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"Grey, elemental affinity, zero" The Elder announced the result loudly On hearing this, it was like a bolt of lightning struck Grey, he stood there dumbfounded and just stared at the Elder. Shocked voices could be heard from the people and there was some which were also filled with scorn. Grey stood dazed amidst all the noises without any reactions. One word was constantly reverberating in his head, 'How?'. 'Why, why did this happen to me?' Grey asked himself over and over again **************** Unbeknownst to Grey, something greater lies in wait in his body.... *************** Check out the book, leave a review after reading, and also your powerstones. Hope you enjoy this, and Thanks for reading ^_^ P.S: When I started this book I had zero writing experience, so the first chapters aren't that great, although, my writing quality has improved over time. Also, English isn't my first language, so there are some instances where my choice of words are not good enough for what I'm trying to portray. A heads up, the book will be using a medieval setting. My world building is not the best, but it gets better over time, so bear with me on the early chapters! P.S: Cover art not mine I just edited it. If you're the owner and want me to take it down you can notify me. Other novel: Lunar:Secret Guardians Check it out as well! Discord Server: https://discord.gg/gs68a4ZzaN

Initially, Bai Fu only intended to farm the players' favor to survive, planning to leverage their power to deal with the NPCs that opposed her. However, she accidentally overdid it. From being the 'Players' Sturdiest Support' to 'The Lonely Guardian of the Frontier', and then to 'The First Saint in the Empire's Corrupt World'. Players took the initiative and elevated her to a divine status. In the third millennium of the Empire, a former Emperor, who requested anonymity, loudly complained during a newspaper interview. 'Those immortals charged into the palace shouting about friendship and bonds, and forcibly placed the crown on the head of Bai Fu, this demon. Such a sin!' Bai Fu responded to the accusations with great indignation. 'How am I a demon? From the beginning, I have always advocated love and justice. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes wide open... It's also difficult for me. Sometimes, it's worth looking for the reason within oneself. Have you ever tried to be a good person over these years? Why do the immortals only attack you and not me?'

Linyue, an emotionally stunted cultivator with a talent for logic (and attracting disasters), volunteers to become the substitute bride for the fearsome King of Shulin, Shu Mingye—replacing the runaway Second Princess. For reasons known only to her (and maybe the heavens). Fortunately (or perhaps very unfortunately), she doesn’t come alone. Accompanied by her three loud, chaotic companions who specializes in finding trouble, inventing trouble and loudly denying they caused the trouble, Linyue heads south to Shulin. What should have been a straightforward political marriage quickly spirals into misadventures, bad decisions, and accidental heroism. From encountering supposedly extinct divine beast, surviving demon attacks, chasing legendary (or possibly imaginary) herbs, accidentally uncovering dark secrets beneath an innocent-looking doll shop, hunting the cure for a mysterious disease, to uncovering the mystery behind the calamity like disaster—all while man handling terrifying and fearful yet emotionally fragile King of Shulin. Shu Mingye: “I told you I would chain you to the bed. Remember?” Linyue: “You said that when you were sleepy.” Shu Mingye: "I'm not sleepy and I never joke." Shen Zhenyu: “I’m not hearing this. I’m injured. My ears are broken.” Song Meiyu: "Is that how he flirts with her?" Linyue: “It must be the soup. The soup spilled on him. It got into his clothes. Messed with his brain. I think... I think he even flirted with Brother Zhenyu.” Shen Zhenyu: "Let’s see if she survives this.” He Yuying: "She's dead. Chain incoming." As danger closes in, buried secrets rise, and Linyue finds herself caught between duty, desire, and the past she thought she buried—she begins to wonder: Is she still pretending to be the princess… or has she already become the Queen of Shulin? This story is about:  “A chaotic adventure filled with comedy (?), slow-burn romance, and lurking danger as they uncover the truth behind the Weeping Moon.”

