Freddie Laundry Sheets

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.

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

The grip he has on my hair loosens as he kneads my nipple between his thumb and index finger. My back is now arching forward, leaning into his touch. I want more. He chuckles in response. His breath coats my neck as he does so. "So needy," he taunts me before he removes his hands from my body. I'm ready to protest against the loss of his touch, but before I can, he grips my shoulders in his warm palms, pushing me back onto the sheets and pillows. I shudder in delight. Our eyes connect, and I feel the fire in my body ignite from how he looks at me. His eyes scan my body for a fleeting moment before he grabs the blanket and pulls it up.  "Spread your legs," he demands. His tone was low and husky. I comply, and he rewards me with a grin that says everything he doesn't need to say out loud. "You're perfect," he says in a whisper as he crawls further onto the bed between my legs. He's hovering over me. One hand cups my face as he leans down, resting his other arm on his elbow next to my face.  My fingers are tracing the outline of his toned abs. Enjoying the goosebumps rippling across his skin as a result. I watch as he closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb this feeling before closing the gap between our lips. His lips are delicious.  "Mmm," I hummed against his lips. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues collided like a happy accident. I slide my fingers up his chest and wrap my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. He groans in response, vibrating against my lips. His dick is hard and pressed against my core, making it throb with need.  --------------- Phoenix was adopted by humans as a baby. She grew up in a small rural territory knowing nothing of her species or what the future held for her. She soon meets her 'mate' and discovers the secrets her human parents had kept from her all these years. In a fit, she runs away to discover that more than one man held the mate bond with her. Her first mate spent years trying to hunt her down just to find her with another fated mate. Devastated and broken he decides that he will reject her, but she becomes a target of evil no one understands. Both of her mates reluctantly stick together to keep her safe and now they are all stuck under one roof, can they figure out their differences? Will she choose her first or second mate? Or is there a third mate that is her true destiny?

"Ugh! Why did the author choose my name as the Villain's name of all the names in Coldbourne? And that damn villain killed his own baby in jealousy when he is the one who destroyed the lives of the lovely couple Arik and Maven." While walking on the streets, Hael Argyris, a bartender in his early thirties, cursed his heart out after finishing "The Two Alphas And Their Forbidden Love," his favorite Manga's last chapter. *Crash* *Bang* *Whack* Just like that, a truck ran over him and he was dead. *Swoosh* "Ugh, why is my whole body hurting like a truck hit me?... WAIT! I WAS REALLY HIT BY A TRUCK!" Hael Argyris looked at his body, which was perfectly fine, but the odd thing was... he was NAKED under the sheets, and beside him was lying a man. "What the hell-" He paused as he looked at the room with dilated pupils. "This is the room in Hotel Fortune where the Alpha Arik Esmeray and that shameless villain Hael Lucian spent their night together, right?" "I remember the details of the room very clearly cause I looked at it many times admiring the artist's work... but how can this be possible?" He stretched his neck to glance at the sleeping man and was left in utter shock. "ALPHA ARIK ESMERAY?" And shut his mouth quickly. He then saw himself in the mirror in front of him. He had wolf ears and a tail sticking out above his butt. "So, I got transmigrated into my favorite Manga? But... why am I the fucking Villain? And why at this scene?" Hael banged his head on the wall but sensed a sharp pain in his butt. "Yikes! My rear end! First, I have to get out of here before he wakes up. I need to run away from this fucking city otherwise I will end up in jail at this rate and meet a miserable end.... ahhh!" To save his ass Hael dressed up and left the hotel room leaving a small note on top of the drawer beside the bed. Three Months Later... "Hael, you are pregnant with twins." "WHAT?!" Hael was shocked. »»-----------«« What will Arik do when he gets to know that the person he had a nightstand with under drug influence was pregnant? Will he accept Hael and his pups? Will Hael give Alpha Arik a chance when he knows that there is someone else in the Alpha's heart? »»-----------¤-----------«« Author: Hottest Villainess. Published on: 24-07-2024. Genre: Omegaverse, ABO, Transmigration, Rebirth, Time travel, Angst, Melodrama, Romance.

