Winces

[IT'S NETORI, not the disgusting Netorare] COUGH Since our lazy author-nim is a bit... let's say, challenged in the synopsis-writing department, I'm stepping in. Sigh... now he's making me do his job too... X( Let's hope he can at least complete my story. Anyway, I'm Lucian, a 35-year-old guy with a rare disease that's cutting my time short. But here I am, working till my last breath sigh. *KNOCK* Oh, a guest! Gotta be quick—can't keep a lady waiting. So, after I kicked the bucket, I woke up in a body that kinda looked like mine but not really. Turns out, I'm on a flipped planet ruled by women. And guess what? I'm married to a cold and crazy ya#SPOILER#. My new mom? Total #SPOILER#. Then I *CENSORED* her right in *BEEP* of my new dad. To get stronger, I need to travel to #SPOILER#. Instead of a cool system, I got a useless b... *BANG* (gunshot). Due to health related issues, Lucian will be taking off, and the author will continue from here... "Kyaaa!! The patient died from a gunshot!" Don’t worry, Doc. He was on borrowed time anyway. So, let’s talk about what this story has. "B-But, he still had a few months to—" *BANG* So, here's what you can expect: Revenge, mystery, a bit of comedy, an overpowered MC (maybe), all the deredere, milfs a lot of them, wince... *COUGH*, hacking, a hero, a villain, manipulation, crime and a lot more. What you won’t find here: NTR, Yuri, a girlfriend, a job?, etc. Now, the serious stuff. This story aims to keep things light and happy but will have its fair share of sad and rage moments. Alright, that's it for now; I need to go, or we might actually lose our MC before the story even starts... For those who prefer to keep things PG, feel free to skip the R-18 chapters. We understand, really! And for those who pride themselves on being ‘Men of Culture,’ get ready to savor the spice. Bon appétit! --- **Bonus Chapter Alert!** Donate over two hundred power stones for an extra chapter, and four to five extra chapters for a super gift (if the story gets contracted). Discord link: https://discord.gg/BVFPqTGCg8

Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me, I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” That’s when I saw him. It was the same guy…I recognized him now. Or at least, his fake identity. Liam. Only, his real name was Alex, and I knew more about him than I should’ve but he didn’t need to know that. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just cover, Alex Bronson.” ~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 22-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn’t make it and assumes she’s going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she’s there and regrets not finishing the novel while she was still alive. She also uses her knowledge about the book to manipulate the supposed male lead of the novel into helping her get her way but little did she know that she’d end up falling for him. And now she has to pick between finding out why and how she’s been reincarnated and accepting her new life here with Alex.

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)

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

"GET LOST YOU DAMN LOSER!!" He kicked the girl hard from the stomach, groaning and wincing in pain. "O..ow.." "Let's go.. leave this loser alone." Being at the young age of 8, having organ issues and disabilities, due to that reason she suffers from Both Physical and Mental bullying, getting dragged around, splattered in the ground wet all over, and more.. She eventually developed a fear of men many years later when they entered Senior high, with the boy regretting his mistakes in his past life, also had the same bullying to her, but a little too far.. almost getting pushed down to a building, almost falling into a window of a bus. "I.. hate myself.." ––––––––––– Reminder: • Read this first before you read the novel. • I had all my best, all my heart put into it, for the sake of stopping bullying. • Emotional, and Dramatic Novel, will pleasure to make you cry. ––––––––––– • If you love it please rate it and get it to your collections!, thank you! • Idea given by: Silent Voice ––––––––––– • Original Author: BlateNovelz • Beta readed by: Yunji (My friend) • Translator:

"Why- WHY?" Eris screamed in pain as he was showed towards the dirty train road it looked ugly and disgusting but his mind was over his mother who was looking at him with a disgusted and annoyed face. He opened his mouth again trying to ask some questions but his voice got caught in his throat.. he couldn't belive his own mother did that to him. He was a Trash it was true but he always tried his best. He never treated anyone badly he always helped grannies and street animals. He may have 'F - Class' talent that made him trash on outside but his soul was pure. "You dare to speak? I'm not your mother! I was never one, never will! We kidnapped you from Hissel family! You are their missing child! We thought you will achive at least 'A' or even 'SSS' talent but NO! YOU TRASH! YOU WILL DIE TODAY!" The woman screamed at the shocked boy who was still wincing in pain. Eris looked at his mother and her bodyguards. Who was looking at him with grin.. like mocking ones.. "Mo-" his voice got caught in his throat. Even his mom said she hated him. He at least wanted to get a hug.. his 'mom' was his favourite person in whole world.. He only knew her and his dad all his life. He now understood why he was not alowed to get outside. He slowly brought his hands to his normally white ,but due to blood ,red hair and he let out a sob as he shaked his head again and again. In his mind he repeated 'I'm a trash.. I'm not loved..' over and over as he was doing this his mom slowly walked away giving one last grimace of disgust towards him. As people left he heard a low and a robotic cold voice. [SYSTEM - 01 WANTS TO GIVE 'PURE HUMAN' A GOOD LIFE] Eris ignored the voice as his world was slowly turning black due to big blood loss and pain of abandonment. He couldn't scream nor talk.. he was in so much pain and shock. [SYSTEM - 01 SUGGESTS YOU TO ACCEPT] After a few seconds of no answer robotic voice continued. [SYSTEM - 01 ASKS NICELY AGAIN] ... [SYSTEM - 01 THINKS YOUR NOT SMART SO SYSTEM FORCED YOU TO ACCEPT] [SYSTEM - SYNCHRONIZATION IS STARTING! ACCEPT/REFUSE] As the world turned black the guy stared at the blue screen as it said Accept or Refuse. He didn't understand what it meant but he saw some heros use this screen.. But he didn't wanted to be a hero.. he was a useless trash how couls he? He tried to touch Refuse but the Refuse turned into 'Accept' [SYSTEM - 01 - SYNCHRONIZATION IS DONE] As the System - 01 screamed Eris flinched and opend hia mouth "What- I.. What's gonna happen I'm not dead?" [System - 00 laughs at player 'Eris'] [System - 01 clears throat and kicks System - 00 away. System-01 gives good reward to 'Pure Human'] As the Systems messed around Eris was looking around he thought he died. He tried to ignore the robotic voice but it failed as he was now in his brain looking around. He knew lots of webtoons and manhwas.. He always wanted to be a hero like them but he was a trash.. he knew what System meant tho. He thought it was all dream and will vanish soon but it didn't so after System - 01 said it will give rewards he jumped in excitement. His blue eyes and white as ghost skin shined in happines. He could finnaly be happy and achive his dreams! He could finally save street animals as much as he wanted and help orphaned children in his free time! He promised hisself he will live his next life to fullest! With this System - 01 started to talk in his cold voice. [SYSTEM - 01 has gifted you SSS+ CLASS know as 'Beauty&Pure and Wish God Jenura's Son' "Uhm- what?" ~ [Welcome to the world where Elves rule! Humans are seen as nothing but slaves! Your the son of a almighty God! Beauty is everything for Elves! So you better find the priest of your mother's church! before crazy people finds you and takes you instead!] A cold robotic voice made Eris gulp. "Ah ####." ~ In this world! Eris will shine and rise to top of the gods! He will fight with other god's sons/daughters among other kinds! cover from pinterest