"Mate," my wolf spoke loudly in my mind.  The smell hit me first. A smoky cedarwood, dark and heavy. My body reacted before my head even had a chance to process what was going on, and then I saw him. Alpha Elias Beaumont. He was tall, and handsome. His full dark hair made me feel bald and emerald eyes were sharper than the edge of a knife.  He stole the moment. The rest of the world went into oblivion. He was mine. I took one step closer and he retreated. The earth beneath my feet could have turned to liquid, it was that soft. Elias's face impossible to decipher, his jaw shut tight, his eyes burning with some feeling I had no notion how to classify. My wolf yelped in agony, but I held strong, muzzling my own breath into a level plane, waiting…waiting for him to speak. He felt it just like I did. I moved towards him, but he stopped me with his hand. "Don't," he warned.  And then, his words, individually like a blade, cutting through me. "I, Alpha Elias Beaumont of the Artemis Pack, deny you, Amara Kings, as my mate." ~ For eighteen years, Amara Kings has been nothing more than a ghost—a forgotten heir locked away in secrecy. On the night of her long-awaited debut, she senses her fated mate among the guests. But her dreams of love and freedom shatter when Alpha Elias Beaumont, the man destined to be hers, publicly rejects her and claims her sister, Kamla, instead. Betrayed and heartbroken, Amara swears Kamla will not get away with her deception. But when Kamla is found murdered that same night, all eyes turn to Amara. Branded a jealous killer, she is thrown into a nightmare of torture and humiliation at the hands of the mate who once denied her. But Amara is no ordinary wolf. As darkness rises and buried secrets unravel, she discovers a power within her that could reshape the entire werewolf world—or destroy it. With enemies lurking in the shadows, an obsessed Alpha vying for her heart, and Elias desperate for redemption, Amara must decide: will she seek vengeance, claim her rightful place, or carve a new destiny of her own? The truth was never meant to come to light. But now that it has, the world will never be the same.

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!"

Book 2 of the Rainbow Sisters Series Ophira Laurier is the second-born of the infamous Seven Sisters—a gold-medalist athlete, a quiet protector, and the steady force in a house that never stops moving. She's used to bruises and broken nails, to carrying weight without complaint. But no one warned her that love could ache worse than any sprain. Her secret? Ozaire Elrod. Captain of the boys' team. Sharp, composed, and maddeningly kind. He's the boy she’s been silently rooting for—heart skipping, eyes lingering, always from a distance. The crush she carried like a secret? Turns heavy, sharp-edged. Because she loved him quietly. And he doubted her loudly. Now, Ophira has to face what hurts more: the betrayal of strangers—or the silence of the one boy she never wanted to stop believing in. This isn’t just about a camera. Or revenge. It’s about heartbreak. Power. And a girl choosing herself first.

How many years ..... have passed? Uh..one...two...three... uh..four...five..hmm. Five years....hmm..uhhhh...haahaaahaaa...[laughing loudly] ..Finally...finally..it is ready ..I am ready... screaming loudly Indra looked at his hands then towards the glittery glowing greenish blue crystal which had been just a plain black rock for last five years. He had been waiting stuck in a room with transparent walls surrounding him. The only view he could see outside was 'Nothing'..There was nothing ..not even a single non living entity. It was dark all around..but sometimes he could see a pinkish light dispersed in the surrounding which used to disappear after some time. The room he was in had been floating in this darkness unaware of where it was heading just lost in this pin drop silence. Surprisingly he had not been hungry nor tired in these five years. But he felt he would go insane in this loneliness and eternal silence....

Blaze of Glory A fart-propelled sniper. A time-traveling scientist with a broken hand. A sentient custard blob humming Glenn Miller. Together, they will accidentally break time, punch a god, and save existence from being edited into a bland Wikipedia entry. It starts on D-Day, 1944. Dr. Juniper Flux, a future-born, sarcasm-loaded chronologist with a glitchy time machine and a chroniton-infected arm, crash-lands smack into World War II. She’s supposed to observe quietly. Instead, she teams up with Hank Rigby — a flatulent sniper-poet with Dragonbone scars, a tragic past, and exactly zero impulse control. Together, they dodge Nazis, awaken a sentient custard blob named Yoggy, and ruin the multiverse's carefully curated silence. History gets rewritten. Gods get angry. One explodes from emotional oversaturation. Fifteen years later, the universe is broken. Entire timelines are being "shushed" by Reapers — cosmic librarians with giant scissors who hate jazz, love order, and really want everyone to just be quiet forever. Enter: the Custard Rebellion. Now, armed with a memory-firing revolver, a jazz-powered war mech, timeline tacos, and the collective trauma of an exploded pantheon, Juni, Hank, Kaelen Thorn (the last god of noise), and Yoggy must sing, scream, fart, and fight their way to the heart of the Greater — a being trying to delete every spark of emotion from reality. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s glorious. And it smells faintly of burned tortillas and cosmic regret. [five star] “Finally, a book that combines time travel, emotional damage, jazz warfare, sentient desserts, and fart-based heroics. I laughed, I cried, I loudly declared war on the Reapers using only a kazoo. If you don’t read this, you hate fun.” Deadpool (Probably)

He narrows his green eyes at me as he leans back, folding his arms across his chest, "We're really going to do this again, aren't we?" "What do you mean?" I ask, annoyed. "This little game where you pretend to hate me, when I really know you're just in love with me," he replies, smirking. I scoff and roll my eyes, "In love?" I laugh loudly, "With you? No. I loathe you." Hating Jordan Gallagher was just so easy... "It's not that I don't believe in love. I just don't think it's meant for people like me."- Jordan Gallagher “Sometimes the people who hurt us the worst are the ones we need the most.”- Elyse Gates

