Swastik Epitome

She believes in true love. He doesn’t believe in love. But what is love, really? She is the epitome of success—a star people look up to and admire. To him, however, she is merely a business transaction, a partner chosen to enhance his status. To his friends, she is just a fool in love, a pathetic figure begging for affection. Then shocking news emerges: her first true love returns, throwing him off guard. He realizes he has been nothing more than a substitute for her first love. He should be angry, but instead, he finds himself overwhelmed by emotions he can’t express or understand. Is this possessiveness, or is he finally learning to love her? She is determined to return to her first love, but inside, she is torn. Did she really treat him as just a substitute, or did she actually come to love him? What are they supposed to do when love is a question mark?

"Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely…" Man, these words are simple yet very true. The one who said these words must have really been… "corrupted," hehe. Does power corrupt? Maybe. But why? Is it power's very nature to corrupt? If that's true, does that mean everyone who has power is… corrupted? And if they are, then how much? Partially, slightly, or fully? Who, then, is the most corrupt? Is it the police, who have the power of law over the people who break it? Or is it the military, with the power of weapons? Or is it the politicians, controlling the police, the military, and the infamous red buttons? Or perhaps it's the people who fund those politicians—those who control everything from the shadows. To know who is the most corrupt, we need to figure out who is the most powerful. If I asked a random person, "Who's the most powerful being?" they'd probably answer with one word: God. Well, it makes sense. I mean, God Himself says in His holy scriptures that He is the source of all power. The most powerful being there was, is, and will ever be. If He is the source of all power... And if power's very nature is to corrupt... Then does that mean "God," the source of all power, is also the source of all corruption?! I rubbed the back of my neck, my lips twitching into a nervous smile. Probably not, but then again… Angels, the second most powerful beings, worship God and cannot disobey Him. At least in Islam, they can't. Christianity? Well, that's a whole different ballgame. So I don't know—maybe. But what about the people who believe in God? There are plenty of radicals out there. I mean, I've seen enough news stories about people blowing themselves up in the name of God. Killing others in His name. Some even believe they're chosen by God, so they kill for Him. Are they believers in God? Corrupted by the Devil? Or enlightened beings who see something my dumb self doesn't? I squinted, tapping my fingers rhythmically against my thigh. Man, I don't know about Hell, but after all these blasphemous thoughts, I don't think God's letting me into Heaven either. Now, everyone's probably wondering, Why are you talking about these blasphemous things? Well, it's my grandma's fault. "What did she do?" Nothing! It's not what she did—it's what she said. When I was little, my grandma used to say, "If you have nothing to do, think about God." So, technically, it's her fault. Title: The Duke's Youngest Son Is Unbearable Asher, the youngest son of an esteemed archduke, is infamous for his arrogance, sharp tongue, and reckless demeanor. To the outside world, he’s the epitome of a spoiled noble, but beneath the façade lies a storm of confusion and turmoil. Memories of a past life on Earth haunt him, colliding with his current existence, and leaving him questioning the very fabric of reality. A dungeon raid at Aetherion Academy turns into a life-altering event when a rivalry with the commoner prodigy, Elvin, spirals out of control. Left for dead, Asher experiences his first "awakening," a mysterious phenomenon that not only heals his shattered ether core but also grants him the power to manipulate space and time. His revival raises more questions than answers—why was he brought back, and what does this awakening truly mean? Asher’s newfound abilities catapult him into a world of intrigue, where nobles play dangerous games, ancient secrets resurface, and shadowy powers stir in the background. His abrasive personality and sharp wit make him enemies at every turn, but it also hides the growing weight of responsibility and guilt he carries. With each stage of his awakening, Asher’s abilities grow stronger, moving from controlling objects and altering the physical world to rewriting the very concept of time itself. But with great power comes consequences, and the line between saving the world and destroying it becomes increasingly blurred. join Asher in this journey.

Asher Williams was the epitome of arrogance—a spoiled young master who spent his days in reckless indulgence, from empty affairs to ruthless beatings of those he deemed beneath him. Among his victims was an orphan boy, a powerless target Asher humiliated in a fit of anger. Years later, the tables turned. That same orphan returned, now a fearsome disciple of a reclusive martial arts master. When their paths crossed again, the boy shattered Asher’s pride, broke his body, and ended his life. But death was not the end. Asher awoke, regressed to the very day he was meant to torment the boy. This time, driven by fury and desperation to escape his doomed fate, Asher chose a darker path. He unleashed unspeakable cruelty on the boy, torturing and killing him in a grotesque display of malice. Yet, as the blood dried and Asher thought he had rewritten his story, a glowing blue screen materialized before him: [Congratulations, third-rate villain. You have defied fate, killed the Chosen One, and awakened the Vile System.] But in a world where fate refuses to be denied, Asher is about to learn that escaping his role as a stepping stone comes with unimaginable consequences.

