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After graduating, she expected normal. A job. Blazers. Heels. Maybe someone kind to share Sunday mornings and stupid inside jokes. She wanted quiet. Predictable. Not this. Never this. But fate packed its bags and vanished. Because the moment she met him- Her world cracked like a ribcage, And something feral crawled out. She doesn't know his name. Doesn't know where he came from. Only that when their eyes met across the wreckage- She lost her breath. Her grip. Her goddamn mind. He isn't someone you crush on. He's the kind you survive. He doesn't flirt. He doesn't smile. He doesn't chase. But when he looks at you- You run. Or you fall. There's no in-between. And she? She fell. Hard. Fast. Wrong. Because this isn't romance. It's war. A war between peace and the storm that wears a man's face. Where secrets are bullets, the battlefield is a bed, And the only rule is: Don't ask what he's hiding. But secrets don't stay buried- Not when they whisper your name like sin. Not when they leave bruises and paint your soul in portraits you don't remember posing for. She thinks she's smart. She thinks she knows danger. But the truth? Danger saw her first. Years ago. And it never looked away. --- > "You shouldn't fall in love with strangers." "Who said I had a choice?" --- The Hunter isn't a love story. It's a descent. Into obsession. Into madness. Into the kind of passion that doesn't knock- It breaks the door down and sets the house on fire. This is what happens when a girl meets her end. And it smiles. And waits. --- Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE

Arez Redzel, a middle school student known for his laziness, secretly possesses a hidden talent for solving mysteries with his sharp intellect. One afternoon, on his way home from school, he inadvertently crossed paths with a female detective named Rose Claret. Unexpectedly, Rose suddenly asked for Arez's help in finding a house key. Arez, initially reluctant, was abruptly drawn into the situation when three members of the Lupin gang unexpectedly snatched his backpack. Forced by circumstances, Arez had no choice but to collaborate with Rose to retrieve his bag. The Lupin gang informed them that Arez's bag was in an old warehouse. This revelation left both Arez and Rose bewildered about the true motive behind the Lupin gang's actions. However, upon arriving at the location, they were confronted not by the gang, but by a series of deadly riddles that they had to solve. Could they solve these intricate riddles? How would they find the solutions to each challenging obstacle in their path? These questions naturally arise. Yet, their success in unraveling the puzzles was far from the end of their ordeal. Rose persistently urged Arez to join her as a detective, ceaselessly involving him in her ongoing struggles with the Lupin gang. Without realizing it, Arez found himself swept away by the current, slowly beginning to embrace his role as a detective. What further twists await their story? What other riddles will they face, and how will Arez and Rose manage to solve them?

Deek has never had success with the ladies. He’s poor, overweight, and generally unliked. Feeling like a burden on his mother, with his life going nowhere, he spends his days playing video games. However, when a mysterious game ends up in his bag, he is teleported to another world. The only way for a talentless slob like him to get by is to venture into dangerous dungeons for fame and money. Regrettably, Deek always preferred to play support roles, and in this case he picked White Mage. In a world with slavery, where he can purchase beautiful and powerful women as his allies, this might actually work. *Author Note: I am Whatsawhizzer, the original and only author of these books. This is a Whatsawhizzer Web Novel approved account. You can verify in my copyright here https://whatsawhizzerwebnovels.com/copyright/ which includes a link to these works. So, I appreciate the support, but please stop accusing me of plagiarizing myself and certainly stop reporting my account. Thanks.

Kazuto Aoi, once Asia’s most beloved actor-singer, wakes up in a serene fantasy forest after collapsing from stress during a taping. No summoning, no gods, no epic quests—just him and a mysterious camping bag that came with him. He doesn't want to be found. He doesn't want to fight. He just wants peace, quiet, and a good meal under the stars. But this isn’t just any camping gear. His new life skill is: [Ultimate Camping Mastery] — Rank: EX "Grants the user divine-level abilities in camping, survival, and peacekeeping."

