Insist

She just wanted to cook. Now she’s feeding the apocalypse. Marron Louvel was supposed to win Earth’s biggest cooking competition… but she died before the judges could take a bite. Now she’s stuck in a fantasy world with a rundown food stall, a grumpy talking bear, and a System that insists she’s an SSS-Grade Chef. Her first customer? A half-dead adventurer who cries after one bite of her duck fat fries. Her recipes from Earth don’t just taste good—they heal, buff, and change fates. She’s not interested in romance. But that hasn’t stopped knights, beastfolk, or demon lords from lining up for more than just seconds. To survive in a world ruled by cooking power, Marron must upgrade her stall, unlock legendary ingredients, and serve dishes so good they shake the heavens. Because in the world of Savoria, flavor is power—and one perfect bite can save a life.

Lin Fan obtained an incredibly powerful sign-in system, and at the start, he was rewarded with a billion in cash! Lin Fan transformed from a delivery man into a divine level wealthy individual, buying companies, luxury homes, real estate, aircraft carriers...with the phrase "Money is not a problem" as he conquered the world! "Ding! Sign-in successful, obtained the world's most expensive top-tier supercar!" "Ding! Sign-in successful, obtained top-tier musical talent!" "Ding! Sign-in successful, obtained shares in a billion-dollar corporation!" "Ding! Sign-in successful, obtained a sister who combines beauty and intelligence, also the wealthiest person!" As long as he insisted on signing in every day, various divine level rewards would come pouring in! Thus, a universe-level invincible delivery man was born.

Trapped in the unspoken rules, eaten up by the devious boss, he can't stop, and is addicted to tangling with her. Between them, one swears never to yield, and the other insists on conquering. Asher Land swears, his biggest goal in this life is to transform Sophie Smith, the fierce little wild cat with sharp claws, into an obedient pet cat!

After three years of marriage, they continued to treat each other with mutual respect. Following their divorce, he transformed into someone obnoxiously insistent. Yet Norris Moore sneered, "Get lost, I'd marry anyone but you!"

"Listen up, my obedient disciple, it's time for you to descend from this mountain. Your master has arranged a marriage for you with a stunning beauty, and it's quite a steal!" With those words, the master absconded with the dowry, leaving Lin Chen feeling both aggrieved and furious. Determined, he descended the mountain to find his betrothed. However, fate had other plans, as he was waylaid on the road by a captivating woman who insisted he play the role of her fake boyfriend. To make matters even more bewildering, this woman bore an uncanny resemblance to his intended bride!

Jun Meilin, once the country's most envied socialite was embarrassed on national television by her husband. When he came home after a five year expedition in space, he was holding the hand of her widowed friend and a child. When they got home, her served her with divorce papers because he wanted his mistress and son to have a proper identity. As if the humiliation was not enough he used the life saving favor she owed him to stop her from announcing the divorce and insisted she stay with him for two years while he stabilized his career and enjoyed life with his mistress and bastard son. She could not believe the tragedy that had befallen her life. When she was falling apart, she woke up in a hospital, with a system that said, "Pamper the green tea man Mo Jingze and return to the pinnacle of your beauty and life or die. Mo Jingze was her brother-in-law, a man she would never got involved with normally. For one, he was five years younger than her and two he was her ex husband's half younger brother. But every time her ex husband wanted to use her for something, Mo Jingze appeared in front of her, he would bat his eyes and seductively call her name. Like a bewitched woman, she would forget the ex in a heartbeat and reach out to him. For the green tea man, she slapped her ex husband, slapped the mistress, took back the company and eventually returned home and reunited with her family. Soon, Mei-Mei, could not remember her ex husbands name, she was too busy pampering the green tea brother-in-law who demanded for kisses everyday. But the green tea was only a green tea around her. Around other people, he was as poisonous as a viper! This book is participating in WSA 2025, please support me in any way you can. Excerpt. Jun Meilin walked into the living room, the first thing she saw was her ex punching her new assistant Mo Jingze on the cheek. Mo Jingze raised his beautiful eyes and called for her weakly. "Mei-Mei, it hurts." As if she was possessed, Mei-Mei ripped her ex husband away from Mo Jingzhe and touched his face. The handsome face had a red mark which made her blood boil. She whirled around and kicked her ex away, giving him twice the pain he had given Jingzhe. "Mo Liang, how dare you touch my Aze! You are courting death." "He..."Mo Lian started a defense but Mo Jingzhe moaned at that exact moment as if he was in great pain. Mei-Mei immediately helped Jingzhe up, screaming for someone to call a doctor. She did not see him sticking his tongue out at Mo Liang and smirking. When they were alone, he leaned against her and said softly, "Mei-Mei, kiss it better."

