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"Patriarch Sun, your sect is now a well - known Sword Sect in the cultivation world of the Northern Region. How do you evaluate Dean Xu?" "I often tell experts that Dean Xu is my idol. When others were hunting him down, he instead tried to make friends and forge partnerships. The disciples he trained were sold to other sects once they reached the Foundation Establishment stage. Now, his disciples are everywhere, and he has a vast network of people." "Then, how do the senior figures of the Demonic Path here view Dean Xu? He has been hiding his identity and mingling in the Demonic Path for several..." "Reporter, stop talking nonsense! Our sect master is the most famous demon in the Southern Border. The person you mentioned has nothing to do with him!" "All right, all right. Then, I'd like to ask Acting Patriarch Qin. As the largest sect in Xize, the Illusory Sea Sect. Dean Xu is secretly in control behind the scenes and has carried out financial frauds, involving countless sects. Now, the creditors are protesting outside our venue. How do you respond?" "This is ridiculous. Our sect master doesn't even have the surname Xu. Besides, we have no creditors at all. The creditors all died in the scramble for the ancient cultivation inheritance. Those people outside are just rival sects trying to cause trouble for us on purpose." "But according to our investigation, the ancient cultivation inheritance is a new grave built by Dean Xu, and not everyone inside was killed by the explosion..." "I'm warning you! This is blatant slander!" "Let's put this question aside for now. So, how do the demon tribes in the Eastern Wasteland view him?"

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind. "Is there magic in this world?" Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No." "But there are miracles." "What are miracles?" "A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit." The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder." "Magic!" Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!" "No." His uncle said, "These are truly miracles." Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

Apprentice, go down the mountain and seek your senior sister, let her teach you the art of bone-setting and to promote Taoist magic. Chu Yi's wish was finally fulfilled, girls! Here I come! It's just that...

Transmigrating into a world ruled by supernaturals seemed like a dream come true---until it wasn't. ☆ Charlotte Winchester, burdened by her family's crushing expectations, has always wanted her mundane life to end. Death came like a wish, but instead of eternal rest, Charlotte found herself transmigrated as Evangeline, the cherished daughter of Crimson Ridge Pack---the rulling family of the werewolf community. At first, her new life felt like paradise. Immortal and powerful, she had everything she'd ever dreamed of; doting werewolf parents, loyal friends, and a future that promised luxury and adoration. With the looming title of Princess---and the attention of the Future Alpha King---her life seemed perfect. But perfection rarely lasts. One impulsive decision---rejecting her fate mate---sets off a chain of events she never could have foreseen. Her second mate isn't a kind-hearted wolf or even a charming elf. He's a demon prince, the ruler of shadows and master of nightmares. Dark, possessive, and utterly dangerous, he drags her into a world of chaos where her very soul is at stake. What started as a second chance at life quickly turns into a battle for survival. With her past life's memories hidden from her new family and a devil mate who refuses to let her go, Charlotte must navigate the twisted politics of werewolves and demons. Heaven can turn into hell in an instant---and Evangeline is about to learn that Paradise always comes at a price. ☆☆☆☆☆ | Daily updates is promised.|

Once every 10,000 years, the heavens open, and the Mortal Realm is cast into turmoil. The Great Reset begins—a cosmic reckoning where empires fall, beasts awaken, and only the strongest carve their names into eternity. For those who survive, the path to the Astral Realm and the right to claim divinity awaits. Raikai, a warrior forged in storms, wields the power of the Celestial Iron Body Cultivation, his flesh tempered into living steel. His Death Arms—twin scythes bound by chains—dance like a mythological dragon, crackling with lightning, capturing and tearing apart those who stand in his way. Beside him stands Shinryu, swift and precise, blessed by the Celestial Tiger. His Death Arms, a pair of white leather gloves with retractable claws, strike with divine speed—every slash a whisper of the heavens’ fury. Together, they ascend the path of blood and power, bound by brotherhood yet tested by fate. Their bond is their greatest strength, but in a world where the Death Arms grow with their wielders—feeding on their victories and failures—power often demands a terrible price. As the 10,000-year Reset begins, ancient titans stir, forgotten sects rise from the shadows, and primordial beasts long thought extinct awaken. The heavens will bear witness as Raikai and Shinryu defy the gods—or die trying. In an age where flesh is reforged into iron and weapons evolve alongside the soul—two brothers will challenge destiny itself! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad

Both April and Dean had been killed brutally by loved ones in their past life. April was fool allowing herself to be a puppet pushover by her step mother and stepsister. Dean had have his family's eyes on his fame and power resulting in him being ganged up against. They both died tragically but had chances to be reborn, rewriting wrong and revenging on their enemies.

