan ng nasaktan si Axel at nangako na hinding-hindi na siya iibig ulit. Nagiwan ng malaking sugat sa puso ni Axel ang nangyari sa kanyang nakaraan na buong akala niya ay hindi na niya makakalimutan. Sa hindi inaasahan na pagkakataon ay nakilala niya si Althea ang babaeng nagkaroon ng malaking impact sa buhay ni Axel. Simple lang si Althea, ordinaryo, may malambot na puso at gagawin ang lahat para sa mga mahal niya sa buhay na kabaliktaran ni Axel. Nagkaroon ulit ng pagkakataon si Axel na magmahal at magtiwala ulit pero hindi sang-ayon ang Papa niya. Ang tingin kasi ng Papa ni Axel katulad lang din si Althea sa mga babaeng Pera at kapangyarihan ang habol sa anak niya. Gagawin niya ang lahat para paghiwalayin ang dalawa pero hindi makakapayag si Axel na muling manghimasok ang Papa niya kaya naman gagawin din niya ang lahat para protektahan ang taong mahal niya. Ngunit may dumating pa na isang pagsubok sa pagsasama ni Axel at Althea na talagang susubok sa kanilang dalawa. Bumalik ang nawawalang kapatid ni Althea na si Vivian na gusto ng Papa ni Axel para sa kanya. Dumating sa punto na kailangan pumili ni Althea kung ang kaligayahan ng mahal niyang kapatid o ang sarili niyang kaligayahan. Kung noon lagi na lang nagpaubaya si Althea para sa kaligayahan ng ibang tao ngayon hindi siya makakapayag na mawala sa buhay niya ang taong nagparamdam sa kanya kung paano mahalin at pahalagahan. Mahal ni Althea ang pamilya niya pero mas pinili niya ang taong mahal niya na alam niyang hindi siya iiwan kahit ano pang mangyari. Sa kabila ng mga pagsubok sa relasyon ni Axel at Althea ay nagawa nilang lampasan ng magkasama. Pinatunayan nila kung gaano nila kamahal ang isa't isa at mas tumibay pa ang pagmamahalan nilang dalawa.

Era el séptimo aniversario de nuestro emparejamiento. Sin embargo, Xavier Ashton, el Alfa que lo controlaba todo, trajo a casa a su amante embarazada. Durante los últimos siete años, me adoró. Me besaba la mano delante de todos y decía que yo era su luna, la única Luna de su vida. Sin embargo, ahora, su mano descansaba sobre el vientre de otra loba, como si estuviera mostrando un milagro. —Ella está embarazada de mi primer cachorro. Tú tienes el poder de la Diosa de la Luna. Quiero que la bendigas. Además, ha tenido pesadillas durante el embarazo, así que se quedará con la habitación principal para que esté más cómoda. Me quedé paralizada, casi convencida de haberlo oído mal. —¿Bromeas? ¡Esa es mi habitación! Levantó la vista, hablándome con un tono de advertencia. —Desde hoy, es de ella. La ira casi me hizo reír. Me tembló la voz, pero era clara. —¿Dejaste embarazada a una loba Omega y la trajiste a nuestra casa? ¡Xavier Ashton, te has vuelto completamente loco! —No lo diré una tercera vez. Múdate ahora. Su aura se volvió helada al instante. Su presión Alfa me impactó de lleno, haciendo que mi loba gimiera dentro de mí. Pensó que me sometería obedientemente, pero no sabía que ya había hecho las maletas semanas atrás, cuando recibí el vídeo de su aventura. Mientras caminaba hacia la puerta principal, lo oí burlarse a mis espaldas: —Que haga un berrinche. Igual volverá arrastrándose en menos de tres días. Los miembros de la manada se rieron disimuladamente a mis espaldas, ya apostando a cuántos días aguantaría esta vez. Sin embargo, el coche privado que enviaron a recogerme ya estaba esperando en la puerta. Esta vez, cortaba lazos con él para siempre.

Les murs suintent l’humidité et l’odeur de lessive bon marché. Ici, les journées se ressemblent, rythmées par les hurlements des gardiens et les murmures des détenues. Mais depuis son arrivée, Léo est une anomalie dans ce monde de femmes. Lui, le seul homme dans cet univers carcéral féminin, détonne. Trop sûr de lui. Trop calme. Trop… fascinant. Les premières semaines, il a essuyé les regards en coin, les provocations, les tests. Mais il a tenu bon. Parce qu’il sait survivre. Parce qu’il sait se battre. Ce soir, dans la cour, l’atmosphère est électrique. Mira, assise sur un banc, le fixe, mâchoire serrée. Depuis qu’il a posé les yeux sur Sasha, une brune au regard brûlant, la tension monte. Ici, l’amour et la passion sont des feux de paille qui enflamment tout sur leur passage. Et Mira n’aime pas partager. Léo le sait. Mais il ne recule pas. — Tu te prends pour qui ? crache Mira en s’approchant, son gang derrière elle. Il se lève lentement, un sourire au coin des lèvres. Il n’a pas peur. Il a connu pire. — Je prends ce que je veux, répond-il, voix posée. Sasha, à quelques pas, le regarde, fascinée. Il la veut, et elle le sait. Mira ne supporte pas ce défi silencieux. Son poing part, rapide, furieux. Léo l’évite de justesse et riposte. L’impact claque, Mira titube, mais ne lâche pas l’affaire. Elle revient à la charge, et bientôt, la bagarre éclate sous les cris des détenues qui encerclent la scène.