Moriah, a partially blind wood elf, navigates the world through her magical abilities and the guidance of her bear companion, Merlock—a humanoid shape-shifter who favors his bear form. They reside in a tranquil village within the vast woods of Ziwae, where they defend against raiders threatening to plunder their home. When the raiders steal a sacred amulet from her people, Moriah faces a critical decision: remain in the safety of the forest or venture beyond its borders to retrieve the precious artifact. Driven by duty and determination, she chooses to pursue the raiders, trusting Merlock to accompany her on this perilous journey. As Moriah and Merlock track the raiders, they encounter Gerlig, a dwarven tradesman familiar with the realm’s dangers. He agrees to join their quest, offering his knowledge of the region’s treacherous paths. The trio follows the trail to a small town where they meet Soriay, a mysterious winged fairy who insists on aiding them despite harboring a secret past.

Zong Zi, o demônio que desafiou o fluxo do tempo, tentou romper as correntes do destino com sua própria existência física. Mas, no último instante, confrontou a verdade cruel-nem mesmo uma alma imortal podia escapar do maldito tempo. Então, ele fez sua última aposta. Se sua alma não podia atravessar o tempo, suas memórias atravessariam. Agora, de volta ao seu corpo jovem, ele fará qualquer coisa para impedir que o mundo desmorone novamente. Mas como um demônio pode salvar o mundo da destruição? Simples. Elimine aqueles que o levarão à ruína. Mate suas existências imortais, apague seus descendentes, erradique seus antepassados. Se o destino insiste em condená-lo como o vilão deste mundo... então que assim seja!

Silent Noise For the past five years, people have been going missing - in the most mysterious way. It always starts the same. They begin to lose their minds. Not gradually - suddenly. Violently. They rant about a noise only they can hear. But they insist... it's not just noise. They describe it as a melody - strange and haunting. Piano chords layered with birdsong, ocean waves crashing, and, oddly, the crackle of chains - like someone imprisoned. And then, a hum. A low, slow hum... like a prisoner singing to himself in the dark. But the hum is unsettling. Beautiful... but wrong. Like Lucifer humming a lullaby to his master before the fall. They say it draws you in like a siren's call. Sweet. Hypnotic. Irresistible. Until it doesn't stop. Until it becomes constant. Then it becomes noise. A maddening one. Worse than any alarm - like an emergency call you can't ignore. Ring. Ring. Will you answer it? That beautiful, cursed sound that only you can hear? Or will you let it ring... let it drive you mad? Because once you hear it... it never stops. And no one else can hear it. So they pick up the call, whispering: "I can hear you... I'm not mad... or am I?" Some sob. Some chuckle. And then they follow the sound - into the unknown. They never return. No bodies. No signs of death. Just madness... and a strange melody. Doctors call it insanity. All medical reports show the same signs: Auditory hallucinations. Psychological breakdown. Patients are declared unstable, admitted, treated... And then - they vanish. It's been five years. Ten people gone. No trace. No clues. Just the same mysterious melody. The media calls it a hoax. The police call it a prank. "Kids being kids," they say. Excuses. Lies. Silence. And then one day... it stopped. No more madness. No more disappearances. No more sound. That was the day Isabella Eric came to Edenville. A town drowning in secrets. A girl with a life far from perfect. A past she barely understands. But her arrival is no accident. She doesn't know it yet - but Isabella has a connection to the Silent Noise. A deep one. A dangerous one. What is her purpose in Edenville? What ties her to the missing people? Will she face the melody? Will love save her... or destroy her? Find out in SILENT NOISE.

