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The MC is Overpowered!! And So Broken!! Leon was just grinding for loot like any other player—until a rare quest dumped him in front of the Goddess of Sloth. She was breathtaking—ethereal, radiant, a vision of divine perfection… if only she looked like she actually cared. With a half-lidded gaze, she let out a soft yawn before murmuring, "Mmm… I guess you’ll do." Boom. Overpowered blessing unlocked. Suddenly, Leon's rocking the Legendary Blacksmith Class, forging weapons so absurdly powerful that even the game devs are side-eyeing him. His stats refuse to stop climbing. His skills break every limit. Before he knows it, he’s leading a squad of insanely strong (and suspiciously attractive) allies. Oh, and he somehow accidentally founded a Kingdom. As one does. Even in real life, things spiral—wealth, fame, and an alarming number of people begging for crafting commissions. But as the chaos piles up, one question keeps nagging at him: Why does this “game” feel a little too real? ◇◆◇ Discord Server: tinyurl.com/galanteodiscord ◇◆◇ Additional Tags: - Harem and Romance - No Yuri No NTR! - Blacksmith - Kingdom Building - Spirit Beast Contract - Real World Impact - Wealth and Fame - Seven Sins

Avec la montée de la puissance de la vapeur et de la machinerie, qui peut se rapprocher d'un Transcendant ? Enveloppé dans le brouillard de l'histoire et des ténèbres, qui ou quoi est le mal caché qui murmure à nos oreilles ? Réveillé face à une série de mystères, Zhou Mingrui se retrouve réincarné en Klein Moretti dans un monde alternatif de l'ère victorienne où il découvre un monde rempli de machines, de canons, de cuirassés, de dirigeables, de machines à différences, ainsi que des potions, de la divination, des malédictions, des cartes de tarot, des artefacts scellés… La Lumière continue de briller mais le mystère n'est jamais loin. Suivez Klein alors qu'il se retrouve mêlé aux Églises du monde—tant orthodoxes qu'hétérodoxes—tout en développant lentement de nouveaux pouvoirs grâce aux potions Transcendantes. Comme la carte de tarot correspondante, Le Fou, qui est numérotée 0 — un nombre de potentiel illimité — ceci est la légende du "Fou".

Zhao Feng arbeitet hart, um zu beweisen, dass er besser ist als seine Mitstreiter auf dem Martial-Arts-Trainingsplatz, aber gerade als er aufgeben will, verschmilzt ein mysteriöses schwarzes, marmorähnliches Objekt mit seinem linken Auge und verleiht ihm die Kräfte der alten Götter. Mit seinen neugewonnenen Kräften macht sich Zhao Feng auf den Weg, der größte Kampfsportler aller Zeiten zu werden.

"Have you heard of him?" A small boy tugged at a woman's skirt, his tiny finger pointing at the large portrait of a man clad in a minister’s robe. "Shhh! Don’t say its name!" The woman hushed him, glancing around anxiously. She knew the boy was only curious about the drawing, yet the inscription beside it spoke of someone else entirely. Still, the credit had been given to the man in the portrait. "Why?" "We just... don’t say it." "Are you talking about The Next General?" A man dressed as a scholar interjected, inserting himself into the conversation. "Everyone is talking about it. After a hundred years, it has returned. I can't decide whether that fills me with hope or dread." His words were meant to impress, to showcase his knowledge, but the woman only tightened her grip on the boy, scooped him up, and hurried away like a hunted animal sensing danger. The scholar let out a single sharp laugh. "A chaotic rhythm… and marvellously extraordinary times are upon us," he murmured, before turning and walking away. --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is purely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by the characters do not necessarily reflect those of the author. This book contains content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. ------- Author-Sama is here with another one, been planning this for quite a while but laziness and procrastination keeps holding me down but now I am free. Here is another exciting historical novel, please enjoy.

