Dahlia Vixen

I died as a hardcore gamer, only to open my eyes in a cultivation fantasy I once played. Not as the hero. Not even as a helpful mentor. or a big villian... But as the cannon fodder destined to die before the first act even concludes. I recognize this world instantly—the sprawling mansions of nobility, the immortal sects hidden in misty mountains, the power hierarchy where cultivators stand above common folk. I've played through this story dozens of times, defeated every hidden boss, unlocked every secret ending. And now I'm trapped inside it, wearing the skin of the game's first villain. My position? The worthless young master of a prestigious family, universally despised yet secretly possessing a dormant bloodline that nobody in-game ever discovered because this character dies too quickly. But something is wrong. Characters are behaving differently than they did in the game. Events are unfolding in unexpected ways. The cold beauty who should immediately despise me seems strangely interested in my skills. The vixen villianess who orchestrated my demise now studies me with curiosity. Is my presence changing the storyline? Or was there always more to this world than what players could see through their screens? With each deviation from the script I memorized, my meta-knowledge becomes less reliable. Yet it remains my greatest weapon as I navigate political intrigue, forge unlikely alliances, and desperately work to awaken powers that were never meant to be unlocked by a character designed only to die. I refuse to be expendable. I reject the role assigned to me. In a world where destiny is supposedly predetermined, I will rewrite the algorithm itself—or break the entire system trying.

[Reminder: Yuri, GL, wlw, yandere] Everyone knows the story from the protagonists perspective. The savior. The chosen one. The one who gets the happy ending. But what about her? The so-called villain. The "crazy ex." The fanservice eye candy with no depth. This isn't their story. This is hers. Dahlia always wanted love. She just… wanted it a little too much, but hid it. They found out eventually. Right after the whole kidnapping-her-ex incident. They called her a monster. They burned her at the stake. Problem is… monsters don’t stay dead. [DING!] 「 You have awakened the Yandere Witch System. 」 Warning: All obsessions will now be weaponized. Would you like to… pursue your target? [YES] [ABSOLUTELY]

To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg. In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books. Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate.  She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess. Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself. The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything.  Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose: To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate. Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down. Their bond is a burden. Their affection, a lie. But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real. And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

What happens when, along his journey, a powerful god suddenly becomes curious about mortal life—a life he’s never experienced? How thrilling would it be when a god, born as a god, suddenly decides—on a whim—to descend into the world of men and indulge in the pleasures of mortal existence…? [A/N: Author is a transcendent daoist of culture and a firm believer in Milf supremacy!] A mighty, ancient god… The God of Souls—Deus Anima! Ambushed by Zeus, the so-called Heavenly Emperor— A maniacal tyrant who seeks to kill and destroy any existence he deems a rival. Wounded, cornered, and left without a means to reincarnate… He suddenly remembered a certain world. A world he saved from utter destruction exactly eighty-three years ago. A world he sealed and tucked away in a special plane of his divine dimension. Upon arriving, what he found shocked him— The Soul Species he treasured most were on the brink of extinction. But fate wasn’t done with him just yet. Among the dying embers of that world… Two souls shone brilliantly. Two souls that met his standards. And so… it begins. Not a path to power—because he’s already powerful beyond comprehension— But a journey through planes and dimensions… Hunting and killing gods. Building his first ever harem in a world were he's worshiped as the one true God... * A/N: Due to plot and the unique nature of his rebirth, smut scenes will begin around chapters 27–35. Once they begin— It’s back-to-back carnage and carnal pleasure, blended with intense action! This plot has depth, heat, and heavenly thighs. I promise—the wait is worth it! Excerpt: “In every Soul, there is a Universe! And in that universe—you are king! And when you are king… you give the law. Every being must bow to it!” “Zeus… you made a grave mistake. You dared to go against me—do you not realize that I am the unspoken ruler of your empire… of the entire Heavenly Plane!?” “Worry not. For I will return. And when I do… I’ll take your head. One by one, I’ll slaughter every last hypocritical god and angel!” “I am the only law. The king of Rebirth and Reincarnation! You really thought… I would die so easily!?” A voice echoed through a space so dark and vast it seemed infinite. Ethereal. Divine. Mystical. But little did he know— Not everything… is what it seems. Follow the Soul Mancer, God of Souls, as he embarks on a journey across planes— Slaying gods, enchanting beauties, and unleashing divine retribution upon heaven itself. Milfs, mortal maidens, and mature vixens beware. #SMUT ✓ Check #Domineering MC ✓ Check #Overpowered ✓ Check #Dark & Gritty ✓ Check #Character Development ✓ Check #OP MC ✓ Check #R18+ ✓ Check #Harem Building ✓ Check #Magic & Mayhem ✓ Check #Reincarnation ✓✓ Double Check Alternative Titles: Rise of the Ancient God of Souls Deus Anima: Rise of the Soul Sovereign God of Souls Ascending This book is entered into the WPC! So please— Read, Vote, Review, And recommend to your cultured friends. Let them experience divinity... one steamy chapter at a time. DISCORD SERVER! https://discord.gg/FnYXhK3A