He is the genuine diamond bachelor of G City, ranking first in terms of net worth, Everyone knows that he had a deep and unforgettable love, But no one knows that, five years ago, he had a nominal marriage; She is the super nurse of G City People Hospital, with neither wealth nor high education, Everyone knows that she is divorced and has a child in tow, But no one knows that her ex-husband, the father of her child, is the man at the very top of the pyramid. Scene One: On the day she was diagnosed to be pregnant, her husband registered on the marriage certificate came back. The next day, at the breakfast table, an A4 sheet of paper appeared very abruptly by his right hand. "This is a divorce agreement, please sign it." She said, her internal organs trembling. "...Is there someone else?" He put down his chopsticks, looked at her, and asked calmly, his eyebrows almost imperceptibly twitching. He came back because there was something he wanted to talk to her, but now it seemed unnecessary. "...Yes." Having a child should count as having someone else, because from now on, she would love her child. When they got married back then, he had said that if she had a lover, she could ask him for a divorce. "Alright, I understand." He nodded, picked up the agreement on the table, and left. "..." Scene Two: "What's your name?" "Axel Hawkins." "Your last name is Hawkins?" The mother's name is Carolline Ruiz, his ex-wife, and the father's column is left blank, isn't it? "Yes, my dad's name is Bryan Hawkins, he's a Sky Walker." "..." At five in the afternoon, Carolline Ruiz picked up her son from school and saw him standing next to her son; she instinctively turned around and ran. Bryan Hawkins left Axel Hawkins in the Guard Room, warned him not to run around, and then chased after her with his long legs. "Carolline Ruiz, stop." "..." Almost instinctively, she really stopped. He slowly walked over and stood in front of her, a tall and imposing figure blocking all the setting sun. Carolline Ruiz couldn't help but look up, the afterglow of the setting sun illuminating his face, she couldn't see his features clearly at all. "What are you running for? If you dare to secretly love for eight years, do you dare to openly love for a lifetime?" "..."

MATURE CONTENT WARNING!!: These people be getting freaky in the sheets! "You think I haven’t noticed your eyes on me?" Kai En's voice was dangerously low, his lips curled into a cruel smile. "The way they linger— you can’t decide whether to kill me or kiss me. Am I right, little alpha?" ... For as long as Jun could remember, vengeance had been his only purpose. The last survivor of a disgraced family, he vowed to tear down the empire that destroyed his life, starting with its most prized jewel—Prince Feng Kai En.  Now, under the guise of Xiao Liu, a lowly servant in the prince’s retinue, he plans his revenge. But nothing could have prepared him for what awaited within the palace walls. Neither Xiao Liu’s sharp blades nor detailed plans were good enough to fall the man behind the title. Every failed assassination attempt and heated exchange left him more entangled with the man he was meant to destroy. Kai En—ruthless, untouchable, and powerful. An alpha in the eyes of all. Xiao Liu uncovered the prince’s greatest secret—beneath the façade lay something far more dangerous and vulnerable. Something Xiao Liu intended to exploit. Duty had always been Kai En’s burden. Yet Xiao Liu’s presence stirred emotions long buried—desires with no place in his world. Every attempt on his life only deepened the prince’s fascination, pulling him into the chaos Xiao Liu brought. As war looms and enemies close in, their dangerous dance intensifies. Desire grows where hate once ruled, pulling them into a storm of violence, lust, and something deeper. “You’ll never belong to anyone else,” Xiao Liu snarled, his lips finding Kai En’s neck again, biting down hard. “Not her. Not anyone. You belong to me.” Xiao Liu knows Kai En is the key to his revenge, but the more their lives tangle, the harder it becomes to tell if it’s vengeance he craves… or the prince himself. And Kai En must face the ultimate test that could break his kingdom and heart. Can Xiao Liu destroy the man he’s come to obsess over, or will he fall first?

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

Sasha, a reckless event planner with a taste for trouble, throws an exclusive penthouse party that sets her life ablaze. A spilled drink leads to a heated graze of fingers with Julian, a brooding artist whose dark eyes promise heartbreak—and more. But when Lena, Sasha’s fiery ex, crashes their frenzied kitchen kiss, the night explodes into a threesome of tangled lips and forbidden thrills. What starts as a seductive game spirals into a steamy, chaotic web of lust, betrayal, and power no one can control. Julian’s married—to Mara, a cool, calculating temptress who knows every secret and plays her own game. Paint-smeared studio nights, rain-soaked wall-pounding passion, and masked threesomes in hidden alcoves blur the lines between love and obsession. Lena dances through it all, her hips a weapon of revenge, seducing Julian in a pulsing club to wound Sasha, only to crave her more. Mara’s dinners turn to dares, her foot sliding up Sasha’s thigh, her whispers sealing pacts in silk sheets—until jealousy and rage ignite a cabin clash where four bodies collide, boundaries obliterated in a symphony of gasps. From bathroom trysts on cold tiles to ropes biting skin in secluded retreats, Sasha’s caught in a storm of need—Julian’s possessive thrusts, Lena’s defiant grinds, Mara’s subtle dominance. Fury fuels punishing threesomes, solitude stokes self-pleasure, and every reunion teeters on redemption or ruin. As the chaos peaks, Sasha must choose—or surrender to them all. Passion drowns reason, revenge burns hot, and desire redefines everything in a final, decadent night of fragile truce and unrelenting heat. Will Sasha master the madness, or let it consume her?