“You will all regret this day. Mark my words, Mrs. Judith!” Ethan screamed, his voice trembling with rage as tears streamed down his cheeks. “The only thing I regret,” Mrs. Judith spat venomously, glaring into his eyes, “is not being there to watch you suffer and die in poverty. You're a doomed man, Ethan. You should’ve killed yourself when you had the chance.” Ethan Bianchi was cruelly mistreated and ridiculed by everyone around him—especially by his own mother-in-law. Labeled the "wretched, useless son-in-law" because of a neurological condition that left him physically limited, he became the family’s punching bag. His world crumbled when he was forced to sign divorce papers—only to discover his wife had been cheating on him with one of the country’s wealthiest businessmen. Thrown out like garbage and left to die in misery, no one knew Ethan’s true identity: he was the long-lost son of Italy’s most feared general and the sole heir to a multi-trillion-dollar empire. But Ethan isn't gone. He's coming back—not just for revenge, but to make everyone who wronged him suffer tenfold. How far will he go to settle the score? And what happens when power, pain, and vengeance collide? Read on to discover the gripping tale of betrayal, rebirth, and ruthless retribution.

Tamed Series l +18 Amanda Harrington has always lived a life of luxury, wrapped in designer bags and the comfort of her wealthy parents' endless support. But when her extravagant spending finally crosses a line, Amanda is cut off from her inheritance and forced to live with the Montgomerys, an old family friend. Rafael Montgomery is everything Amanda dislikes—humble, hardworking, and unaffected by the privileges she's grown up with. Thrust under the same roof, their worlds collide as sparks fly. What begins as a battle of wills soon turns into something more complicated, something neither of them expected. As Amanda faces her new life without luxury, and Rafael's own hidden struggles unfold, both must navigate the tangled lines of independence, betrayal, and unexpected feelings. Will Amanda learn to stand on her own, or will the past always hold her back? And when feelings start to stir between her and Rafael again, can she trust him, or will he be another painful reminder of everything she’s lost?

After the final high school exams, Zheng Qing didn't go to the long-desired Imperial University. Instead, he packed his bags, hugged his fox, followed an enigmatic notice, and ventured into an unknown university. Here, there was no advanced math, English, or political philosophy; they were replaced with divination, astronomy, and the philosophy of magic. Extracurriculars here involved demon hunting, And the hobbies were curious and diverse. He would sail the sea of learning and climb the mountain of books. This bewildered young man started his tumultuous journey as a wizard. (Group created: Six Two Three Eight Five Eight Nine Three One, you're welcome to join.)

Shoved into the backseat of his father's car right after graduation, Riley Hale ended up marching toward a company building with a bagged lunch and a pen. Still in his toga, the fresh graduate never thought he’d land in the office of the continent’s top lizard, err, dragon, as his aide. And that would’ve driven any person wishing for a corporate career to tears. After all, who wouldn’t want to serve the fastest ticket up the corporate ladder: Kael Dravaryn, the infamously elegant, unhinged, and extremely overpowered Dragon Lord of the continent? Well, that would be Riley. The same Riley who didn’t expect to spend his days dodging fireballs, dressing his boss in robes more complicated than dark magic, and serving as a literal target during morning sparring. Now trapped in a job he never truly agreed to, the hardworking aide decided to hold out until it was time for his glorious resignation. But leaving a dragon’s clutches could never be easy, especially one with elemental mastery and a finger worth a private army. Yet, as Riley, who longs to quit, attempts to navigate ancient politics, wyvern threats, and other accidents (many of which are definitely not his fault), he might just hallucinate himself into seeing something beneath his boss’s arrogance and molten glares. Maybe he’d actually care if Riley got turned to ash.

Warning: Many, like way many lemons and smuts. C'mon guys, you know it's gonna be a good one there's no need to read the synopsis and everything down here, but for context, you can go on but the potential is the first ten chapters, it won't hurt to give it a go, just try it and then thank me later, oh, I will be the one to thank you I guess. See you on the other side. Let's goooo Infinity Money and Endless Smut, lemons. Only the good goode things... ___ Peter Carter is a 16-year-old orphaned virgin nerd who gets bullied daily at Lincoln High. His escort mother died at birth, he lives with his nurse mom and twin sisters, and his biggest achievement is surviving lunch without getting his ass kicked by quarterback Jack Morrison. ___ Human! That's what I fucking was. Me and Tommy were bottom-tier NPCs in everyone else's highlight reel. All I did was study and jack off to porn, fantasizing about women I'd never touch—Madison Torres, Mrs. Rodriguez, Sofia Delgado. They existed in a universe where I didn't even register as human. But then everything changed. [DING! You have Awakened the Dark Lord Seduction System!] A system born from the sexual frustration of hundreds of thousands if not billions of women worldwide, my mission was clear: liberate sexually neglected wives, daughters, unsatisfied hot students, my gym instructor, CEOs, frustrated teachers, and touch-starved women while earning System Points that convert to real money (1 SP = $100). [DING! Abilities gained: Magical Fingers, enhanced stats, master-level skills... ... Advanced Knowledge downloaded: Master Driving, Massage God, Advanced IT...] The system transformed me from school punching bag to irresistible seductive Dark Lord. Every intimate milestone earns SP—from first kisses to full encounters, cucking husbands saving their neglected wives, widows, wives and mistresses of billionaires while walking on the tight edge of seduction and eventual death if I got discovered by these rich guys I was helping satisfy the wives they'd neglected. Now I'm living a double life: shy nerd by day, dominant seducer by night, making bank while giving desperate women what they've been missing. From bottom-tier loser to supernatural playboy. I turn these neglected women into my women, mine alone as we unleash our hidden desires and forbidden intimacies.