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

A one-night stand that should not have happened. A perfect night that had gone wrong. Was it fate or a mistake? Jules Morgan was just like any other girl. She dared to dream of marrying the ideal husband and living on a white picket fence. But such was not her luck when she found herself in bed with a stranger the fateful night before her wedding day. She had given herself to another man. Due to guilt, she ditched her groom at the altar, leaving Dale with a note that the wedding was off. She believed she did not deserve a good man like him. As if that was not bad enough, after a few weeks, Jules discovered she had conceived a child from her transgression. Now, she believed she had reached rock bottom. However, she was mistaken. That was not yet the worst part, as she uncovered the identity of her father's child. She knew right then she had to escape him. He could never know that they had a child. Besides, she did not have the heart to hurt Dale again by parading another man's child, especially this man's child. She left everything and attempted to raise her child alone. She was doing fine until her child ended up in the hospital in critical condition. She needed a large sum of money that she did not have. She had no family and barely had friends. She had no one. Except for Damon, the father of her child. She guessed desperate times required desperate measures. But what if he wanted more than she bargained for? *** "A child..." He looked at her with contempt. "You dare to tell me that we have a son." Then, a bellowing laughter echoed in the room. "I am telling the truth. And Oliver needs your help." She knew naming her son might help convince him. "He is very sick." "I am not a doctor. I can't cure him." He said philosophically, obviously mocking her. "I don't need you to treat him. I need your money." She blurted due to her frustration and desperation. The last thing she wanted was to reach out to him and ask for his help, but she had no more choices left. "Finally..." His eyes stared at her, making her feel like they were drilling into her skull. "... we are finally getting somewhere." "What do I get by giving you money?" He asked after a long silence. She looked at him dumbfounded. "You get to help your son." She shouted angrily, infuriated with the heartless man. She still could not understand how she ended up sleeping with him. If she had been only sensible that night, she would never have slept with him, not even in her dreams. "I don't even know if he was my son. For all I know, you could have slept with another guest that night." With that said, her hand swung hard toward his face. The contact was swift, causing her to wince from the impact, feeling the pain in her palm and fingers. But she could not help but wonder if she hurt him when he hardly moved. "Damn you!" She finally found her voice as she turned to leave. She did not need him or his money. She just had to find another way. "Not so fast." Suddenly, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into his side. "Don't you want to hear my proposal," He added with a vicious smile. "I will give you the money you need and more if you help me with one thing." "What?" "Marry me." [Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language] COVER PHOTO - Credit to the owner.

Synopsis: Ahn Miyoung is a regular teen in her last year of her high school or so she thought until, she turned 17. The night of her 17th birthday, she was out with her friends to celebrate it in a karaoke room. After feeling a need to go the restroom, she found that her limbs were itchy and a lot hairy than she remembered. In here tipsy state, she ignores it and goes home. For the next few days, she was very confused as a lot of weird things keeps happening to her. Her body is hairy than a normal teen girl even when she shaves it more than regular, her appetite grew a lot, and she gets a strange urge on full moons. Amidst all this chaos happening in her life, Ahn Miyoung has a bigger problem now. The new kid keeps following her and says she smells delicious! “Get off me, you weirdo! What the he*k is wrong with you?!” Ahn Miyoung shoved the boy,who was a foot longer than her, with all her might. He wasn’t someone she can singlehandedly throw off her but, maybe the level of disgust she had towards him, gave her a new-found power. Choi Dohyun smirked at her lousy attempt to avoid him. He purred in his deep voice. “Baby girl, you should stop denying it now. I know you’re itching to pounce on me too.” He stroked her face with his hand, which got smacked by a now-red-with-fury Miyoung. Dohyun chuckled and his eyes changed. “You know what babe? I denied it at first too. But now this urge is too hard to supress. Plus, you’re not that bad. I can let you have a taste of me.” ‘This eccentric jerk!’ Ahn Miyoung kicked his shin and elbowed his stomach. Caught off guard, Choi Doyoung fell on the ground, clutching his abdomen, grunting in pain. “Mark my words Mr. Choi Dohyun. YOU. WILL. NEVER. SUCEED. IN. THIS. LIFE. OF. YOURS!!!!!” Ahn Miyoung smiled in victory as she saw her stalker on the ground, wincing in pain. But what she missed was the small smirk that spread on his face. “We’ll see about that Miyoung-ah.” This is my first fantasy novel. I like reding werewolfs but never thought I'll actually write one. I hope you all like my novel. Do support me if you guys like the story and I welcome positive critisim with open arms ans heart~~~ Thanks a lot for choosing to read AYAWT. P.S. : I created the cover using random pics online. The credit goes to original owners of the pics but this edit is mine.

