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There lived a girl named 'Akari Takahashi' who is the first born in a set of quadruplets. The quadruplets are physically, socially, emotionally,financially and academically stable. They are now 15 years old and are in high school and are known as "The Classic Girls" in school. They always come first in their academics but one day, a boy named 'Tomo Kobayashi' beat them in their own game. And the quadruplets set up a plan to bring him down FOR GOOD! But what will happen when akari falls in love with him. Will she cancel the plan or break his heart. Read This Book To Find Out!

Jay never thought the end would come on an ordinary winter day. He wasn’t ready — not to say goodbye, not to lose everything he loved. In a market bursting with life, one terrible moment rips his world apart. Left broken in his mother’s arms, Jay’s story should have ended there. But when a shadowy figure appears, watching from the edge of his final moments, it becomes clear: death was just the beginning. In a world full of unseen forces and unfinished promises, can love survive even when life doesn’t? Jay’s real journey is about to begin. Because some promises are too powerful for even death to break it. ________________________________________ "Fate isn’t written in stars. It’s scripted in silence—by beings who watch from beyond the veil." When Jay, a normal boy from our world, dies saving his mother, he thinks it’s the end. But his soul doesn’t vanish—it flickers like a candle in a cosmic hall, watched by ancient eyes that whisper of scripts, roles, and a world waiting to be rewritten. Reborn into the powerful Veldrin noble family in a fractured empire ruled by twelve kingdoms, Jay is no longer just a boy—he’s a puzzle piece in a war of fate, power, and gods. But there’s one problem: He’s born as a girl named Jenna, in a world where noble daughters are pawns, not players. With memories of a past life, cosmic secrets buried in dreams, and a kingdom drowning in masked politics and ancient magic, Jenna must decide—will she follow the script, or burn it?

Heroes and villains populate the city of New Philip. In a struggle to stop evil, get paid, and finish school, the Magical Ranger Girls fight crime. However, a silent vigilante, thought to be an urban legend, has been upsetting the city's balance. Can the Rangers stop this Grey Knight?

Chris has just stepped into adulthood, but the fantasies in his head are far from innocent. Surrounded by seductive women, tight gym clothes, and the sweet scent of forbidden temptation, he's discovering that age is just a number—especially when it comes to the delicious Mrs. Jensen. She's his mom's friend. Gorgeous, curvy, and way out of his league—or so he thought. One accidental touch, one long stare, one too-close hug... and suddenly, Chris finds himself on a path where lust burns hotter than the summer sun, and the line between fantasy and reality begins to blur.

Why do I find him interesting?

"No, I'm not. Can we go to the celebration hall?" "No, we can't. If the Alpha sees us there, we are doomed," I tried to explain to my wolf. "Please, Ava, just a look and we will be back." "Can we not go? We can use this opportunity to run away," I asked in a pleading tone, but she didn't respond and just retreated back to my head. I sighed and considered running into the woods, but I shook my head against it and went down the path that leads to the pack house. "Thank you, Ava," my wolf whispered, and I nodded.Despite the chaos in my heart over going to the pack house, I made the effort for my wolf. She was broken, and I couldn't bear to hurt her feelings, especially since this was the first thing she had asked of me. Upon arriving at the pack house, I was astonished by its beauty. The ladies were adorned in stunning gowns, and the men looked dapper in formal attire. I was impressed and found myself excited to explore. "See, isn't it fun?" my wolf remarked. "Yeah, sure," I replied eagerly, wandering around instead of hiding. "Ouch," I bumped into someone and fell. The room fell silent, and as I looked up, I met the angry face of Alpha Maximus Darkwood. My face paled, realizing this could be my last day.

Erika Belion never expected her life to suddenly take such a dangerous turn. She used to be just a low-income omega who worked several part-time jobs just to make ends meet with food and a roof over her head due to a difficult family situation. The wolf never expected that in the middle of a presentation by her musical group in a small speakeasy, her heat would be unleashed, and since she did not have a partner, she ended up emitting irresistible pheromones that, added to her lack of control, turned her act into a spectacle of mockery. That night she felt so humiliated that she had to leave without pay because, in addition to her zeal, she did not have the courage to look her boss in the eyes. But while Erika ran as fast as she could to her car to go straight to her apartment, feeling so embarrassed that she did not realize that from one moment to the next the laughter along with the degrading mockery towards her could be heard in the background. They stopped dead in dead silence. If only he had been in better condition or taken a moment to compose himself, perhaps he would have learned sooner that his heat would have drawn the attention of someone extremely dangerous. Among all the alphas who might have been interested in her for some reason or another... the one who was most interested was the boss of one of the most dangerous mafias on the continent. William Aballay. ----- William Aballay is the leader of one of the oldest and most powerful organized crime families. An alpha who had everything at his fingertips, he thought that in the next few years, he would be busy with the daily grind of managing his, in the process, inherited empire. Unfortunately, this is not his biggest problem at the moment. He is used to commanding and maintaining order for both his followers and his supposed competitors. He can take care of that with his eyes closed and both hands tied behind his back. What he was not mentally or physically prepared for was finding a beautiful woman who caught his attention more than any other woman he had ever met. ----- "William, our relationship is not good..." -Erika whispered, with a trembling voice, turning her back on the alpha, not being able to see him in the eyes- "I bring out the worst in you" -When she was about to run towards the door, he suddenly felt as if one hand was placed on his waist while the other snaked towards his neck, squeezing it a Little- "Ho, my dear Erika" -the black-haired man would tighten his grip a little, bringing his mouth close to the omega's ear, touching it lightly- "you couldn't be more wrong" -the shiver that this action caused only made him smile- "what you saw a few moments ago was simply the real me... the William that everyone fears and respects because he knows what will happen to them if they don't" "W-Wil..." "I would kill everyone I consider allies with my bare hands before I lost you" -he murmured, a dark smile now curving his lips- "I would kill the world itself if it dares to make the slightest scratch on you. You belong to omega... and nothing and no one will change that"