Hikaru, an average salary-man and the epitome of a model Japanese husband, lives a monotonous life of work and responsibility. One evening, while dozing on the train ride home, fate takes a twisted turn. An accident shatters his mundane existence, and he wakes up to find himself in a completely different world… now in the body of a young man. Claiming an unusual skill called Internet Web Surfing, Hikaru discovers he can order anything from Earth, be it tools, food, or weapons, and have it delivered to this new world. Armed with this overpowered ability, he decides it's time for a fresh start. No more playing the obedient, goody-two-shoes husband. This is his second chance, and he’s going to seize it unapologetically. Unshackled from the rules and expectations of his previous life, Hikaru embarks on a hedonistic journey of pleasure and power. Not even strict doctrines, awkward surprises, or ancient taboos will stop him from indulging in his desires and conquering everything—and everyone—he sets his sights on. **** Amateur writer so please ignore my grammar. It's kind of like wish fulfillment, so MC will not be facing tense situation and betrays and stuff. There will be NTR but MC will be the one doing the did always. No questionable things, all normal 18+ kinks. I am a big believer in enjoyment on both sides, so the erotic scenes will never be one sided.

He was Mu Jia's second young master, the epitome of desirability in City C, pursued by all the celebrated beauties. She was a foster daughter of the Wen family, rumored to be as fat as a cow and more robust than a man. Everyone said she wasn't worthy of him, yet he still married her. Wen Laibao accidentally committed a murder and was sentenced to three years, and everyone said her life was over. However, three years later, she shed her excess weight and made a stunning return, appearing before everyone with a beauty that overshadowed all others and married the most feared man in City C, who turned out to be a wife-pampering fanatic!

Her heart broke when seeing her fiance, who is also her childhood sweetheart and her sister cheated on her engagement party. She publicly called off the engagement, only to exchange it for becoming the wife of the foremost young CEO. Before meeting her, everyone thought that the foremost young CEO, was the epitome of an aloof and abstinent god. But ever since he had his young madam, he became clingy. "Darling, hug me!" "Darling, kiss me!" "Darling, sleep with me!"

"Teacher, why does the Church call summoners evil?" The priest’s voice was grim. "Because they defy the gods. They summon horrors that devour worlds. It is not just power—it is corruption given form." A student hesitated. "But could one not use that power for—" “Silence!” The priest’s eyes burned with fervor. “There is no redemption for a summoner. And now, they speak of the worst of them all—a Summoner of Shadows. A heretic who will plunge the world into eternal darkness. He is the epitome of evil, and when he rises, he will destroy us all.” ————————————————- [New Extra Character Registered… Cedric Everhart.] [The Extra System has initiated.] Awakening as Cedric Everhart, ninth prince and prisoner, he carries a curse: the most reviled class in existence—[Summoner of Shadows]. To survive, he must harness forbidden power, evade the Church's wrath, and face a world that sees him as the enemy of all. They call him evil. But he will decide what rises from the shadows—ruin or salvation. ————————————————- Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ZpjGK28uyG

In the sweltering heat of a Bangkok suburb, a new semester dawned on the public university, casting a spotlight on the city's most infamous clique: The Elite and The Tops. Renowned among students from various schools and universities for their captivating visuals, impeccable style, and intriguing aura, they were the epitome of youthful glamour and sophistication. At the heart of this tangled web were three individuals bound by a shared trauma: Siriporn "Siri" Ratanawong, the stunning 19-year-old architecture student with a secret she dare not speak; Ratchanon "Chan" Chaiyaphum, the charismatic law student with a penchant for painting and a hidden past; and Sarawut "Wut" Thongkham, the brooding medicine student with a talent for art and a soul tormented by guilt. Their lives had intersected in a tragic dance five years prior, when they witnessed the brutal murder of Siri's older brother, Chaiwat. The killer, shrouded in mystery, had left an indelible mark on their psyches, a scar that still throbbed with pain. As they navigated the treacherous landscape of university life, the past began to stir, like a serpent awakening from a deep slumber. The Elite and The Tops, sworn enemies since their private secondary school days, found themselves unexpectedly reunited at the public university. The tension between them was palpable, a powder keg waiting to ignite. Little did they know, their lives were about to become inextricably entwined once more, as the unknown killer began to weave his way back into their lives, leaving behind a trail of eerie whispers and unsettling memories. The scent of jasmine and smoke lingered in the air, a haunting reminder that the past was never truly buried. As the semester unfolded, Siri, Chan, and Wut would find themselves torn between their desire for justice and their need for survival. Would they be able to confront the darkness that had haunted them for so long, or would it consume them, once and for all?