Joanne Smith, weighed down by significant debt and humiliated by Jeffrey Winchester's cruel rejection just a day before their wedding, transformed her life into that of a multi-millionaire entrepreneur, allowing love to fade into memory. Joanne had one rule in life: money first, emotions later. She built an empire from the ground up, balancing her booming logistics company with the peace of her family farm. When a rugged stranger shows up, desperate for a place to stay, Joanne reluctantly takes him in as a paying guest. But little does she know, he’s not just any guest. He’s the man who brutally rejected her years ago, the one she’s long since forgotten. And he remembers everything differently. Now, living under her roof, he’s fueled by the sting of his own downfall and a hunger for revenge. Will the truth tear her world apart—or bring a reckoning neither of them saw coming? Join me on this incredible journey to find out! I will provide daily updates, and I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Please consider leaving a review and supporting me with GTs, Power Stones, and gifts. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it!

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

In a world where the taming of beasts reigns supreme and adds to a cultivator's strength. But I can't cultivate not thinking about taming beasts. How would he survive? ........ Dean, a rear genius, fell off his grace from being a genius to a useless fellow who was unable to cultivate, making him feel regret because he had tasted what it was like to be celebrated and be placed in high light, and now he was just a piece of trash. How would he survive the ordeal? ..... "Hey, what is he bragging for". "I don't know why, but I am gonna tell y'all a secret". Trying to convince everyone to believe came a pleasing and calm voice. "Zi what are you trying to do? "You are about to cause trouble again". Dean said, worried about what was about to happen; from his voice, one could tell it was not his first experience with this. "I will say that secret now be all ear okay". "Zi, if you say one more word I will turn you off". "Ehn, no I have to say" "No" "No"..... "He is shutting me up". "Am trying to make friends here you share a secret and the bond will become stronger "Dean you won't get away with this! "Please y'all don't be offended by my annoying system (Zi)" "Don't take what happened to heart". ....... I am in a contest right now, so I will need all the help I can get from y'all...... Please add to your library, vote, and leave a review. Thanks. "What! "You could have asked me to tell my friends" "Friends don't listen to...." "Zi who let you out......! "No....... Am doom"

Elaine Monroe never meant to fall in love with him. She never meant for her heart to betray her like this. But as she watches him stand beside another, hand resting on the waist of the woman he’s meant to be with, she wonders if she was always destined to be the outsider. "You knew," she says, voice barely above a whisper. "You knew how I felt." His jaw tightens, but he doesn’t deny it. He never does. "It wouldn’t have changed anything," he finally says. She laughs bitterly. "I know." Loving him was always impossible. He belonged to someone else. To his family’s expectations. To a future where Elaine had no place. "Forget whatever you think you feel," he tells her, voice firm, but there’s something unspoken in his eyes—something that makes it hurt even more. "It will never happen." And yet, his gaze lingers, just for a second too long. Then there’s her best friend—the one who stands beside her when the world turns its back. The one who sees her pain without asking. "You don’t have to do this to yourself," he says, handing her his jacket on a cold night. "You deserve more than waiting for someone who will never be yours." She wants to believe him. She wants to move forward. But some loves are impossible to forget. Some wounds never truly heal. And some desires, no matter how forbidden, refuse to die. _____ "loving him best decision i ever made" Elaine "you are my world"

People all mock ChenTian as a canary raised by the Xiao family, but they don't know that this kneeling body wiping the ground flows with the blood of the top family. Three years ago, a shocking conspiracy led him to voluntarily wear the shackles of a "son-in-law". It wasn't until the night his wife was forced to sign the divorce agreement that he put on a mask with blood red patterns in front of the mirror - the day when Long Yin Yu Yuan would finally be empty. When the gilded invitation turned into a talisman, those who had once stepped on his spine for pleasure would eventually climb up and lick the mud off his leather shoes.