In a world where Light Fairies stand for justice, Love Fairies spark romance, and Dark Fairies feed, destroy, and generally make a mess of things—Veravos doesn’t quite fit in. As a Dark Fairy, he’s expected to join the war effort under Queen Judorah’s rule, tearing down the world for reasons that mostly sound like bad management and unnecessary paperwork. But Veravos? He’d rather be left alone to brood dramatically in his woods, avoid extroverts, and maybe—just maybe—become human someday. Then Scarlette crashes—literally—into his life. She’s a rogue Love Fairy with forbidden magic, sharp opinions, and a mysterious emerald she insists on using as a kitchen knife. Hunted by her own kind, she might be Veravos’s key to uncovering ancient secrets tied to the Light Kingdom… or the beginning of his downfall. Together, they’ll clash, bargain, and uncover truths neither of them is ready for. But when love turns lethal and darkness isn’t the worst thing chasing them, they’ll have to decide: will they rewrite their destinies, or become casualties in someone else’s war? Told through Veravos’s dry, sarcastic voice, The Dark Fairy King is a sharp-tongued fantasy filled with reluctant alliances, chaotic magic, and unexpected heart.

Bianca sempre foi uma jovem tímida, protegida pelos pais e pela própria insegurança. Mas tudo começou a mudar no instante em que Fernando — o irmão mais velho da sua melhor amiga — a beijou pela primeira vez. Ele foi seu primeiro beijo, sua primeira vez… e também sua primeira decepção. Quando Luca surge, maduro, sedutor e decidido, Bianca começa a descobrir outra versão de si mesma: mais confiante, mais ousada… mais mulher. Só que o passado não se apaga tão fácil — especialmente quando ele insiste em reaparecer com olhos intensos e palavras que mexem com tudo o que ela julgava resolvido. Entre lembranças, desejos, ciúmes e descobertas, Bianca se vê dividida entre o homem que a fez despertar e aquele que a ensinou o que é ser desejada de verdade. Mas afinal… quem ficará com o seu último beijo?

This is a blend of **sci-fi and xianxia (cultivation fantasy)** with a strong emotional core: a dragon child raised by an AI, caught between technology and cultivation, demon and immortal, loneliness and love. Born during a thunderstorm, a dragon child awakens in darkness—cold, alone, and hungry. But he is not truly alone. A broken AI, known as *Space Explorer 137*—or *Talking Metal*—awakens alongside him. Damaged, with only fragments of its memory intact, the AI wraps him in warmth, feeds him crushed nuts and vegetables, sings lullabies, and teaches him to survive. When his appetite grows and food becomes scarce, the AI teaches him how to hunt. Even though rabbits tower over him, the dragon child devours them easily. As the boy grows stronger, his body shifts—he learns to take human form. Talking Metal teaches him language, hygiene, and combat. He learns to use firearms salvaged from fallen robots. But power comes at a cost: the AI is running low on energy, and two of the hunting robots are destroyed by wild beasts. Then, everything changes. One day, while scavenging under daylight, they discover an unconscious girl in the forest—bleeding, broken, and alone. The AI debates the risk, but the child insists. They carry her to their tree-home, clean her wounds, stitch her skin with metal needles, and give her saline. They don’t speak her language. She doesn’t understand their origin. She believes the boy is the noble survivor of a ruined house—a young master living alone in the woods with a mechanical puppet. They cannot correct her. And so, the girl joins their life. She follows the boy, calling him kind and strange. When night brings danger—a monstrous rat attack—they fight it off together. She sees it all: the boy’s quiet strength, the robot’s hidden wisdom, the surreal technology mixed with natural grace. The AI wants to stay hidden—but she refuses to leave. Eventually, she carries the damaged robot back to civilization. Thus begins the legend. The dragon boy, once hidden in metal and wild leaves, is drawn into the Immortal Sect. Reluctant at first, he tries to leave—but the girl keeps dragging him forward. He studies cultivation. He gathers elemental treasures to rebuild his AI. He fights with both spiritual swords and modern guns. He battles beasts, spirits, and ancient technologies. But deep within, something stirs. He realizes: he is no mere human. Not a true immortal.Not a true Robot. Not just a machine-raised orphan. He is **a sky-born dragon**, a mighty demon sealed in flesh and taught to love. When the time comes to choose—**immortal or demon**—either path will cost him something precious. If he chooses one, the other will call him **traitor**. ---