Eight homunculi girls, who consider each other as sisters, are brought to life in the Netherlands, Zuid-Holland, through advanced genetic engineering, each embodying one of the Seven Deadly Sins: Maeve, a Dutch princess, epitomizes pride; Benesha, of the aristocratic African Badila family, embodies wrath; Haniya al-Bacchus, a Moroccan girl, radiates lust; Mandane Esfahani, a Greek and Persian girl, personifies sloth; Eliza IJzerhart, from the wealthy Dutch IJzerhart family, exemplifies greed; Minah Sawada, a Japanese-Korean girl, manifests envy; and Kayla Graven, of Surinamese and Dutch heritage, represents gluttony. Maria, the eldest, was created without any singular sin, a supposed embodiment of perfection. However, this perceived flawlessness becomes her greatest curse. Shunned by her fourteen parents and seven sisters, Maria discovers she harbors the dormant essence of all seven sins, a power that awakens when she is abandoned. Consumed by grief and existential despair, Maria’s yearning for acceptance mutates into a thirst for vengeance. She questions her existence: was she nothing more than a prototype to ensure her sisters’ creation? Wrestling with rejection and her fractured sense of self, Maria vows to make her family experience the pain and emptiness that has defined her existence. Her quest for vengeance ignites a global catastrophe. Starting at the school she and her sisters attend, Maria unleashes a viral apocalypse, transforming humans into ravenous, vampire-like creatures. As the world crumbles, Maria’s inner turmoil and destructive power become a central challenge—not only for her sisters but also for humanity itself. Tasked with helping the homunculi overcome their sinful natures are Sansula Badila, Benesha’s human younger brother, and his partner, Hannah Katz. Their mission becomes even more urgent as they confront Maria, the most formidable and broken of the homunculi. Will they succeed in reforming Maria and her sisters, or will Maria’s darkness consume them all? Copyright © 2025, Yedidyah Beneki

Li Xing, a man who reached the epitome of power and became known as the one king. One day as he was passing by the Fallen Tear river, he meets a woman–Ruan Qing, a daring girl that falls for Li Xing at first sight. (Been watching a lot of Cdrama's)

Danman Uuam, a powerful being born directly from reality, is a member of the Captain's Guild and one of its 7 captains. Unbeknownst to him, he is the prophet foretold by Ra'al, a dark mage who predicted the coming of Doom. As the story unfolds, Danman will eventually discover his true nature and the catastrophic fate that awaits the world.

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

[Warning: This book contains Strong Language and Mature Content] On her eighteenth birthday, Ravenna felt the weight of exile as she was outlawed from her home because she could not shift to a werewolf, a mark of shame in their world that revered power. Away from all the ridicules and hate, she had at least a more peaceful life, until a beautiful storm knocked at her door. Deceived by its enchanting waves, Ravenna welcomed it with open arms until she was swept away into the deepest depth of the ocean of love. Being a daughter of an alpha, that was not supposed to happen even if she was not living in the pack anymore. Falling in love with the king of darkness. Alaric! He is the epitome of danger. But then, she turned his life upside down. From a heartless man to an obsessive lover. All he wished was to keep her with him. Even if it meant chaining her to himself. Whether what he felt was infatuation, desire or... he just would never ever let her go. Let no man or beast separate him from what he had claimed and marked; else they would face his unceasing wrath. **************** "Am of no use to you, why do you still insist on keeping me?" She just wanted to hear him say it. That he loved her as much as she did. She was becoming more desperate as days went by, maybe more than desperate to the extent of destroying herself in this love. Alaric paused and kept his laptop aside. He held her hand and brought her in front of him before pulling her to his lap. Silently, he sniffed her neck and licked it, then replied, "Because I want to." He continued his actions, and his hands were already moving under her dress caressing her thighs. Ravenna took a deep breath trying to stop herself from diving into pleasure as always. "Will you ever say it?" Her voice came out as a low yearning plead and with his advanced hearing ability, Alaric did not miss a word. "Say what?" His hand reached her pant ready to tear it apart. "That you love me." Her words made him pause abruptly before looking at her. As usual, his eyes were blank with no hint of emotions making Ravenna feel like she was just fooling herself. For how long could she endure this? "Do I?" He asked not tearing his gaze away from her eyes that were already tearing up.