Han Ling’s life had always been empty; this emptiness intensified with the loss of Han Xinrou. A woman he himself had abandoned. Killing became the way to fill this void—perhaps he never truly enjoyed it, but over time it became an addiction, the only way to escape his miserable reality. Death was a release for him. He lived wanting to die. He killed wanting to be killed. It seemed the heavens had heard his prayers. He died. However, the heavens are merciful, giving him a second chance—a chance to live beside his first and only love, a chance to truly be happy. But, perhaps, just perhaps, the heavens aren’t really that merciful after all. ***I haven't decided whether there will be a harem or not***

Quiet, obedient, desirable, attractive, faithful to her master, and only allowed to speak if her husband permits it. That’s how girls are supposed to be. The Perfect Girls is an agency that kidnaps young women and trains them to be flawless, later selling them at outrageously high prices to their future owners. Sara is one of the girls who was kidnapped by this agency and is now being indoctrinated through intense torture to become “perfect” and thus be sold. Her rebellious nature leads her to suffer extreme punishments, to the point where she longs to die. However, she is purchased by a man from the aristocracy—Nick Archer—who will do everything in his power to win her love. Nick Archer has always loved Sara but never had the courage to confess his feelings. Now that he finally has her by his side, he will try to make her fall in love with him... but it might already be too late.

A story which will make you question yourself. # Warning before reading • I am in college and it's my one of the first novel • Please bare with my English and grammar • I would appreciate any ideas for my novel • story update might not be regular

(Note: This is the first book. Be understanding of mistakes.) Those who know Countryhumans knows about humanoid countries and their classic facts. Of course, the fandom is definitely divided into two on one issue: Realism and Ships. My goal here is to blend these two without going overboard and create a new original countryhumans side from my own perspective. Let me be honest, I have different ideas about this fandom and if I can write, this perspective will be valid in the other books I will write. This book will be our guide to both share ideas and prevent misunderstandings later. Thanks in advance for looking. :) I will add a page soon.

"Please I'm sorry about what I did to you before, I'm ready to change. I'll change to the Steve you've always wanted" "And who cares". I asked with pride. "I... I... I think for us to be able to... to be the best, I guess we... we should practice everyday". He said stammering badly as he mopped at me non-stop. "And who cares?" I asked in a carefree manner. I really wanted him back but I also wanted him to get a glimpse of what he and his family did to me. I was at the verge of forgiving him when Blonde hair came into the whole story, now I was falling for blonde hair and also falling for Steve. Please check in and tell me who you think I'm supposed to for....

I’m not some sweet little girl who died and got reborn just to chase a prince. No. I lived my whole life in the shadows. Hurt. Forgotten. Used. But not anymore. I made a promise to myself—I’d make them pay. Every single one of them. This is my story of revenge. But in the end… did I go too far? Was it justice—or just selfishness dressed up as rage? I wanted revenge. What I found… was something else. {Hello everyone, this is based on some previous real life history that really caught my attention and I just had to write it down, I hope you all will like it and I would appreciate your support.}

Facts about the story--STORY ABOUT MY IMAGINATION

Blurb: "How dare you! Who the hell do you think you are?" Senorita hissed, her words laced with venom. "You're nothing but a charming playboy—a rebellious school bully I can’t stand." Sugar leaned back, smirking, his eyes glinting with mock amusement. "And who are you? The Queen of Rose College? How predictable." "I’m Senorita Leo, the only Queen in this college," she snapped, her gaze cutting like a blade. "And I don’t tolerate bullies. Stay away from me, or you’ll learn what happens when you mess with the wrong person." Meet Senorita Leo: The untouchable, confident, and ruthless college queen who doesn’t believe in love. With a perfect appearance and a mind as sharp as her tongue, Senorita runs the college like her own personal chessboard. No one challenges her… except Sugar Langford. Sugar, the charming bad boy with a devastating smile, is everything Senorita hates—a flirt, a player, and a walking disaster. He doesn't believe in love, using women like pawns in his game. But something about Senorita—her fiery eyes, her defiant attitude—haunts him. He can't stay away, no matter how much he tries. Their rivalry ignites like a powder keg, the chemistry undeniable. But when the sparks fly, they both have to confront their own demons. Can these two opposites learn to love each other, or will their pride keep them apart forever?