A slow-burn slice-of-life LitRPG with alchemy, reluctant heroism, and one overly enthusiastic pugilist. Aiden Hallowcreek wanted a quiet life—tucked away on a mountainside with nothing but bubbling potions, rare herbs, and his tiny water spirit Misty for company. Sure, his alchemy class isn’t flashy, and leveling up takes forever, but it’s peaceful. Predictable.  Dull. Then Jax, a fullblood wolf beastman martial artist with a love of booze and the subtlety of a landslide, crashes into his life looking for a guide—and maybe a friend. Now Aiden’s quiet routine is upended by fire ghosts, forgotten shrines, cryptic magic circles, and a creeping sense that maybe, just maybe, he was meant for more than backroom brewing. With a reluctant heart, a bag full of potions that may not even be enough, and a party forming whether he likes it or not, Aiden is about to learn that adventure doesn’t always come with a warning label—and neither does friendship. Perfect for fans of cozy fantasy, quirky party dynamics, and underdogs who'd rather nap than fight—until they don’t.

There were three rules to working for CEO Karsten Chevalier. First, bring his coffee brimming hot and black like a starless night. Second, park your attitude outside his office door—his broody demeanour has the room covered. Third, never say ‘No’ to whatever he demands. Not even when he asks you to become his fake girlfriend? (Synopsis) Arata's fiance dumped her through a text on the day of their engagement party. The reason? She is too curvy for his taste! He only entertained her because of her prestigious family name. "Do you think men want a fatso like you? You're nothing without your family's name!" A heartbroken Arata sets out on a journey to discover herself without revealing she is the daughter of a billionaire. She moves to another city, away from her beloved family. ‘How dare he insult me? I love my curves and I will show him.’ Arata is not a damsel; her parents have raised her strong, and now it is time to become independent. Her heart is ablaze with newfound goals. One: to see how people will treat her if she acts like an ordinary girl and hides her identity. Two: to bag a bigger fish than her stinking—joke of an ex-fiancé. She will prove that a man will genuinely love her irrespective of her curves and surname! Arata's new life begins as the secretary of Karsten Chevalier, the CEO of a multinational clothing brand who is renowned for his dashing personality and enigmatic persona. Not much is publicly known about this man. Doused in mystery, the man has his own goals and hidden agenda which will topple Arata's world. Unfortunately, Karsten's handsome face becomes a punching bag in Arata's mind because of his ruthlessly demanding personality and ego larger than Mount Everest. Arata eases her frustrations by going to meet Twisted Rider, the currently popular yet mysterious, masked internet sensation. Both tangle under the sheets and he becomes her safe space as she complains and opens up about her boss. "Will you act as my girlfriend?” Karsten's proposal to become a fake girlfriend for his family events surprised Arata! How will Arata juggle the piling demands of her boss, her own heartbreak and the seduction traps of the masked man she loves to watch in her spare time? Will sparks fly between Arata and her colder-than-Arctic ice boss? Or, will she continue to complain to the masked man that her boss probably has a small PP? This is my entry for WSA 2025, please support it with your power stones. The book is a sequel to my previous novel “The CEO of My Dreams Returned To Me.” But it can read as standalone. A special thanks to Author Hansora for the overwhelming support and encouraging me to publish this book and helping me with the book cover. Want to chat or have any questions regarding the book? Find me on Instagram, Facebook and Discord with the same name.

In countless worlds, mysterious doors appear, leading to an ordinary-looking convenience store. That is, until you see who’s inside. An immortal cultivator ponders over instant noodles flavor, an ancient demon sips a cola, and a primordial beast carefully holds a bag of potato chips. Beings who could shake the heavens stand quietly in line, waiting their turn. At the counter, a young man scans their purchases. No one knows where he came from, but all understand one thing. In this store, rules must be followed. Welcome to the Dimensional Convenience Store, where even the greatest existences must check the price before they buy. — Releasing: Mon to Fri 2-3 chapters. Sat and Sun 2-4 chapters.