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul. ------ “Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator. I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched. I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.” ------ As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man. I dreamed of magical moments like this every day. Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy. She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered. Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again. I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell. But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter. A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone. Together we laughed, alone I cried. Together we laughed, alone I cried. But I think we also loved. I think. ------ This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.

After a bloody battle, Lionel barged into the restaurant with a "Closed" sign, alerting the owner, Margie. "Sir, we're closed!" Lionel was only seeking temporary refuge from his pursuers, but Margie was just ejecting him brutally. This baron had no alternative but to reveal his mesmerizing, menacing red eyes and fangs. Margie was captivated by the vampire's dark, handsome allure but also felt fear and tension. Summoning her courage, she uttered the first insult he had heard in a millennium: "What's so great about those fangs? You're just one vampire, aren't you?" Undoubtedly, this woman intrigued Lionel. But the reasons seemed to go beyond that. What's so special about this woman? Could a lost love be recovered? Will she heed reason, remain ordinary, and avoid the dangers coming one after another, or will she submit to his temptation and savor the sweetness of forbidden love?

The Earth tremble as if the heavens themselves mourn. The sky, torn and bleeding with streaks of crimson and gold, bore witness to the moment the world began to unravel. Amidst the chaos, a figure stood at the edge of a shattered cliff, their silhouette etched against the dying light. Breathing deeply, they whispered, “This is the end.” The Earth beneath them cracked, pulling cities into the abyss, but they stood tall, their eyes locked on the storm gathering above. This was where it all began and where it would end—at Skyfall, the place where worlds collided, where bonds were forged, and where destiny would be decided. “Let the sky fall,” they murmured, their voice resolute as they turned to the shadows rising behind them. “When it crumbles, we will stand tall. Together.” And as the storm surged, swallowing the light, they leaped into the abyss, knowing they would either reshape fate—or be swept away by it. ---

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

She makes me feel hate, anger, desire, lust and something even more dangerous – love. ***** Amelia (Amy) Shawls, the legitimate and perfect princess of real estate mogul, and serving senator, Gregory Shawls, had it all –wealth, beauty, brain and a fiance who doted on her. But amidst her plenty admirers and few haters, were her vile stepmother and her envious stepsister, who sought to destroy her and take away her inheritance. Amelia's seemingly perfect life took a dark and scary turn on the eve before her celebrity marriage, when she gets a text message from her fiance, Jerry, asking her to meet him up at their favourite restaurant. On her way, Amelia is kidnapped and taken to an unknown location where she narrowly escapes her abductors only to end up crashing into a river. When Amelia finally regained consciousness a week later, she discovered that her life and everything she ever loved and worked for had been stolen from her by those who claimed to love her. Vengeful, she strikes a deal with the handsome but vicious devil, who rescued her from the jaws of death. ----- Meet Blaze Anderson, the charming but ruthless CEO of the Andex group. His heart is as cold as ice and his mere name caves terror in the heart of people. Blaze harboured a deep resentment against Amelia's entire family and would stop at nothing to see all of them, including Amelia destroyed. What would happen when the line between deep hatred and passion slowly thins out? Would Amelia ever consent to love after learning the bitter truth behind Blaze's assistance?

"Martial Arts World..." Death murmured, shocked by the turn of the events. How could he, primordial being of the afterlife, get tricked by a mere human? Not just a mere human, but also earthling, race that was weakest of the twenty realms. Death realized the extent of his mistake. An earthling had just jumped into the river of the reincarnation, where he definitely didn't belong. It was too late. The damage has been done. The matter was now out of his hands. "Kiernan Hunter..." ... Remake of the Martial Arts System, and while the concept stays the same, the story is completely different. A few names, etc, stays the same, but mostly whole new story. I've wanted to do this for a while, and now I had finally motivation to do it.