Pablo Castillo was the worst, the evilest, the biggest criminal in the whole world. He was the ominous figure known as Criminal X. It’s a name that sends shivers down the spines of those who utter it. His past, a mysterious enigma, shrouded in darkness, only adds to the legend of the world’s most notorious criminal. However, Pablo’s reign of heinous crimes comes to an abrupt end when a specially trained military force, an elite group made especially to capture Pablo, finally apprehended him. The capture of Criminal X sent shockwaves around nations, for this man had defied all laws and moral boundaries. The world watched as he was brought to the highest court to face the consequences of a lifetime of malevolence. The International Court of Justice, in a bid to administer justice that matches the magnitude of his crimes, bestowed upon him the most excruciating execution ever conceived. The world erupted in celebration as news of his demise spread like wildfire. An international holiday was declared, a day of liberation from the tyranny of Pablo Castillo. The day was named with triumphant fervor. They all called it—World Independence Day. Pablo Castillo was a man so evil that even the kindest of Gods couldn’t find pity for him. But… Some Gods needed that man. That too, Desperately. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

Stuck in my own twisted tale, I, the writer of LEAVE ME OR TAKE ME, am now Princess Elara, bound to marry the icy Crown Prince Kaelen. My own fictional world, once a mere canvas for my imagination, has become my inescapable reality. It would now appear that Kaelen, the man I had created as the epitome of indifference, proves to be infinitely more complex. At every turn, danger lurks, and the line between fact and fiction begins to blur. I am faced with a decision: succumb to the tragic fate I'd written for my protagonist or take hold of my destiny, even if that meant going against the very story I had created.

In the bustling city of wealth and prestige, Aria Fredricko stands out as a brilliant and ambitious high school student. With her stunning beauty, fierce determination, and cheerful demeanor, Aria is the epitome of a rising star. Her dreams are bigger than just being a CEO's wife – she wants to be the CEO herself. Aria's passion for learning and her dedication to taking care of her family drive her to work tirelessly towards her goals. Enter Ace Alexander, the notorious bad boy from a wealthy and influential family. With his chiseled features, piercing gaze, and aloof demeanor, Ace exudes an aura of mystery and power. Aria and Ace's paths cross in high school, and despite their vastly different backgrounds and personalities, they find themselves inexplicably drawn to each other. As they navigate the challenges of adolescence, their relationship blossoms, and Aria finds herself falling deeply in love with Ace. However, their love is short-lived, as Ace's inner demons ultimately lead him to break Aria's heart. The devastating breakup leaves Aria shattered, and she is forced to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart. Eight years later, Aria and Ace reunite under unexpected circumstances. Ace, now a ruthless and cunning businessman, has transformed into the very embodiment of a powerful CEO. Aria, having rebuilt her life and forged a successful career, is taken aback by the sheer intensity of her lingering feelings for Ace. As they rekindle their romance, old wounds and unresolved emotions resurface. Aria must confront the pain of her past and decide whether she can truly trust Ace again. Meanwhile, Ace must confront his own demons (which is...)and learn to let go of his defenses to truly love Aria. Will Aria and Ace be able to rekindle their lost love, or will the scars of their past prove too deep to overcome? Can they find a way to make their love work, or will their differences tear them apart once again?

Business Rival... Competitor... Enemies to each other... That's how their relationship is described by the public. Both have talents and an eye for business. Handsome and pretty, sophisticated and gentlemanly. both are the epitome of perfection. Yet, with an issue related to business arises, both are forced to cooperate, and that is the start of how they find one another attractive and far from the profile they imagine it would be.

[The translation is poor—read at your own risk.] In the apocalypse, Pei Yujang was the epitome of cold abstinence, known for being impartial and notoriously difficult to deal with. After sacrificing herself in battle, Pei Yujang transmigrated into a book, becoming the cannon fodder boss in a yuri novel. In the future, she would forcefully mark and humiliate the protagonist, only to be slapped in the face by the protagonist's rightful lover. System: "Your task is to play your role, get slapped in the face by the protagonist's true lover, and then exit to return to your original world! But don't let the protagonist's blackening value get too high. If it reaches 100%, she will trigger an apocalypse!" Transmigrated into a peaceful world and having read countless books, Pei Yujang was ready to lie low: "I get it, according to the usual plot, I just need to seriously play the villain and wait for the protagonist's rightful lover to realize her feelings and start the redemption arc." After reading the script, Pei Yujang learned two things: She wasn’t an Alpha and couldn’t mark the protagonist. The protagonist’s so-called rightful lover was a real piece of work. **** On a stormy night, a disheveled woman knocked on her door, and Pei Yujang found herself holding a soft, warm beauty in her arms. The protagonist, Yu Zhiwan, was drenched and her soft voice was like extinguished ashes, full of despair. [Please note: The cover is AI-generated and does not depict elements from the story] [This novel is translated, 5 chapters / day, CT: 铃舟]