The cut was deep. It ran from the sole of her feet to her ankle. Fresh blood trikled down from her foot. How long was it until she reached another village. The forest was covered in snow and the frost Had started bite her skin. Amelein heaved for air as she had been in the forest for the past hour. Save for the hoooting of an owl and a wild cat that had meowed some minutes ago, she was practically alone. But the wind brought a faint sound to her ear... footsteps. They were faint but she could hear it and now she knew she had company. And she was sure it was not good company. She was at a disadvantage because her foot was injured. The only thing that her subconscious told her was one word. 'run' But her strength was failing her. She prayed enearstly for som sort of escape. What if it was a vampire! Or worst a black witch.!!!! She tried to steady her breath while hiding behind one of the trees. It had large branches which was enough to cover her. She bent over and sat on the forest floors while steadying herself on her good foot. She left the other foot to rest straight while stretching it to avoid the injured side. ***** Dante walked through the forest while watching out for signs of black witches. No normal man would walk into this part of the forest. It was called the heart of the forest for a reason. Even though it was quiet. The eery silence and the fog that rose to the length of his knees and circled the entire forest. It was said to start at the stroke of midnight,some said the were spirits of the deceased the were wandering about since they refused to pass through the gates of eternal rest. Hell or heaven? Who cared anyways. He was there because of the council man who said he had heard of the black witch who had been creating a potion turn humans into a docile state and she had planned an attack on an entire human village but he was sure the attack had already taken place because , it was meant to take place that night. He wasn't a saint to come here to save the city... Of course not . There were people in the department and they were too lazy to do their jobs. Just when he was about to kick the wooden door he found deep in the heart of the forest that looked like a small old box house. It was so small that he doubted if it was up to quarter the size of his room. Suddenly he smelt something in the air, it it was very potent. It was blood. His fangs grew and began to crave blood. He struggled to control his thirst and it seemed really bad at the moment. It enveloped his senses which made him momentarily forget his mission to trace the source of the blood. This wasn't human blood but then what race was this? He began walking until he got to a thicket of trees where so many trees clustered together there by forming an umbrella. He held up his short revolver gun and held it up with both hands while using his ears as extra set of equipment used to pick up any odd sounds. Just as he was about to take a step forward he a spike in a heart beat but it was beating at a slow beat which was odd. He used his nostrils to concentrate but the sound and the smell where coming from the same place. Then he sighted a dress and soon he could make out a silhouette of a woman in a seated position. but what was a human female doing in this part of the forest. But she didn't look like a witch. While still in thought he heard the woman scream so loudly, letting out a shrill cry. That was when he noticed the presence of a vampire with but it was a low level vampire with bright red eyes but his fangs were longer than normal. A deranged vampire. His nails grew out long and harshly grabbed the woman while piercing his nails into her skin causing blood to ooze out of the injured hands. Dante seeing this quickly aimed for the head of the corrupted vampire making the later fall limb on the ground after releasing the woman. But instead of one rather two bodies fell to the ground, one following the other.

“Is love about who made your heart race… or who knew when to step back so it could keep beating?” Silas loved her in secret, in sacrifice. Caelum loves her in presence, in patience. And she— She stands at the heart of it all, carrying a love shaped by memory and promise, torn between what was, and what dares to be. Not every heart chooses loudly. Some stay. Some let go. But in the end, she must ask not just who loves her— but who walks beside her when the storm comes. As ancient vows awaken and forgotten missions collide, Lhady must confront not only who she loves… but why. Is it the comfort of a future built slowly and safely? Or the echo of a past carved in sacrifice? In the end, Have You Someone to Protect? is not just a question of loyalty—it’s a question of love, identity, and the burdens we carry for those we dare to keep close. And whom does she, in turn, choose to protect?

[WSA Entry 2025] : “Is love about who made your heart race… or who knew when to step back so it could keep beating?” Silas loved her in secret, in sacrifice. Caelum loves her in presence, in patience. And she— She stands at the heart of it all, carrying a love shaped by memory and promise, torn between what was, and what dares to be. Not every heart chooses loudly. Some stay. Some let go. But in the end, she must ask not just who loves her— but who walks beside her when the storm comes. As ancient vows awaken and forgotten missions collide, Lhady must confront not only who she loves… but why. Is it the comfort of a future built slowly and safely? Or the echo of a past carved in sacrifice? In the end, Have You Someone to Protect? is not just a question of loyalty—it’s a question of love, identity, and the burdens we carry for those we dare to keep close. And whom does she, in turn, choose to protect?