[WSA entry, Romance Fantasy] After dying on a train to Guilin, Hatsuki found herself being saved by a mysterious man called “master” while the people around him called him “The under-realm’s arbiter”. In a world of Spirits, Hatsuki searched for her purpose beyond finding the final essence of her mother. To let go of her past and start anew. How will the 19-year-old Hatsuki navigate through the world of spirits that is centered around heaven and hell? Trope: Grumpy & Sunshine. Reincarnation. Star crossed lovers. Updates: Everyday Privilege: cheap P.S. I would like to thank Homeless_straycat for the cover and Hansora for the fonts. ~ “Beautiful”, she murmured. Even within very little light, Master exuded a commanding presence; his stance was upright, and yet, he was soft enough to have the little pink tassel still on his waist. Just as she reached the end, Master took a few steps forward and raised his hand “Could I have the pleasure to escort you, Miss Asano?” Hatsuki’s eyes were expressive as they blinked a few times, staring to the core. Her hands, which were carefully pinching the hem of the skirt, left loose and stared at the Master for a few seconds. “You may, Sir…” She placed her hands on Yuki’s cold palms. His fingers little by little intertwined with her fingers while his free hand reached for her chin. The tip of his index fingers brushed on her soft skin as his face gently leaned towards her as well. Hatsuki had an unreadable expression, as though everything that was happening was just a dream. Feeling that Hatsuki’s focus wasn’t on him, Yuki swiftly glided Hatsuki, making her feel the presence. “Raise your head, You are now the strongest woman in the after realm” ~ After realm, under realm, and hidden realm all mean the same. Started: February 12, 2025

Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract. But appearances can be deceiving. Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack. “Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.” Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock. But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.” Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee

Susu, a hard-working woman, accidentally finds herself in a novel set in the 1980s, stepping into the shoes of an unlikeable female lead who was resented by everyone in the family compound for causing endless trouble. She became Su Er Ya, the demon sister who threatens her husband to divorce if he dares to adopt the orphan of a comrade-in-arms. With such an unfavorable start, watch how she turns the tide. From selling braised goods to opening a restaurant, her career thrives, and in turn she becomes beloved and known for her magnanimous personality. Lu Xiaoting, a stern public security officer, realizes that the once lazy and gluttonous woman who took advantage of others has changed. Lu Xiaoting, embracing his wife: "Wife, don't be mad, I was wrong!" Susu, looking at the man with broad shoulders and a commanding presence reminiscent of a modern-day celebrity, smiles sweetly. She triumphs by mastering the culinary arts. Witnessing the transformation, their son Xiaoyu leads the three little 'turnip heads', Su's adorable children, who pout and complain about their father taking their mother away yet again. Whining, "Hate it, Daddy took Mommy away again!" "Ugh, Daddy really...!" "Big brother, we want Mommy." The young boy comforts the three younger siblings gently: "Be good, Dad and Mom will be back soon."

When your main tormentor turns into your destined fate? Always the unseen one—the Beta's daughter who never lived up to her father's expectations and the pack's favourite outcast—Aria Sterling is But nobody makes her life more intolerable than Luca Blackwood, the haughty and merciless Alpha heir who apparently enjoys her suffering. Everything changes the night the Mate's Mark shows on Aria's wrist, shining with the unambiguous decision of the Moon Goddess: she and Luca are bound by fate. Luca responded? transparent rejection. Public shame. a promise to never take her. But the link is more with power than with love. The Mate's Mark is a portent of hardships that might either unify or destroy the pack entirely, not only a sign of romance. Aria and Luca discover they are at the centre of a storm building inside their ranks as murmurs of a prophesy surface. The pack is split, their link is weak, and the truths buried in their pasts might ruin them both. Aria has to choose whether to fight for a bond she never wanted—or risk losing the pack she calls home—while enemies are closing in and fate weighs on their shoulders. In this story of forced intimacy, swizzling tension, and high-stakes power moves, love and hate blur. Will Aria and Luca's relationship turn into their biggest weapon, or their ultimate undoing?