Seraphine Elion was raised to follow duty; born to a bloodline of soldiers whose loyalty ran deeper than love. Callum Virell was groomed for power, heir to the wealthiest business empire in the country. Their fathers as sworn siblings, they promised each other's child in a marriage neither wanted. Six years ago, Sera broke the engagement to pursue love on her own terms. But fate has a cruel sense of irony—when Callum kneels to propose to another, it's Sera who stands before him instead. Bound by family expectations and unspoken histories, the two enter a marriage built on silence, bruised pride, and buried wounds. As Callum clings to memories of his first love, Dahlia, and loses himself in long nights of alcohol and smoke, Sera fights to hold the crumbling pieces together—not just for duty, but for something dangerously close to love. But Sera is not the same woman who once walked away. She’s stronger now. Fiercer. And she’s not here to beg for affection—she’s here to claim the man who was once promised to her. In a world where legacy trumps choice, and desire simmers beneath cold glances and quiet dinners, can two broken souls find something real in a marriage neither chose?

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] He is her salvation. She, his demise. Yet, he refuses to let her go… Mineah, the youngest Princess of Ebodia, was cursed at birth to remain untainted and bring misfortune to those around her. This prophecy looms over her like a dark cloud, growing bigger every year it does not come to pass. She exists in hushed rumors as a pitiful figure - fragile, meek, unwanted. Underneath that mask is a strong and feisty vixen worthy of being a queen. And this would-be queen has set her eyes on breaking her curse, even if that means tricking the most cunning vampire ever born. Nikolai, though reclusive and enigmatic, is revered by the Kingdom of Valcrez as a wise and powerful ruler. Unbeknownst to his loyal subjects, his image of perfection is a web of lies that if exposed can send their kingdom and everything they hold dear crumbling beneath their feet. When these two find their paths crossed in a marriage alliance, the game of Crown's Seduction begins. But just who is the hunter and who is the prey? ******** Excerpt: “Why are you stripping naked in front of me?” she questioned with a frown, doing little to hide the irritation in her voice. Her goal was to capture only his heart, not his whole body! “Am I not allowed to have a bath with my wife?” he remarked with a cold tone. “I purposely asked for a big tub to just make sure that the two of us will fit in it together.” She sighed, not tearing her gaze away from him as she regained her composure. Seeing him smirk she forced herself to get comfortable as he spoke. “That’s more like it. You said it yourself that no one forced you into marrying me. Instead, you offered and volunteered yourself willingly for it, so I expect that you’ll be confident enough to share a bath with your husband,” Nikolai confidently stated. “After all, we’ll do more than this soon enough.” Shameless… Preventing herself from rolling her eyes, she managed to give him a smile as she said, “Don’t blame me if you die on me then.” **** Note: Volume 1: Main Story Status - Completed (Chapters 1 to 403) Volume 2: Side Story Status - Completed (Chapters 404 to 472) Volume 3: Side Story Status - Completed (Chapters 473 to 491) **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