I ran as fast as I could. " you can't run away from me forever sweetheart, you are mine." He said, " what do you want from me?" I screamed at the top of my voice. I was frightened. "Isn't it obvious by now?" He asked but it was more of a statement. Suddenly, he was in front of me making me stop abruptly. He placed his hand on my face, and his fingers pierced into my skin, drawing out blood, I winced in pain. He brought his face close to mine. "You, I want you, Deva," Following that, he disappeared into thin air. My eyes flew open. My breathing was faster than usual. I had been dreaming. "It's him... Again" I whispered. "He's the one turning my dreams into nightmares." He's been doing this since the day I turned 15. I'm Deva Devona, a 20-year-old princess and the only daughter of Queen Devina. I grew up without the love of a mother. My Mother, Queen Devina, is a very powerful witch whose only worry is her kingdom. She's very powerful so she's feared by many including werewolves, vampires, and demons. Demons... Excluding the man who has been tormenting me in my dreams, even my mother fears him which means whoever he is, he's a mighty being. Little things I could gather of him told me he was indeed a very powerful person. The most powerful person in the world.

"Strip" He said to her, she look at him with wide eyes not liking the fact that he wasn't joking at all, he was so damn serious it scares her. Her bruised skin made her feel uncomfortable in her gown and she took them off not in a mood to argue with him. he looked at her badly bruised body with a scowl a growl almost escaping his lips, her skin were almost covered in purple scars. "Am fine, I can take care of it m........" "Get under the shower" he said cutting her speech half way.she didn't argue but did as he told. He got hold of the bar of spoon muttering under his breath. "I hope they are ready for my surprise because no body is going scout free for this" he said and applied the content on her which she wince at the stinging pain.

One thing he hated the most were mind games, in short Ethan lived a boring life until love struck him a forbidden love at that…. And just like that he was throw in the world of uncertainty,that required him to be cautious with his words or doings … for what though???the love that could not be reciprocated ???Was it worth it ??? That was not certain….would he solve the mystery that fell his way and his forbidden love ??? Would his love accept him ??? Or family come his way?? Those were the thoughts Ethan lately found himself battling with because One wrong move could cost all:: Mike I love you!!!! Ethan begged his elder brother for what seemed like the hundredth time in the day His brother hand moved swiftly on Ethan’s neck pushing him to the end of the wall causing Ethan to wince in pain from the collision Wasting no time his grip tightened around his neck causing him to choke on his last words Don’t you ever say that : Mike warned Never again !! Love is not a word to play with child he spat furiously and unwilling let go of his younger brother neck who now was left in tears from the hold Are you scared of father and Mother ?? Ethan asked regardless of the warning …. Or it’s because of Ruth???? Because the last I checked you didn’t care about her , Ethan pushed further You don’t wanna do this … I l mean be with me , am bad for you , no for everyone and I love Ruth ….Mike implored And I can’t leave her Why why her??? Why not me??Ethan continued with his asking now with more tears falling … he took a step further and closed the gap between them…I know you trying to protect me ..I mean everyone does that for me already… just let me love you.. Ethan pleaded once more , desperate wanting for his brother to agree to his love … I can’t Ethan !! I can’t …you know for sure that am not gay and and he signed Mike what ?? Ethan asked further advancing forward making their head touch inches from his lips Ruth is having my child, and there is more you need to know that doesn’t meet the eye …father did something to Ruth’s family ..Mike signed again at this rate he could be getting grey hair soon … i cant love you…maybe as a lover but let me protect you… he signed again was this now a habit ? I want everything…you as my brother and lover …I don’t care about Ruth…and about father he can too go to hell for all I care …. just want you ….I love you Mike and with hesitation he closed the gap and kissed his lips

