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I couldn't help but chuckle as I leaned against a tree, arms casually folded across my chest. Listening to their bold declarations of becoming the greatest hero made me shake my head in amusement. "You haven't even taken your first steps on this journey, and already you're dreaming of being the best," I said, letting out a sigh. "You guys are nothing but a bunch of fools." My gaze swept over them, a mix of disbelief and pity flashing in my eyes. "If you keep your heads in the clouds like this, you’re going to get yourselves killed." A smirk played on my lips as I turned away, leaving their stunned faces behind. As I walked off, Harvey's words echoed in my mind. "Jealousy," he had accused, his voice taunting me. I tried to brush off the bitter sting that crept up on me, but it lingered nonetheless. I paused for a moment, the faint echo of laughter bubbling up from my chest. "Jealousy, huh?" I muttered with a wry grin before continuing my path.

Betrayed. Humiliated. Bleeding dignity across marble floors. Arielle Vaughn had the perfect life—or so she thought. High society’s golden girl, groomed for power, poised for marriage. Until her picture-perfect boyfriend shattered everything in one cruel, public betrayal. Whispers arose and so did camera flashes. Running was the only thing Ari's shattered heart could think of and she did so out of instinct. What she didn’t expect was to fall into the arms of a hot sexy-looking stranger. His aura gave of mystery, danger in his eyes and secrets in his silence. Leon Mikhailov doesn’t save women. He eliminates problems. In his world, vulnerability is a weakness. Emotions are weapons. But there’s something about the way Ari doesn’t cry, the way she bleeds without begging, that cuts him in a place bullets never reached. He should walk away but instead, he makes her a proposition. Three months. Be his fiancée. Play the part while helping him settle a score that has nothing to do with love ,and everything to do with power. No questions. No feelings. No promises. But in the glittering chaos of the elite...where kings wear tailored suits and criminals toast with champagne, just fake kiss can start a very real war. And love? That’s the most dangerous lie of all. ---

Mysterious gates appeared all around the world a few decades ago. Beings emerged from the gates and brought disaster upon humanity. Humanity called them Demon Spirits. It wasn’t until the advent of Demon Suits and Demon Suiters that humans stood a fighting chance. For some perplexing reason, the world’s number one Demon Suiter, Li "God" Xiu abandons his identity to start over again as a newbie trial-taker. He enters the gates to participate in all sorts of trials, in a bid to seek out the reason that enticed his best friend into becoming a trial-taker. These trials weren't the run-of-the-mill dungeons, ranging from game sports (soccer, basketball, baseball, etc) to athletics. Just as fortune favors the brave, what would Li Xiu obtain on his quest? “Are you telling me he’s a greenhorn?” the other trial-takers frustratingly ask while watching Li Xiu's feats that prove why he's the number one Demon Suiter.

Logan Mercer, an orphan barely surviving on his own, awakened the Spending System as a child. But as a broke teenager struggling to even pay his rent, how could he possibly use it? Bullied by his classmates and cast aside by society, Logan’s life changed the day he was suddenly surrounded by men in black suits. “Your father has been missing for over a year. As per his will, you are to inherit all his assets,” they said. To his shock, Logan learns that he was the sole heir of the Mercer family fortune — and with it came control of major businesses, unimaginable wealth... and the constant threat of his father’s competitors. “System, redeem one billion dollars,” Logan said. [Redeeming One Billion USD...] [Congratulations! Your E-rank fire affinity has evolved into SSS-rank Phoenix Flame Affinity!] Now blessed with talent and wealth, all that's left is training relentlessly, growing his core, and unlocking even more different affinities within it. Follow along as Logan uses wealth and determination to rewrite his fate and grow stronger than anyone ever imagined.