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Após sobreviver ao maior massacre escolar do século, um jovem acorda sem nenhuma lembrança de quem é. Sem passado, nome ou rostos familiares, ele tenta seguir em frente, deixando para trás as cicatrizes que não consegue lembrar. No entanto, quanto mais se afasta, mais o destino insiste em trazê-lo de volta. Encontros com pessoas que parecem conhecê-lo revelam fragmentos de uma história que ele não sabia estar enterrada - ou que talvez quisesse esquecer. Entre o que foi perdido e o que ainda vive nas sombras, uma pergunta o persegue como um sussurro constante: o que eu deixei para trás?

Short synopsis- A sci-fi novel where the MC gains powers from an ancient goddess—each fragment unlocking new abilities. He travels through the space and universe, fucks the bad guys (not literally), fucks the beautiful girls (literally), absorbs their powers through dual cultivation, and rises to become a being even gods fear. Long Synopsis- By the end of 2025, humanity made first contact with extraterrestrial life. A few centuries later, in 3025, the world had changed completely. With alien tech and ties with space-faring races, humans expanded into the stars. Science had become indistinguishable from magic. Genetic mutations and cybernetic enhancements pushed human evolution to its peak. Once powerless, humanity was now among the dominant species of the cosmos. Xavier, a young boy from a small village, had received a scholarship to attend the prestigious Astraeus Academy on Earth. Although he was reluctant to leave his family behind, he enrolled in the academy upon his father's insistence. His ancestors had made a significant investment in Astraeus City—when it wasn’t even planned and constructed—which was the most powerful and luxurious metropolis that many dreamed of living in but few could even visit. However, things didn’t go as planned. Those with power and blinded by greed had taken over everything, and there was no sign of his ancestors' investment. In this new world, money was everything. It could buy anything and everything. Morals held no value against the almighty dollar. A father would sell his son for money, and a mother would kill her daughter for it. Oh, you can’t pay the 1 million dollar loan? No worries! Just rent your wife for a week and the loan is paid! What, you killed someone? No problem! Just pay 10 million dollars and walk free! Determined to reclaim what was his, Xavier enrolled in Astraeus Academy. But most humans had undergone genetic enhancements and cybernetic modifications, making them far stronger than ordinary humans. Xavier, however, was just a normal human, and due to his innate disorder, his body couldn’t support cybernetic enhancements. Xavier was bullied and thrashed every day, called names, framed and accused, and even worse, there were attempts on his life. Just when he thought his life was over, a voice called out to him—a voice that some might presume belonged to a goddess. The goddess gave him a system… an unlimited money system. In a world where money was everything, how would Xavier survive? But with an unlimited money system, who could stop him? Follow Xavier as he rises from nothing, and becomes not only the richest man in the universe—but also the most feared. *_+_+_+_* Note- This is a harem novel, but the focus is on Xavier’s revenge and rise—not just the girls. Romance happens naturally. No rape, ntr, yuri. The system won't be giving quest like fuck this girl and fuck that girl. But if Xavier wants to seduce a girl he likes, the system will help him by giving relevant quests. This is a sci-fi novel and there is mention and presence of gods and all, but they are already classified as highly intelligent extraterrestrial beings. I have also included fantasy races like vampires, dragons, werewolves, elves, etc. as a species of space. I won't be spoiling more than that. I just wanted you guys to know what you were getting into before you read this novel, and what to expect from it. If you’re here for a ruthless anti-hero—he arrives after Chapter 16. Xavier starts naive and kind, shaped by a peaceful village life. But once the world shows its true face… he changes. Spoiler/Tags- Read my review below.