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti

As June lay in the soft glow of the dimly lit room, Xavier Blackwood hovered above her, his striking green eyes ablaze with an intensity that both excited and terrified her. The air was thick with tension, and she felt as if she were teetering on the edge of something profound. “What made you think I wouldn’t kill my brother?” he asked, his voice low and filled with a dark promise. His fingers brushed her cheek, a contrast to the violence in his words. “Xavier...” she whispered. “I swore on the thing which is holy,” he continued, leaning closer, his breath hot against her skin. “If I saw his eyes on you again, I’ll claim you in his blood.” His gaze was unyielding, filled with a raw possessiveness that sent chills coursing through her. June’s heart raced, fear and desire swirling together in an intoxicating mix. She knew he meant every word. There was a dangerous edge to his affection, an obsession that made her pulse quicken. pressing her back into the sheets, his body a heavy weight above her. “You need to understand the depths of my commitment to you I'll kill anyone who dares to look at what's mine, even if it’s my own blood.” His lips captured hers in a fierce kiss, claiming her completely. in the intensity she could see the storm brewing in his eyes. his tone low and serious, “you are mine, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you.” With that, he closed the distance again, enveloping her in his warmth, igniting a fire that consumed her. She found herself surrendering to the darkness of his obsession, knowing that in his world, there was no escape.

Synopsis But he never expected his last game would end with him dead, as heavy sheets of rain fell over the city, and he was a hardcore gamer, Zenn. Suddenly struck by lightning while playing on his phone, he opened his eyes to finding himself in front of mysterious existence who offered him a second chance: Rebirth into another world with an ultimate artifact. With a straightforward request — “I want to be far away from humans” — Zenn was instead dispatched to the Forbidden Forest, a territory filled with savage beasts. No food, no shelter, no allies: he has to find a way to survive in this alien world. But simply sticking around is not sufficient. If this world is out to kill him, then he’ll conquer it first! Equipped with a shape-shifting artifact and an unlikely sidekick—a white wolf that transforms into a stunning girl named Luna—Zenn sets out to create his own kingdom in a land long forgotten. His empire will be built, a rise from a little shack where he, the Overlord, will be master. Will monsters, humans and even the gods themselves - be ready for the ascent of a gamer-turned-sovereign?

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

"Aaa!" Cassandra was shocked and screamed as she woke beside a strange man. To make matters worse, the man was shirtless, and she was only wearing underwear. 'What's going on, why is he sleeping with me?' "Morning, sweetheart!" The man beside Cassandra greeted her. Cassandra gasped, shook her head, and pushed the man to the ground. "Hey, what are you doing in my bed? Are you trying to harass me? Get out of here!" Cassandra pointed her index finger at the door. 'I married him? Who is that man? How can I be married to him?' Cassandra thought to herself as she lifted the blanket slowly and saw a red stain on the sheet. "How can we get married? I don't know you at all, and this seems to be our first meeting," asked Cassandra, who still couldn't hide her surprise. Charles looked deeply into Cassandra's green eyes. "Have you forgotten what happened last night? You even went so far as to ask me not to leave." ….……….. Cassandra immediately ran into the house, not caring that she now came with Charles. She also continued to shout Vivian's name because she was worried that something had happened to her half-sister. Cassandra's father slaps her immediately. "Dad, why did you slap me? What did I do?" asked Cassandra while holding her cheeks, which were now burning. Geoffry, Cassandra's father, only glanced sarcastically at his biological daughter. "You still ask what you did? Did I raise and finance you to be a slut?" --------- Cassandra Miller never knew she was being set up by her half-sister Vivian Hartley at a nightclub. Vivian mixed stimulants in Cassandra's drink to get her drunk and ended up in bed with a random guy. Vivian's trap worked, and Cassandra married a stranger in Las Vegas the day they met. This makes her father furious and kicks Cassandra out of the house. But what happens is that Charles Parker, the man who married Cassandra in Las Vegas, takes her to live with him. In exchange, Cassandra had to leave their marriage for two years. Will Cassandra be able to live a two-year life as Mrs Parker and resolve the misunderstandings with her father and Cassandra's fiancé at the time? Is there a conspiracy behind all this? Or is there more to their marriage?