*Changed Title* He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri is a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

Rishi, an introverted NRI engineer living in London, returns to India after his grandfather’s death. When a last-minute flight ticket mix-up leaves him stranded, his family urges him to travel alone by train from Delhi to Sriperumbudur. Silently agreeing, Rishi boards the Tamil Nadu Express—alone, with only music and movies to pass the time. But fate has other plans. A missing charger leads him into unexpected conversations with fellow passengers—a struggling assistant director, a Telugu family, a north-indian woman preparing for her college reunion. Stories are shared, ideas exchanged, and slowly, something inside Rishi shifts. From helping others carry their memories to becoming part of their lives, he starts to discover that even in silence, connection thrives. When he’s invited to speak at a reunion event, fear grips him—but a glance at the woman who believed in him reminds him how far he’s come. His voice trembles, but it speaks. Not loudly. Just enough. Rishi finally reaches his grandfather’s village, only to find no one else came. But an old friend of his grandfather reveals that Rishi alone fulfilled his final wish—and offers him a reward. Rishi smiles, not for the prize, but for the lessons: strangers can become companions, silence can teach more than words, and every journey holds meaning—even the ones we never planned.

"Hey, want to be reincarnated?" It all started with that simple question, sure it wasn't said exactly in that way or context but it's all the same, the events remained the same... and so did its effects, its effects on both her story and on herself. Mysterious beings sending people across the many worlds through a cafe and their strange sense of doing things have brought her into an experience that she would either regret experiencing or look back on as necessary suffering. An alien planet of human-looking people who display power and skills of unique origin. With blasters, air rifles, railguns, flying ships, flying cars, spaceships, teleporters, and enormous rings, she woke to find herself in a world that was foreign to her with all forms of objects that she could only dream of. They continuously went against what she thought to be humanly possible, though I guess that is no longer a valid thought to have, they however have predetermined thoughts about her. The people there despised her existence, they wished for her pain, her suffering, her death... Throughout many years of pain and suffering, she still found a way to come out on top, she found a way to prove her existence ignoring all that was done to her and said about her. Like a bolt of lightning, she came quickly, she came loudly, and she left her presence in the hearts and minds of the people she encountered, for that was what she desired, for however much they wanted her erasure and disappearance she wanted them to be reminded of her presence even more. Blue Paint. Her hair and eyes cultivate the paint that is splattered across the canvas that is her, and the pain she amasses shall be the brush she uses to plaster said paint. At the end of the journey even with the many things, she shall experience on the way her mind will always go back to when she was asked that very simple question. "Hey, do you want to be reincarnated?" *** Extra Tags – Gender-bender, Action, Adventure, War, etc. Chapter length - 1500 - 2700 One chapter a week. (No promises) COVER IS NOT MINE, I am not the cover's rightful owner. If the original artist wants it taken down then please contact me! Discord: https://discord.gg/cBKysw4VFx

Nora, a severely heartbroken teenager trying heal from the wound embedded by her parents leaves to go on a journey to fulfill her lifelong passion. What happens when her fate intertwines with a worldwide idol who suffers from deep regret and pain. What if i said i want to do just that, what if i'm willing to leave everything behind" Nora replied while staring in his eyes with a straight face. "You are probably not thinking straight right now" he replied with great urgency. Nora chuckled loudly like she was suddenly bewitched "I don't think i have ever made a decision as wise as this right now". **** Nora was expecting a reply but there was none just deep stares scanning her face like he wanted to suck in her soul. She glanced around, making sure there weren't curious eyes lurking around. "What are you doing, is there something on my face?" Nora whispered while touching her face. "You owe me one" Yoongi suddenly said, his voice low as he walked away.

Pak! My hand stings at the affect of the slap making me feel how real this is. My brother was blasting the music too loudly in the house. I guess he didn't hear it. And I guess he wouldn't care even if he did. But I felt it resonate in my room. I stare at his face. I don't know what other people would react like when your best friend kisses you out of the blue. But mine was that and the slap was instinctive. I see his expression which showed that he was expecting this from me. He was half apologetic is what I felt. He looks up at me holding his cheek which I just slapped and I thought he was handsome at that moment, out of the 15 years we've known each other. Weird but I couldn't help it. I gulp and he takes a step forward and I move back as a reflex. I don't know if it was a right decision when I came out to him and now I can't go back anyway. But will I regret it, is the question. He keeps advancing as I move back until my back hits the wall. He looks at me dead in the eyes. Aravind comes out to his best friend from childhood, Devanand, only to suddenly finding out that Devanand was also confused about his feelings. Read it to find out if they will find a middle ground and the clarity they want. Disclaimer from Aravind : Do not let your best friend flirt with you ! It is not good for your heart ! I wrote something with my own background this time. Hope you guys will enjoy it just as much.

