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Timo Timing Te Tiger

Time's up!

A single moment of hesitation shattered their first love—Yoon Jae-ha, unable to express his true feelings, and Han Hye-won, who did her best to avoid him. One day, both of their lives came to a sudden, tragic end. But fate offers them a second chance. “You have no choice but to turn back time. For exactly 49 days.” “Is there a small regret or mistake you wish you could undo?” In that moment, both of them were reminded of 'that' memory—their clumsy, awkward first kiss. From that day forward, their relationship fell apart completely. “It seems the two of you have the same thing in mind.” For 49 days, they are sent back in time—to that moment—to rewrite the past. But things don’t go quite as planned. They wake up in the past, only to realize they’ve swapped bodies—and they're both 19 years old again. “You’re the one who said we could never be more than friends. But now? What’s this supposed to mean?” “You’re a woman to me. I’m not doing this ‘just friends’ thing.” A chaotic, time-travel romance between two switched souls! Hye-won, quirky but loveable, and Jae-ha, quiet but dangerously possessive, find their feelings for each other deepening. As unexpected people entangle themselves in their fate, the lines between past and present blur. When the 49 days are up… 'Can this love finally come true?' __________✧⁠⑅⁠˖⁠♡。゚∘⁠˚⁠˳⁠°↝⁠^⁠.⁠_⁠.⁠^___________________ My other works: "I became the Beast Duke's wife" on transcendentaltls .com (ongoing) ~ "Cat Kiss" on novelishuniversetransaltions .com (new)
CaradeLuna · 2.2K Views

Black tiger: The Devil's Favourite Pet

“Speak not a word to him. Let none of you lay your hands or eyes on him. He is mine to deal with. This is my only warning. Defy it, and the consequences will make you beg for death—yet death will not come.” CYPRIAN When Luca betrayed me, I shattered. But I never broke. I buried the softness, the dreams, the desire to be seen. My father hates what I am. My mother is too afraid to defend me. So they sent me away—not for safety, but for shame. I expected silence. Distance. Maybe peace. What I got was the Black Tiger— The most feared mafia king on the continent. A legend dressed in blood and fine suits. He claims me without permission. Protects me without kindness. Says I belong to him—and proves it with every command, every punishment, every body dropped in my name. I’ve spent my whole life being told that love between men is wrong. That I am wrong. But the disgust I was taught begins to twist into something darker. Desire. Longing. Craving. For him. How do you fight a devil who makes your shame feel like salvation? TIGER When my mother died at the hands of my father’s power-hungry recklessness, I made a vow: No love. No softness. No men. Not because I didn’t want them— But because I did. And in the world I rule, that kind of truth would get me killed. So I kept women around to feed the lie. To protect the secret. Until Cyprian walked in. Too proud to beg. Too untouchable to touch. He was supposed to be a message. But now he’s the craving I can’t kill… and the sin I’ll burn everything to keep. Even if my desire for him is the one thing that could destroy us both.
Miraharlson · 3.7K Views

Ashes Of Time

In this world, the year is 999 AD, and technology has reached a post-industrial stage. Smoke rises from coal-fired factories, airships float above cities, and revolvers hang at the waists of constables. Stone-paved roads run alongside iron rail lines, and gas lamps flicker in the fog-covered streets of old cities filled with towering brick buildings, soot-covered rooftops, and horse-drawn cabs. Magic exists, but it is rare. Only a small portion of the population can use it—those people are called Yrlton, meaning "Anomaly" in the common language of Alastair. To the average person, Yrlton are as strange as they are dangerous. Many believe their powers come from a curse, divine punishment, or a secret pact. Others whisper of rituals, strange substances, and hidden bloodlines. Becoming one isn’t something you train for. It happens, often without warning. Magic here isn’t bright or spectacular. It doesn’t come in flashes of light or grand displays. It’s subtle, often tied to emotion, thought, or the elements. A Yrlton might control wind, twist shadows, or hear what others cannot. Some Saintesses throughout history were secretly Yrlton, their powers awakened after drinking forbidden liquids or being exposed to ancient relics. Despite their abilities, most Yrlton live quiet lives. Governments register them, monitor them, and sometimes use them. They’re given low-paying jobs, handed strange tasks no one else wants, and treated with suspicion.
latermilk · 12.2K Views
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