"They say life gives second chances, but mine feels more like a punishment in a shinier wrapper" Hi, I’m Ansh. I died in my old life—tragic, I know. Picture this: a cursed town, my so-called best friend leaving me in the back, and me just lying there thinking, Wow, this sucks. But hey, at least reincarnation is supposed to be cool, right? Wrong. I wake up in some random novel I’ve never read, thinking, Maybe this is my big break! Spoiler alert: it wasn’t. The first thing I feel in my new life is a slap across my face, followed by my girlfriend storming out the door. Why? Well she saw me kissing with another damn girl. Apparently, I’ve transmigrated into the body of a guy so hated, even stray dogs cross the street to avoid him. Here’s the rundown: my family disowned me for a crime that would feel unbeleivable once you learn about it. I swear I didn’t commit it. my landlord’s pounding on the door for rent I can’t pay, as the girl whom I had made my girlfriend to pay my living dumped me... and I’m 15 years old in a world where everyone has acquired their diseases or Syndromes or whatever they call it at 8. I’m so behind the curve it’s embarrassing. Oh, and did I mention I have no clue how this world works? No manual, no cheat sheet, just vibes and existential dread. But wait, there’s more! My past life won’t stop haunting me. Why did my best friend betray me? Was it my fault? Did I deserve it? I don’t know, and the goddess who dumped me into this mess saying that I am going to reincarnate in a stone age world becoming their God isn't even anymore in vicinity. Apparently, I have to earn my answers, which feels a lot like being told to “try harder” while drowning. Now I’m broke, anxious, and flailing through a world that seems designed to humiliate me. My only plan is to survive long enough to figure out why I’m here and maybe—just maybe—get some closure about my last life. Well...leaving that i am going to tuke this world.How?I will somehow figure it out. Just don’t expect me to figure it out anytime soon.

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting beneath the stairs?

Supernatural phenomena called Rift have caused the appearance of monsters and other disasters, gradually pushing the world toward its destruction. To face it, some humans having awakened various magical powers are fighting against this apocalypse. Dora, one of them, has a special "Avatar" class which gives him access to every class, despite great difficulty leveling them up. But despite his enormous potential, he chose to appear incompetent to get kicked from his team, so that he could live a lazy life with his family but his talents is discovered by the strongest woman in the Kingdom and she decides to enroll him in the royal academy. Reluctant at first, his mother gives him the motivation he needs to pursue this path, but little did they know what kind of monster they had thrown into the world. Dora is not a hero wishing for peace, but a monster getting addicted to the taste of power, wealth, and freedom. Dora pursues an unknown goal until he meets someone who knows more about his true nature than himself and sets him on a path that will nourish his eternal thirst, to the cost of his humanity, but in a world collapsing, isn't a monster the greatest weapon? [I am open to discussion Facebook: Yalatola Alter Discord: Yalatola#7758 Check technical sheets]

Are traps gay…? A question that has long been unanswered. Micah never thought about it. However, after getting isekai'd into Femtale, a debauched and kinky fantasy world full of femboys and futas, and with his body feminizing thanks to his system, he has to face the facts. It's ONLY 2.19% gay. Plus, it allows him to… fight for himself using fem-mancy! A magic to be reckoned with! But… Why is he here? Who isekai'd him? To find answers to these questions, Micah will do his best to uncover the hidden mysteries of this world. That said, how can one solve the overly declining birthrate in a world where there are no full-fledged women...? Follow him on his degenerate journey as he corrupts the officials of a prison, learns magic, fuck traps and gets fucked, opens his own sex shop, befriends important people, and climbs the ladder by manipulating futas and traps. And why not even more degeneracy? ◉—▩▦▩▦▩▦▩▦▩▦▩▦▩—◉ ◉ No NTR ◈ No Yuri (obviously) ◉ ◉ Witty MC ◆ Cunning MC ◆ Hardworking MC ◆ Lusty MC ◆ Cute & Bodacious MC ◆ Fem-mancer ◆ Fem-mancy Genius ◆ Magic Proficiency ◆ Feminization ◆ Cross-Dressing ◆ Femboys ◆ Traps ◆ Futanari ◆ Top & Bottom ◆ Big Harem ◆ Seduction ◆ Corruption ◆ Manipulation ◆ Prison Management ◆ Brothel Management ◆ Sex Shop Management ◆ High Fantasy ◉ ◉—▩▦▩▦▩▦▩▦▩▦▩▦▩—◉ ◈ MC is a femboy, even a trap for some, but he isn't beta. Meaning he won't just let everyone toy with him. He knows his strengths and weaknesses, so he knows what he has to do to get what he wants. ◈ Characters' pictures are in the related auxiliary chapters with their characters sheets. Not everything might be there, depending on when you check it. I'll keep it updated. ◈ Enough info for now. Wish you a good and fun read :)