After losing both of her parents in a tragic car accident, Karla Smith, a determined young Australian woman, leaves everything behind and moves to New York City, the place where her late mother was born and raised. Armed with ambition and heartbreak, Karla sets out to rebuild her life and pursue her dreams of working in digital marketing. Landing an internship at one of the biggest and most prestigious marketing firms in NYC, Karla finds herself in a world of power suits, ruthless deadlines, and billion-dollar campaigns. At the helm of it all is Dominic Vale, a strikingly handsome, wildly successful CEO who seems to have the world at his feet. Admired, envied, and borderline worshipped, Dominic is used to getting what he wants... except for Karla. To Karla, Dominic is just another arrogant boss, until sparks begin to fly. But with her focus set on survival, juggling long work hours, university tuition and rent, she has no time for distractions, especially not from a man like him. Tension rises and lines blur between ambition and attraction. Karla must decide what she's willing to risk for her dreams and for a love she never saw coming.

Claire Yoo returns to Seoul after six years abroad—only to find herself trapped in a subway station as the world is bound to a strange system. A screen appears. Stats. Quests. A kobold in a suit. And a message: “Welcome, new player. Survive all chronicles. Prove your worth to reach .” As panic rises, Claire stays calm—observing everything. But she doesn’t know the truth: This isn’t just a game. She’s not just a player. And someone’s been watching her since the beginning.

Nineteen-year-old Ardyn has never left Windmere—one of the smallest and most overlooked of the floating sky isles. A quiet life as a mechanic suits him just fine. But everything changes when an Aerolith unexpectedly responds to him—a phenomenon thought to be reserved for elite athletes. Drawn into Windmere’s Cirran team, Ardyn is thrust into a brutal, high-stakes tournament where flight, combat, and wind-forged instinct decide fate. But as the competition lifts him to heights he never imagined, he begins to glimpse something far more dangerous stirring in the sky.

“Let’s change the job’s contract.” “Sorry?” “Let’s switch it. From a work contract… to a marriage one.” Theo Kingsley doesn’t believe in soft edges. He’s spent years burying the version of himself that once felt too much — the kind and gentle side. His world is built on control, silence, and icy precision. Then comes Daisy Sinclair. The chaos. Former heiress. Newly broke. All pink, perfume, and polished nails. Once a pampered princess trying to piece her life together after her family’s downfall… a downfall Theo might’ve had something to do with. She shows up expecting a job. What she gets is a marriage contract. To Theo, marrying Daisy is a calculated move, a way to silence the side of himself he can’t afford to let out. To Daisy, it’s absolutely insane. But her credit cards are maxed, her options are few, and the Ice King is surprisingly… tolerable. Sometimes? Thrown into a world of cold suits and colder stares, Daisy's mission becomes simple: survive. But as sparks start flying and walls begin to crack, one thing becomes dangerously unclear: Is she melting the Ice King’s heart or just falling for a man who doesn’t know which version of himself is real?

In the heart of Italy’s underworld, the Romano name was law. Alessio Romano—an enigma cloaked in tailored suits and blood-soaked silence—built his empire on fear, loyalty, and a ruthless absence of love. To him, emotions were weaknesses. Power was everything. But even kings aren't free. To seal an old alliance and satisfy his family’s demands, Alessio is forced to take a mate. Even tho he's straight he found an omega boy. A formality. A body. Someone young, untouched, and pliable. Easy to control. A boy. Noah. eighteen. Auctioned like property in an underground brothel. No past, no future—just soft eyes that refused to break, even under the gaze of monsters. Alessio didn’t choose him out of mercy. He chose him because he didn’t cower. Because something in those defiant glances stirred a hunger Alessio refuses to name. And so, they married. Not with flowers or vows. But with contracts—and handcuffs.

The war didn't begin with a battle. It began with silence. A year ago, a colony went dark. No distress call. No survivors. Just a scream buried in static — and then came the monsters. Now, the Apex Dreadbornes — “D-Borns” to the grunts — are everywhere. They tear through outposts, breed in nests of flesh and bone, and adapt faster than humanity can respond. The United Coalition fights back with everything it has. But their deadliest weapon isn’t a bomb or a gun — it’s a rare few soldiers who can sync with Exo-Warframes: advanced combat suits that turn ordinary humans into walking war machines. No gods. No miracles. Just bullets, bone, and blood. Welcome to the Infernal Front.