Her Gentle Jihad Three stories. One family. No one gets out unchanged. Emris Varlowe doesn't believe in love. A notorious heartbreaker with charm and chaos in equal measure, he lives by his own rules-until he meets Aisha Farooq. She's sharp, composed, and immune to everything he throws at her. When their rivalry explodes in a university debate hall, what begins as intellectual warfare becomes something far more personal-and impossible to walk away from. Years later, Aisha and Emris have built a life wrapped in quiet storms and complicated love. But their children carry their own battles. Sofia, quiet and disciplined, finds herself reluctantly tutored by Daelen Reeve-an aloof university senior with shadows behind his calm. She only wants to pass commerce. He only wants to finish the job. But late-night sessions turn into something deeper, something neither of them dares to name. ara, their adopted daughter, moves through the world unnoticed-but never unaffected. Witty, perceptive, and fiercely loyal, she wrestles with belonging in a family that loves loudly but often looks right past her. Meanwhile, Jungkook Farooq-the family's high-achieving son and rising CEO-returns from abroad burned out by ambition. But in the chaos of his carefully constructed life, he finds something S unexpected: a woman who challenges his view of loyalty, ambition, and the kind of love he never thought he needed. Her Gentle Jihad is a layered exploration of emotional rebellion, inner transformation, and the slow-burning relationships that change us most-whether we want them to or not.

'Oh God pretty please! This looks too good to be true.' Mia thought as she pushed her lips forward with her eyes closed to be kissed. Rey's breath got labored, he had to fight against getting a hard-on just looking at her this way. 'What is she doing to me?' He saw the way her eyes closed in earnest, trying to get a kiss from him. He almost gave in but held himself back at the last minute, what was wrong with him!? This is against the contract; she said it herself, 'no strings attached.' This, this whole thing was breaching the contract. "What do you think you are doing?" Rey chuckled loudly making Mia's eyes open abruptly. "What." She looked at his mocking gaze and felt the air being squeezed out of her lungs. "Do you have what it takes to kiss me?" The question rang over and again in her head, and her eyes blurred with tears. Looking down to avoid him seeing her hurt which he already noticed by the way, she shook her head in response. "You must be delusional." Rey avoided looking at Mia after seeing the initial hurt in her eyes. He knew his words were hurtful, but he had to say them to cut any unnecessary bond between them; this was purely a business transaction and nothing else. 'Delusional' repeated itself in Mia's head and whatever romantic thought she had about him died instantly. "What was it you wanted to do? Kiss me even when I pay you. ****** Mia who had sat down on the pile of her clothes with her now dried body, looked about distraught. "I shouldn't have allowed him anywhere close to me." Her eyes were reddened, and her lips pouted as she was about to cry. In such an intense moment, she forgot there were to be no strings attached, and everything was to be transactional. Holding onto the pain and embarrassment of the night, she vowed never to allow herself to fall too cheap for his deliberate deception. ******* "Reynaldo Davies, the first and only son of The Davies, finds himself in a constricted situation of choosing a wife, a command made clear by his Father, Mr Davies, on turning sixty, otherwise, young Davies would forfeit his inheritance to his younger sister. He makes a business proposal with Mia, his cook, who has no expectation of any kind, coming from the fling Reynaldo. In desperation, she agrees but only on the condition that certain lines are drawn and rules are kept. All is fair and clear until Celine, Reynaldo's high school friend, comes into the picture. His mother had arranged an engagement for them against Reynaldo's persistence in dating his cook, "acting as his girlfriend". Would this act bloom into something beautiful? What would be the fate of Mia? Would Celine succeed in her quest for love? Will he gain his inheritance?

When Sky Fell She was a storm in ribbons. He was the silence before it. Sky Ren is too much for most people—too cheerful, too clingy, too nice, too soft. With her ink-black hair cascading down to her knees, a heart too big for her chest, and a smile for everyone from janitors to professors, she dances through law school like the sun walks through clouds. And Kai Ashford hates the sun. He’s everything she’s not: cold, composed, calculating. The heir to a billion-dollar empire, built like a sin, and already too involved in the adult world of power and business to believe in bright girls who trip over air and call it fate. They were never supposed to cross paths. But then her hair got tangled in his coat button, and suddenly, she was all up in his world—talking too much, laughing too loudly, and seeing through his carefully built walls like they were made of glass. And he couldn’t look away. She fell first. But when Sky fell— Kai caught fire.