RE-EDITING IN PROGRESS (Kindly bear with this little author) : Mature content R-18+ ★★★★★ "Then why is Miss Feng here?" "Since you refused my first offer, I have a new proposition for you?" Holding his gaze, Feng Tian stood, taking each step slowly towards him before proceeding to lean on the table in front of him. "I. Want. You. To. Be. My. Man." He was her redemption and she was his vixen, they couldn't be more perfect for each other. Five years ago, Chun Huan watched powerlessly as her whole life was being torn apart, she then swore before the heavens to pay back those who took everything from her in two folds. Now, reborn as Feng Tian, a name clouded with mystery and great power, she returns to a world where those who wronged her have long forgotten the depth of their cruelty. she returns to a world where her enemies have forgotten all about their grave and cruel mistake. Fate, however being fate, has a different plan in place. In exchange for her new life, not only must she bring retribution upon the evildoers and set everything back in place, but she is also bound by an unspoken debt to protect the man whose selfless act towards her years ago came at a devastating cost. Determined to shield him from the dangers lurking in her shadow, Feng Tian devises an unconventional plan: to make him her man. What begins as a calculated strategy to keep him close quickly spirals into something far more intense. As their fates intertwine, their complex web which had already being intertwined began to grow stronger. But the path to redemption is never easy and as Feng Tian edges closer to reclaiming what was stolen from her and navigates her new life, she faces one question that could change everything: Can she truly have it all—revenge, power, and love—or will her pursuit of justice destroy everything she’s fought to reclaim? ★★★★ Follow me on social media. Instagram: @zzetania P.S ( The picture used for the cover does not belong to me.)

"She builds weapons. He starts wars. Falling in love was the most dangerous move." Kiana was born a noble — but never the favorite. Overshadowed by Rose, the charming, talented cousin her family took in and slowly chose instead, Kiana learned early that love could be stolen. And in trying to take it back she rebelled — not out of cruelty, but desperation. It only made things worse. When her engagement shatters — her father gives her one year to build a name in a kingdom that cages women like her… or surrender her freedom to a marriage chosen for her. Armed with nothing but her late grandfather’s banned craft of weapon-making and a will forged in fire, Kiana starts building weapons. Building a name. Building her own future. But the more she rises, the more dangerous her world becomes — and the more she draws the attention of Crown Prince Reuben. He should have been her enemy. Instead, he becomes her shield — and the only one who sees the fire beneath her scars. But love is a risk she can’t afford. And as Kiana climbs, so do her enemies. None more dangerous than the sister who once held her hand.

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A princess's duty is to be beautiful, quiet, not loud, to be seen and not to be heard, which was how Dahlia lived most of her life. Bound by the expectations of her title, she spent years trying to prove to her father that she was more than just a princess and capable of being more than an ornament in his court but each time she never got the chance. Instead, she was forced into a marriage of convenience with the bravest knight in all the kingdom, Reagan Hawthorne. Dahlia thought she would use this marriage to escape the brutal crutches of her father and glide out of her cage but Reagan’s cold disdain was an unexpected prison of its own. While he waged wars on distant lands, she stayed behind, holding his household together and protecting the people he seemed to ignore. But Dahlia carried a dangerous secret. By day, she was the perfect wife. By night, she became the "Black Knight," a masked vigilante fighting for justice in the shadows. Reagan returned, ready to focus on his personal mission: avenging his father’s death. To him, Dahlia was just another pawn in his plans—a spoiled princess he needed to tolerate. But as cracks began to form in her perfect façade, Reagan couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to his wife than met the eye. Now, with enemies circling closer and their secrets threatening to collide, Dahlia and Reagan must confront the lies they’ve told themselves and each other. But when masks fall and truths are revealed, will their fragile bond withstand the storm—or will it shatter beyond repair? One wound. One secret. One night that changes everything.