When college student Heather returns to her childhood sanctuary—her aunt's house—she never expects to find herself caught in a whirlwind of emotions. Tasked with caring for her aunt's newborn, she's transported back to the summers of her youth, where laughter and secrets filled the halls. But what she didn't anticipate was the rekindling of an old flame: her childhood best friend, now a renowned singer. As Heather and her childhood confidant navigate the complexities of adulthood, their undeniable chemistry simmers beneath the surface. Yet, fate has other plans. A new suitor captures Heather's heart, leading her into a relationship that feels right but lacks the spark of true connection. When circumstances tear Heather and her childhood friend apart, misunderstandings and heartache follow. Years pass, and destiny reunites them at a wedding. But the joy of reunion turns to shock when Rhys discovers Heather harbors a secret: amnesia has stolen her memories, replacing them with a life he never imagined. Engaged to another, with children of her own, Heather seems lost to him forever. As they confront the painful truths of their past and the bittersweet reality of their present, Heather and Rhys must decide if love can transcend the boundaries of time, memory, and circumstance. Will they reclaim what was lost, or will they be forever bound by the threads of fate?

"Burned young, marked forever." "Ash does not fade—it stains." "They bloom in brothels and die in whispers." "Where names fade, marks remain." "Their stories are etched in bruises and silk." In a city where nobles feast upon the ruins of broken souls, the slums bleed in silence. Vaën, the only boy in a brothel ruled with an iron grip by Madam Elena, grows up among whispers, sighs, and invisible chains. Slave to others' desires, he endures, he watches… and he learns. But beneath the torn skin, a dark spark stirs. A stolen awakening—taken from the Church before its time—grants him a class as defiled as his life: that of a broken toy, shaped by vice and submission. In this world where class defines destiny, his rise will follow no rule. Through blood, contracts, the bonds of slaves, and poisoned embraces, Vaën carves his path. Not toward the light. But to a throne built from chains, lust, and silence. In an empire where status is paid in flesh and willpower, some are born to be owned. Vaën was born to break the owners.

In the grim, war-torn future of humanity, a young girl named Lili witnesses the brutal fall of her world. When the Plague Demons of Lord Pesti´s descend upon her planet, the skies darken with a toxic green cloud, and soon, the infected rise—transformed into zombies with grotesque smiles and weeping eyes. As her parents become monstrous husks, Lili’s strength and resilience shine through, as she alone survives the chaos, guided by a mysterious, warm light that resides within her. As the last bastion of humanity fights back, Lili is taken under the protection of a battle-hardened Sergeant and his squad of Imperial Guard soldiers. Together, they find refuge deep within the abandoned metro tunnels, surviving for years as the world above is consumed by the infection. But nothing can last forever. When the time comes to fight their way back to the surface, only Lili and the Sergeant remain. In a final act of bravery, the Sergeant sacrifices himself, giving Lili a grenade and a chance to survive—though she, too, is left at the brink of death. But Lili is not gone. Her light, a beacon of life, keeps her soul tethered to the void, where she encounters the Sergeant’s soul, adrift in the darkness of space. In an impossible twist of fate, their bond is so strong that they are pulled through time and space, crashing into the year 1870—smack in the middle of the Franco-Prussian War. But the journey is not without its consequences. The Sergeant’s soul, now intertwined with Lili’s, takes on a new form as Lilis identical twin. And now they are two blonde-haired, blue-eyed, six-year-old girls. Together they must now navigate this strange new world—an ancient conflict, a new identity, and the remnants of their previous lives all converging as they fight to survive once more. Lili’s light may have saved her once, but in this new time, will it be enough to alter the course of history? Will they fight for a better humanity or accidentally destroy it? And in the process, will they ever uncover the true nature of their bond—and the destiny that awaits them? Will they be good girls or not so much so?

George Mfum never planned on inheriting a haunted mansion. But when a mysterious letter delivers him the keys to his late uncle’s eerie Victorian estate, George finds himself face-to-face with more than just cobwebs and creaky floorboards—he meets Amara, a sharp-tongued ghost with a flair for drama and a century-old grudge. As George struggles to turn the crumbling mansion into a livable home, he crosses paths with Lydia Nkansah, a brilliant and bold civil engineer sent to help with the renovations. Sparks fly between them, but Amara isn’t ready to let George go—or share her house with the living. Caught between the living and the dead, George must navigate ghostly tantrums, haunted plumbing, a romantic tug-of-war, and secrets buried deep within the attic floorboards. Along the way, he uncovers Amara’s tragic past, learns the real meaning of letting go, and discovers that love—whether haunted or human—can be terrifying, ridiculous, and completely worth it. Darkly funny, emotionally tender, and delightfully strange, Dead Serious About Love is a horror-romcom that proves sometimes, the scariest thing in a haunted house... is falling in love.