Harry didn't used to have a name until a pretty doctor has given him one. He was just a five year old boy who was quiet , introvert and smart. One day his biological father schemed against his uncle, he had no idea he was destined to die with his uncle that day. But fortunately somehow they survived, he didn't knew that he'll meet someone in the hospital who will give the love he was deprived of since birth. He'll meet his benefactor sent by the God. Guess this trouble was somehow blessing in disguise. . . . . Crystal was a intern doctor working in one of the hospital. One night her father called her and told her she has to marry someone he has arranged and she has no other choice. He also informed her that the guy he found is crippled so she doesn't have to make a fuss about this. Fate has it that guy she saved on the request of little boy is the same crippled man she is destined to marry. No one knows what this marriage will bring in crystal, Harry and the crippled man's life. Will they stay together or part their ways let's see. Excerpt Crystal was sitting in the greenhouse of her mansion which looked more like a jungle. A big black cat was lying near her feet. Its green eyes glinted darkly when it heard someone's approaching footsteps. Crystal looked up and saw Ivan dragging a bloodied man in the greenhouse. The man pleaded to her for mercy he said, "Please give me a chance. I wouldn't betray you again." Crystal closed the book in her lap and leaned towards the man and said, "Can you take away the pain my Harry is suffering from right now." The man cried loudly and pleaded for mercy again and again. Crystal was annoyed by his loud voice. She looked at Jade. Its black fur was shining in the sunlight. She asked, "Jade are you hungry?" Jade let out a roar and stood up elegantly. Jade took two steps back and jumped towards the man. She removed the man's hand in one bite. The man was eaten alive by the big black cat. There wasn't a sign of remorse on Crystal's face. After Jade was full she called servants to clean after her and Jade walked towards Crystal and laid down beside her leg and Crystal continued stroking its fur.

MAIN STORY: COMPLETED SIDE STORY 1, 2, 3 & 4: COMPLETED ONE SHOT COLLECTION: 8/8 COMPLETED A secretary faces a difficult choice: to join or not to join a dating site for the most eligible bachelor alive, Her boss. However, he can't know it's her on the other side of the screen. Just when she thinks it's over, more difficult things await—like meeting in real life. ============== "You're not about to carry me out in bridal style again, are you?" "Do you want me to?" He couldn't help but smirk. Her face from their date surfaced in his memories. He found it just as amusing as back then. Revenge never tasted sweeter. Would she make the same reaction right now?  It was tempting but the venue wasn't the best place for it. "No!" Eve protested a little too loudly. She pressed her fingers against her mouth and scanned the premise. As she predicted, hundreds of eyes watched them. A groan escaped her lips. She buried her face on the side of his chest, inhaling his cologne. "Are you sure?" Ambryan asked, genuinely concerned now. He held her chin and raised it. His violet eyes met her hazel ones. The blush on her cheeks had magnified in saturation. He couldn't tell anymore if it came from embarrassment or the alcohol. Either way, it intrigued him on how much redder she could possibly be. He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "I'd be gentle this time." ============== As a secretary, Eve knew affiliations between her and her boss were forbidden. She must stay in his shadow where she didn't pose a threat to his lovers and his admirers. She had taken measures to fit the job, even changing her style of appearance. Ambryan Hathaway, CEO of Eros Productions, disliked false information. The only ones he allowed were the ones he initiated himself—mainly about his love life. In order to please his mother, he had participated in the game of love with a string of flings. Unfortunately, his mother had enough. She must find a way for him to open his eyes and his heart to meeting the right girl. That one spark would be enough for her son to consider marriage. And who would be the better candidate than his own secretary? Will the screens pull them closer together or push them further apart? An office romance like no other! ============== Average Words: 1.5k per chapter Disclaimer: Set in modern day of a fictional country, everything in this novel is fictional. Any similarities with real life's event is purely coincidence ============== DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/nU2ErQwFEq All Rights for the cover art belongs to webnovel users, CailinMatthews and Meizhen. > Pose & FL inspiration taken from Ikemen Vampire > Text done through online-image-editor. com If you have a very kind soul and want to boost my Cai-ffeine spirit, you can go here: https://ko-fi.com/cailinmatthews

The sky was burning—then, and now. In a world where truth is currency and silence is power, Amara Velasquez has learned to speak loudly. As one of the rising names in Philippine broadcast journalism, she built her reputation chasing stories others dared not touch. But then, an unexpected scandal erupted—one with her name plastered all over it. With her current television show hanging by a thread, she reluctantly accepts a high-stakes assignment. What she never anticipated was that the past wouldn’t just reveal itself—it would reach out, grip her tightly, and drag her straight into its depths. One moment, she’s standing in the ruins of history. The next, she’s living it—trapped as Maria Isabella Dela Cruz, a woman navigating the turbulent 1940s, where fate forces her into a life of sudden transformation, sacrifice, and choices she never imagined she'd have to make. In the heart of a country burning under Japanese occupation, Amara meets Captain Elias Silang, a soldier who chose resistance over surrender, loyalty over safety. As battles rage both outside and within, the two must fight for survival, truth, and a fragile love born in a time not their own. But war doesn’t spare the innocent, and time doesn't easily let go. To return home, Amara must unravel Isa’s truths, survive betrayal, and decide how much of herself she’s willing to leave behind—beneath the burning sky.