When Pinky agrees to help her roommate with a one-time housekeeping job, the last thing she expects is to be mistaken for a personal chef—by none other than Fuji Hayworth, billionaire CEO of The Tribe magazine. Fuji, known for his charm in the media and ice-cold attitude behind closed doors, had one simple request: dinner. But Pinky doesn’t cook for strangers—not even ones with Armani suits and arrogant smiles. Her sharp refusal turns their first meeting into a cold war, and before long, Fuji demands an apology. She gives him sass instead. But Fuji isn’t just angry—he’s desperate. His manipulative ex is back in town, and to keep her away, he lies: he's engaged. Now he needs Pinky to play the role—convincingly. In exchange, her roommate keeps her job, and Pinky walks away with a fat paycheck. One week. One lie. No strings attached. Until sparks start to fly. Now trapped in a fake engagement with a man she can't stand—yet can’t seem to resist—Pinky finds herself caught between pride, passion, and a secret that could destroy them both. A sizzling enemies-to-lovers romance full of scandal, heat, and a fake love that feels all too real.

The world is nothing but a giant chessboard—a game where only the cleverest pull the strings and walk away victorious. The court, its schemes, its endless facades… I quickly grew tired of it all. Too predictable. Too draining. So I chose a different game to play: the North. They say it’s a harsh land, wild and unforgiving, filled with scornful barbarians and savage beasts. Perfect. A playground worthy of me, a challenge that suits my talents. Banished by my own father, condemned by a council far too confident, here I stand—free. Free to weave my web, to sow chaos however I please. North, entertain me! And to the rest of you—be patient. When I’m done with my little vacation, I’ll be back.

Short story about person who survive the war against U.S. Forced to be Mobile Suit Pilot but the Mobile Suit was not something made with machine and endless people have died when seat inside it. What will be happen to that person in the future?

Book One of the Sarajevo Series The Princess of Sarajevo Lamija Begović enters every room like she owns it-because one day, she will. Heiress to Sarajevo's most powerful business empire, she's brilliant, untouchable, and raised to conquer. She doesn't ask for respect. She commands it. Ayub Selimović grew up in her world, wearing the same suits, eating at the same table-but never truly belonging. After his father died driving for the Begović family, he was taken in as one of their own. He was never treated as less. But he always knew. He's spent a decade in silence, building trust beside her brother. When he's suddenly reassigned to Lamija's team, she's forced to see what's always been there: a man of loyalty, quiet strength, and a heart that has never once strayed from hers. Their story was never supposed to happen. But Sarajevo remembers everything-and the past always finds a way to rise. Before the wolves, the sons, and the war-there was the princess... And the boy who waited to be seen.

"You let them surround us?!" she hissed at me, drawing her blade. "We’re trapped!" I raised my hand. "Trapped? No. We’re exactly where I want them." —CLICK. The runes beneath their feet lit up in a perfect circle. "...Wait. Was this a setup?" "Of course," I said. "It’s easier to catch flies when they walk into the web themselves." ... My name is Loki. Not the god of mischief, but close enough. In my last life, I was a street rat with a bad attitude and a worse haircut. My hobbies included tricking rich kids, stealing cheap paperbacks, and reading one fantasy novel over and over again. And then I woke up inside it. Not as the protagonist. Not as the villain. Just a nobody. A background character with zero stats and no plot relevance. Worse? I remembered everything. The betrayals. The corrupted kingdoms. The apocalypse disguised as prophecy. The chains. The flame. The end of the world. Oh—and the author? Let’s just say they made a lot of… questionable decisions. So I decided to make a few of my own. Steal the legendary cards. Manipulate heroes. Kill villains before the plot needs them. Lie, cheat, and break the system itself if I have to. Because if fate made me a nobody— Then I’ll become the bug that crashes the whole story. This world doesn’t know it yet, but I’m done playing by its script. I’m not the reader anymore. I’m the rewrite. Checkmate. ... discord: https://discord.gg/59UqUTSZbt

The greatest fear of humankind isn’t death—it’s the unknown. And to face it, something must always be lost." In a fractured world governed by card-suited kingdoms, ruled by secrets, and haunted by the remnants of ancient powers, Walker Soliraine is a man teetering on the edge—of life, of truth, and of himself. When he's dragged into a web of anthology-fueled conflicts and buried conspiracies, Walker must confront not only the monsters lurking in the shadows of civilization, but the deeper terrors buried within his own soul. What must he sacrifice to move forward? And when the truth finally reveals itself, will he be brave enough to look— or will fear make him turn away?