Story of best friends, Kang Sola and Xue Guangxi, as they traverse their journey through adulthood, amidst conflicting choices and internal issues within themselves and from their past. Will they be able to resolve their personal struggles and find a common ground towards happiness? Will they have to compromise to achieve it? Will they end up together and overcome the threshold of their friendship into lovers or remain as platonic friends and each other's family? ---- She balled her fists, getting ready to punch the man in the face if the situation requires. They are, after all, alone in the room. Sometimes she forgets that Xue Guangxi was of the opposite gender – a man more than capable of beguiling innocent women when he sets his mind to the task. ‘Perhaps he had been gone for too long that I had forgotten how his charms work. That fact never left my head, but experiencing it firsthand… Well, Nah!!!’ She tried to shake whatever silliness her mind entertains despite her prudence. But what her neutral poker face could hide, her berserkly widened eyes could not conceal. Nevertheless, even if he noticed, the young man did not point it out. He was more concerned and occupied by other matters. Matters of far greater importance… …For example, her safety. She blinked several times, trying to disrupt the connection their locked gazes somehow managed to forge. She bowed her head, still blinking, and darted her lowered gaze to the floor. She straightened up her sitting position and swatted both of the man’s hands on her shoulders without force. But Xue Guangxi held her in place. “Look at me.” “What is it now, Guangxi?” She whispered. Her voice, thin and fragile and barely audible. Perhaps more from the earlier adrenaline pushed a blush on her face. Perhaps, it wasn’t the adrenaline to be blamed. She tried to swat his hands for the second time, but his grip only tightened, making his point more pronounced. Either he obeys or she does. Most of the time, Xue Guangxi always gave in to Kang Sola’s whims. Even when his temper wasn’t too great to be proud of, at the end of every argument, he lets the girl win. But in this instance, he wanted to be more assertive. “You always make me worry, Sola.” He breathed with all solemnity, like a prayer. The clasp of his hands on her shoulders tightened. She could feel it. She winced. Then, without further ceremony or introduction, he pressed her into a tight embrace, full of concern. Any person would be able to discern if a form of skinship was of sincere nature or not. Kang Sola could tell his was of genuine care and concern for her. “You are far more delicate than you think. God, Sola!” He cradled her head with his right hand placed just above her nape. Some of her balayage locks laced his manly fingers. ---- Other Info: Light story about friendship, family, love, and adulting. No offensive, dark themes (just the backstory, hehe), **Can be considered the second book after Milady's Fine Gentleman, but the story is stand-alone. Reference to the first novel is minimal if not only shown in the backstory. BUT THERE WILL BE SPOILER FOR MILADY'S FINE GENTLEMAN (It's inevitable, sorry)** "You are my sun, my moon, and all of my stars" -E.E. Cummings "Just like the moon, I go through phases." -Angie Weiland Crosby "Only in the darkness can you see the stars." -Martin Luther King Jr. ----- The author has a discord server and Instagram! Follow, connect, and share your thoughts. IG : author_midnight_bloom email : authormidnightbloom@gmail.com For kind appreciation efforts to the aspiring writer, please go to the following sites: https://www.patreon.com/midnight_bloom Ko-fi.com/midnight_bloom Disclaimer : Cover credits to Pinterest

It was uncomfortably quiet in the room. King Ulric still did not look up from his papers. She didn't know what was expected of her. Should she sit down? Should she stay where she was? She decided on the latter for the time being and quietly waited for the king to say something first. For a while nothing happened and Lyana even thought he had forgotten her. Suddenly he put the pen aside and looked at her. She winced slightly because she hadn't expected it and indicated a slight curtsy. "You wanted to speak to me, Your Majesty?", she tried to get the conversation going. "You are wearing red today?" Lyana blinked several times in surprise. Had she just heard right? He wanted to see her and then talked to her about fashion? "I ... wanted a stronger color today," she answered his question. The king propped his head on his hands. His face looked somewhat dissatisfied. "I assume you are not cold today?" Another question that unsettled Lyana until she noticed where the king's gaze had wandered. Immediately she blushed and suppressed the urge to close the front of the cape. "Since it was hanging in my closet, I assumed it would be entirely to your liking," she snapped back, feeling slightly humiliated. The king's eyes flashed briefly with amusement. "Is that so? I have to disappoint you there, I am a very modest man." Lyana would have loved to roll her eyes. Sure, that's why he had all the clothes adjusted for her. What would not have been possible if he hadn't looked at her very carefully. "Well, I'll take note and not put it on again." "So you disdain what I put at your disposal?" Lyana couldn't believe it. Was he trying to drive her crazy? She cleverly tried to steer the conversation in a different direction. “Of course not. I'll be happy to wear the dress again if you want to see me in it. However, I don't think that my new wardrobe is the reason why you had me called." King Ulric got up and offered her a seat in the armchair, which Lyana accepted with thanks. He sat down on the sofa across from her. "The reason why I had you called is that your stay here will take a little longer than expected." ----‐---------------------------------------------------------- What do you do, when you get kidnapped by the King of another Kingdom? Do you beg for your life and pray that he will keep you alive? Or do you try to get closer to him? When Lyana is being kidnapped she decides to not back away. She might not know why the Ice King did that to her, but she is definitely not going to sit in a cold dungeon, waiting for a prince to save her. Instead she wants to find out, what his reasons are. What did her family do to him, to hold such a deep grudge? Why is he so cold and brutal while doing these small nice gestures for her? And can she really save him, if she finds out what happened to him in the past? Or will these beautiful deep blue eyes be the last thing she will see? Info: This Story contains two different endings. One will be more of a sad ending and the other one will be a happy ending.

A human girl full of secrets, a vampire, and a city where both can live free. * COMPLETED * When Julia appears at the city gates, she's tired and scared. All she asks for is shelter, and she's willing to accept anything to avoid going back to the hunters. She brings with her a secret that would cost her her life. Leo is the one that senses her presence, and he doesn't like how all his instincts draw him to her. Yet, he can't resist it. When his urges become invincible, he proposes a contract. In exchange for protection and safety, he wants her everything. In a world where races are at war, two souls meet. Can love bloom from a bond that was forced from fate? Can their feelings become genuine, even if determined by destiny? WARNING: smut Cover from Heather_ANARE *** I caress her arm, reaching her hand. I bring it to my mouth and prick her forefinger with my fang. When a single drop of blood spills out, I pass my tongue on it, healing the wound I made. «Just as I thought,» I whisper. «Delicious.» Julia opens her eyes but soon turns her gaze to the side, light blushing covering her cheeks. Her breath is heavy, but she tries to hide it. It's that excitement from before, that feeling of expectation for something that won't happen. «But I won't bite. You can stop freezing every time. As you can see, I can control myself.» «You don't have to,» she mumbles, and I almost grab her again. Is she really this naive, or just stupid? But most importantly, does she say that every time someone aims at her blood? «You shouldn't say these words to a vampire.» «You're thirsty, and I am prey. I understand how you feel.» «You don't understand a thing.» «But I know that this is how things work. You need blood to survive, and I happen to have plenty.» «I don't want your blood.» She winces, and her smile falters. As if I've just offended her. Yet, she doesn't want to make me notice. «Sorry for not being to your taste,» she shrugs. What the hell? Ah, I just wanted to comfort her. Why is she pretending to be sad now? I grab her shirt and push her against the wall. I don't use any strength; I don't want to hurt her. I just want her to notice my presence, to feel cornered. To realise that she shouldn't say words that she would regret later. When she lifts her eyes to look at me, I kiss her lips with more strength than I have initially planned to. Though she doesn't complain about that. *** You can chat with me on discord: bit.ly/discordxiaohai Instagram: xiaohai_23 Facebook: Xiao Hai or Xiaohai_23 (FB page) Ko-fi: ko-fi.com/xiaohai_23 (you'll find my short stories here) My other stories on Webnovel: * Crazy Duke and Fallen Queen (historical romance, completed, ~350 chapters) * The Cursed Tyrant and His Reluctant Queen (historical and fantasy romance, ongoing) * Unexpected Gift (sci-fi romance, ongoing, free to read, 1k chapters expected)

