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THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!

Angel Johnson was a waitress struggling to make ends meet when an unexpected contract with Tryson Bliss, one of City Y's most powerful and ruthless billionaires, changed everything. Tryson needed a fiancée to appease his demanding family, and Angel, desperate for money and a way out of her humdrum life, agreed to play the part. What began as a calculated arrangement soon evolved into something neither of them expected—an intense and forbidden connection. But when Tryson's family uncovers Angel's true motives, they cast her out with venomous disdain. Humiliated and heartbroken, Angel's last hope is confronting Tryson. But instead of an apology or a chance at redemption, she finds herself shattered when he declares that he has chosen his first love, Riley, the woman he was preparing to marry. Devastated and with only her pride left, Angel walks away, determined to rebuild her life alone. Two months later, Angel is lost in the pulse of the music at a dark, crowded bar, seeking refuge in anonymity. A hand seizes her from behind, and her breath catches as she turns to face the man she can't forget—Tryson. His eyes, once cold and calculating, are now stormy with raw emotion, and he pulls her into his orbit, holding out the contract she once signed.  "We haven't finished our work, Angel. The contract says you have a year left to be my fiancée. Don't tell me you're planning on breaching it now." With no choice but to comply, Angel moves back into the house that once rejected her. But to her surprise, the family she once loathed now welcomes her with unexpected warmth and kindness. As she navigates this unsettling shift, Angel is left to wonder—what has changed, and why? What secrets do they hide that could alter everything she thought she knew about Tryson and his family? And as Angel's heart begins to thaw, she's confronted with the hardest question of all: Can she keep the secrets she's hidden from Tryson? And will Tryson fight for her love a second time, despite everything that has come between them?
Favour_9_Olajide · 48K Views

The Mistress Is Reborn As The Fiancée

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.
SukieWrites · 6K Views

Celestial Venom: The Starbound Ascension

**Title:** *Celestial Venom: The Starbound Ascension* **Genre:** Epic Fantasy / Cultivation Novel **Step into a World Where Stars and Insects Hold the Key to Cosmic Power...** In the secluded valley of Vessryn, where ancient forests whisper forgotten secrets and mountains cradle hidden magic, a humble village youth discovers a destiny written in the stars—and etched into the venom of a celestial insect. **Kaelan Voss**, a storm-eyed farmhand with restless dreams, stumbles upon a luminous creature in the enchanted Blackwood—a being of starlight and iridescent wings. This fateful encounter awakens a dormant power within him, binding his soul to the lost art of **Celestial Insect Cultivation**, an ancient practice that merges the lethal beauty of nature’s smallest predators with the boundless energy of the cosmos. **But power demands sacrifice.** As Kaelan uncovers cryptic texts and visions of swirling galaxies, he learns of the **Celestial Chrysalis**—a metamorphosis that could elevate him to godlike heights or consume him utterly. Yet dark forces stir in the shadows: rogue cultivators, covetous sects, and a legacy of corruption threatening to twist this cosmic gift into a tool of devastation. Guided by enigmatic allies like the wanderer **Torian** and driven to seek the reclusive sage **Master Solin**, Kaelan embarks on a perilous journey across ruins pulsing with latent magic and highlands veiled in myth. With every step, he must balance the allure of infinite power against the weight of a world teetering between enlightenment and chaos. **Will he ascend as a beacon of cosmic harmony… or become the harbinger of its ruin?** **Perfect for fans of:** - **Xianxia** tales with a fresh twist, blending insect-based cultivation and stellar mysticism. - **Epic coming-of-age journeys** where humble beginnings collide with universe-shaking stakes. - **Lush, immersive worlds** where every shadow hides ancient secrets and every star whispers destiny. **Dive into Chapter 1** and witness the awakening of a legend—where the flutter of a celestial wing ignites a war for the soul of creation. *The chrysalis has chosen. The stars align. Will you answer their call?* --- **Why Read It?** - **Unique Magic System:** Witness cultivation like never before—venomous insects and cosmic energy fuse into a breathtaking symbiosis. - **Moral Complexity:** Explore the razor’s edge between ambition and corruption in a world where power is as perilous as it is sublime. - **Cinematic Worldbuilding:** From moss-cloaked ruins to starlit temples, every page immerses you in a realm where myth and reality collide. **Begin the Ascension.** *Celestial Venom: The Starbound Ascension* awaits—where destiny is forged in venom and starlight.
Sail_in_my_dreams · 2.1K Views