***** "And the kiss last night?" he asked, stepping closer until she could feel the warmth of him so near. Katrina clutched the roses, heart pounding, feeling the butterflies rising in her. His eyes held her, intense and filled with an emotion she couldn't name. "I don't regret it," he murmured. "I meant every bit of it, and I'd love to—" Katrina didn't let him finish. She pulled him close and pressed her lips to his, unable to resist any longer.  He responded immediately, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her close.  His kiss was slow and deep, full of a passion that set her on fire. ****** King Karl of Xylonia, known as the masked king, is feared by all. Cursed at birth to die at 25, he hides half his face behind a mask, leaving everyone wondering what lies beneath. Ruthless and cold-hearted, he never expected to fall in love—until Katrina enters his life. Katrina, a slave-princess, is treated like a servant in her own home because she was born outside of marriage. When her father can't repay his debt to King Karl, he offers his eldest daughter in placed of his youngest daughter, claiming she has a magical touch that heals with a simple massage. Intrigued, the king agrees. But Katrina was never the chosen one, and the healing power is a lie. As the king starts to fall for her, Katrina is trapped in a web of deceit. How long can she keep her secret before the vengeful king uncovers the truth? And when he does, will their love survive—or will the mask of the king hide a fury that could destroy them both? Contain 18+ scenes detailed explicit content. Hot Romance, Dark secrets. #Not your regular Dark-Romance novel#

Artemis Vincent's life was pretty much bad before but as if the universe wanted to make things worse her parents died in a car accident, leaving her alone in their house. Not long, she is sent packing by the landlord as she could no longer fend for herself. Artemis started to hustle even for food. She goes to a restaurant one day, sees a gold watch and steals it. Unknown to her the gold watch belongs to one of the most powerful men in California. When Artemis is caught, she is given a choice. Die in jail or be the mistress to this powerful and utterly ruthless man.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

The sacred chamber was dimly lit, the scent of incense curling in the air like whispers of forgotten prayers. His breath came uneven, his hands trembled at his sides as he stared at the man before him—the warrior who should not have been here. "You shiver so easily," the warrior murmured, his voice dark, teasing. Tempting. His fingers brushed over the fine silk of the priest’s robe, not quite touching—just a whisper of heat, but enough to unravel him. "D-Don’t," he breathed, stepping back, but the warrior followed. "Don’t what?" The smirk in his voice was maddening. Mocking. Dangerous. "You know what exactly you are doing. This is unacceptable..." The warrior closed the space between them and placed his finger on his lips, causing his body to tremble. His throat bobbed. The rules of the sect were clear. He was supposed to be untouchable—unblemished in body and soul, a perfect example of godliness and pureness. And yet… "I can hear your heartbeat." The warrior leaned in, the tip of his nose barely grazing his jaw. Too close. "So wild… tell me, is it fear or something else?" His lips parted, but the words died on his tongue when strong hands found his wrist, tugging him forward, pressing him flush against the heat of his body. A sharp gasp escaped him. "Let me go," he whispered pleadingly. "Then go," the warrior challenged, loosening his grip—but his body refused to move. A sinful chuckle brushed against his ear. "See? You don’t want to leave." "I do." The lie burned his tongue. "Then why are you not?" A strangled sound escaped him as warmth pooled in his core—something he never should have felt. Something he never knew he could feel. His knees buckled, but before he could fall, strong arms caught him. Held him. Claimed him. "Look at you," the warrior hummed, his voice thick with something dangerous. "I barely touched you, and you’re already breaking. Doesn't this mean something to you, my moonflower?" The warrior looked into the divine one's eyes and noticed the change of color in his eyes which made him smirk as if he had gotten his lucky shot. His gaze darkened in return, sharp with an incomprehensible hunger and before the priest could utter another world, his lips were claimed. A single tear slipped free, rolling down his cheek—a silent surrender. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't fight against this burning desire in him anymore. He was just going to let it be—whatever would happen should happen. The warrior hummed in satisfaction at the taste of the divine one, his grip tightening. A gasp was swallowed whole as the warrior’s mouth moved against his, devouring, demanding, tasting. Heat licked down his spine, a fire awakening within him, spreading through his veins like an unspoken prophecy. "So beautiful," the warrior murmured against his lips before diving back in, stealing another kiss—deeper, rougher, hungrier. He was an angel worth sinning for. The Priest's fingers clutched at the fabric between them, desperate, lost, drowning. The world outside ceased to exist. Only this moment remained. Only this touch, this heat—this forbidden, maddening desire. And as the flames outside flickered wildly in the night, so too did he burn. . . . . Y'all, this picture was gotten from Pinterest. I only changed the names and added little design. I do not originally own it. Thank you.

"Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my messy hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on... ★★ Humiliated and betrayed, Kimberly Fray's life as a powerful Alpha's daughter of the Moon Stone Pack crumbles when Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers Pack rejects her. But as she uncovers her true identity, Kimberly finds herself caught between two powerful Alphas who desire her. Torn between Alpha Derrick, who begins to see her worth too late, and calculative Alpha Theo, Kimberly's strength and courage are tested like never before. In a world where love, revenge, and power collide, Kimberly must decide who she truly is, and who she's meant to be with between the two Alphas chosen by the Moon Goddess!

WSA 2025 How did it go?" Lily asked the next morning when Ava got to the living room. "Terribly." Ava replied flatly, dropping into one of the sofas. Sarah entered almost immediately and sent Ava a teasing and wicked smile. "Really? That bad? Lucas is really great in matters of the bedroom. Did you do something wrong?" "Our little new concubine here is a virgin." Sarah announced. Lily gasped and covered her mouth. "Oh God. That is not the kind of man you want to lose your virginity with," Lily said. Sarah burst into laughter at Lily's comment. "It's not funny," Ava scowled. "Actually it is. Better warm up to the idea because when Alpha Lucas Raventhorn wants to take you, he will in the roughest way possible." Sarah advised. "You mean like last night? I thought he was going to rip you in half." Ava rolled her eyes. "I like my men rough." "Well, I don't." Ava retorted. "If you are looking for flowers, love, and vanilla sex. You are a concubine to the wrong alpha." "Ain't that the truth." Ava murmured under her breath

Freya has spent her life as an outcast—beaten, humiliated, and branded a disappointment. A servant in the house of the man who once called himself her father. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, everything changes. She awakens to a truth more dangerous than the chains that bound her. She is not just a disgraced wolf. She is something more—something both feared and hunted. Prince Dorian, ruthless heir to the throne, knows what she is. She is his mate. The one fate has bound to him in ways he never wanted. But to him, she is also a weapon—a pawn in the bloody war against the hunters. He takes her, claims her, and keeps her not out of love, but control. "You think I won’t reject you?" Dorian’s voice is low, edged with cruel amusement as he presses her against the cold stone wall of his chamber. His grip is iron, his breath a promise of ruin. "I will. The moment you become useless to me." But there is another. Tiberius, the legendary hunter with emerald eyes that see too much and a touch that burns her differently, has searched for her his entire life. He was raised to despise wolves, to slaughter them without hesitation. Yet when he looks at Freya, he does not see an enemy. He sees his mate. "They told me I would find you," Tiberius murmurs, his fingers brushing over the bruises Dorian left on her wrists. His gaze is both tender and deadly. Caught between two kings, two destinies, and two deadly temptations, Freya must decide who she truly is. A key to destruction, or a bridge to salvation? But what happens when the wolf prince refuses to let her go… and the hunter king refuses to let her fall? A brutal prince. A vengeful hunter. A woman bound by fate. One will break her. One will save her. Or will she choose to save herself?