In olden times, there was an orphan named Alec. Growing up without the knowledge of who his parents were, Alec was forced to live with his uncle who mistreated him and barely gave him a proper meal.  However, in an effort to get food he committed an unintentional crime whose penalty was death. When Alec was caught, he ran into the woods and was chased down by the local police officers, along with his uncle's sister, Elva. While running in the woods, he unconsciously stumbled over a tree root causing him to fall back down the hill. "No!!" He screamed as he rolled down the hill.  "Arrr!!" Alec winced in pain when he subsequently stopped rolling.  As he observed the damages he bought from the fall, he heard far away chatterings of the police officers after him. "Shit! They are nearby," Alec muttered in panic as he right away stood on his feet to continue running. However, just as he took one step farther from the place he stood, he fell inside a deep dark hole.  "No!!!!!!" Alec screamed as he went down the deep dark hole. The last thing he saw was a mild red light before passing out. "Where am I? " he asked, "What happened?" Just then a screen appeared before his eyes. [System processing…] [System activated] [You have successfully activated your Long forgotten hybrid system] "What?" This was where his ride began.  Now the fate of mankind lies in his hands as he keeps on completing quests and tasks to get stronger. The question is, will he be able to cease and defeat Lucifer? ******* Support the author with your votes. ********* Note to new readers, The first few chapters may appear similar to MVS if you have a look at it carefully but as the book goes it will take turns to become a story of its own. If you are not relaxed reading it, I will advise that you do not even begin but if you wanna stick with me till the story's transformation then I will be glad to have you as one of my readers. ********** Author's note, There might be a few grammatical errors in the first few chapters but I promise that as you read, you will get to revel the story.

She begins her new life, alone in an unfamiliar territory. Every now and then, she closed her eyes, hoping that someone she missed so much would appear there, accompanying her, but the very painful memories still lingered in her mind makes her want to forget them even more. She recalls a boy saying "Whatever they tell you, if it's not to your wanted then don't do it. Just follow your heart says" she stopped crying, and she become curiously then she asked "So what should I do?". "What if we just run away?" invite him. Remembering his words for a moment made her smile, somehow at that time she poured out her problems to him, even though he was a stranger. Sunddenly her head hurt, and she again remembered the words of a woman "The pain will be felt when one by one the memories you don't remember begin to appear" she held her head while wincing in pain. "Don't remember it, just forget the past" whispered a man, "Who are you?" she asked, but there was non response after that.

“My name is Kobayashi Shinsuke, 42 years old. I’m the Head of Financial Section of the Department of Natural Disasters at Marline Insurance. I’ve got a new recruit under me, and I can’t stand her smiles, her glares and carefree attitude. She looks exactly like the crazy woman who went after me yesterday, and now she works here?! That chick… I MUST MAKE HER QUIT!" "My name is Shinohara Hana, 21 years old, and I’m the new recruit. I’ve taken an interest in Mr Kobayashi. For quite a while, in fact... This guy… I MUST MAKE HIM FALL FOR ME!" Or the awkward and misunderstood ennemies-(but not really)-to-lovers relationship in the corporate world of insurance companies?! Hana has known him for a long time, and she got hired in the same company to find him, and to express all her gratitude to him, in spite of his bad personality. But Shinsuke doesn't remember her. Even worse, their first meeting, in his eyes, was horrible! And the young woman doesn't seem to have any remorse, or even remember the facts! But she intends to stand up to him, no matter what. Because she has a debt to settle.... And because, only one thing truly matters for her. ______________ EXTRACTS Yuuto grimaced, and then leaned back to catch a glimpse of Mari. "Hey, Hasami-san?" He said to get her attention. The older woman then leaned back in her seat as well, positioning herself at Hana's side in the same fashion as Yuuto; like two slightly overzealous bodyguards. "Take a look at this," Yuuto said, pointing to the computer screen of the new intern. An intern who, by now, had completely stopped working, and was wondering why she now had two adults leaning over each of her shoulders with a concentrated look aimed at her document. And after a few seconds, Mari winced. "Ouch..." She said, as if what she was seeing was painful, just by looking. She then put her left hand on Hana's shoulder, and shook her head. "Chief Kobayashi is onto you..." She deduced with a sorry voice. "He asked you to return this to him by when?" "Tomorrow morning...?" Hana replied hesitantly. "Ouch..." Yuuto said in turn. "What a piece of..." But the young man quickly paused, looking suspiciously around and turning his head like a prairie dog on guard. Then, seeing that the object of his insults was not walking around the floor - like a vulture hovering in the air looking for a new prey - he whispered sharply to complete his sentence. "What a bastard!" He said in a breath, almost inaudibly. ______________________________________ Cover art by Banae (Instagram: @ba.nae ) English QC : Banae/Maumau