A newly birthed child is akin to a pure white sheet. And if someone had to badmouth about their behavior, it should be towards the parents because after birth it is up to the parents to navigate their children on the road of life. They paint their child with their ideology , thought's , emotion and sometimes dream. So how a child grows up depends on the environment and their parents. ••••••• Quotes: “One must prepare themselves to be embarrassed if they want to embarrass someone.” “One must deceive themselves to deceive others.” “Everyone wears a mask to hide themselves from the world.” •••••• Submitting this for the webnovel spirity awards 2024. Please support me. Thank you. [Warning. Mature content. sensitive content.] [This is fiction so don't take it seriously and just enjoy.]

Evelyn Carter had spent years believing in love, loyalty, and the future she was building with Daniel Lancaster—the golden son of one of the most powerful families in the city. But on the day that was meant to be the happiest of her life, she walked in on a nightmare. Her fiancé was tangled in the sheets with her best friend, their betrayal cutting deeper than any knife. Humiliated and discarded, Evelyn expected sympathy. Instead, she was met with indifference. The Lancaster family closed ranks, turning their backs on her, whispering that she had never truly belonged in their world. But if they thought she would walk away quietly, they had underestimated her. Because Evelyn wasn’t just going to survive—she was going to win. And when Nathaniel Lancaster, Daniel’s ruthless and powerful father, offers her an unthinkable proposal—marriage—she takes it. Not for love. Not for security. But for revenge. As Mrs. Lancaster, Evelyn rises from the ashes of her heartbreak, turning the very empire that shunned her into her personal weapon. Every move she makes is calculated. Every smile is a carefully placed dagger. But as she weaves her way through boardrooms, scandals, and the dark secrets of the Lancaster dynasty, one question lingers in the air: Who will fall first—her enemies, or the woman she’s becoming? Because power is intoxicating. And vengeance? It just might destroy her.

Between the Sheets: Love, Chaos, and Forever Emma Carter, a hopeless romantic and successful romance novelist, has always believed in love—until a string of failed relationships leaves her jaded and cautious. Jack, a charming yet fiercely independent corporate lawyer, is used to being in control of his life, but his heart has always been off-limits. When a chance encounter on a rainy New York City street brings them together, their lives collide in ways neither of them could have predicted. What starts as a whirlwind romance quickly deepens into something more profound, but love is never simple. Emma and Jack must navigate the chaos of their careers, the pressures of family expectations, and their insecurities. From steamy nights to heartfelt conversations, their relationship is a rollercoaster of passion, laughter, and vulnerability. Just as they begin to find their rhythm, an unexpected pregnancy turns their world upside down. Parenthood brings new challenges, testing their bond in ways they never imagined. Through sleepless nights, heated arguments, and tender moments, Emma and Jack learn that love isn’t about perfection—it’s about choosing each other, even when life gets messy. Between the Sheets: Love, Chaos, and Forever* is a heartfelt, steamy, and often hilarious exploration of modern love. It’s a story about two imperfect people who find their way to each other, proving that even in the chaos of life, true love can create a forever worth fighting for.