Hazel Thorne pensait que sa plus grande préoccupation le premier jour d'université serait de trouver sa chambre en résidence, mais elle découvre plutôt qu'elle n'est même pas humaine. Bienvenue dans le monde des Gris, où elle fait apparemment partie d'un ancien "Lien d'Étincelle" qui la lie non pas à un, mais à cinq hommes incroyablement puissants qui semblent chacun déterminés soit à la protéger, soit à la rendre complètement folle. Il y a Rhys avec son sourire charmant qui lui fait oublier son propre nom, Jaxon dangereusement brisé qui semble prêt à mettre le monde à feu et à sang, le brillant Silas qui pourrait en fait être lié à elle par le sang, le férocement loyal Ronan qui prendrait probablement une balle pour elle, et le Directeur Kaelen Vance qui insiste sur le fait que leur connexion est une erreur même si ses yeux disent le contraire. Mais le cours accéléré d'Hazel en politique surnaturelle devient mortellement sérieux lorsque Magnus Sterling et sa faction rebelle décident qu'elle est la clé pour prendre le contrôle du monde humain, et soudain tout le monde veut s'emparer de son héritage unique. Juste au moment où elle pense maîtriser ses nouvelles capacités et naviguer dans la dynamique compliquée avec ses cinq liens, elle se retrouve enceinte et une attaque dévastatrice l'arrache aux hommes qu'elle a appris à aimer. Maintenant, elle mène une guerre sur deux fronts, essayant de maîtriser des pouvoirs qu'elle comprend à peine tout en protégeant non seulement sa propre vie, mais aussi celle de ses compagnons et le destin des mondes humain et Gris, le tout avec des ennemis qui se rapprochent et qui semblent en savoir plus sur son passé qu'elle-même.

``` [Agriculture]+[Espace]+[Réconfortante]+[Prospérité]+[Vaincre la racaille] Mo Yan, réduite en cendres par une explosion, renaissait à l'époque ancienne, devenant une petite fille de fermiers en fuite de la famine ! Au-dessus d'elle, un père Érudit gentil et beau - pas mal ! En dessous d'elle, une paire de frères et sœurs jeunes et adorables - très bien ! Mais vraiment, elle avait l'impression de mourir une seconde fois, vous savez ? Être en fuite, sans nourriture, boisson ou abri était une chose, mais devoir toujours se garder des méchants qui pourraient la capturer pour combler leur faim en était une autre ! Heureusement, son Espace évolutif de sa vie précédente l'avait suivie, mais quoi diable - cet incroyable Espace avec des montagnes, de l'eau et de la viande à manger avait été formaté ! Face à une situation désespérée, Mo Yan raviva son esprit combatif : Et alors si c'est formaté, je ferai quand même fortune et bâtirai ma richesse juste au pied de la Cité Impériale ! Tailler dans les montagnes, planter des vergers, acheter des magasins, construire des maisons... il n'en manquera pas un seul ! Mais... il y a tant de fauteurs de troubles aux yeux verts ! Ta ferme est à toi ? Ici, je te piégerai à mort sans discussion ! Tu veux devenir ma belle-mère ? Bien, je t'enverrai une bande de veufs ! Mère te cherche ? Tiens, prends les papiers du divorce, garde-les, ne me remercie pas ! ... Quoi ? Un bel homme fait sa proposition ? Euh, ça... devrais-je me jeter sur lui ? PS : 1. Insister sur l'agriculture sans faiblir + querelle domestique atypique + absence d'intrigue de palais 2. Le style d'écriture est assez sérieux, et les valeurs sont normales (ne pas exclure les caprices occasionnels de l'auteur) Liens vers des œuvres complétées : [La Jeune Fille de la Ferme Abandonnée : Une Belle Campagne] Lien : http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [La Fille Légitime du Général à ne Pas Provoquer] Lien : http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html ```

Waking up in an unfamiliar world with no memories, I had only one advantage—a mind filled with knowledge of fictional tropes, clichés, and common sense learned from countless novels. At first, I thought I was trapped in a romcom nightmare when I started triggering events like "Helping a Girl on a Rainy Day", "Damsel in Distress", and "Tripping Into the Heroine’s Arms." Naturally, I shut those nonsense down before they could escalate. No forced romances. No misunderstandings. No cringe. But something was clearly off. The world wasn’t just a slice-of-life comedy. Beneath the cliché academy setting, there were whispers of awakening powers, hidden dangers, and a brutal magic academy entrance exam. And every challenge I prevented or manipulated was an opportunity to grow stronger. [Title Earned: Background Character.] [Achievement Unlocked: Firm Mind.] [New Skill Acquired: Background Character's Aura.] [New Ability Acquired: Anti-Narrative Influence.] I may be just a background character, but if fate insists on throwing these events at me, I’ll turn them into stepping stones. Let the protagonists play their scripted roles—I have my own path to power.