Mu Zhian traveled to the world of immortals and became a supporting role destined to be used as a stepping stone by the protagonist. He wanted to make friends with the protagonists who were the chosen ones, but when Mu Zhian looked back, he found that the girls around him were either the protagonist's childhood sweethearts or the protagonist's fiancée. The most incredible thing is that those girls who should have liked the protagonist all liked Mu Zhian, the supporting role. Looking at the beautiful girls around him, Mu Zhian had a bold idea and decided to kill the protagonist and turn over to be the master. After finally leveling several protagonists and getting a lot of resources, he shared many resources with the girls around him in order to improve the strength of the girls. I thought that I would be able to prove my Dao and become an emperor in the future with many resources, and ascend to the immortal world. Until one day, looking at the rolling clouds in the sky and the several empresses who were reborn in the thunderstorm, Mu Zhian's eyes gradually lost their spirit and murmured: "I am so stupid, really... I thought that after killing those chosen ones, I would be the protagonist of the new world and a future immortal-level strongman, but I didn't expect... they were the protagonists." (This site solemnly reminds: This story is purely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.) Author : ccc Editor : Mymensingh Khan Editor's Note : Mymensingh Pub is just editing the novel. All rights to Fanmtl.com . Go there if you want to read the raw. Our patreon link : patreon.com/MymensinghPub

In a world where gods rule the skies and mortals suffer below, one maiden's defiance will ignite a war between realms-and hearts. Serena Arcane never asked to be chosen. Marked as one of six maidens sent to the fearful Sky Kingdom to wed its prince, she only wanted to protect her family from the wrath of the supernatural beings who see humans as pawns. But the moment she steps into their shimmering, dangerous world, it becomes clear the Sky Kingdom is not what it seems-and neither is its feared ruler, the Dark King Zade. Whispers of a deadly prophecy surround Serena, murmurs that she alone holds the power to unravel centuries of suffering. Yet her greatest threat-and temptation-lies in the golden-eyed king whose icy exterior conceals secrets darker than the abyss. He rules with cruelty, yet something about her stirs the embers of a long-extinguished fire within him. As tensions rise between mortal and god, Serena must navigate a court full of deceit, rivalries, and betrayals. Bound by fate but divided by hatred, she and Zade are forced into a dangerous dance where every step could mean their undoing-or the salvation of worlds. She vows to resist him. He swears to break her. But when a love this fierce burns, will it destroy them both? Bound to the Dark king is an intense high fantasy romance story packed with action, suspense and the thrill that will keep you glued till the very end. This is a standalone.

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story isn't mine

In a world where the unseen weaves fate and power is both a blessing and a curse, the awakened are called Phantoms—warriors bound to the spirits, their strength the only shield between humanity and annihilation. Long ago, when the Wraithborn first descended—eldritch horrors that slithered from the void beyond existence—humanity stood at the edge of ruin. The skies darkened, cities crumbled, and no blade nor bullet could harm these spectral abominations. Then came the First Call—whispers from the Spiritscape, a realm beyond mortal comprehension. Those who heard it awakened as phantoms, wielding power borrowed from spirits unseen, pushing back the darkness and carving the first fragile dawn of survival. But survival had a price. Phantoms became the weapons of the world. The Regency regulated the phantoms, dictating their purpose: to fight or be discarded. Yet among them stood the Crowned Phantoms, legends of their kind, those who had ascended beyond the ordinary, commanding the Spiritscape with unrivaled mastery. They were kings among warriors, epitomes of power, the history of the ones revered. Countless yearned to be crowned, to stand above all, to forge their names in eternity. Kael Veyne wanted none of it. Awakened at the age of three—far too young, far too dangerous—Kael understood what others refused to see. Power was not glory. Power was chained. The world loved its heroes when they won but discarded them the moment they failed. He watched as Phantoms bled, as the Regency dictated their lives, as those who sought greatness were crushed under the weight of expectation. So he made a choice. He hid. For years, he lived in the shadows, using his power only to protect himself, refusing to be another cog in the machine. He wanted a quiet life, a life that was his. But fate is never kind to those who defy it. A single moment—an unseen ripple in the fabric of destiny—threatens to unravel everything. The Wraithborn are changing stronger, and no longer bound by the laws that once held them back. The Spiritscape stirs, its whispers louder than ever. The Regency is watching. And in the depths of the unseen world, an ancient prophecy murmurs of an emperor who walks between realms, commanding the spirits themselves. Kael has spent his life running from the inevitable. But when the tide rises and the world begins to shift, when all eyes turn toward him—will he remain a ghost in the crowd… or will the Spirit Emperor rise?