Content warning: Horror thoughts She waits with a watchful eye, staring at the pasta. It doesn’t boil. Pacing back and forth across the empty kitchen with the useless pots and pans still in the creaky cupboard, she adds another pinch of salt to the pasta. It still doesn’t boil. She thinks about putting on a bit of music while she waits, but the downstairs neighbors hate when she does that, and she can’t remember where she last left her headphones. They might be in her coat pocket or they might not, perhaps she left them on top of the back bed in the room with the leftover textbooks. Or maybe she didn’t, maybe she left them hanging off the tiny coat rack, right next to her keys. Wherever she left them it’s too much work to run and find them, especially when the pot might boil soon. As soon as it boils, she’ll put the pasta in. As soon as it boils. The tiny apartment is only temporary, and the only burner fizzles on her. She coaxes it, fights it, begs it to make a bigger flame but it does not, settling proudly for the dull little spark that it is. Blowing on a flame coaxes a campfire; she wonders if it’ll help the stove. Probably not. She watches the blue flame dance and stares right through it. Her phone lights up. She has a notification, another message she’s not going to read. Why bother, when she knows exactly what it will say? Still, she checks the name. She reads the first two letters and flips the phone over, wincing as it lands a bit too hard on the counter. Fortunately, it’s not cracked. Unfortunately, that part of the counter is still covered in uncleaned bacon grease from his disaster yesterday, and now her phone is too. The television buzzes a commercial from the living area, or whatever passes as such. She cranes her neck to check the ad, but it's not selling anything good, just some sort of medical plan for old people, the kind of thing she couldn't afford even if she chopped off both arms and sold them. When she left home, she swore up and down she wasn’t ever going to be the kind of person who left the TV on. She wasn’t going to eat in front of it, didn’t even need a good model really, just something to use to occasionally watch old cartoons and maybe a new show if he wanted to. Now, the TV is always on, always buzzing, always saying something, just a little too quiet to hear. The pot on the stove is still not boiling. She thinks she remembered to top the water off with cold water, but maybe she didn’t. She wonders if throwing in a tablespoon or two now will change anything. Probably not; her greasy phone buzzes again. She flips it over, checks the name, and turns it back down. He’s not going to write her. She knows that. Still, she checks, just in case. Banana bread would probably be a smart thing to make,

“Are you sure about that baby girl?....I don’t have any effect on you? ”He smirked as he came closer. “A…absolutely” I stuttered in denial as I gulped. “Well… let’s see then” He cockedhis head sideways and gave me a smug grin as both his hands pinned me further against the wall. A small whimper escaped my lips as he brought his face closer to mine. Dangerously close… I winced and screwed my eyes shut instinctively as his breath fanned my face. I felt heat creep up my cheeks. He let out a small chuckle underneath his breath,“My touch doesn’t affect you?” His voice echoed in my head,filling it completely. A smirk formed on his face as his hand trailed down to my stomach. I screwed both of my lips together in an attempt to stifle whatever disgraceful sounds that were threatening to come out. "You don't feel anything? Anything at all?" His voice was torturously low. “N..no” I managed to spit out as I felt my stomach tingle in response to his touch. *** Bad girl Olivia Henderson is stuck living with her worst nightmare Alexander Williams. Bad boy extraordinaire and the school’s notorious player who also happens to be the son of her parent’s old time friends and business partners. Will Olivia be able to tolerate living under the same roof with Alex,the one person she despises the most or will his playboy demeanor be too hard for her to handle? In this story we're talking about two crazy people who despise each other, crazy girlfriends, drama and a whole lot of craziness

A shady past, A second chance at life, A promise of vengeance, And a plan in motion... "You've changed so much Wuxia,This is not you! My Twinkle wouldn't be in a ten metre distance near a cigarette talk less of smoking," Fu Guangli condemned with a tone of reproach, but it only made the smile on Li Xiu Ying's face wider. She took in a deep drag and blew a beautiful smoky ring at his face. "I agree with you Bunny. This is not the Twinkle you know, that little innocent girl died years ago and the creature standing in front of you is anything but your Twinkle," she walked closer to him and poked his chest with her manicured index finger, venom was evident in her voice as she said her next words, "all thanks to you." Fu Guangli was quick to grab her wrist and slam her into the nearest tiled wall of the bathroom, Li Xiu Ying winced at the impact. "So that's why you're here now? Because you want revenge?!" Fu Guangli yelled at her face. "No." Li Xiu Ying's voice softened drastically and she raised her hands to trace the contours of his chiseled face in only what can be perceived as affection. "I want you back."