"Don't mention, you don't look like a local; where are you from?" He asked. "You don't have to tell me," he said hurriedly, noting my enquiring eyes. "Not really; I am just passing through," I said warily. "To the vampires land?" He asked. I was taken aback by his bluntness and looked around to make sure no one was listening in. He observed my motions and burst out laughing, as if I had done something hilarious. "You're definitely not a local," he added, still giggling. "Why did you say so?" I am completely bewildered at this point. "Locals already know that this is the meeting place for different races, and judging by your reaction towards my question, you don't know this." I was astounded by this because how could everything alter so dramatically after three years? I took a deep breath again. 'I'm taking more breath than usual today,' I thought as I exhaled. "Yeah, I'm passing through to the vampire land," I responded, still wary of this individual. "Your room is ready," the middle-aged man announced. The man grinned as he saw my bewildered expression and wondered when he'd tell me my room number and give me the keys. "Follow that young man by the stairs; he will take you to your room," he said, pointing to the plainly clothed man near the stairs. "How can I repay you for the gold coins?" I turned to ask after taking a few steps towards the stairs. "Your name would be nice," he remarked, smiling. "Aurora, my name is Aurora," I said, smiling slightly. "Aurora… it doesn't suit you; I'll call you Emerald. That suits you better," he replied, walking away. I was left stunned as I saw him withdraw back. He was joking, right?

DYSTOPIA 99 In a world rebuilding itself from the ashes of collapse, a mysterious tech-corporation known as Tenzashi invites a select group of teens to compete in Project Echelon—a simulation-based program promising salvation, purpose, and a future. But as the trials begin and the veil starts to tear, they uncover a system built not to protect the world… but to replace it. Through AI-bound suits known as AVUs, the recruits are forced to evolve—mentally, physically, and morally—as each simulation pulls them deeper into a game of control, surveillance, and war. Behind the silence of mirrored walls, something watches. Something waits. And not everyone chosen was meant to survive. Welcome to D99. Break the system—or be rewritten by it.

He killed my father. Now he wants my heart. When Elena Moretti returns to the city to uncover the truth behind her father’s mysterious death, she has one rule stay far away from Luca De Rossi, the infamous Don of the De Rossi syndicate. Cold blooded. Untouchable. And the man who might be responsible for her pain. But fate has other plans. A forced marriage, a bloody alliance, and a twisted web of secrets draw Elena into Luca’s dark world. She swore to escape. He swore she’d never leave. To him, she’s leverage. To her, he’s the enemy in silk suits and bulletproof lies. But the longer she stays in his mansion, the harder it is to tell who’s really in control Because the most dangerous place to be Is in the center of the Don's web

Jace Elinham had died and found himself in front of a being of unbridled power and authority. a goddess! Offered a chance at a second life, Jace has to choose three cards which will follow him to the new world. In return for the second life, he has to slay Seven Great Evil Beasts! ~~~~~ "Now, for the final draw—your skill." The last set of cards hovered before him, glowing in a mixture of silver and gold. Jace felt a surge of anticipation as he reached for one of the cards. [Skill Draw] [Fusion] He'd receive two skills in one card. Two abnormal skills! "This second chance comes with its own responsibilities. The seven great evil beasts will not wait forever. When the time comes, you must be ready to face them." Jace met her gaze, a flicker of determination in his eyes. "I'll be ready," he said. "And I'll do it my way." The goddess's smile was full of quiet pride as she raised her hand. "Then go forth, and may your journey be filled with fortune and growth." Blessed with these and reborn as Raiden Goldheart, Jace will rise to the pinnacle of magic in his own way, on his own terms, creating a path that best suits him. All so he can fulfill the Request of the Goddess.