"Did I reincarnate as a doomed extra? Hell no! Time to rewrite this script!" Charles was just a college kid glued to his gaming console until he woke up as Rian Cole, the punching bag of the ruthless Storm Clan. His power? Zapping things with electricity! But, to Charles’ dismay, Rian’s body has a mind of its own, short-circuiting every time he tries to throw a punch. In the original story, Rian Cole was cursed with wild, uncontrollable electric powers. Shunned, beaten, and tossed aside as cannon fodder to buy time for the clan leader battling the world’s hero. But Charles isn’t here to play the victim. With no system, no cheats, and a body that seems to prank him at every turn, Charles is ready to prove a "nobody" can flip the game board. The clan despises him, rivals underestimate him, and the battle arenas want him six feet under. But amid the chaos, they show up: girls as stunning as they are deadly, joining his wild ride. First, a stepsister with an angelic face and viper-like schemes, all under the guise of "protecting" him. Second, a quirky warrior who fights hard and teases harder, keeping Charles on his toes in ways he can’t keep track of. The third and fourth girls? You’ll have to read to find out. The ecchi is sizzling, and the harem’s brewing, even if Charles can barely stay upright! WARNING: The story kicks off fast with back-to-back battles, but it won’t always be a slugfest. (There’s downtime for romance and laughs to shine.) Despite the Murim-style outfits and ranks, this tale unfolds in a modern world like ours, packed with elemental powers, magic, and innate abilities. Explicit +18 scenes spark up after chapter 100, clearly marked with a (+18) tag. And yeah, the story dives into fetishes—think feet, butts, boobs, and more... NO NTR. NO YURI. DAILY UPDATES!!

Ayla Caddel thought she’d secured her happily ever after when she married Silas Locke, Maple County’s most sought-after entrepreneur. Ten years later? She’s basically the unpaid maid, live-in chef, emotional and physical punching bag… and apparently, the designated doormat for the Locke family. Her friends on the anonymous group chat she’s in: “He cheated on you again?” Ayla: “It’s just… in a man’s nature.” Her uterus: “Girl, I’m literally infertile now.” She sacrifices a six-figure job to stroke Silas’s ego, scrubs toilets with love, and still chips in for groceries — all while her husband is busy playing house with Elena Simmons, his pregnant mistress. One night, Silas brings Elena home like a guest star on a reality show, along with a major business partner and serves her divorce papers like they’re takeout menus. Heartbroken and still too in love to sign the divorce papers, she runs to the rooftop to scream into the night. But before she can figure out whether she’s crying or laughing, she overhears Elena on the phone with another lover and confronts her. Elena’s response? A smile. And a shove. The pavement rushes up to meet her. Her last thoughts? “Maybe I wasn’t the crazy one after all.” Then… darkness. But the next time she opens her eyes, she wakes up, not in a hospital, not in a morgue — but in her bedroom. Seven years before her death. This time? She knows better and carves out a plan not to let death take her again; Step one: Divorce that ‘perfect’ husband. Step two: Never look back. Step three: Absolutely, under no circumstances, fall for any man ever again— Wait. Who’s clinging to her hips like a love-struck octopus? Ezra Hale, Silas’ oh-so-dignified business partner, has entered the chat. Turns out, Ezra was never interested in Silas’s business. He only stuck around because of her. And the day Ayla died, he crashed his car into a truck and followed her into death with a broken heart. Now? He’s back. Seven years earlier. With one goal in mind: “This time, I’m not letting you marry that idiot.” Miles Penner: “Sir, the shareholders are watching.” Ezra: “Let them. I’m busy hugging my future wife.” And just like that, Ayla’s carefully crafted revenge plan hits a tiny bump in the road… Named Ezra Hale.

The third-tier villain is the kind of background character that exists solely to be a punching bag for the protagonist, the type no one bothers to remember after three chapters. He had reincarnated as Schwarz Skywalker—exactly that kind of third-rate villain. Is the desire for peace too much to ask for?