The Venom That Saves

“Who are you? A dormant were wolf or a human?” His voice broke as he spoke. His eyes were silently pleading, anxiously waiting for the answer. Deep down, he knew it already. Yet, his stubborn heart refused to concede. The silence that followed was enough to escalate the hurt he felt in his heart from a dull throb, to burning glaring pain. The bullet wound he received a year ago hurt less than what he felt at that moment. “Here you go. It’s time to end this forever. Let’s make it fun while it lasts.” He handed her a shiny golden revolver. One look and she knew, neither could survive a shot between the eyes. There was only one bullet in the gun. Her hands shook as she tried to let go, as though it burnt at her skin. Kai didn’t let her. He won’t have any of it. This was his surrender. His eyes spoke words that his lips couldn’t. They were raw with emotions both familiar and foreign to her. Her own silver eyes filled with tears as she tried not to cry. “I choose to die by your hands. You are the only one with the right to take my life. Let’s begin!” He didn’t wait for her to process his words before helping her place the gun between his eyes, which never wavered from hers. Click! Click! Click! “Noooooooo!” She screamed as she dropped the gun. ************************************************************* DISCLAIMER!! Note that the chapters are not edited as of yet. However, they have very little grammatical errors here and there Nothing major. Please show some love and support for this new piece. I hope you will enjoy reading it. Additionally, don't forget to leave an honest review behind. It helps with the rating. Criticism are welcome, if and only if, they are meant in good faith. please, avoid being extreme and harsh in your corrections. I am only human after all. Don't forget to leave your comments, votes and gifts if you can. Thanks. Enjoy Join my Discord if you wish to interact with me and discuss the characters. https://discord.gg/jJeBuJN8 If you like my writing, you can always buy me coffee. It would be appreciated. https://ko-fi.com/kittenbunny
MUHACHE_JUMA · 143.6K Views

The Queen Of Special Agents Is Reborn Into A Wealthy Family

She was the queen of special agents, a blood-soaked legend who made the most powerful men in the world quake in fear. Ruthless, brilliant, and unmatched, her name was a death sentence. But when she opened her eyes again, she found herself trapped in the broken body of a useless rich girl, beaten half to death by her in-laws. Her husband? A filthy cheat who flaunted his mistress right in her face. Her mother-in-law? A venomous snake who degraded her as if she were less than dirt. And her so-called father? A greedy traitor plotting to steal the family fortune she was born to inherit. The world thought she was finished. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. Reborn as Gu Ling, she rose from the ashes as a demon from hell. The timid, broken girl was gone. In her place stood a woman who crushed her enemies underfoot without a second thought. She humiliated the mistress so thoroughly the woman would never dare show her face again. She beat her mother-in-law so mercilessly the woman never spoke another word of disrespect. Her useless husband? She made him crawl at her feet, begging for mercy, before throwing him out like trash. And that was just the beginning. She stormed into elite academies and martial arts halls, proving herself to be a force the world couldn’t contain. Step by step, she reclaimed her throne, her power, and her pride. The world whispered about Gu Ling, the discarded wife of the Lu family. They said she was a second-hand woman no man would ever touch. But as she stood above them all, a certain man knelt before her, a man whose name struck terror into the hearts of the underworld. He was cold, ruthless, and unstoppable. They called him the King of the Night. Gu Ling tilted his chin up with a queen’s arrogance, her lips curling into a wicked smile. “I accept your proposal,” she said, her voice dripping with power.
Otherhalf · 8.6K Views

Love Is But A Chance.

"No one falls in love by choice, it is by chance. No one stays in love by chance, it is by work. And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by choice." **** The air was heavy with tension as Delilah's voice trembled, "Let go of me, you monster!" Tears streamed down her face, her beautiful eyes red-rimmed from crying. But it was the look in his eyes, that look in Harrison's eyes chilled her to the bone - an abyss of coldness; ruthless, unforgiving and unyielding. " Never!" He hissed, his handsome features expressing almost a psychopathic possessiveness; his voice dripping resolute venom. *** When childhood sweethearts were torn apart after Su Zhe Jin, Harrison Su moved away, Delilah was left shattered. Her family planned to relocate years later, but fate had other plans. A terrorist attack changed everything, and Delilah's life was forever altered. After a term of chaos and confusion, Delilah found solace in Fulfilled Dreams High School, D City. But little did she know, her life was about to take another dramatic turn. A mysterious box hidden in the attic of her home held secrets that could upend her view of the world. As Delilah navigated love, loss, pain, betrayal, and lots more; she must learn to take her stand. Harrison's once-again return ignited a firestorm of emotions, for their reunion was a little complicated. Delilah's family is hiding secrets, and a shocking revelation, forcing her into a desperate engagement with another man. Harrison's jealousy ignites, threatening to destroy them both. Will their love survive the lies, betrayal, and secrets that surround them? «««««««♦»»»»»»» Author's Note: This story begins with Delilah and Harrison's early lives, tracing their journey from the innocence of high school to the heartbreak of adulthood, and ultimately, to the moment when their paths collide once more. Join me on this emotional rollercoaster as we delve into the complexities of love, family, and identity. I hope you stay with me as the story begins to unfold. Remember to leave your honest reviews, this humble author is ready to listen to your thoughts. ♥ midsummer07.
Midsummer07 · 103.5K Views