When the man in front of her tried to touch her hand, she instinctively took a step back from him—as she didn’t want him to get hurt.  “Please don’t touch me for your sake,” she said to him.  The man smiled a little and replied,” Don’t worry about me, Celestia! Nothing will happen to me.” She was startled as he had called her by her actual name. She had kept her identity a secret—as no one is supposed to know who she really is.  “How do you know my…. real name?” she asked him nervously.  “I know everything about you, Celestia,” he said and moved near her. “I know you better than you know yourself—" Her heart throbbed when his hand got near her skin. She thought that he would be thrown away from her and get severely injured—just like all the other men did. But surprisingly, nothing happened to him when his sturdy hand clasped her pearly white fingers. With his other hand, he held her chin and fixed his alluring gaze on her.  “How... How are you even able to touch me?” Celestia asked him.  “Because you are mine—" he answered in a deep tone. “Others weren’t able to touch you—as you only belong to me—" She winced slightly when he suddenly grabbed her tiny waist and pulled her closer to him. Then he leaned down and kissed her pale cheek.  “Only I get to touch and kiss and make love to you! Because you are forever destined to live with me,” he whispered in her ear and made her shudder.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He is feared by everyone else in her kingdom. His powers are infinite, and he can do things beyond other’s imagination.  Even though everyone considers him dangerous, Celestia sees a different version of him. He is ruthless and cold to others—but whenever he sees her, he surrenders himself to her. Despite the warnings of others, she finds herself slowly falling for him. Even after she becomes his lover, she is unable to predict his true nature. What are his true motives? And what circumstances are forcing him to join hands with the dark side? And why does he desire Celestia so much that he is willing to kill any man who even thinks of touching her?! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join my discord server to view pictures of characters and more https://discord.gg/MCNHfvH7m8 Chat with the author directly there and give your feedback.

"Who are they?" I asked Sarah as the bikers got closer. "Bad news," she whispers, she looked at Tyler and James, who was already walking towards us in a hurry. "Get in the car," she warns. I almost did, but when I saw the look of fright in her eye I didn't move. I felt hands around my naked waist, I knew it was Tyler. He pulls me tightly against his chest, I could feel the heat coming from his body. "Get in your car and drive off. Don't say a word" he whispers into my ear. "Why?" why did they want me to leave? "Just fucking do it Bella!" he says angrily pushing me forward, I bumped into another hard chest. But this time I could smell cheap beer and sweat. I look up and saw a tattooed face with a nose ring. Taking a step back slowly when he showed me his yellow teeth. "Well, aren't you a pretty thing!" He laughs out, the others agreeing with him. "What's a pretty thing like you doing here?" I didn't reply, I didn't like the way they were watching me. I felt Tyler's hard hands on my shoulder, his grip was hard enough to make me wince. He pulled me up against his chest as if trying to shield me away. I look around the now deserted desert, everyone seems to have disappeared. It was just James, Jada, Sarah, Nelson and Tyler. They were all standing next to us. "Boy! We've been looking for you" they yelled at Tyler. He didn't look affected by them, in fact, I think they knew each other. Why would Tyler be hanging out with guys like this? "I see you got your self a new pretty bird" one chuckles pointing at Tyler's arm that was around my waist. "What are you doing here Stone" he growls at the guy that just spoke. "It seems you've forgotten you owe us money" the guy name Stone growls at Tyler. Does he owe their money? Why? "We made a deal, you said on the 7th" Tyler say, today was the 5th. "Well, you see our boss change his mind" Stone laughs casually. "I don't have that kind of money on me Stone" Tyler was breathing hard now. I knew something bad was about to happen, I just wasn't sure what. "Then we have a problem boy," Stone pulls out a gun and point it directly at me. I freeze tears forming in my eyes, I stare at the gun, not moving. I held Tyler's hands tighter, trying my best not to move. "She's got nothing to do with this" Tyler steps forward blocking me from the gun. I felt him reaching behind his back slowly. "Your gonna have to pay Son and that one looks like she's worth 50 grand" He owns them 50 thousand dollars! I wanted to yell. How did that happen? Doesn't he know people like this can kill you for that? "Come back on the 7th and you will have your money" James steps forward. Oh god, this boys looked like they did this daily. What the hell was I doing here, I should be with my friends getting wasted not stuck in the middle of what looked like a gang War. "Just give us the girl and will be on our merry way" "Not gonna happened," before I could blink Tyler pulled out a gun from his back making my eye wide. HE HAD A FUCKING GUN!! Oh my god, this is not going to be good. Does he carry that with him all the time? If he does how comes I've never felt it. "Be a smart boy, there are three of you and six of us. If you give us the girl will let you keep the other two" Stone says referring to Sarah and Jada. "We just want one!" another biker yells making me jump. "None of them are going with you" Tyler stood his ground, pointing his gun directly at Stone. "Fine," Stone spat on the floor and the other men behind him pulled out their guns some had long knives instead. "James gets Bella out of here," Tyler whispers deadly not taking his eyes off Stone. Bella Thomson, the queen bee. This was her senior year, she already planned everything-homecoming queen, Harvard. Tyler Carter isn't like every other typical 18 years old. Living in the wrong neighbourhood all his life and after losing his mother age of 15, never knowing who his dad was. He is known as the best fighter on the north side.