Childhood Rivals to Lovers!! Or more like Childhood enemies to lovers!! The two families; Reid and Martson has been ruling ReiMar Enterprises for generations. The rule says: being greatest shareholders, president is chosen from Martson family whereas Vice president is chosen from Reid family. Mira being born into the family of Reid, believed to bring the greatest misfortune to Reid family. Her mother died by climbing the building right in front of her daughter. She was just 8 year old that time. "Mom, why are you covered in blood?" she asked as tears streamed down her cheeks. The woman looked at her daughter, smiled sadly, crasessed her daughter cheeks. "Live a good life away from Reid and Martson. You-- have to stay away from th--." She said, before falling dead. Due to trauma, her memories were blurry she didn't remember her mother's death. Everyone said her mother died in car accident. She stayed in the Reid family, she was told to that her mother last wish was to get vice president position. What a ridicule! She was just a chess piece for Reid family. She thought they loved her, but she was wrong. They were thirsty of her blood just like a vampire thirsts blood. They pushed her, they almost killed her. In this game of inheritance, the only way to select the vice president between her and her step brother would be to win the favor of all board members and determine the fate of the heir's future. It was almost impossible to win the favor of the board of directors. To gain the favor of those bunch of old directors. Because not everyone liked her, but for Mira there is nothing that she can't achieve. To win against her foe, she had to join hands with the one she hates the most, Zion Martson, her childhood Rival. Rule1: Don't fall in love with Zion! Rule2: Must fulfill her mother's will! Zion Marston, an epitome of beauty, arrogance, charisma. He was known to be a completely arrogant, self centered, egoistical, cold-face person. He was known to be a ruthless, merciless business man in the business world. Being entangled in the thread of fate, he was forced into an unwanted marriage by his grandfather. No one dared to go against his grandfather's wish, left with no choice he agreed. Childhood enemies who can't stand each other's presence are bound in a marriage of inconvenience. What will happen when their denied feelings for each other bloom into 'love'. ...... Please Read my book, add in library, vote with powerstones and Golden tickets!!

Lin Xiaowan is the epitome of a “bad girl” archetype, known for her sweet appearance and charming demeanor that effortlessly win people over. She skillfully navigates multiple relationships, prioritizing material pleasures and external conditions while using emotional connections as a means of gaining benefits. Rarely genuine in her affections, Lin Xiaowan treats love casually and irresponsibly, constantly seeking excitement and novelty in her interactions, often leaving a trail of heartbreak without remorse. Her vibrant social life is filled with admirers, yet she never settles into a stable relationship. Despite this, her captivating charm and adept social skills make her a figure that’s both loved and loathed, leaving an unforgettable impression on those she encounters.

Destiny Ganzon is the epitome of a perfect heiress. She is beautiful, intelligent, and doted by her father, Alejandro, the Real Estate Magnate of the country, until one day, her mother died, and everything changed when his father remarried. Excerpt: A loud smack! "How dare you ruin my reputation, Destiny?" Alejandro asked after he slapped his daughter. That was the first time he used force on his only hier. "Dad, you have to believe me, it wasn't true, you raised me well. Do you think I will do something like that?" She asked back, caressing her beautiful face. "No, this time I had enough of your lies; your stepmother was right; you are only a nuisance and only bring shame to our family!" He angrily responded. "I had warned you. I will disinherit you. You will not receive even a single cent from me, and you must leave this house right now, or else I will ask the guards to drag you out!" He added before he turned his heels and walked away from his study with the loud slamming of the door. One scandal led to another, and what she couldn't accept was her first love and childhood sweetheart, Red Galvez, was part of their betrayal. Destiny's world crumbled, and she couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister finally succeeded in planning her downfall. With a broken heart and no choice, Destiny left their mansion and lived an ordinary life with her nanny, the only person who never left her side. She pretended to forget her old life and started living and embracing the mundane world. Still, she promised herself that she would do everything to make her enemies, including Red, pay the price of their betrayal. But it was more complicated than she thought since her father was brainwashed with his wife and stepdaughter, and they made her life a living hell. Years later, Destiny met Red again, and he was still the same hot and gorgeous. On top of that, her ex became one of the highest-paid attorneys in the country. All unwanted memories came rushing back to her. Destiny hated him with all her heart, but Red promised to help her win back what was rightfully hers. Can Destiny forgive Red and trust the hottest attorney to claim back her inheritance without breaking her heart?