Jace Elinham had died and found himself in front of a being of unbridled power and authority. a goddess! Offered a chance at a second life, Jace has to choose three cards which will follow him to the new world. In return for the second life, he has to slay Seven Great Evil Beasts! ~~~~~ "Now, for the final draw—your skill." The last set of cards hovered before him, glowing in a mixture of silver and gold. Jace felt a surge of anticipation as he reached for one of the cards. [Skill Draw] [Fusion] He'd receive two skills in one card. Two abnormal skills! "This second chance comes with its own responsibilities. The seven great evil beasts will not wait forever. When the time comes, you must be ready to face them." Jace met her gaze, a flicker of determination in his eyes. "I'll be ready," he said. "And I'll do it my way." The goddess's smile was full of quiet pride as she raised her hand. "Then go forth, and may your journey be filled with fortune and growth." Blessed with these and reborn as Raiden Goldheart, Jace will rise to the pinnacle of magic in his own way, on his own terms, creating a path that best suits him. All so he can fulfill the Request of the Goddess.

Years ago, Alpha Logan West lost everything—his Luna, his heart, and his belief in fate. Her death shattered him and the entire pack, and though the world saw a billionaire Alpha rising in power, behind the suits and silence lived a man full of rage. To punish the pack he blames for her death, Logan makes a ruthless decision: he’ll marry a human. Someone weak. Powerless. Unworthy of their traditions. Tessa Grant is chosen—a sharp-tongued, headstrong woman with no idea she’s walking into a storm. What starts as a cold-blooded move of vengeance turns into something neither of them can control. Tessa dreams of moons and forests she’s never seen. Logan begins to feel an impossible pull. The more they resist, the more the bond tightens. But the truth is darker than either of them knows. Because Tessa isn’t just anyone. She’s his Luna… reborn. And the ones who killed her the first time are ready to finish the job.

Genre: Urban Fantasy, Psychological, Mystery, Female Lead, Magic, Supernatural, Horror. Yuki Ayano is a flawless high school girl who seems to have it all — perfect grades, a perfect smile, and the perfect lie. However, beneath her spotless exterior lies a dark, disgusting secret she’s spent her whole life hiding. When one of her classmates vanishes without a trace, and no one remembers he ever existed — no one but Yuki and her best friend — she realizes something is deeply wrong. Soon, she begins seeing things no one else can. Whispers in the hallway, demons crawling on the walls and spirits hunting her. That’s when the man in the black suit appears, calling himself a therapist, and what he tells her changes everything — leaving her wishing she’d never asked. Discord: https://discord.gg/U5nY9FEMVa

This book’s full title is: “Murderous AI: That Time I Got Kidnapped to the Future and My Suit Solves Everything With Explosions” Christopher “Chris” Cross never expected much from his night out in Chicago—until he picked up a pair of sleek, high-tech sunglasses in an old gaming lounge. One bad decision later, he finds himself kidnapped into the distant future, permanently bonded to a sentient A.I. battle suit with an unhealthy obsession with destruction. Now stranded in a world where humanity rules the stars, corporate-backed militaries wage endless wars, and advanced technology is as dangerous as the people who wield it, Chris has a few pressing concerns: • He has no way back home, and his new A.I. co-pilot thinks ‘diplomacy’ is just another word for ‘missile strike’. • The suit he’s wearing is an outdated experimental relic, but somehow, it’s more advanced than anything in this era. • R.A.G.E. wants to solve every problem with overwhelming firepower and keeps offering unsolicited ‘explosion-based’ solutions to everyday situations. • By sheer accident, Chris prevents the assassination of a high-ranking military official, putting himself on the radar of powerful factions—and making enemies he didn’t ask for. With shadowy organizations watching him, dangerous figures hunting him, and an A.I. constantly trying to escalate every situation into a full-scale war, Chris has no choice but to adapt—or die trying. But in a galaxy where power determines survival, he’s quickly learning that controlling R.A.G.E. isn’t just about keeping himself alive. It might just decide the future itself. *** This work will be participating in the 2025 Spirity Awards. Upload schedule: Every Tuesday and Wednesday with a minimum of 4ch/week (I’m a working man. My apologies, readers.) 500 Power Stones/week= 1 extra chp every week for the first three months. First 20 reviews = 1 extra chapter a week for the month. Every 50 golden tickets gifted (when contracted) will unlock a chapter designated at 1 coin for the first three months after being contracted and going premium. (Applies to privilege as well.) That is all. Thank you for reading and don’t forget to add to your library and comment while reading. It motivates me.