WSA 2025 Entry! Excerpt: "Are you satisfied?" he asked, walking to the fire where she already sat. "Can you yet call yourself the greatest knight? "Not until I can beat you," Irene argued. Despite how serious he looked only moments before, he cracked a smile. "But you saved my life," he insisted. Synopsis: With a second chance given to her after a pathetic ending to a life she didn’t want, Irene Litharion decides that she will follow in her father’s footsteps and become a knight. Waking up in the body of her eleven year old self, she’s reinvigorated to follow her heart. She has the rare blood of ancient warriors in her veins and promises to not turn her back to it anymore. Prepared for the sacrifices she will have to make to live the life she wants, a new challenge is presented when the only way she can become an apprentice knight is to turn her back on femininity altogether. The years she spent being forced to attend etiquette lessons go out the window and instead, daily sword practice takes place. Her father does all he can to get her into the knighthood, but it’s up to her to show her strength and skill to stay in it. However, it’s different than she expects when the Monster War ravages her homeland, she learns the sting of loss, and secrets of her own blood present themselves the more she leans into the thrill of battle.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

You feel it too, don't you? our connection?" he says. Maybe it's because he speaks so little, hearing his voice thrills me. Goose bumps spread over my flesh and i shiver. I'm sure he saw it. There's no way he could have missed it. My cheeks flush and i look away from Anthony's insistent gaze, backing up only to slam into Asher's chest. His arms encircle my waist and by the moon goddess it just feels so right. "I...i don't know what you're talking about" "Really baby?" Anthony steps forward so i'm sandwiched between them. "My bad then, i guess you're just cold" he says, eyes flicking down to my chest. I am mortified. The Blood Moon Alphas are the most feared and powerful in the land. They are rich, dominant and everyone in their path fears them. But there are some quite alarming rumors about them. It is said that they don't have a mate and they were cursed by the moon goddess to be alone forever. Until they met Anita, every belief about the false rumor was instantly vanished. They knew she was the one and she also knew they were the one for her. How could that be? Could it be a mistake? But there was only that feeling when she met them. Anita is sweet, kind and naive and they are all rough, dominant and possessive. Two opposites. Can their love stand the test? Read through this fierce story of romance, betrayal and hate. Protecting their pack and also defeating the villains on their way to a happy ending. Will they win the battle? Getting their happy ending at the end of the day or will this lead to total chaos for Anita and her loved ones and the total destruction of the Blood Moon pack. Will Love and Fate conquer or will this be a never ending cycle of pain and betrayal?

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In a kingdom where power is ruled by blood and scent, love is the most dangerous rebellion. Liora Vayne has spent years on the run, disguising herself with heat suppressants to hide the truth of what she is-an omega in a world that chains her kind to alphas through laws, collars, and cold tradition. All she wants is a life of quiet freedom on the open road. No masters. No bindings. No fate. But fate finds her anyway. When she saves a wounded stranger from the dust-choked roadside, Liora doesn't expect her to be Veyra Halvarin-the kingdom's heir, an alpha general, and the sole survivor of a brutal attempt on the royal bloodline. Charged with warning the court, Veyra insists Liora escort her to the nearest outpost. Yet as danger stalks closer and Liora's last suppressant begins to fail, the secrets between them deepen-and their pull toward one another grows harder to resist. Together, they'll uncover the rot festering in the heart of the kingdom's court. But while Liora battles the laws that would enslave her, Veyra must choose between duty and desire, tradition and truth. And both must face the pain of a fate that may have bound them long before they ever met. A slow-burn omegaverse fantasy of forbidden love, royal betrayal, and the perilous power of scent, trust, and fate. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbHq8d5SzI0