Bastardo! Once Great Master Benigno overheard Leonardo's answer, the wooden stick banged loudly on the table. Romano, a former mortal foe. The jerk who married Bianca, the sister of Bellezza McCarthy. Everything has become a mess, especially since Serena Wilson is a member of their family. "Are you sure of that, Leo?" he asked again. "Yes, sir, I can confirm, and there's no denying that the man's name is Francesco," said Leonardo. Mr. Romano's bodyguard has been thoroughly investigated by colleagues in Naples and Palermo. They are frequently seen attending mafia clan business meetings. "Contact Antonio back in Milan as soon as possible and retrieve the rest of my daughter's jewelry from the bastard's hands!" Mr. Benigno's was enraged that he had sent the young guards out of his boudoir at Lombardy Castle. Serena Wilson and Ryan McCarthy's marriage brought back a mafia conflict that began decades ago. The same mistakes that repeatedly lead to conflict. Their grand-kids should not have married, further destabilizing the situation. ***

I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com Yan Yifei was an ordinary poor single mother living with her nine year old daughter in a tiny rural town. However... Why is the little girl suddenly dissatisfied with everything??? After a bout of illness that almost killed Yan Yi, the little girl bounced off the bed and declared loudly: "Mom, we're going to the capital city!" But how??? Since when did nine year olds start conglomerates???? Who were all these scary looking 'associates' of Little Yiyi!???! A mother was worried! "Mom, what is your dream car?" Why did a Maserati suddenly appear in the driveway the following day?!!!! "Mom, we need to make money. This house stinks," What the hell is the Yan Conglomerate?!??? "Mom, do you have grudges with anyone?" How did the scumbags that always harassed Yan Yifei suddenly end up in jail...and some *gasp* dead?!!!! Help! . . . A heartwarming fast-paced story of how a cute little transmigrator takes over the house, rises to the top of the world and gets revenge slowly but surely!

"Yeah, yes, just keep going, I'm almost-" I heard a boy scream. Who the fuck moans loudly like that? I doubt the dick is that good for him to scream like that. I make my way towards the particular door, navigating through several people, some passed out drunk. Tipsy and nosy, I forcefully open the door to see Rex, the guy I imagined as a nerd, serious and asocial, giving handjob to Jess, my supposed friend. Of course it's not a big deal, we weren't dating. The problem was that I had a crush on him and we just kissed a few mins ago. Jess turned towards me, his face twisted in pleasure as he came. A cruel smirk then appeared on his face as we maintained eye contact. I left. That was the last time I saw Rex. A year later, we ended up in the same university, same Faculty, same street, same apartment, next door neighbour. -------------- "I bet you have wet dreams about me." he smirks, taking a sip of his drink making that 'ahh' sound annoying people do after taking a gulp of their drink. "Shut up Rex, you're not sexy or attractive enough for me to have wet dreams. So shut up and take your stupid drink inside with you." I said, going inside my room and slamming the door shut. I lied, Rex was attractive and sexy enough for me. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Their story started a little from A CHANCE AT LOVE but can be read as a stand alone.

He died in silence. Betrayed by allies. Killed by the sect he served. Forgotten by the heavens. But the silence remembered him. Reborn in the body of a discarded youth, Kai Lin awakens the Silent Sign-In System—a power that grants rewards in exchange for silence, stillness, and calculated patience. While the world cultivates loudly with thunder and flame, he advances unseen—his cultivation rising beneath ancient ruins, his power blooming in forbidden lands, his enemies unaware… until it's far too late. This is the record of his vengeance, his ascension, and the day the world learned to fear silence.