I had always thought that life and I were best friends, that luck would always be on my side, that I was the epitome of perfection itself but little did naive, little me know. Life is unfair, luck can be bad and perfection is easily shattered but I payed for it, I learned that information the hard and cruel way. Life betrayed me and took away my parents, perfection turned on me and disappeared before my eyes and luck? My luck went from bad to worse to worst. Have you ever had people in your life that stand by you, support you and give you good advice? If you have then you understand that those people become incredibly important people in your life that it's like they've become melded in you, they become part of your personality, your rock and you begin to admire them and believe that you would have never achieved what you have if not for them. You place them on a pedestal in your head, one far higher than yourself. Now imagine that those people turn their backs on you and betray you and you find out that all their "good" advice were just merely the worst possible advice one could ever receive wrapped up in a pretty pink ribbon. You find out that they are two faced snakes who came into your life just to deceive and destroy. The pain from that is simply indescribable, like if you were on top of a building and it begins crumbles from the ground up sending you falling down but this time instead of falling to your death, you fall down a dark well and begin to wonder a dark path of depression, guilt, self hate and depreciation and regret and I promise you that is a fate far worse than death. I loved watching Spy movies as a kid, I'd even dream about them. I always thought it looked so cool seeing the main character fly through the air and do awesome tricks and defeat the bad guy but everyone else around me disagreed. They all said that spies were bad people and were never to be trusted but I didn't listen, I only trusted what I knew. But when my childhood dream that became my reality was handed to me on a silver platter, I finally understood that all that glitters is not gold. The main character always loses everyone and everything and ends up alone and being a spy is far from the fantasy I'd imagined. A spy's life is nothing but a big lie and false documents made to deceive, infiltrate and annihilate the lives of others. I give you three pieces of advice to carry with you on this damned journey called life. Never, ever under no circumstances must you ever trust a spy they are wolves in sheep's clothing. TRUST NO ONE. Keep a good eye on your pillars, attack before they can make their move. Everything comes with a price some as just more horrid that others. ***** Author here, I hope you enjoyed reading the synopsis, it was really fun to write but for more elaboration; This story is about the adventures of Andrea and her three best friends but it focuses more on Andrea, as she's the main charcter but there are some chapters whers the POV will changeand focus on her friends ot those around her. Andrea, having growing up in a loving family, finds it hard to believe that all she has grown to believe is a lie. She discovers that truly everything is not as it seems as it seems in her world of undercover spies.

“Is Mr. Angelis there?” a hurried voice asked. The man introduced himself as Dereck. “No, Matt isn’t home. He’s in Brisbane until tomorrow,” Colette replied, her tone flat and resigned. She was ready to end the call and retreat back to the comfort of her bed when Dereck’s response froze her in place. He laughed. “Oh, is that what he told you?” A cold drop of fear slithered down her spine. “What is that supposed to mean?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, a mixture of fear and anger lacing her words. There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Colette could almost hear the gears turning in Dereck’s mind as he realized his slip. “What?” She stammered, before abruptly cutting the call. Matheo would attend the gala with Iris, and they would be the perfect couple, the power duo that everyone admired. Meanwhile, Colette would be here, in this cold, empty house, a prisoner of her own despair. The realization was suffocating, the betrayal too deep to bear. Her heart ached with a pain so intense it felt physical, a crushing weight that left her gasping for breath. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her body trembling with a mixture of rage and sorrow. Tears streamed down her face, but she made no move to wipe them away. What was the point? The man she had loved with all her heart, the man she had trusted implicitly, had chosen another over her. He had lied to her, betrayed her, and now he was flaunting that betrayal in the most public way possible. But this was new! Now, he had started lying to her. So, that he could attend the gala with Iris without his "stupid, unreasonable" wife demanding to be taken to a public place with him? He wouldn’t want that burden on him now, would he? No, Iris would look much better in his arms, cool and sophisticated, with her intellectual talks to charm his potential investors. She knew the ins and outs of his business and it wouldn’t be the first time he had taken her to such events. The thought made Colette’s stomach churn. But tonight, something snapped inside her. The dead flower of her heart, long withered from neglect and betrayal, turned to a crisp. She had been humiliated, shamed, hidden away in secret, and lied to. Matheo had been afraid she would embarrass him? Now she would show him what true embarrassment felt like. Maybe her marriage was over. Maybe her husband had only ever wanted her for one thing: sex. If that was the case, then tonight, she would be the epitome of sex. She would get ready to seduce him in public, and the whole world would see the actual of their marriage before she left him forever. If he wanted her as the whore, he will get the whore.

Six years ago, Lyon was untouchable-the best warrior, the epitome of strength and prowess. But in one swift moment, betrayal tore it all away. Framed, crippled, and imprisoned, he lost everything-power, freedom, and the woman he loved. His wife, devastated by his fall, faced the hardships of their shattered world alone. "Six years. I’ve waited six years for this," Lyon's voice is cold as he stares down at the man responsible for his downfall. His fingers tighten around the hilt of his sword, the weight of vengeance heavy in his heart. The world has changed since then, but Lyon hasn’t. He’s stronger. He’s wealthier. He’s unstoppable. And the time for revenge has finally come. The God of War has returned. His enemies in Lyon, arrogant in their power, quake at the mention of his name. With every battle he wins, with every opponent he shatters, he draws closer to reclaiming not just his empire but the woman who once loved him. Sommy Lanka-a woman who was by his side while he had it going, who disappeared on him in his very lowest time. The love he had lost six years prior, now that he has crawled his way to the top, leaves nothing to chance as he gets readied to recover the love torn from his bleeding heart. "I am not letting you go this time," Lyon whispers, his fingers brushing against Sommy's. Their eyes meet-an unsaid promise of love, power, and vengeance. Together, they will conquer the world, for Lyon won't stop until he has it all. His vengeance is not for the betrayal he faced but for the woman who had to bear the darkness alone. And he isn't the same man torn asunder by the world. He is Lyon Obi-the most dangerous warrior alive. This time, nothing will get in his way. Lyonic: high-octane, revenge-driven love of power and redemption. With pulse-pounding action, heart-stopping romance, and an unrelenting thirst for vengeance, Lyon's return becomes a force to be reckoned with. Will the rise in power be the ultimate victory of Lyon, or will his past betrayals crush him once again? Find out in this thrilling saga of love and war.