[Announcement - Apology to all readers as this book, The Jaded Boy of the Silversword' will be on an indefinite hiatus because of issues that led me to lose all my draft for this book.] Dean Slain was a powerful slayer even feared among the dragons. However, after ruthlessly living his life causing chaos as the infamous slayer of the dragons, he decided to end his life at the hands of his own disciple. But little did he know after death would he be welcomed with a new life- that too as Carl Silversword, the worthless son of a marquis. Follow Carl as he tried living his new life as a normal person but continuously end up stuck with troubles one after the other. *****

Elias Kane thought he’d hit the jackpot when he and Juliana—a scarred, feral genius—built an app from stolen alien tech, a mind-bending tool that syncs to a voice and rewires wills with a silent pulse. In a crumbling city lab, they fucked, fought, and forged their chaos—25% charge to attune, 10% to command—until Juliana’s revenge spiral turned it bloody. She aimed it at the world that broke her—baristas groveling, professors caving, a dean’s wife drained—until cops hauled her off, laughing, leaving Elias with the phone and a trail of heat and guilt. Now he’s back in Red Devils, his rotting hometown, crashing with old crew Karlee and India under a lie—city burned me out. India, steel-edged dean of Red Devils Community College, hands him a psych prof gig, but Elias doesn’t know she’s in deep with Sal Ricci, a mafia thug who muscled her into power and wants payback—cash, favors, flesh. The app’s at 65%, buzzing with glitches—Signal: Unknown—and Elias tweaks India to soften her edge, a slow burn set to hit in three days. RDCC’s a snake pit—Karlee’s flirty heat, Romi’s raw muscle, AJ’s rebel spark, all ripe for the app’s pull—but Sal’s limo prowls closer, and the alien shard’s hum hints at eyes beyond the stars. Elias’s lies unravel as Juliana’s ghost drives him—keep it alive—and Red Devils tightens its grip. Control’s a lie, chaos is king, and every pulse could be his last.

Dean Rayden's character, Kindergarten Teacher known as Dream by his students, works as a teacher to help him feel better about his past. Romano Carter, the father of his pupil, Ayan, was someone he encountered daily. As they kept running into each other, they could feel their hearts triumphing over their minds. When Dean learns the truth about his donor and their families, what will happen? What would happen to his new, blossoming love because the scent got him inspirited and made him forget his negativity? Will their hearts actually beat in unison? When will they utter the words "My heart beats for you"?

“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?”

Sarah Dean is a beautiful and well-endowed mother trapped in an abusive marriage. She struggles to provide her daughter with the best medical care possible. However, when she is caught siphoning money from the company's account, she finds herself in a face-off with her boss, Ethan Frank, the new CEO of Beau Frank Cosmetics. Ethan, who is an overwhelmingly handsome playboy, wastes no time seducing Sarah. Sarah begins to fall in love with Ethan, but with Edward, her abusive husband, and Lucy, Ethan's personal assistant, threatening to make her life a living hell, she finds herself in a dilemma. Will she be able to convince Ethan to give up his playboy ways and settle down with her, or will she be forced to walk away?

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.

*Title:* Fist of Eternity *Genre:* Martial Arts, Fantasy, Action *Story:* Joon-Oh Kim, a high school student, is a martial artist who possesses a unique gift – the ability to tap into his Chi and Ki. His family, renowned for their martial arts prowess, has trained him in various fighting styles since childhood. However, Joon-Oh's life takes a dramatic turn when he discovers a mysterious, ancient tome hidden within his family's dojo. The tome, bound in black leather and adorned with strange symbols, is said to hold the secrets of the "Eternal Fist" technique. As Joon-Oh delves deeper into the tome, he's confronted by a powerful entity – the "Devourer of Shadows." The entity offers Joon-Oh a pact: in exchange for granting him immense power and abilities, Joon-Oh would have to surrender a portion of his soul. Joon-Oh, eager to surpass his family's legacy and protect those he cares about, agrees to the pact. As a result, he gains access to the "Eternal Fist" technique, which allows him to tap into his Chi and Ki like never before. With his newfound abilities, Joon-Oh must navigate the complex world of martial arts, where powerful practitioners wield elemental abilities and forge pacts with mysterious entities. As he battles his way through tournaments and confronts formidable foes, Joon-Oh must also struggle to maintain control over his own darkness. *Themes:* - Self-discovery and empowerment - Balancing power and responsibility - The struggle between light and darkness *Target Audience:* - Young adults interested in martial arts, fantasy, and action - Fans of anime and manga series like "God of High School" and "Wind Breaker"