"Why don't skeletons fight each other?" She turned to look at him, her eye brows furrowed. "How does this have anything to do with the dire situation we are in?" She gripped her scythe, tightly. Fear still gripping her. He kept on talking as if he didn't hear her. "Because they don't have guts." Before bursting into one insane laughter that filled her with warmth. Fear slowly dissolving, she joined to. Few moments after the laughter died. "Your joke... It wasn't funny." His eyes widened, comically holding his chest in hurt. "Ouch!" Before flashing a hot crazy grin. "Well that wasn't the purpose in the first place though it wouldn't hurt if it was funny. Now you are much relaxed, don't you agree?" Funnily enough she was. They both stared down at the ruins. "Our inner monsters make excellent dance partners once you learn to lead." He started again this time his voice much solemn. "But what if it refuses?" She closed her eyes. Thinking about it was stressful. "Tame him with kindness or bribe it with chocolate it works with mine... Then you'll dance in the battlefield like a battle fiend you are meant to be like everyone's watching and the monster inside you is your hypeman. Whatever works." ------------------------------------------------- A suicidal psychotic girl scarred by the loss of her childhood best friend and mother which no one believed existed transmigrated into a very unusual world. On waking up in her new body she discovers that her previous body owner didn't make life any easier for her. Especially when she killed The Royal Sixth Princess of Alvaron. And well killed herself. Amanise is caught in a murder case she didn't actually do. And why everything seems 'normal' in the beginning she soon discovers that real things lurk in the dark. And it wasn't her laundry pile under her bed. ---------------------------------------------------- Hi am XR, A new author with my first book. English isn't my strong suit but I will make the read enjoyable. Though it's new, Don't miss out on the ride is gonna be amazing. THE BOOK COVER IS MINE. Peace.

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

Five years into Jin Beiyu's marriage, his wife and in-laws was all hated him. On a fateful day, he find out that his wife cheated on him, and she chased him out of their house. Then, the daughter's of four prestigious families from different cities came to him one by one. And they hand over his father's will, and his and them marriage contract. and he divorced to his Ex-wife. After divorce.. The unfaithful ex-wife come and begging for forgiveness. " I was wrong, please give me another chance. " Meanwhile.. his former mother-in-law pleads. " please be my son-in-law, I'll do your laundry, prepare your meals, and serve you well. " And he said with a mocking tone to them. " It's too late to regret... " Years later, whenever people talked about Jin Beiyu, he is either King of Healer, Alchemist, Blacksmith. Master of Martial Arts, Weapons. King of Cultivators and more. Jin Beiyu had become the strongest person ever exist. Cheated Husband Dominates is novel covered in the Action, Romance, Advanture, Harem genres Written by the Author Mythical Creatures.

I only wanted to do my job quietly. No marriage no entitlement to anybody. I was determined to live by my rules but my parents pessimistic ness about my life grew as I reached my 30th birthday After they pressured me to the corner I woke up in a foreign land with a sharp headache signaling the hangover. I was naked with marks on my body specifically love makes and kinkies. As I moved my body away from the sheets it came crashing to me I had lost my virginity to a complete stranger. That was nowhere to be found. All traces of him were erased. CCTV footage showed no sign of who he was, worst of all I'm pregnant and my parents were eager to marry me off as a business transaction. Worst of all the man whom I hated with my entire existence is running at my feet instead of marrying my sister like he promised. We'll just have to see how this plays out. warning!!! this is purely work of fiction any names ,dates ,location, organizations mentioned it is purely a coincidence.

In the power meat grinder that is Washington, D.C., the Blackstone Group controls political scavenger Emily Watson through barcode tattoos. When avenger Victor Stone scorches her skin with an electromagnetic pulse, a dying Emily scans the barcode on her collarbone, accidentally activating a nerve gas canister buried in an underground pipeline on Capitol Hill.Within 72 hours, a toxic fog containing genetically-targeted technology envelops Washington, specializing in killing politicians registered in the DNA bank. Victor discovers that the biochip under his burn scar is counting down, and a jailed and reborn Adam Crawford holds the key that will shut off all the gas valves-but that will permanently lock tens of billions of the Blackstone Group's dirty money into a blockchain tomb. The trio must choose from the ruins of power: destroy all evidence and be reborn, or save their arch-enemy in exchange for a filthy immortality.

In this book based on the story of five nights at Freddy and located in the second game here we show the character of toy foxy/mangle mindset and day to day before and after possession as well as the mysteries of Freddy’s this story will also show the povs of some workers and children read if you want

Welcome to our Five Nights at Freddy's musical, a journey through the twisted tale of William Afton. Witness his dream of turning fantasy into reality, and the brutal mistake that transforms his life into a living nightmare. Join us as we explore the dark and thrilling story behind the animatronics and the haunted legacy of Freddy Fazbear's Pizza.