Amina Balogun is the epitome of grace, modesty, and devotion to her faith. Raised in a strict but loving Muslim family, she has always followed the rules—until she meets Malik Haroon. He’s everything she’s ever dreamed of: a billionaire with charm, charisma, and the kind of love that makes her heart race. They fall in love quickly, and soon they’re engaged, but their relationship is not without its challenges. Malik is not your typical Muslim man. Though he prays and fasts, his high-status lifestyle often clashes with his faith. He is used to getting what he wants, and he wants Amina—completely, passionately, and without boundaries. Amina, torn between the deep love she feels for Malik and her devotion to her faith, finds herself on the edge. She wants to be a good Muslim wife, but her attraction to Malik is undeniable. Amina’s inner struggle intensifies as Malik’s desire for her grows stronger. He’s not just a lover—he’s a man with a deep need to possess her, body and soul. But Amina is afraid. Afraid of falling into temptation, of betraying her faith, and of losing herself in the whirlwind of his love. Malik, on the other hand, is willing to do anything to prove his love to her, even if it means pushing their relationship beyond the limits she’s set. As the wedding day approaches, the pressure mounts. Malik becomes more persistent, offering her a life of luxury and comfort, but Amina is conflicted. Can she stay true to her faith, or will the intensity of Malik’s love pull her away from the path she’s worked so hard to follow? In the midst of this struggle, both Amina and Malik will have to face their darkest fears: Amina’s fear of losing herself in sin, and Malik’s fear of losing her forever.

I find my place In between your arms, In between your tender kisses And soft whispers of 'it will be alright', In between the warmth of your embrace, I find my place lost inside your soul. Anastasia Prescott (19 years) An alluring and a naive girl who once lost her little world thrives to set everything right in her life at her own terms and wishes. Always shielded from the harshness of the world, she is the epitome of innocence, unaware of the evils that linger around her under the protection of her loved ones. However, she's determined to come out of her shell to experience everything that has been kept away from her whether good or bad, to fulfill her every dream and aspiration, to feel love and much more. What happen when she meets someone who is her exact contrast? Ashton Watson (26 years) An ambitious and a thriving businessman at day and a hard-hearted Casanova at night. He likes to play whether it's business or women. Drowned in a never ending darkness, his world is filled with hate, fury and vengeance. What happen when he meets someone who is his exact contrast? What happens when simplicity meets complexity? Join the journey of Anastasia and Ashton to unfold their chemistry who are different like poles apart yet so much similar. Join the journey of their unconditional love followed by the heart-rending separation that will throb your heart with varied emotions. Join the journey of their intimate love to witness them to become the light of each other's souls. #Excerpt 1 "Do it Ashton. Let it go and free yourself. I am here to hold your hand if you need me. I promise. " He looked at her outstretched hand towards him. They were drenched in the heavy downpour indicating a storm on its way but it wasn't as huge as the storm that had started whirling in his heart. He clenched his fists, reminding himself that he was not weak and he'd never let anyone see him vulnerable. But the way she spoke made him realize that she was right. He was avoiding the obvious since so long for he couldn't quite handle the thought of being vulnerable to anyone. For once, he wanted to feel the peace that had escaped his soul since long. #Excerpt 2 "There are people around. Please, leave it", she pleaded, discreetly looking around the curious throng. "Relax! It's just your shoelaces", he replied disregarding those gazes.

Loved, praised, and worshiped by the townspeople, young millionaire John Doe is the epitome of admiration and success. But not by Jane Carter. A dedicated young policewoman, Jane believes that John Doe is responsible for the string of killings plaguing their town. Determined to uncover the truth, she launches her own investigation, despite everyone else standing against her. What Jane doesn't know is that John Doe isn't just a wealthy businessman—he harbors five distinct personalities, all of which work in unison to make him the perfect killer. With the unexpected help of one of his rogue personalities, Jane might just be able to strip away all six of his carefully crafted masks and expose the monster beneath. (New chapter everyday)