Everyone dreams of being summoned to a magical world. Except me... I am Alan, thirty years old, white-collar worker, no hobbies and has one annoying best friend named Bob. Bob is an anime-obsessed otaku whose life goal is to become the hero of an isekai world. But me, I just wanted to go home, take a shower and sleep. But one day, Bob opened a portal to another world in his room. And guess who got sucked in with him? Now Bob become The Chosen One, blessed by world with magic and legendary weapons. Me? I am the guy carrying his bags, dodging fireballs and wondering if fantasy world has proper sewage system. This is how my best friend become a Hero... And how I accidentally become his sidekick. ----- This novel start as goofy and funny at first, but as it goes deeper, it become more serious.

Izamuri Sakuta was once a top student in mechanical engineering at Tokyo University. But after his stepfather’s sudden death left him with crushing gambling debts, his life crumbled. Homeless, broke, and abandoned by everyone. Including his ex-girlfriend. Izamuri drifts through Tokyo’s streets with nothing but a bag and a heavy heart. That is, until an old friend, Haruka, offers him a job at a small garage. It's there, under the harsh fluorescent lights and oil-stained concrete, that Izamuri rediscovers something he had long buried: his passion for cars. One evening, while cleaning up, Izamuri uncovers a car under a tarp. It's a Honda Civic EK9 Type R. Tuned and built to be a pure-blooded track machine, stripped of comfort, tuned for war. The white paint gleams under the lights. Carbon fiber panels. An 8-point roll cage. A B18C VTEC engine, singing silently like a coiled beast. He doesn’t drive it, but it speaks to him. And he listens. As he breathes in the faint scent of fuel and rubber, something awakens in him. The car doesn’t just fascinate him. it calls to him. He feels his heart race, not from nostalgia, but from instinct. As if he had once lived for this. As if he was meant to race.

“She was supposed to die, but then her mad lover had other plans.” Reincarnated by her mad lover, who preserved her soul for years only to transmigrate her into another body. At seven, she was sold to a brutal training center where children were broken into machines, and survival was the only rule. After years of grueling training, she completed all her levels at just age 14 and was returned home, with a new upgraded system. She thought she could finally live a normal life, but life had other plans. Her father died, leaving behind a mountain of debt, and her sister was taken by their ruthless debtors. Desperate for money, Sophie agrees to marry an elderly, disabled man, only to wake up as the wife of Shane, the cold, untouchable CEO of Collen Industries, the nation’s wealthiest and most eligible bachelor. ⸻ At the Auction of Adams Industries: “Wait, Sophie. I know you’re not okay,” Olivia said, her voice dripping with fake concern. “Your father’s company was just sold. Do you even have money to eat?” Without waiting for an answer, she reached into her designer bag and pulled out a thick bundle of cash, pressing it into Sophie’s hands. “Here, take this. For old times’ sake,” she added mockingly, like she was tipping a beggar in front of everyone at the auction, making her the laughing stock of the entire town. ⸻ A few months after the marriage: “Do you know what I did to the last person who thought they could touch my wife and get away with it?” Shane said, laughing darkly as he stared down at the pale-faced Dexter siblings. They had all taken part in humiliating Sophie, and he will make them pay. “I had her hands cut off and left her to die,” Shane said coldly. [Author’s Note & Trigger Warning] This is not a love story wrapped in sunshine and sweet kisses. This is a descent. A fall. A journey through shadows. And it will hurt. Trigger Warnings, are found in the first chapter of the book(Prologue). “Sold, trained, and betrayed, now she’s married to the devil himself, and she’s ready to burn it all down.” *With her, his darkness feels like light,*

I am a wizard, my name is Tarquin Darkflame. I have traveled the world for many years and although I look quite young I have am actually very old. The world we are in is a world of magic and other beings, elves dwarves and others far less friendly. I have accumulated a great deal of wealth in the form of gold coins that I keep hidden in a magical Bag of Holding. I have walked into the small village of Willowbrook, located in the foothills and about a days trip to the capital city of Elmswood. Here I plan to make my home. From my home I go on quests to gather powerful artifacts and bring them back for my study and use. With my Companion, Lexi these are our stories.