He destroyed her kingdom. Now he wants her heart. Taken as a concubine by the ruthless King Malek—known for razing realms with his god-like powers—Seraya swore she’d never bow. But the more she resists, the more obsessed he becomes. In a palace of jealous rivals and deadly secrets, Seraya must survive his obsession, outwit his enemies… and guard her heart before it’s claimed completely. Because soon, she’ll discover exactly why they call him the Conqueror— and what becomes of those who dare to defy him. -Enemies to Lovers -Tyrant King x Captive Princess -Palace Intrigue -Soul-bonded Fates Teaser Preview: Seraya didn’t look back. King Malek watched her disappear beyond the hedges, striding away purposefully, not allowing her pride on full display. Interesting. He stood in the garden’s center, arms loosely folded, pulse annoyingly fast. A part of him—cold and calculating—should’ve left by now. Should’ve called a guard to escort her, reminded himself she was just another unwilling offering from a conquered land. But the rest of him, the darker, quieter part… was intrigued. She was different. Most women fell over themselves trying to please him. Some wept. Some flattered. Others performed needlessly grand gestures to gain his notice. But Seraya? She hid under tables and looked at him like he was something less than impressive. Like he was just another guard with nothing to offer her. It was maddening. And strangely refreshing. Malek sat back down on the same cushion she’d just vacated, still warm from her body, her scent lingering faintly—honeysuckle and sun-warmed linen. This, he thought. This is the scent that has been evading him the past few weeks. He’d gotten lingering traces of it at times when he’d enter a room, but it was always a ghost of a scent. At times it had lingered around that little red headed concubine, Jane or something. She was decent in bed, eager for sure. But not what he wanted. Lying in bed afterwards, her true scent came out—apples and ivy, and left him feeling empty. What had first intrigued him had been an illusion. But he knew it existed somewhere in the palace. He’d felt like a bloodhound the past few weeks searching for its true owner. Of course it belonged to the little vixen who has been avoiding the king like the plague. He took another deep inhale. His hand drifted to the spot where her fingers had curled into the edge of the cushion. He let out a breath and chuckled softly to himself. “You really don’t know, do you?” he murmured to the empty garden. She hadn’t recognized him. Not without the crown, the robes, the ring of soldiers and desperate concubines. And gods, that made it even better. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him without fear or flattery. She hadn’t lied to protect herself. She didn’t pander. She just was. Honest. Guarded, yes, but there had been a spark behind her eyes. A fire buried beneath the survival instincts. He’d seen it. Felt it. She hated him. And it thrilled him. He leaned his head back against the stone wall and closed his eyes, letting the filtered sunlight wash over his face. This garden had always been a quiet place, but now it felt… alive. Perhaps because for once, he didn’t have to be the king. He could be Lex—just a man in training clothes. Just a shadow on the edge of her world. And she had let him in, just a little. “She thinks I’m charming,” he mused aloud, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Poor girl.” He wouldn’t reveal himself yet. No, not until she was well and truly tangled. Until she wanted him—and hated herself for it. Until she looked at Lex the way all the others looked at Malek… and realized too late that they were the same man. But it wouldn’t be easy. She was flame wrapped in thorns. And if he reached too fast, too hard, she’d cut him before she burned him. He liked that. He hadn't meant to linger. A quiet moment int he library-that's all he wanted. But instead he found something better than peace. A challenge.

"Sometimes the ones we fight hardest with... are the ones our hearts fight hardest for." In Pages of Us, Roxy, a fierce, stubborn, and a little too loud—spends her teenage years wrapped in rivalries, heartbreaks, and the kind of friendships that bruise and heal in equal measure. Now a grown woman and a writer, Roxy pens down her story before marrying the love of her life. She begins to tell the story of how it all began—of six broken kids, tangled hearts, and one unforgettable journey to find out what it really means to love someone. A coming-of-age story about love that grows in the unlikeliest places.

The Realm of the Dead. A place of horror - ghosts, demons, dragons. This is what eighteen year old Dahlia has been told her whole life - but a simple fatal mistake she makes leads her to question everything she knew about the Realm, her family, and herself. A story about a weak, sensitive girl thrust into an unforgiving, unknown world learning about friendship, enemies, and what it truly means to be brave.