Sin had always preferred to be alone, relating to people was never really his strong suit. He sucks at talking, sucks at cooking, has no redeeming qualities, and could kill someone without much thought besides his unique abilities, everyone seen him as a useless hazard. However, as fate would have it, he was forced to join the military and become a spirit hunter - A group of highly strong individuals hand-picked to work under the kingdom to protect and fight spirit beasts, monsters and raid dungeons. After being forced to join, he ended up learning that spirit beasts and monsters were the least of his worries, there were threats far greater out there and a fate much worse for Sin. Which leaves one question, could he change it?

The code name “Shikari” was the only thing that Arun learned from his Status window, about his past. Why he didnt have his memories, when everyone in the Tower of Yggdrasil had theirs, he didnt know. But three things were clear to him from the start. First, he was an anomaly in the Tower of Yggdrasil, and his existence would be erased if the truth came out. Second, unlike others in the Tower, he knew exactly where he was going and was helped by someone outside of the tower. Third, Shikari, meaning The Hunter is a pseudonym that was best suited to him. Because he felt that he had a taste of blood before even setting foot in the Tower. In a world that should breed fear and concern, an environment that makes his fellow players falter, Arun instead finds himself thriving. Perhaps, he was born for this kind of world. _______________________________________________

Dark, dramatic lighting A powerful Mafia boss in a suit, in the shadows A beautiful African woman in white, symbolizing purity and danger Elegant fonts: Title: Beneath the Boss’s Shadow Author: by Pinkylove

I caught the eyes of the monster. A monster covered behind- a race suit and a helmet. Dashing. Hot tempered. Charming. Yet warnings of red flag plastered like an advertisement on my boss or specifically my driver- as his sheep's clothes barely hid those narcissistic, arrogant, and sadist traits. Was I scared? Opposite. I was attracted to this villain. A trepidation. This isn't anymore lovely or professional but feels like- Hades is ready to claim his Persephone. One thing that doesn't match with the equation is I am no Persephone. I won't run or hide. This whatever is going on between us, is about to ruin our lives-'miserably'. Specifically I gave myself to a soul carving demon. My Demon.

Rowan Takeda expected a quiet freshman year—maybe some sketching, maybe some girls, definitely no weapons-grade AIs. But that was before the ICS Lightning chose him. Now he's Avalon Naval Institute’s first male Captain in over a decade… and his life is a full-blown firestorm. At Avalon, the cadets are the weapons: beautiful, brilliant, and bonded to living warships with more firepower than most nations. Rowan just wanted to keep his head down, but after crash-landing (literally) into the wrong dorm room—occupied by a half-dressed German dreadnought—he's declared a pervert, challenged to a formal duel, and suddenly has the entire academy watching his every move. The good news? He’s got Lightning: a flirty, high-spec AI with a taste for chaos and an unhealthy interest in his love life. The bad news? Every Captain here is armed to the teeth, emotionally volatile, and drop-dead gorgeous. And some of them are starting to take a little too much interest in the new boy with the killer instincts and the soft heart. Explosions, duels, emotional confessions, and skin-tight sync suits—Rowan’s going to have to fight to survive, outmaneuver old rivalries, and figure out if falling in love with a battleship is more dangerous than war itself. This is college. This is combat. This is My Life as a Collegiate Battlecruiser.

Who is best suited to care of the son of the strongest after his father is slain by evil? His mother? That would be the case—if she were still alive. His family? He has none. The government? No, they lack the strength to protect him from the same evil and the skill to train him. His father’s greatest nemesis? The only right answer.