Prologue: Zero Hour In the vast emptiness of space, where the stars burned like eternal watchmen, they came. The Zeros, an alien race born from the Void Nexus—a dimension beyond the comprehension of mortal minds. They were not conquerors in the traditional sense; they were perfection incarnate, beings that believed the weak had no right to exist. And to them, humanity was the epitome of weakness. The invasion was swift and merciless. Earth’s defenses, no matter how advanced, crumbled like sand before the storm. Cities turned to ash, oceans boiled, and the cries of the fallen echoed through the ruins. Humanity, for all its progress and ingenuity, was powerless. The Zeros’ leader, Alpha Prime, declared Earth’s fate with chilling finality: “Your existence is a stain upon the cosmos. You will be erased.” But before the Zeros could deliver their final blow, the skies cracked with an unnatural light. A rift opened, and from it emerged a being unlike anything seen before. It was neither Zero nor human, neither beast nor god. Its form was ever-shifting—blinding light one moment, a shadowy abyss the next. It spoke, its voice resonating through the minds of all who heard it. “I am the unknown my kind is called Arbiter,” it declared, its tone neither kind nor cruel, “and I will not allow this annihilation to proceed unchecked.” Alpha Prime, unshaken, confronted the Arbiter. “Who are you to interfere with the natural order?” The Arbiter known as unknown response was simple, yet its weight crushed the very air around them. “Balance must be preserved. You claim to be superior, but you must prove it. Let the strongest of your kind face the strongest of theirs. Twelve against twelve. Champions of Earth against the champions of the Void.” The Zeros hesitated, their pride unwilling to reject the challenge. Humanity, desperate and beaten, had no choice but to accept. The Arbiter’s rules were final: Each side would choose twelve warriors. The battles would take place in a realm crafted by the Arbiter itself, where no weapon or trick could interfere. The victors would decide the fate of Earth. Yet, there was one twist. To the twelve chosen humans, the Arbiter bestowed a gift: the ability to reach their full potential—powers drawn from the essence of their very souls. The weak would become mighty, and the mighty would ascend to legends. Across time and space, the Arbiter began its work. From the shadows of history, it summoned Leonidas, the king who defied an empire; Joan of Arc, the saint who burned for her cause; and ten others, each with their own tales of triumph and tragedy. They awoke in the Arbiter’s realm, dazed but burning with newfound strength. The Zeros, too, gathered their champions—the Zero Twelve, beings bred for destruction, each more fearsome than the last. As the Arbiter stood between the two sides, it raised a hand, and the battlefield shifted into an endless expanse of shifting light and shadow. The first match was about to begin. “Let the battle commence,” the Arbiter intoned, its voice echoing with ancient power. “Fight not only for victory but for the legacy of your kind.” The fate of Earth would not be decided by armies or weapons but by the will of its greatest souls. As the first combatants stepped forward, humanity’s hope burned brighter than it ever had, for in the face of extinction, even the smallest spark could ignite a revolution. The hour of reckoning had begun. Zero Hour. **************

In the vast and grand universe, myriad treasures and artifacts existed, some crafted by the Grand Dao of the universe itself, while countless others paled in comparison to the might of those created by the Grand Dao. Yet, amidst the cosmic expanse, one individual achieved the extraordinary feat of fashioning a treasure on par with those birthed by the Grand Dao. This creator wasn't mortal, nor an immortal cultivator who had ascended to the pinnacle of power. Neither inherently good nor bad, this enigmatic figure stood as the genesis of countless races—a shattered being unlike any ever witnessed. Known by many names, the most prominent being the 'Son of the Universe'. Born directly from the Grand Dao of the universe, he was not the first entity to be brought forth in such a manner. The universe had previously given rise to beings governed by the System of Reality—known by various titles such as Heavenly Daos or World Trees—acting as gods of creation for innumerable planets across the universe. These divine entities, also referred to as the 'Daughters of the Universe', were exclusively female, with no sons among them. However, the Grand Dao of the universe defied this established norm, birthing a Son and thereby breaking the rules of the System of Reality. The treasure forged by the 'Son of the Universe' was lost to time, only to reappear fortuitously in an alley on a fateful night. On that particular night, a young man named Sam Hailstorm stumbled upon this extraordinary artifact, forever altering the course of his life. As for why the Grand Dao birthed such an unimaginable being, why this treasure found its way to Sam, and the purpose behind the Son of the Universe creating such a powerful artifact, join Sam on his journey of discovery as he unravels the truths and destinies that lie ahead. [A/N: As the story unfolds over several dozen chapters, the protagonist will evolve into the epitome of overpowering prowess. While the narrative will predominantly shift towards elements such as romance, face-slapping, power-ups, world exploration, comedy, and slice of life, it doesn't imply an absence of intense battles. Conflicts, wars, fights, and instances of revenge will still play significant roles in the overarching storyline.] [Tags: [R-18], [harem],[Comedy],[Wars],[Frequent Power Ups], [Cultivation],[Overpowered],[Necromancy],[Action],[plot], [Magic],[Adventure],[Supernatural],[Vampire],[Werewolf],[Demons],[Devils],[Dragons],[Slice Of Life], [World Exploration]]