"She was never meant to be seen. He was never meant to exist." In the quiet town of Gloria, Aidan lives in hiding—his blood potent, his identity dangerous. Bound by a secret past and the weight of a curse, he crafts potions for survival and watches over his younger twin, Adeena. When an invitation arrives for a royal ball in the capital, Aidan makes a choice that will haunt him: he lets her go. Dressed in borrowed silk and escorted by a paid chaperone, Adeena enters a world of chandeliers, masks, and veiled intentions. Aidan stays behind... at first. But when his uncle warns him of a shadow moving within the palace—one that knows what he is—Aidan infiltrates the event, unseen, cloaked in secrecy. The ball ends in fire. The girl vanishes. Aidan’s blood can heal—but not rewind time.Adeena smiled as the violins swelled. Draped in sapphire blue, her hair pinned with borrowed pearls, she looked older than her years—almost noble. No one in that ballroom knew she’d come from a forgotten village. No one knew her chaperone was paid. No one suspected the boy who sent her here was watching from above. Aidan stood among the shadows of the chandelier beams, breath held tight, gaze fixed only on her. He was never meant to be seen—not here, where his father’s face might be recognized in his own. Eldric gave the signal. Everything’s fine. But it wasn’t. A woman in red silk approached Adeena. She smiled too much. She moved too slowly. And when she touched Adeena’s hand—just a brush—Aidan flinched. That’s not Dahlia, he thought. And it’s not Mary. The chandeliers exploded. The glass rained like cursed snow. By the time Aidan reached the ballroom floor, Adeena was gone. Turning is a gothic fantasy of stolen identities, cursed bloodlines, and a brother’s descent into a world that was never meant to remember him. For readers of Heaven Official’s Blessing, Who Made Me a Princess, and The Abandoned Empress.

a man who worked himself to death finds joy in being reborn as a fox

[r18+ content / Book Status: COMPLETED] She described herself as his worst nightmare. But to him, she was his most beautiful dream... A vicious and dangerous vixen… A ticking bomb that no one could diffuse… This was how Raine, the infamous Princess of one of the three clans of an underworld group called MIRAGE, was often described by humans and the mythical creatures in disguise coexisting with humans. Everyone was scared of her. Well... everyone except for one man who never batted an eye meeting her glare. Could he be the only one who could tame the untamed? Or would he end up getting played by the naughty and dangerous Princess of the Moon Clan? *****EXCERPT***** “Being with me is always a game…” she whispered, staring into his eyes with her fiery gaze as if to challenge his cold stare. “You should have known that I’m willing to play any game you want just to stay by your side. After all… you’re my sweet vixen…” He leaned closer to the point where his lips almost touched hers, “You're not someone that can be easily forgotten. You are someone who drives other people crazy, and you drove me insane!” She parted her lips to say something, but all she felt was his familiar warmth on her lips as he silenced her. He was kissing her hungrily, leaving her no room to even think let alone say a word. His chest felt like a hard rock pressing her against the wall. “Don’t fight me… Don’t fight what you truly feel for me...” He wanted her so badly and he would stop at nothing just to make her his! ***** Follow all my works at WWW.LINKTR.EE/EUSTOMA_REYNA Book cover is mine, AI generated.

Hikari played an MMO as a healer girl, reaching the pinnacle of players. However, she never expected to become her player character. Moreover, she was supposed to be a "normal" elf race, so why does her status say "Goddess?" How come this 2D dragon servant became a voluptuous vixen? Acting like a Goddess? Screw that! I would rather hide under a rock! But everywhere I go, I can't help but be revered! What is this!? Discord: https://discord.gg/dZHeq66j8y Cover by: Alice - https://vgen.co/this_is_ALiCE_draws

Zhao Min was betrayed,slandered and mercilessly executed-framed by those she trusted the most, including her fiancé. Reborn as Lyra Li, she carries a soul burning vengeance and a vow:to hunt down every last one of her enemies and rise as the most feared being the world has ever known. No longer a victim-she is rebirth incarnate and this time......NO ONE DARES LAY A FINGER ON HER. Watch her rise and watch them fall. Let's see how it turns out. XOXO THE AUTHOR

I was the forgotten daughter, just a name in a noble family too busy praising my brothers. Then one royal decree changed everything. Now I, Elianna Halewyn, the fiancée of the crown prince. The cold, untouchable, terrifyingly perfect heir. Cael Virellith. Feared by kingdoms. Worshipped by the court. And obsessed with me. To the world, he’s power and poise. To me? He’s chaos in a crown. He calls me his queen… his pet… his everything. And when he looks at me like I’m his to destroy or worship, I forget how to breathe. But in the palace where love is a weapon and crowns are curses, there are whispers. About a prince born from shadows. A girl who was never meant to rule. And a love that just might ruin us both. Royalty. Obsession. Secrets. One girl caught in the eye of a dangerous love story. Ready to get consumed?