Noel Arden just wants to disappear. As a member of a prestigious and influential family known for producing powerful espers and guides, Noel’s D classification is an embarrassment. Determined to work as a guide despite his father’s opposition, Noel spends his days in the D-suite of Halo, the largest, most successful Paradigm agency in the country, keeping his head down and enduring the less pleasant aspects of his job. It’s not a bad life; he likes his coworkers, he doesn’t have to rely on his increasingly hostile father, and he’s almost never deployed to Fray sites. As long as he steers clear of his S-class esper half-brother, he can just melt into the background and pretend to be a normal, low level guide, just one of hundreds in Halo’s bottom ranks. Invisible and unremarkable. Exactly the way he wants it. Then an emergency situation during an unexpected deployment forces Noel to shatter his quiet, boring life with his own hands and thrusts him directly into the notoriety he’s worked so hard to avoid. When he witnesses Jade Ransom, Halo’s star esper and one of the only S-classes in the country, melting down from corruption overload, Noel has no choice but to use the ability he swore to never reveal in order to save both Jade and the city from destruction. Jade, desperate after a life of guiding intolerance, latches onto Noel as the only guide he’s ever properly synced with and insists on being exclusive partners. With his back against the wall and his pesky conscience whispering in his ear, Noel agrees. Struggling to balance his secret, his normal job, and his connection to Jade, Noel finds the stable life he worked so hard to build crumbling around him. And as he and Jade grow closer, Noel has to reckon with the vast differences between them and decide if he’s prepared to burn himself out just to let Jade shine. #GUIDEVERSE #ESPER #SLOWBURN [ADULT LANGUAGE AND SUBJECT MATTER]

Higasa murió gritando, traicionado y torturado por un tipo obsesionado con su mejor amiga. El dolor fue real, la muerte fue sucia... pero la reencarnación fue aún peor. Por culpa de un error divino, su alma fue enviada al cuerpo moribundo de un adolescente desconocido —Neghaia— en una versión alterna de Rusia donde la magia no solo existe: es ilegal. Lo que no esperaba era despertar cubierto de sangre, con pensamientos que no eran suyos, y con una IA llamada Mark que insiste en llamarlo “usuario”. Ahora, sin saber quién fue Neghaia ni por qué su nombre causa miedo, Higasa debe enfrentarse a un mundo que lo odia por una vida que no vivió. Sin aliados, con un punto de maná y una identidad prestada, tendrá que decidir: ¿va a descubrir la verdad… o va a convertirse en el monstruo que todos esperan? Esto lo escribo porque me gusta mucho mi historia, no quiero en ningún momento monetizar con esto, y me aseguraré de que sea siempre gratuita.

Samantha and Rei were high school sweethearts — two dreamers sharing the same sky. Rei wanted to build a band, write songs, and one day, perform in front of thousands. You? You had your eyes on the world — fashion runways, cameras, a life where people knew your name. You supported each other through exams, deadlines, and life’s early storms. Even in college, when everything got harder — late-night study sessions turned into rare text messages, dates became short calls, and weekends got lost in responsibilities. Still, Rei held the relationship steady, always finding time for you. He thought love was enough. Until you got that offer — a modelling opportunity in the U.S. You accepted it silently, afraid to hurt him, hoping it was better to go quietly than to make it harder with goodbyes. Three days before your flight, Rei found out. He didn't yell. He didn't beg. "If this is your dream… then go." You promised him you'd come back. *You never did.* **Years passed.