The Animagus: From Hunter to Monster

There came a sudden ravage by monstrous creatures in a civilian world, leaving humanity's hope to lurk in shadows. Hunters, trained in special schools, wield potential and abilities that enabled them keep the beasts at bay. For Buji, life’s difficulties stem not from being an orphan, but from relentless bullying. Nicknamed “the weakling,” he detests the label but bears it forcefully since he could do nothing. When he transfers to a new school to join his foster sister, Buji thought things would be different. But, during the Awakening Ceremony of the school, he find out a shocking truth: he's was going to be an S-Rank hunter without a talent. Awakening no talent only added more difficulty to his life struggle as he was branded an outcast. On the verge of death during his first raid, Buji awakens an enigmatic system. [Host Found] [Survival due to inheritance] [Congrats, you have gained the status of a 'player'.] [The player, upon leveling up will awaken a potent monster] [Class: Animagus | Type: Snake | Aspect: Venom] [Do you accept?] Given the choice to embrace a monstrous path, Buji seizes it with unyielding resolve. 'If becoming a monster is my only path to strength, I’ll take it—and the world will regret casting me aside. Fighting against these hunters was going to be a job, but imagine a world where I had control over monsters, had my own monster kingdom, and becoming the strongest of all. Stepping on these hunters won’t be a deal anyway.' "Yes!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Follow me through to wander the path of this novel. Join my discord link: https://discord.gg/AkmDQUmWx3
Simma_boi · 131.8K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 702.9K Views

My Villainous Mother is the Feared Lord Fiancée.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, especially when that woman was a mother. Lady Lucinda would do just about anything to keep her adorable little boy out of the clutches of her ex fiance; his apparent father, so it was no suprise when she signed the contract offered by the most feared Lord of their continent . The man rumored to have killed every fiancee sent his way. It takes a devil to know another as she wasn’t surrounded by good rumors either. A witch, a venomous bitch, two faced hag— what names hasn’t she been called . But Lucinda was willing to walk through hell itself if it meant to keep her precious son with her. So signing a contract with the Evil Lord was nothing especially when she already danced with the rumored devil. Fighting through the dictation of society views of being a single mother wasn’t easy, but she now has the alliance of the infamous evil lord . On her journey of vengeance she realized she would not just be fighting the battle of a single mother but the disgusting views imposed on women and the way they should appear. Coupled with fending off her white loctus of a step sis. When their time spent together rekindle the flames of her secret passion stolen by her detrimental family, she just about realize, why not have her revenge in style. even if she has to claw her way to the top of the fashion world, she would drag her hopes and dreams harbored by her child self. Secrets of the past threatened to swallow them all and when enemies from both side bring dangers to her facade of a small happy family. Would she be able to fight the tides of conflict unscathered and will she realized that just maybe her relationship of convenience wasn’t a facade after all... Lady Lucinda: “I don’t know if i should kiss you or stab you”. Lord Silas: “Why not both. The pain adds to the pleasure deliciously”. What to expect; A cute conniving boy child. A villainous mother. A psychopathic Lord. Face slapping, drama, sweet moments, mature content both intimately and gruesome. And so much more. The bookcover art does not belong to me. credit goes to the real owner.
VickyWinter · 232.3K Views