[Novel contains MATURE CONTENT] "Are you here to kill me?" she asked, slowly stepping backwards as she felt her heart pounding wildly against her chest. "It seems that way", came the reply from the figure in black, standing across her, blending into the shadows of her room tonight. Her back soon went against the wall behind her with no more room to manoeuvre. She knew she was no match for him, and resisting was futile; hence she gave up with a bitter smile. She decided to face the inevitable, thinking might as well die with some pride like some sort of poetic gesture. "Alright, let's get it over with then. Make it quick please", she said, looking into those captivating ice-blue eyes of his. She then slightly turned her face away, closing her eyes as she held her breath nervously. "Tell me something", came his demonic lazy seductive voice and she sensed him close in the distance between them. Her eyebrows winced slightly as she felt his touch and opened her eyes to see him raise her chin facing towards him. That devilish attractive face of his wore a teasing smile and was barely a few inches away from her own as she felt his cool breath brush against her own face. The space between them was so close that she could almost feel the warmth of his body since there were barely a few inches of distance between them. Her heart couldn't help but start beating wildly as she felt his fingers caress her cheek and then warmly cup her face his right palm. With his right thumb, he idly brushed her lips taking his sweet time as though he were appreciating its texture and was memorising its curves, and then he slowly said, "If I spare your life…...will you give me your heart?" She looked into those mesmerising ice-cool eyes of his that were now busy gazing at her cherry like lips. But then, at the next instant, she saw his eyes slowly look up into hers and noticed his pupils slowly turn into a hypnotizingly blood-red colour. And then she heard his words murmur like a devil's whisper as his lips approached her own soft one's, "And if I give you my heart, will you give me ......your soul?" ***** Synopsis: Meet Kyra Walker! New Yorker. Orphan and a survivor at heart. Foxy and charming in her own way. A gorgeous independent young woman with dreams and plans of her own, as she tries to make a place for herself in the world. But everything is suddenly turned upside down when Kyra gets knocked out one night on New year's eve and wakes up to find herself in a whole new different place! As Kyra finds herself lost in a whole new chaotic world with her life under threat constantly, not to mention being pursued by a mysterious handsome man as she tries to escape from his devilish self and possessive clutches; Kyra must somehow find her way back home. The only question is- How?! And will she be able to? ***** What you will find within: Badass MC's along with unique side-characters, Romance, Action, a solid unique plot, Comedy, mystery, and of course lots of entertainment! The starting few chapters might seem a little slow and over-detailed to a few, so I hope you will bear with it, since the pace does speed up eventually. ***** Join me on: Instagram- author_jun Discord server- (coming soon) ***** Original work. Contracted to Webnovel exclusively. Please do not copy and post on other malicious fraudulent websites. The credits to the cover solely belongs to the rightful owner. Stay safe, stay healthy! Happy Reading!

Many months, years, centuries she had watched Adam die. Eve would not wait any longer to spend all of her life with him. Little did she know that God would have plans for him and Satan would have plans for her! Now she's the Demon Queen but her love is an Angel. Would they still be together now that they are on different sides? Would the threat of war and betrayal defeat their will? What would they give up for one another? -- A shot, a zipping aimed at her and she lifted her injured arm to block it. Another and she was forced to let go of the killer as she winced from another arrow pierced into her arm. Dropping her arm, she looked at the shooter and her heart dropped. Mouth opened slightly, as if to say something, she could not find any words. Crossbow held facing her, the angel holding it did not waver from the person he was aiming at. Blue eyes were sharp as his blonde curly hair moved with the breeze. “Adam…” *cover by the beautiful Jei! Contact her on deviantart at Jeijandee to commission her!*

[ WARNING: EXPLICIT LOVE SCENES] "She was going to pay...." Li Fei is a renowned model, socialite, a spoilt daughter and heiress of the wealthy Li family. On one dreadful night, she causes an accident which ended up killing the pregnant wife of the most powerful man in the whole of Asia, Jin Liwei who vows to make her life a living hell. How far will Jin Liwei go to make Li Fei's life miserable? _______________________ #Excerpt The sound of an ambulance siren wails as it makes its way to the emergency entrance of Paramount hospital. Before it could park, the doors were pushed with great force and two nurses rushed out with a pregnant patient on a stretcher with an oxygen mask on her face. Jin Liwei jumped out of the ambulance with a panic striked face as he stared at his wife with spiritless eyes. The nurses seemed to be more in panic as they dragged the patient inside the hospital while calling the others to help them. The patient was immediately rushed to the ICU and Jin Liwei attempted to enter but he was stopped right at the entrance. "Please Young Master Jin Liwei, let us handle this," pleaded the doctor and he gave him a cold look before saying," She's my wife." The doctor gulped before saying," I know but you're presence won't be needed in here. It will only complicate things." Jin Liwei decided to listen to him for Jin Shan and their unborn baby. "Fine. I leave them in your hands," he said before stepping back and the doors of the operating room were shut close. Just then, his personal assistant Wang Mel approached him with hesitant steps well knowing how furious his Master was considering the way he cherishes the Young Miss. With a grave face, he bowed his head and said," I'm so sorry Master Jin about what happened!! How can I be of help to you?" "Find out the owner of the car and if they are dead, track down their family," he instructed his assistant who bowed once again before disappearing from the sight. He released a sigh of relief when he was told to do research work other than staying behind with his cold Boss. ___ "More of a man than I? You slept with him?!!" he asked and grabbed her wrist. She felt him squeezing her hand and she winced in pain. "Let go of me! You're hurting me," she screamed. "You slept with him, yes or no?!" he asked again with a murderous voice and she quickly said," No, I didn't." It was then that he released her arm and she rubbed her wrist with her other hand before muttering" You're a beast." He chuckled before replying, "And you're beauty." The glare in her eyes intensified.

#Strong female lead #Mature content "If love can brighten everything up then, It has the potential to burn everything down and turn itself to ashes She was innocent and naive All she knew was love All she fought for was love He never deserved her She made him her everything That was her biggest mistake, He broke her to dust That's his mistake And She'll make sure He regrets this everyday. "Love and Hate are great friends. when one breaks the other comes to rescue." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Choice is yours." Aurora's lips moved to form a smirk as she ran the newly bought knife on his skin, tracing his right jaw and then slowly making way to the filthiest place of his body-HIS HEART. Zenos struggled to free himself but when Aurora puts her eyes on something, she gets it. No compromises. "I hate you ." Zenos finally spoke without an inch of hesitation in his eyes. He was adding oil to the fire he ignited and it will do nothing but burn him down slowly yet painfully. "That isn't an option my darling." Her eyes pierced his eyes and her knife, pierced the skin near his heart ,enough to cause pain but still not enough to kill him. Crimson blood oozed out of the wound and Zenos could only wince in pain as the knife pressed tightly against his bare chest. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Her love was dangerous. Her love was madness Her love was not of this world that's what makes her Aurora... AURORA SHEROFF ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~