"Brutal truth and sweet lies will make the real you but it's you to see the positivity or negativity." - RILEY DEANE "Life doesn't depend on positivity or negativity. It depends on perspectives." -SWEVEN ARCANUM If I am wrong than were you right?

Damien nearly ended the world. Now, his mistake might be the only thing that can save it. Good things come to those who wait. Damien Vale didn’t, and he ended up bound to an Eldritch creature from beyond the reaches of space. It has lived since the dawn of time, seen the world born and destroyed countless times, and wants to be called Henry. Unusual companion or not, Damien was still determined to go to a mage college and study magic. He wants nothing more than to live normal life as a researcher, but if Henry’s true nature is revealed, he’ll be killed. To top it all off, Damien’s teacher is a madman from the front lines of war, his alcoholic dean suspects something is awry with his companion, and Blackmist might possibly be the worst school in history. Damien has to prevent the end of the world, but he isn’t even sure he’s going to make it through Year One at Blackmist.

"Master Sun, your sect is now a well-known sword sect in the northern cultivation world. What do you think of Dean Xu?" "I often tell experts that Dean Xu is my idol. When others were hunting him down, he would find ways to make friends, cooperate with him, and train disciples who had reached the foundation building stage. He would no longer continue to train them and sell them all to other sects. Now his disciples are all over the world, and his people are everywhere." "What do the seniors of the magic sect here think of Dean Xu? He has been hiding his identity and mixing in the magic world for many years..." "Don't talk nonsense, reporter! Our gang leader is the most famous demon in southern Xinjiang. The person you are talking about has nothing to do with him!" "Okay, okay, then I want to ask the head of the Qin Dynasty. The Huanhai Sect is the largest sect in Xize. Xu The dean is secretly in charge of the government, engaging in financial frauds and involving countless sects. Now the creditors are denouncing us outside our venue. How do you respond?" "It's ridiculous. Our leader's surname is not Xu. Besides, we don't have any creditors. All the creditors died in the fight for the ancient cultivation inheritance. Those people outside are just hostile sects who deliberately took the opportunity to mess with us." "But according to our investigation, the ancient cultivation inheritance is a new tomb built by Dean Xu, and the people inside were not all blown to death..." "I'm warning you! This is blatant slander!" "Let's put this question aside for now. What do the Donghuang monsters think of him?" "I want to give birth to his children."-----The dragon girl of the dragon clan said so.

She woke up in a mystical forest with no memory of who she was or even her own name. Soon enough she was to discover that she was dead and her soul was trapped in this realm. But to her surprise, there were also thousands of teens her age, and to her utmost shock, they were all dead… like her. But they were given a second chance by the Deans. Pass the tests, and get a second chance at life. Fail the test, and get sent to the train of hell. She was determined to pass the tests, but there was a problem… she had no powers!

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

Deborah rushed to the hospital thinking her grandfather Johnson Green wasn't going to make it. He was the only family member who was interested in her welfare since her mother died. Her father Patrick was too engaged in the family business to pay attention to his family leaving Elizabeth to manage the household. Elizabeth, Deborah's step-mum has always tried her best to discredit her in the eyes of her grandfather Johnson but all her attempts seem to backfire. Now, Deborah's stepsister Barbara has decided to join forces with her mother in tormenting Deborah and trying to win the favour of Mr Johnson Their intention is to get the old man to sign his will to Barbara and leave Deborah without a penny Deborah is on her way to becoming a graduate and gets in an entanglement with the Dean's son Adrian Rice while also trying to manage the attraction coming from Oscar Lot her coursemate. She faces all these struggles which can only make her stronger and grounded in the long run. Will Deborah be able to handle the pressure of making a name for herself while warding off all who seem to be against her progress. Can the young lady rise above her circumstance? Let's find out.