(The book also known as: Love is War: Crashing My Rivals Book 1: Class Reunion. The whole story is now free access in kindle unlimited! :) https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FC352SLG) At a class reunion after ten years, my old love rival Jimmy came face-to-face with his dream princess, his ex-girlfriend Elsa. But she wasn't the pure angel he remembered—she'd transformed into a sexy, seductive vixen, and she was now tangled up with me, the playboy he once thought he'd beaten, in a way that made their past romance look like child's play... But the real shock I delivered to Jimmy went way beyond that— When he learned that after their breakup, I was the one who popped all three of Elsa's cherries—and saw his once-gorgeous black-stockinged ex-girlfriend up close, wearing an anal plug with my cum dripping from her stretched flower chamber, he got the memo: love is a fucking war, and so is fucking... One battle's loss doesn't mean shit! In the end, I won this war, hands down! I waited ten years for one fucking chance! I'm not here to prove I'm some big shot, although I'm—I'm here to shove it in my rivals faces that what I lost, I'm damn well taking back!! And as the winner, I'm gonna humiliate the loser 'til he breaks!!!

People say that when a man becomes middle aged, their appearance and energy will become weak. Ye Qing Xin doesn’t feel that way. At least Jing Bo Yuan is not, his appearance and energy is still really great. Jing Bo Yuan refuted: I am just thirty five years old, it’s still a long time untiI I reach middle age. … Jing Bo Yuan, born in a rich family, he establishes Bo Wei company, he is a great one in the business world. Everyone thinks he is: mature, serious, strict, and fathomless. That kind of strict, serious, and successful man, suddenly does romance with a younger woman. He marries a young wife, who is younger by fourteen years old compared to him. Ye Qing Xin, is a little girl that leads a wandering life. She suddenly married to an old and well-known family and becomes the object of jealousy of everyone. … According to the gossip, Mrs Jing is a vixen that hooks with her pure of heart and few desires. She makes the strict Mr Jing falls in love with her. Another gossip, Mr Jing spoils his young wife without any limit. During an interview. Interviewer: “It’s known that Mr Jing at first to marry Mrs Jing because of her young age and beautiful face, is that right? Except her beauty, is there any good point about her?” Jing Bo Yuan: “I love her. I don’t care whether she is beautiful or not. I married her. She doesn’t need to have any good point. Falling in love with me is her greatest good point.” The interviewer is surprised and asks: “Mr Jing and Mrs Jing, when was your first meeting? How did you get to know each other?” Jing Bo Yuan: “Our first time meeting was fifteen years ago…” Interviewer: “….” Fifteen years ago, he saved her. Fifteen years after, he gives her a life. …….. Twenty one years old Ye Qing Xin became the most loved one in the Jing family. Old Madame Jing: “Xin Xin ah, hurry up and drink this bowl of bird nest.” Old Mister Jing: “Xin Xin ah, this jade bracelet from our ancestor is for you.” Papa Jing: “Xin Xin ah, this card is for you, you can buy everything you want, don’t be too modest.” Third uncle of Jing: “Bo Yuan, don’t you bully Xin Xin, if so I and your Third auntie will not let you off!” Third auntie: “Em Em Em!” Second Uncle: “I don’t have anything, I will just send you a special bodyguard.” Ye Qing Xin: “…..” I’m just pregnant, why are they doing all of this?

Ever wonder who your future wife is? Who your future husband is? Seventeen-year-old Alexander Lyra wonders the same thing, and gets the alarming news that indeed, against his will, he most certainly does have a girl set aside for him, whether he likes her or not. Watch as he comes to find out that the relationship means much more than just love, as both he and the girl, Dahlia Tanklin, are Carmators, supernaturally enhanced human beings that must look out for one another lest they lose their power. Among only a few hundred other Carmators in the world, they come to find that their role in a two-way bitter family rivalry is more important than they know. Follow in a fast-paced, adrenaline-racing story as they team up with their friends, Selanya Burnov, Nick Bolstrum, Saint Farnon, and more in a desperate struggle to end conflicts of powerful families before the world itself comes to total destruction.