Techno-Heretic

Eli is an ancient man sentenced to death for the crime of surpassing the sacred number of 32.8, which is the allowed percentage of increased mental ability from the use of AI chips. As he journeys through death and into a world of fantasy and magic, he finds himself approaching never before seen heights of magical power and ability. Powers that will shape the world and would see him go down in legends for generations ever after. But just because someone acquires magical abilities, that doesn't mean magic is suddenly the most important thing in their life. Some people aren't looking to be all-powerful gods, have the world bow at their feet, or spend their days obsessing over accumulating ever more power. Some people just want acceptance, stability, and the warmth of their loved ones to drive away the cold loneliness of the night. And in a world where magic is the bedrock of society, where magic is what determines who is preferred for siring children, where people with high magical ability are destined to live in great luxury and those without magic simply live to make due, this difference in values and perspective could not have a starker contrast. As Eli and the people around him navigate the misconceptions and deceptions of this world, he will represent a great and magnificent future for the human race. One where humanity will stand above the elves, dwarves, orcs, fairies, and all the horrors of the world. Sadly, men's tools are as fallible as the people who make them, and in a society where the potential of an individual is determined solely through their magical level, this seed of promise may yet turn venomous. This book is now available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08N3K5D4G Discord server: https://discord.gg/wP5ehQjeFz
garrick_skalnor · 467.7K Views

His darling rose

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.
Kylie_Smith_4751 · 2.5K Views

Serpent of Silver Flames

'Alarys Military Academy welcomes all the candidates to its doors. I would like to thank all the Kruvaryans for dispatching their youth to us. I may remind you again that this is not a sacrifice but a step towards the eternal prosperity of Kruvarys. Do your Army proud, so you do your Kingdom proud.' Alarys Military Academy was nothing more than a slaughterhouse and Gwen was one of the many sacrificial goats who were forcefully shoved into the entry trials this year. To live, she must survive. To live, she must bond with one of the fire-breathers. But even if she did survive the trials, she had to survive the military academy filled with the offspring of the generals who destroyed the lives of everyone in their Kingdom. However, later she figured out that she had more life-threatening problems in hand. In the Academy, a different sort of mystery awaited her and she couldn't help but think that there was something more sinister about the Military Academy than what met the eye. Bound with her enemy and the Governor General's handsomely infuriating son, Damian Thorndyke, she had to figure out the links between the magic of the lands and the sinister incidents that happened in the Academy every year. All her life, Gwen was considered an outcast for not having a magical moon stone just like every human on the lands. But now that she had the magic she yearned for, why did it seem like the magic in their lands was more of a curse than a blessing? ——— "You are no princess, Gwen," his fingers brushed her cheek as his twilight eyes bore into hers, "You are wild. A breathtakingly ethereal, murderous little venom. You bow to no one. And when I look at you? I am terrified. Terrified of the things that I would do for you." This is a fantasy-romance enemies to lovers trope. Update rate: 1-3 chapters per day, along with bonus chapters during the weekends. 1 super gift = 6 bonus chapters Do support me by sending a gift!
MayaaMartinez · 178.5K Views

My rebirth secret wife is a rare gem

Present life Lily Rylan's life is turned into a nightmare when her stepmom, Viviana, calls her on phone on her wedding day, speaking with a hint of malice in her voice, tells her not to enter the wedding venue, instead instructing her to return home immediately. "Don't come to the wedding hall," her stepmother Viviana says, her words dripping with venom. This shocking command is just the beginning of a day filled with betrayal and heartbreak. As Lily arrives at the family manor, she pays the taxi driver, who immediately congratulates her, wishing "Lily a happy marriage." This makes Lily feel weird, and she quickly steps out of the taxi, raising her beautiful wedding gown. "Thank you," she says, smiling brightly, despite already feeling nervous. Walking from the gate, Lily's stunning wedding gown is on full display. The beautiful, big manor looms before her, complete with a fountain of water at its center. As she enters the manor's parlour, she's met with an elegant yet tense atmosphere. Her mother's picture is discarded in the least viewed spot - a secluded spot which is hardly seen in the parlour wall, while her stepmother's pictures are all over the walls, featuring her father intimately standing, holding her, and her stepsister, Liliana, by her side, smiling brightly. Lily still feels disgusted by them and immediately looks away, taking out her handkerchief and cleaning her eyes, as if she's seen something dirty. She's pulled from her thoughts by her stepmother walking down the staircase, followed by her father. "You called me home, stepmother Viviana? Is it anything serious?" Lily asks, her voice laced with concern. "How many times should I tell you to call her mother, but never mind for now," her father says, his voice firm but laced with a hint of annoyance. Her stepmother Viviana continues, beaming happily, "Your fiancé was drunk during your engagement after you left, saying you had something important to attend to. Now, we thought about it and finally want to tell you they were drugged and slept together. You don’t want your stepsister to be sad or give birth outside marriage, we won’t allow it. You have to allow her to marry him. No one knows how you currently look like now, so allow your sister to marry her husband."her father stated and continued his statement "He's the father of her unborn child, you have to understand," her stepmother immediately smiled brightly smirking at her happily. A sad smile is etched across Lily's face because they're only telling her this so she won't embarrass them by going to the wedding hall, which would be made impossible. Her father's eyes narrow, his voice cold. "You will do as we say, Lily. You will step aside and allow Liliana to marry Zayn." Lily's eyes flash with anger. "What if she has been with him for a long time, or even if he's not the father of the baby?" she spits, her voice venomous. Her stepsister, Liliana, smirks, and Lily retorts, "Her slutty mom gave birth to a slut like herself." This makes everyone gasp, and even the maids quickly escape from the family quarrel, not wanting to hear what would lead to their death. Lily's father immediately delivers a hard slap on her face, making his five fingers appear on her face. "You ungrateful wench," he growls angrily. Lily wipes the blood off, raises her head, and looks at her father scornfully. "You're just trying to cover up your own mistakes," she says, her voice cold. "You did the same thing, that's why you feel it's normal, right?" She says mockingly. Her father is about to hit her again when Liliana steps forward, saying, "Dad, no, don’t hit her again. I can understand how hurt she feels." lily and her husband moments shush I don’t want others to hear this sweet sound from you my white rose do you know how surprised I am you are finally mine lily this made lily shudder not with fear but in a sweet way coz his look said it all
Miravixen · 1.6K Views