She thought he was just an accountant — a quiet man, a distant father, a ghost who left behind only a house and an ordinary name. But Maria Moretti wasn’t born for an ordinary life. At twenty-eight, she lives alone — stubborn, independent, healing in silence. Until her godfather shows up on her doorstep with a loaded truth and an order she can’t ignore: “You’re not safe here. Pack a bag.” Her father wasn’t just a man. He was Don Neo-Angelo Moretti. The ghost at the head of a bloodstained empire. Now Maria is pulled into a world of marble mansions, whispered names, and seven men who raised her — guardians who disciplined her, protected her, and kept their silence by her father’s command to shield her from the life he never wanted her to inherit. They see her grown now. Mouthy. Fierce. Complicated. And standing at the center of it all is Felix — the new Don, her godfather, her protector… Their connection isn’t forbidden, but it’s tangled in years of loyalty, silence, and unspoken rules. This isn’t a love story. It’s a legacy unfolding. A war between past and future. Between discipline and desire. Between seven men who would burn the world for her… And one woman learning who she’s meant to be. The crown is hers... But will she wear it — or honor Neo’s wish and reject it? Welcome to the bloodline.

HE DIED BEGGING FOR LOVE. NOW HE IS BACK TO BURN THE WORLD DOWN...and maybe fall in love along the way. Genre: BL | Dark Fantasy | Revenge | 18+ | Apocalypse | Second Chance Rebirth #BL #ZombieApocalypse #EnemiesToLovers #ColdMLxBrokenMC #DarkRomance #18Plus #TraumaRecovery #Revenge #PowerAwakening #SlowBurn #SupernaturalAbilities --- Everyone in the Capital knows about the notorious Greyson family—wealthy, powerful, and rotten to the core. But the real scandal? The arrival of the triplet illegitimate sons, dragged into the mansion like unwanted baggage after their mother died. The younger one, Asher Greyson, became the family’s favorite punching bag: mocked, overlooked, a stain on their perfect reputation. All Asher ever wanted was to be loved. What he got instead was betrayal and a death so cold it burned. After dying at the hands of his half-sister, dissected like an animal for his rare lightning ability, Asher is reborn. But the world hasn’t ended…not yet. This time, he’s four months ahead of the outbreak. He won’t beg again. He’ll become something terrifying that the world itself will kneel down and beg for mercy. The apocalypse began with falling meteorites, shards of radioactive hell carrying the Z-virus. The purple moon will rise and black rain will follow. And from the ashes, ability users will be born… Asher will be one of them. But he’s not the only one walking through fire. Commander Caspian Winters, the Ice Emperor, is haunted by dreams of a boy with lightning scars and crimson red eyes. A boy he doesn’t remember holding as he bled out. A boy he’ll soon meet again. And when they collide, the spark is instant—dangerous, hungry, and inevitable. [The man who once haunted Asher’s final days like a ghost, untouchable and unreadable, now stands before him under the glow of the purple moon. Caspian’s gloved hand tilts his chin up. “You’re not what I expected,” Caspian murmurs, voice low and cold. Asher’s lips curl faintly, eyes glowing crimson. “And yet,” Caspian whispers, “You're exactly what I want.” --- “Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Asher’s voice breaks on the question. Caspian doesn’t blink. “Because every time I look at you…” he says, stepping closer, “…I feel like I’ve already lost you.”] Asher swore he’d never trust again. But Caspian’s ice is the only thing that can soothe the storm inside him. Let the world burn. Let the dead rise. This time, Asher Greyson is taking back everything, his power, his revenge, and maybe… his heart.

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

In her first life, she was a royal punching bag—a forgotten princess locked in the palace dungeon for crimes she didn’t commit. Cold, quiet, and utterly alone, they finally shipped her off in a fancy dress to marry into a foreign empire. She died on day shortly after her marriage. In her second life, she was reborn in the modern world. No swords, no nobles, no prison chains. Just Wi-Fi, snacks, and peace. She loved it. Naturally, but her life ended on one night, Now, in her third life... she’s back in the empire. Again. But plot twist: she wakes up with the power of the legendary First Emperor in her body, god-tier sword skills, and superhuman strength. She could probably conquer the world before lunch. Too bad she’d rather stay in bed or earn money. With annoying princes showing up at her door, a husband trying to woo her after cheating, shady nobles panicking over her return, and her old enemies wondering why she can now casually split mountains with a butter knife... all she wants is a nap, a snack, and maybe a soft pillow and importantly peaceful life and only one thing can give human peace truly find out what it is in novel. Revenge? Ruling? Saving the empire? Nah. She’s on break. but unknowingly she did save everyone.