Ren y Carmen no son héroes. Ni villanos. Ni siquiera empleados decentes. Son dos desastres ambulantes que, por razones absurdas, terminaron contratados en la oficina más extraña y caótica del multiverso. Entre jefes interdimensionales con crisis existenciales, papeleo infernal y tareas imposibles de entender, su única estrategia es improvisar... y no morir en el intento. Pero entre todo ese caos, algo más empieza a colarse: miradas que duran un segundo más de la cuenta, bromas que solo ellos entienden y una extraña, retorcida forma de cariño que florece entre tragedias, errores y sarcasmo. Casi Profesionales es una comedia negra con romance accidental, donde las malas decisiones son la norma, las situaciones ridículas son diarias, y amar a alguien puede ser tan peligroso (y ridículo) como firmar un contrato sin leer la letra pequeña.

Terrence, the eldest son of the leader of the Dahlia pack, was framed for killing his stepmother and got cursed at a very young age, all thanks to the jealousy of someone near to him... but no one knows the truth While Terrence received the hatred of everyone after he was kicked out of his pack, his little brother Erick, received the love of everyone around him. When the annual tournament came Terrence's father asked him to return because it was time to marry him off to an Alpha and leave the family forever…. Without knowing that his arrival will bring with him many entanglements and surprises... ꨄ Book cover made with Pinterest's images Illustrations' rights to their respective authors.

Luna is a young 21 year old women who has a very hard life. She just got fired, lost her boyfriend to another woman, and her mother died of cancer, all on the same day. Luna is all alone in her world. It is not until Luna's mother's will comes in and the only thing that was given to Luna by her mother was a bracelet. The next thing that happens to Luna will change her life forever. As soon as she puts on the bracelet Luna is taken to a whole new universe! But that's not the only crazy part! She is transformed into a beautiful vixen beast! Now Luna must embark on a dangerous yet exciting adventure to uncover the truth of who she really is inside.

Absolutely. Here's the full write-up again, now with the list of symbolic criminal case references placed in **chronological order** based on when the events occurred: --- Symbolic Criminal Case References (Chronological Order) 1. **University of Texas Tower Shooting** (1966) – Charles Whitman 2. **The Zodiac Killer** (late 1960s–1970s) – Encrypted letters, cryptic messages 3. **The Son of Sam** (1976–1977) – Claimed orders from a demon-possessed dog 4. **The Hillside Stranglers** (1977–1978) – Ritualistic behavior, fixation on sex workers 5. **The Alphabet Killer** (1970s) – Symbolic disposal patterns 6. **The Atlanta Child Murders** (1979–1981) – Serial killings with ritualistic elements 7. **The Lipstick Killer** (1940s, referenced symbolically) – Messages written in lipstick 8. **The Tamam Shud Case** (1948) – *Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam*, mysterious code 9. **The BTK Killer** (1974–1991) – Encrypted letters, biblical references 10. **The Jonestown Massacre** (1978) – Scripture used to justify mass suicide 11. **The Oklahoma City Bombing** (1995) – Anti-government ideology, *The Turner Diaries*, April 19 12. **The Black Dahlia** (1947, referenced symbolically) – Body arrangement, psychological symbolism 13. **The Unabomber** (1978–1995) – Anti-government ideology, coded manifestos 14. **The D.C. Sniper Attacks** (2002) – Tarot card with message “I am God” 15. **The Note Found in Ricky McCormick’s Pocket** (1999) – Two encrypted notes 16. **The JonBenét Ramsey Case** (1996) – Ransom note with coded language --- Merged Symbolic Paragraph Before the tower fell silent at the University of Texas, he left behind a detailed note—an echo of inner torment, or perhaps pain too deep for language. He claimed the voice came from a dog possessed by something unholy, a creature of command and chaos. At the scenes, messages bloomed in lipstick on walls, cryptic and trembling. His rituals were not just acts—they were obsessions, patterns of disposal that spoke in symbols, bodies arranged like offerings, buried in rhythms only he understood. He moved with the weight of ideology, anti-government and apocalyptic, whispering from the pages of *The Turner Diaries*, choosing April 19 like a ciphered prayer. A copy of *The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam* lay near, its spine cracked open to a code no one could read. Letters arrived, encrypted and biblical, sent to newspapers like warnings. In blood, he wrote of endings and scripture. The ransom notes were riddled with language that might have been code, or madness, or both. Some letters spoke in symbols, others in verses. Scripture was not quoted—it was wielded, used to justify the unthinkable. In his pockets, two notes slept, encrypted and silent. And in the end, a tarot card remained, bearing a final message: “I am God.”