PLEASE READ THE LAST CHAPTER OF THIS BOOK FOR MY REASON ❤️ While Kalonice is working part-time at a restaurant, she accidentally poured food on the million-dollar suit of Midas. Furious, Midas blacklists her name, making it impossible for her to find a job anywhere in the world. Devastated but determined, Kalonice can't afford giving up. She have mouths to feed and she will soon graduate as an architect. And when she thought all her luck has ran out, the Dean of her department surprised her with the bestest news: a letter from the world-class and prestigious Yzaguirre Arts of Engineering Company, inviting her for an exclusive internship interview. The world must be as little as a dot when she and Midas crossed paths again. Turns out that he's the eldest son of YAECC's CEO! Worst, the playful CEO paired her to his son as his partner in business! It was a rough start for the both of them at first, but as their connection deepens, Kalonice struggles to keep her secrets buried. Can Kalonice keep her secrets hidden and her heart guarded, or will Midas' touch break through her defenses?

A mysterious force descended upon Earth, giving birth to another thrilling and eerie civilized world. Everyone at the age of eighteen will be forcibly sent into a thrilling game world. When everyone is immersed in fear and struggling to survive in the cracks. Nick, however, discovers that he can earn system rewards by manipulating the emotions of ghosts. And each time he completes a dungeon, he can establish his own industry in the thrilling world. So,  he became a food runner at Strange Tales Restaurant. he became the chief physician at Death Hospital. ... As Nick went crazy completing one dungeon after another, he suddenly realized in the end that he had become a giant in the world of ghosts.

WARNING: Mature Content The story of a knight who has fallen in love with his queen. It was nothing but that, a simple plot for a fairytale, or was it? He stood proud at seven feet, everything looked minuscule in his sight. He towers above all knights who looked at him with disgust and alarm. He was one of the rebels not long ago, but for an undisclosed reason, he has betrayed his so-called 'brother at arms' for a seat at the round table. People murmured whenever he passes them by, the atmosphere itself was laced with terror as this all muscled barbarian held his head high. Panic in the hearts of many was evoked by his presence alone as he stood before the queen who was forced to face him. "My queen," he knelt before her, and even yet the queen had to look up from her throne to meet his eyes. The frail queen was very small compared to him, her fragile countenance barely reached five feet and her innocent face makes her look like a child. He took in the vision of her as she sat there, trying to look brave as she met his eyes. His queen, the reason why he risked it all and will risk it all again. She sat on the throne judging his motives and all the while fearing him. Was she disgusted by him too? He can't tell. The crowd disappeared and all thoughts from his mind were gone as he was faced with her. She has dark auburn hair that reached past her shoulders, small lips that curled into a thin smile, and eyes that expressed her immense disgust and anger for what she had labeled him in her mind - one of the reasons for the destabilization of her kingdom. He wants it all, all of what she offers. Her beauty, her brilliance, her frailties... at that moment he realized, he wanted all of her.

"I need you to take responsibility for taking advantage of me," his words echoed in her mind, like a haunting melody she couldn't escape. Was this big boss just toying with her? She initially thought so, until he began trailing her like a lovesick puppy, his eyes locked on her with unwavering intensity. All because of one steamy, reckless night, her once peaceful and uneventful life was now in shambles. She glanced at a dress at a store, and suddenly, it was delivered right to her doorstep as if by magic. She mentioned a favorite restaurant, and before she knew it, the chef was standing at her door, ready to cook her a meal. "Mr. Fleming, you're going overboard!" she exclaimed, her warnings falling on deaf ears, as futile as whispering into the wind. And just like that, the chase was on – the tail of a Wife-Chasing Big Shot had begun, turning her life into an unexpected whirlwind romance.