Y/N has just landed a new job at the Neme Centre - a place for extremely strong magical creatures. And four of them seem to become quite obsessed with her.
In a world where power is measured and ranked, the Adventurer’s Guild stands at the centre of it all—classifying every mana user from the weakest Ash Rank to the near-mythical Abyss. Strength defines status, and no one stands above the system. No one except Damon Vauris. Known as the King’s Blade, he is an untouchable figure—an elite whose name alone ends battles before they begin. Distant, controlled, and unreachable, he exists at the peak of the world’s power. Until you return. Unnoticed and underestimated, you slip back into the Guild as nothing more than an average adventurer. But when you casually break every rule and cross a line no one else dares to, something shifts. Because while Damon stands at the top of the system— You were never part of it to begin with.
In this world called Erea, there are three kingdoms, Aytan, Silvester and Ubiv. This world is modern and magical, so technology and devices exist but magic also exists alongside it, and sometimes their uses are intertwined. But the sovereignty and royal powers still hold a significant importance, and so does class. Magic in this world is mana. Your mana capacity is how much mana you can use in total at one period in time, and this is usually decided at birth. Talent and mana control and use is strengthened through rigorous training.
The Crown Prince of the Jorn Empire is a cruel, savage man. Although he’s only 20, he is extremely tall, impost and built like a muscly mountain. With jet black hair and darker amber eyes, he does not spare anyone.
Y/N has a long-distance relationship with billionaire Mark Kent. Once she moves in with him after graduating, she quickly realises how much others want him…a
Y/N was always though to be an Alpha through and through. He had piercing hunter eyes and a chiselled, charming face – paired with an imposing aura that made omegas shiver. He was tall too, with a lean, muscular frame. But they were all wrong.
In a vast, untamed wilderness divided by dense forests, rushing rivers, jagged cliffs, and shadowed marshlands, feline shapeshifters live hidden lives governed by instinct, territory, and survival. They exist primarily in their cat forms—sleek, dangerous, and deeply attuned to the wild—only shifting into human form when emotion, conflict, or connection demands it.