Camille and Dean will go through their own trials and tribulations, but will they be able to overcome it? Even when tragedy strikes, leaving some feeling abandoned. And then a golden opportunity is presented a chance to fix everything....

Dean Wycliff and Eloise Anette Chereena. Their names are like a beautiful symphony, woven into a sweet high school love story. Everyone envies their togetherness, with laughter that always decorates their days. They are like two perfect puzzle pieces, complementing and strengthening each other. However, life does not always go straight. After graduating from high school, their dreams and ambitions took them on different paths. Eloise, with her charming artistic talent, was accepted into a renowned design college in Turkey. While Dean, with his ambitions in technology, decided to stay in the United States. The separation felt so bitter, like a nightmare come true. Dean felt lonely. The house that used to be filled with Eloise's laughter now felt empty. Thousands of miles separated them, stretching between hope and longing. He spent his nights on video calls, trying to fill the gaping void in his heart. However, a glimmer of new happiness came into his life. Olivia Rosalind, a smart and charming architecture student, began to meet him often on campus. Olivia has a charming smile and a bright aura. Dean's friends even started to match them up. However, Dean's heart was still attached to Eloise. He was not interested in Olivia's charm, even though the girl repeatedly tried to approach him. In Turkey, Eloise's life was no less winding. She found a world of design that was so enchanting, full of color and creativity. In the midst of the hustle and bustle of campus, she met Deniz Ansel Ghaziy, a handsome and talented design student. Deniz had a charisma that was hard to resist. He was always there for Eloise, helping her with her college assignments and keeping her company. Every night, Eloise stared at the Istanbul sky lit by stars. She thought of Dean, his smile, his crisp laughter, and all the beautiful memories they had shared. She tried to remember their promise to be faithful, the promise to never give up on their love. But she felt a tremor every time her eyes met Deniz's.

Dean Voight was an undercover agent with a singular focus—bring down dangerous criminals. Trained to blend in, gather intel, and dismantle the most ruthless gangs from the inside, Dean’s latest mission had him face-to-face with one of the deadliest leaders in the underworld—Thalia. Thalia wasn’t just a gang leader; she was a woman who exuded power, control, and a dangerous allure that made even the most hardened criminals bend to her will. Tasked with infiltrating her operation, Dean quickly found himself drawn into a high-stakes game of manipulation and deception, one that pushed him to the edge of his morals. Every move Dean made was carefully calculated, but Thalia’s unpredictable nature forced him to question everything he knew about himself. As the lines between his mission and his emotions blurred, Dean began to wonder: Was he still the man who followed orders, or was he becoming something else entirely? In the midst of this chaos, Dean’s growing connection to Thalia may be his undoing. Dangerous Seduction is the story of how one agent’s battle for control over his mission and heart will lead him into a world where trust is a luxury, and loyalty is a game.

Regressor In A Strange World is out guys. Go check it out and be sure to drop a few comments ✨ Synopsis: In a mysterious world where various supernatural creatures and forces lurk within the shadows. Upon the age of Awakening- Age fifteen. Dean not only awakens his divinity attribute but also awakens a mysterious, dormant being- it calls itself The Rewind System. Succeeding in entering the prestigious Esper Academy. Dean comes to a realization that apart from espers- humans who awaken their attributes. They are Arcanists- human who make use of the power of belief- Arcana to manifest their wills onto the physical world. Not only that but Transcenders- humans who consume divinity potions at the risk of losing their sanity also exist. Now, Dean comes to the cold realization that his seemingly all-powerful and enigmatic time reset isn't as unique or All-Powerful as he had once imagined it to be. Now tucked in the midst of ancient forces that seek to break out of their seals or ruins, and various forces that fight for supremacy in a world where darkness itself is the closest thing to nature. Dean must make use of his cheat. The Rewind System to his advantage. Making use of his unique time rewind ability, Dean must outsmart his enemies, uncover the secret and lores behind the long lost epochs and most importantly.... figure out the mysteries behind his lost memories. ...So what are you still doing here reading this? Dive into the novel and come back to thank me!