** You're back in Manila — not permanently, just for a few weeks. You’re successful now, your face on billboards, runways in Milan and Seoul under your heels. Jessi, your old college friend, hands you a VIP pass to a local concert — “Trust me, you need this.” You roll your eyes. You’re not in the mood. But you go. The sky was already dark when you and Jessi arrived at the venue — a converted warehouse packed with glowing lights and pulsing energy. You hadn’t wanted to come, not really. It was just another night in Manila, just another stop before you left again. But she insisted. “Come on, it’s your favourite band. You’ll thank me later.” You didn’t even look at the ticket. You didn’t care. Until you stepped through the entrance—and froze. Because the voice pouring from the speakers? The one echoing through the crowd, raw and achingly familiar? **Add my novel to your library and read for more ^^**

O inferno não é fogo. São os traumas que você carrega. Gael Dantes, um jovem brincalhão de 26 anos, sempre achou que a vida real era pior que qualquer tormento imaginável — até o dia em que se jogou de um prédio. Em vez do vazio eterno, ele acorda no Abismo, um purgatório sobrenatural governado por uma entidade enigmática: uma mulher que se intitula Juíza da Morte. Seu desafio? Sobreviver por 10 dias a provas criadas a partir de seus piores medos, arrependimentos e memórias torturantes. Cada noite no Abismo é uma armadilha psicológica, onde Gael é forçado a encarar o peso de suas escolhas — e descobrir se sua piada pronta e ironia serão suficientes para não enlouquecer. Mas a Juíza não quer apenas seu sofrimento: ela insiste que o inferno é um espelho. E, conforme os dias passam, Gael percebe que sua maior ameaça não são as criaturas sombrias ou as paisagens de pesadelo... mas a pergunta que ela repete como um mantra: "Você realmente quer voltar?"

Synopsis: Noa Aizawa as a frustrated junior crew member at a TV station, she spends her days with a sketchbook where she pours out all her longing to draw her dream guy, Ren Kurosawa Until one day, A ray of light from her sketchbook emerges from a scribbled pencil line and suddenly a man crawls out of the page. This man calls himself Reno, wears a half-buttoned shirt, speaks like an anime reject and insists that he is here to "help her find true love." What happens next is a messy romance

" My son, why don't you get married? That way, you'll get a wife and give a mother to your son. What do you say?" Empress Dowager asked her son, the emperor joyfully. " Mom, I have no intention of ever getting remarried. Stop insisting!" said the emperor. " I have a suggestion! Why don't you hire a nanny to take care of the young prince, your majesty?' suggested the imperial advisor. " A nanny? A stranger won't take care of my grandson" said the empress angrily. Jun will never agree to this, the empress thought to herself. " Take care of the preparations! An imperial selection will be taking place in three days" the emperor said giving his consent. " Imperial Nanny Ying Yue" relates the journey of Ying Yue as a nanny and her numerous adventures in the imperial palace. Being tasked to take care of the Li Empire, Li Wei, a deaf-mute kid who hasn't uttered a word for five years, will he come to warm up to the love and affection of his nanny? More importantly, will he ever be cured and speak again? They'll be a lot of face slapping in this story, so if you're looking for a story where the female lead fight for justice and doesn't tolerate any kind of injustices, then this story is for you. The cover page isn't mine. It belongs to their respective artists.

"I don’t remember who I was before stepping onto that pirate ship... And maybe I never want to remember." Raised among torn sails and the salty scent of the sea, I found in a pirate crew the only family I ever knew. Years passed, and my hardened heart believed that adventures and battles were all I needed... until he appeared. A mysterious nobleman, with eyes that seemed to hold all the secrets I had forgotten. His scent was different — it didn’t smell of rum and sweat, but of memories I insisted on burying. “Where have you been all this time?” he asked, as if he knew me better than I knew myself. Torn between the instinctive call of my omega body and the need to keep my secrets buried, I have to decide: face a past I’ve always run from... or keep sailing without looking back.