*What if you could see humanity’s true faces, what if you could see the truth beyond reality* Victor’s mind raced, as he thought of ways to get out of the situation, he didn’t notice that it never crossed his mind to just hand over the bag . No—maybe he did but he subconsciously dismissed it, because as silly as it may sound, amidst the swirl of emotions of fear and anxiety there was sliver of something else… ‘Did he just smile’. The man thought with shock. And then all of a sudden Victor’s free hand lunged for his gun and he instinctively pulled the trigger. BANG!!! A crack split the night. Pain exploded in Victor’s skull. And then—nothing. > After dying under mysterious circumstances, Victor Miller wakes up in a new world—reborn in the body of a teenage orphan. With a strange system called Genesis bound to his soul and an upgraded version of his old empathic ability, Victor must uncover the secrets of his second life, survive brutal training, and rise from the bottom. But this world is not kind. The weak are broken. The strong are used. And the only way out... is through. Join Victor as he ascends from a quiet analyst into something far beyond the divine *Available on Royal Road*

At Houston University's elite campus in Mayfair City, two worlds collide through the lives of Gerald Martinez and Danny Blackwood. Gerald, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, navigates the marble halls in his thrift store clothes while his dark curls frame a face hardened by necessity. His worn sneakers echo differently against the polished floors than the Italian leather of his classmates. Danny Blackwood represents everything Gerald isn't—trust fund privilege wrapped in designer suits, a Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist as he slides into his Lamborghini. The heir to a financial empire, Danny moves through university life with the casual arrogance of someone who's never known want. The catalyst for their collision is Xavier Chen, Gerald's former girlfriend who traded love for luxury when she realized Gerald's potential couldn't match her appetite for Hermès bags and Christian Louboutin heels. Now draped on Danny's arm, she's everything Gerald lost and everything Danny effortlessly possesses. Caught between them stands Naomi Ashworth, the conglomerate heiress whose friendship with Gerald puzzles their social circle. While Alice Montgomery, the school's untouchable beauty goddess, watches from her pedestal alongside Danny's inner circle—Yuri and class president Blondie—Gerald finds support in his dormitory under Rick's guidance and his loyal friend Clinton. As tensions escalate between the dormitories—Rick's working-class fortress and Ivar's white-haired kingdom of privilege—the university becomes a battleground where relationships fracture along lines of wealth, loyalty, and ambition. In Mayfair City's first-class restaurants and boutiques, every interaction carries the weight of class warfare disguised as college drama.

Shaun’s life was already in free-fall: fired from a suspiciously shady job, drowning his sorrows in questionable alcohol, and wrapping things up with a classic car crash. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, decided this wasn’t rock bottom—nope, Shaun was getting reincarnated. But not as a hero. Not even as a sidekick. Nope, Shaun wakes up as **Shaun** (no, not a typo)—a tragic background extra from a fantasy novel. You know, the kind of character whose job is to exist solely for pain, ridicule, and the occasional wallet-theft subplot. This Shaun? Father walked out. Mother ghosted him for a "better future." Property sharks, mobsters, and scam artists all sniffing around what little he owns. But hey, he somehow clawed his way into a prestigious academy! A chance at redemption, right? Wrong. Enter stage left: bullies. First, the villains make him a punching bag. Then the so-called *heroes* decide, "Yeah, let’s take turns too!" Normally, this poor soul would accept his fate, because that’s what he’s written to do. But reincarnated Shaun? He didn’t read that memo. He has… let’s say, *creative solutions* to his problems. Where the original Shaun took beatings with a grimace, this Shaun hands out payback with a cold smile and zero guilt. Bullies? Meet karma, wielded like a sledgehammer. But something’s off. The script’s changing. People are acting weird. They’re *recognizing* him, approaching him like they know secrets he hasn’t been briefed on. And that internal monologue habit he has? Turns out it’s not so internal anymore. A growing number of eavesdroppers think his sarcastic, third-person narration is… important. please do not leave any review both positive or negative until you have read first 20 chapter new chapter is uploaded daily monday to saturday I AM ALSO UPLOADING SAME SERIES ON ROYAL ROADS UNDER THE NAME kingorka