Villain: I Impregnated The Hero's Mother At The Beginning!

Yang Chen had been reborn into the body of a foolish villain in a cultivation novel, a character whose destiny was intertwined with that of the protagonist. His fate, it seemed, had already been sealed with an irreparable grudge against the destined hero. However, Yang Chen quickly realized something critical: he was utterly incapable of defeating the protagonist. Thus, in an uncharacteristic moment of clarity, he chose the only sensible course of action—he would save the hero's life. He took the initiative to remove the venomous cold poison that plagued the hero's mother, hoping to somehow avoid further conflict. Yet, after a month of close interaction, something unexpected happened—an undeniable bond began to form between the two. One year later, a child was born. Yang Chen had assumed that, after the birth of the child, Junior Brother Lin Yan would set aside any lingering animosity, perhaps for the sake of his mother and their shared little one. But life had other plans. [The host's son has been born and has stolen 3,000 luck points from his elder brother, the protagonist!] [The Great Villain System is now officially activated!] Yang Chen felt helpless. This cursed system had appeared at the most inconvenient time! Wasn't this forcing him to confront Junior Brother Lin Yan? And to make matters worse—he was now the child's stepfather! ==== Raw: 反派:男主母亲生子后,我乐疯了 Author: Yun Chang Reads Spring And Aut Cover: X (Twitter)
LinaTL · 4.7K Views

Cursed Facade

“Wake up.” The icy splash of water jolted Jasmine awake, her breath hitching as reality crashed down. Disoriented and trembling, she barely registered a hand striking her cheek. The sharp sting and the metallic tang of blood grounded her in a nightmare she couldn’t escape. Sebastian loomed over her, his presence as sharp and cold as the venom in his voice. “Welcome, princess. How do you find Montague's hospitality?” His smirk was colder than the water dripping from her face. “I bring news,” he continued, his words cutting like a blade. “Your father has finally met justice—straight to hell.” Jasmine froze, tears welling in her eyes. “No,” she whispered, shaking her head. “What happened to my father? What did you do to him?” Sebastian’s smirk twisted into something darker. “What did I do?” he repeated, his voice low and venomous. “I gave your father exactly what he deserved—for destroying my sister’s life, for tearing my family apart.” He leaned in closer, his gaze piercing and unrelenting. “But don’t mistake this for an ending, Jasmine. This is only the beginning.” Her voice cracked as she pleaded, “Please—you’ve got it wrong. My father and I would never harm anyone!” Sebastian’s grip tightened on her chin, his unrelenting gaze boring into her. “Spare me your innocence,” he hissed. “I should be glad he’s dead—but I’m not because I didn’t kill him myself. So I’ll settle for you. Every tear, every ounce of pain, will torment him in his grave.” Even as fear consumed her, Jasmine’s voice trembled with defiance. “You’re wrong. Whatever you think you know, it’s a lie.” Jasmine’s memories were fragmented, her past shrouded in mystery. She couldn’t even remember her father’s face, let alone the sins this man accused them of. She didn’t know where to begin, or who to turn to for answers. But one thing was clear: He wasn’t just her captor—he was her storm. And the storm between them had only begun.
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