This is fuckin stupid I have diplomatic immunity so like Luke , intent or in ur ass pull ur head hit out ya? Absolutely. Here's the full write-up again, now with the list of symbolic criminal case references placed in **chronological order** based on when the events occurred: --- ## Symbolic Criminal Case References (Chronological Order) 1. **University of Texas Tower Shooting** (1966) – Charles Whitman 2. **The Zodiac Killer** (late 1960s–1970s) – Encrypted letters, cryptic messages 3. **The Son of Sam** (1976–1977) – Claimed orders from a demon-possessed dog 4. **The Hillside Stranglers** (1977–1978) – Ritualistic behavior, fixation on sex workers 5. **The Alphabet Killer** (1970s) – Symbolic disposal patterns 6. **The Atlanta Child Murders** (1979–1981) – Serial killings with ritualistic elements 7. **The Lipstick Killer** (1940s, referenced symbolically) – Messages written in lipstick 8. **The Tamam Shud Case** (1948) – *Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam*, mysterious code 9. **The BTK Killer** (1974–1991) – Encrypted letters, biblical references 10. **The Jonestown Massacre** (1978) – Scripture used to justify mass suicide 11. **The Oklahoma City Bombing** (1995) – Anti-government ideology, *The Turner Diaries*, April 19 12. **The Black Dahlia** (1947, referenced symbolically) – Body arrangement, psychological symbolism 13. **The Unabomber** (1978–1995) – Anti-government ideology, coded manifestos 14. **The D.C. Sniper Attacks** (2002) – Tarot card with message “I am God” 15. **The Note Found in Ricky McCormick’s Pocket** (1999) – Two encrypted notes 16. **The JonBenét Ramsey Case** (1996) – Ransom note with coded language --- ## Merged Symbolic Paragraph Before the tower fell silent at the University of Texas, he left behind a detailed note—an echo of inner torment, or perhaps pain too deep for language. He claimed the voice came from a dog possessed by something unholy, a creature of command and chaos. At the scenes, messages bloomed in lipstick on walls, cryptic and trembling. His rituals were not just acts—they were obsessions, patterns of disposal that spoke in symbols, bodies arranged like offerings, buried in rhythms only he understood. He moved with the weight of ideology, anti-government and apocalyptic, whispering from the pages of *The Turner Diaries*, choosing April 19 like a ciphered prayer. A copy of *The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam* lay near, its spine cracked open to a code no one could read. Letters arrived, encrypted and biblical, sent to newspapers like warnings. In blood, he wrote of endings and scripture. The ransom notes were riddled with language that might have been code, or madness, or both. Some letters spoke in symbols, others in verses. Scripture was not quoted—it was wielded, used to justify the unthinkable. In his pockets, two notes slept, encrypted and silent. And in the end, a tarot card remained, bearing a final message: “I am God.” ---

Synopsis: Eliza, the beautiful and fiery princess, is poised for a grand marriage that promises to cement her place in the kingdom’s political future. Yet beneath the shimmering ball gowns and the courtly decorum lies a burning desire that she cannot quell—an attraction to a mysterious, enigmatic painter who lurks in the shadows of her palace. Unknown to her, the painter, a man known only by his art, is hiding a deadly secret. He is an assassin, hired to kill her father, the king, as part of a dark conspiracy. But when their paths cross at a grand ball, their chemistry is undeniable. Their secret encounters spark an illicit, dangerous love, and the assassin finds himself torn between duty and desire. He is captivated by Eliza, not knowing that she is the very daughter of the king he is meant to kill. As he watches her beauty and innocence, he is haunted by his role in the conspiracy, but the lines between duty and love blur. Torn by his feelings for Eliza and the weight of the contract hanging over him, he makes a life-altering choice: he will protect the king—not kill him. In doing so, he must confront both the enemies lurking within the court and the powerful, dangerous feelings he has for Eliza. The stakes have never been higher, and the truth of his identity could destroy everything.

It's been two years since I last saw her. I had thought my departure would be rewarded with happiness and wealth. But I was wrong... Those two years, I failed miserably. And in those same two years... I left you alone... Is there any chance for me to see you again, Dahlia?