"I am never going to accept you. " I don't care that your my fated mate, it's never going to happen. Why don't you just go and keep sleeping with every girl you come across, or are you already tired of being a whore. She grits her teeth, making Haze frown. "Don't fucking call me that" He says Immediately, trapping her against the wall, trying to fight his wolf for dominance, when he feels a spark surge through his body. The mating bond was itching at his skin. She was sure he could smell the Pheromone scent leaking off her. He took a deep breathe as he tried to control him self , letting out a heavy sigh and a little chuckle. "You'll be mine sooner or later, and when that happens, you'll be moaning my name out of those sweet pump limps. He says leaning closer into her neck and inhaling her scent, leaving no space between them. Haze is used to having any and every woman he wants at his disposal. He was 21, devilishly handsome and without a mate, he believed his mate never existed. Bella was used to being the outcast and punching bag of her pack. she had been bullied and down on by her family and pack. She attends a party with her family where she meets Haze , who is the alpha of his pack and her fated mate. She is disheartened and refuses to accept him as her mate. She had only met him but quickly disliked the fact that he was is a womanizer and had been with more girls than she could count. But Haze is persistent to win her heart and right his wrongs. Will she give in to the mating bond and accept him, or make his life a living hell.

I had thought that my life couldn't get worse when I walked in on my fiancé cheating on me with my best friend. But after a series of unfortunate events, I opened my eyes in a world that I had only read about in a webnovel, the Erudian Empire, ruled under the domineering, bloody reign of Emperor Helio. The worst part? I'm not even the main character! Reborn as Winter Royberg de la Erudian, I am the pitiful side character who is discovered to be a royal bastard princess due to a certain physical trait only the imperial bloodline possesses. But I know the end of Winter's story and the unwanted royal punching bag is framed as a witch and killed at age 16 on the guillotine due to the scheming of the cruel empress. An aloof, murder happy father? Check. Psycho half-sister? Check. Meddlesome author who wants me to follow the script? Double check! I don't want to die an early death again, so I'm determined not to ever be discovered as a royal again. But before I know it, I'm trapped in a palace of blood and opulence playing tricky games of power, games I have no clue how to win. How will I survive to adulthood in the imperial palace and get my happily ever after? And am I really the only person who fell into this world? *UPDATES 1-2 TIMES A WEEK* *1500 TO 3300 WORDS PER CHAPTER*

[Status: Ongoing] ***I update when I can and have time*** ~~~~~ "I can't help but love you, even though I try not to." ~~~~~ “Every time you speak all I hear is the shrieking of a dying cat!” “Well, every time you speak I want to strangle myself!” They both shared a small silence after their statements. “Screw you, Lewis!” Clair humphed and turned her heels, changing her direction to her bedroom. “Lewis? Did you just call me Lewis?” James’s eyes turned wide as he marched after her. “Yes, and?”
 “Well screw you too Ainara.” Clair gasped. “You dirty little-“
 “You started this first!” Oh, she begged to differ. “You man child!” “Are you seriously speaking right now? You’re acting like a child yourself!” “Whatever I’m out of this stuffy palace!” “If you’re going to run away at least don’t announce it. Look how that turned out for you last time.” He mocked. “Well, third times the charm! L-E-W-I-S” She raised her hand picking up her pace as he still followed behind her persistently. He suddenly stopped and said, “Fine. You can try to run away I don’t care.” Clair halted her steps and turned around. “Really?” She asked. He could imagine literal hearts in her eyes right now. Not responding he turned around and walked to the opposite direction where his room was, only to realize they had the same bedroom! He then turned around and entered their room, slamming the door shut. Clair scoffed and ran down the hall to make her grand escape. ….. A few minutes later, If the guards who were trying to help up their unconscious fellow guards, didn’t witness their King pick up their Queen and drop her on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, they would have thought he was carrying their Queen’s corpse. With her head hanging low Clair groaned. “You said I could escape.”
 “No, I said you could try.” ******* Cold-blooded.Cruel.Demoness.Killer. That’s what they labeled her as, not that they were wrong. She was feared amongst all killers, many said the devil himself was afraid of her. But others insisted she was the devil herself! This was the way she survived, the way she trained herself for the most important day of her life. The day she could take revenge on the man who had stolen all her family members from her. Saved by her adopted father in the attempt to give up on her own life, she received a new identity and chance. Just when she thought she was able to put her past away, someone shows up with the intention of marrying his son off to her. Since when did she get men as offerings? Sure she was a goddess, but guys chill out! "It was love at first sight!" Her adopted father insisted. The way they both tried to strangle each other as soon as they met, was love at first sight? What are we? What have we become? -------- (TW's: mentions of sexual assault, r@pe, and suicide.) Instagram: Author_lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv

Hera goddess of marriage is witnesses her Husband cheat on her, after eons of asking him and bagging him to stop, she decides she's had enough this opens her eyes to the actions of the gods, then decides to rebel. Please leave reviews. powerstones so I can get engagement and improve my writing so this story can become it's best version.