His royal highness, Prince Abbott Raven is a mighty lord commander who despite the obstacle in his way is the greatest warrior the hemisphere has ever seen. He is oblivious of the fact that he is a werewolf. All he knows is that on every full moon he turns into a beast he can’t control and it was a secret he has to keep till death and he has managed to keep it until a red-haired girl with a pendant for mischief shows up unannounced in his life. They have a history. She saved his life thirteen years ago and now, he has a debt to repay. Even if it is the last thing he ever did, he has to get Abby Spencer as far away from the grasps of the ruthless king but Abby isn’t the typical damsel in distress. She seems to be hell bent on becoming a Raven. Abbott tries everything in his arsenal to get her away which includes kidnapping and stabbing obviously But Abby may just turn out to be the one thing the prince of darkness can’t crack. Abby is supposed to be betrothed to the king’s grandson, Prince Markle but when an attack on the royal family leaves Abbott in coma, he wakes up to find same red hair with a pendant for finding mischief and an insatiable urge for knowledge looking down at him with those green eyes that was filled with an emotion he wasn’t familiar with – worry, love and affection and for a man who is never afraid, Abbott is thrown off balance. And so, he sets off to keep this blasted creature as far away from him as humanly possible. Abbott is cold as ice and with a secret of his own. He is a werewolf without a pack and a million enemies. The last thing he needs is a little frightened girl as a wife and a ten years age difference *** Excerpt I opened my eyes and at first, it was like looking through a wet glass but then everything became clear. “Drink this, it will help” I took a sip. It felt so good. With my thirst quenched I decided to focus on the more prominent problem in front of me - the fact that I was bound with bronze cuffs! “What is going on?” “Hold still Miss Spencer, the nausea will pass, it's just a symptom of the horse tranquilizer you were dosed with” “I am not a horse, why would someone doze me…Abbott!” My eyes flew open and my last memory came flooding back. Abbott did this. I looked around but I couldn't see much. Then fear crept in like a thief. Where were they taking me? I tried to jump out of the open carriage door. Better broken bones than a still lifeless heart. I almost succeeded but he was faster, he grabbed me and he latched on. “Let me go!” I screamed at the top of my lungs but he didn't. “Are you hurt, Milady?” he asked me I am sorry, what? Why was he concerned about my welfare if he was going to slaughter me? “No” I answered slowly “Jumping out of a moving carriage is dangerous and…” he followed my eyes and it rested on the part of my forearm his hands were currently holding. He tilted his head to the left and exhaled. “I need your word that if I let go of you, you won’t try to jump out…” I blinked. “Are you going to kill me?” “Kill you?” he looked confused. Was my punishment something more awful than death? “Yes, kill me…slaughter me…chop off my head!” I asked loudly. “No. calm your heel, Miss Spencer…this is just a kidnapping not an execution” Book cover is not mine. if owner wants me to take it down, please contact me.

Lydia a 25 years frustrated lady,has a stepmother and step brother that always maltreat her at all times,she lost her mother when she was 10 years old and since then she lost her half part, because her mother is her half part and she is so precious to her. Jane is an heartless, hard heartening, wicked stepmom, that treat Lydia like a trash, she loss her self esteem and self confidence through it. Few years later Her father died leaving her stepmom with the company, Jane mismanaged the company fund and it went into bankruptcy, because Jane borrowed a lot of money from the bank and she squandered everything,the company turned upside down and she has a Billionaire Business partner that wants to help to revive the company. Dave an arrogant, pompous, pride Billionaire who has a lot of chains of companies in Mexico City, he is influential,famous and rich and he is rude with woman,he doesn't like woman, because he believes that they are after his money,Jane has to arranged Dave for Angela,she wants to get married to Dave so as to revive the company. Ahhhhh..... How will I get married to a man I don't have feelings for? He is so arrogant and pompous and I don't love him was the speech of Angela to Dave. "You scoundrel, gold digger and good for nothing girl? Do you think you can acquire all my wealth? Dave yelled loudly at lydia Will Lydia Father company get revived? Will Dave fall in love with Lydia? Will Lydia be able to recover from her stepmom maltreatment?

"You, boy, shall take on my power and hide it," the beautiful woman declared, her white hair flowing like a cascade of silk in the wind. It was almost the same shade as the snow crunching beneath my boots—yet hers shimmered with a majesty that made it seem otherworldly. It wasn’t until I found myself flat on my back, sprawled in the snow, that I truly understood the weight of her words. I stared up at the woman, her piercing blue eyes now blazing with an eerie, glowing red. Fangs glinted as they protruded from her lips. Her cold, pale hand gripped my neck, pinning me down, while her other hand pressed firmly against my shoulder. I could feel the weight of her power, suffocating and undeniable. — Sebastian Gray is a vampire. Yeah, that pretty much sums up his life. A vampire pretending to be human—it’s easier that way. After all, who would believe him if he told the truth? Things were fine, mundane even, until Silas Gael showed up. The new transfer student claimed to be a “High-Class Mage from Scotland,” loudly announcing his purpose to anyone who would listen: to find the pureblood vampire hidden in Portland.