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The Devil Doctor's Spicy Love

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”
enthu_reader · 608.6K Views

Viral Manager: Every Superheroine I Recruit Becomes Obsessed With Me!

[The hottest superheroine in the market is after you!] [Ding! You've signed the beautiful anti-hero Raven: +1 Heart Link! You have also gained the new ability “Dark Cube”] [Ding! She's warming up to you… you've unlocked: “Shared Intimacy Bonus – Aura Boost (+5% all stats when nearby)”] [Congrats! The uprising heroine “Plasma Pixie” only wants to sign a contract with you!] [Your followers have skyrocketed to 750,000! They want to know more about their favorite recruiter!] [System Notice: Stream Milestone! You’ve reached #10 on HeroTok Live. +50,000 Credits. +Outfit Voucher: “Recruiter of Desire”] [Warning! Competing agency “Diamond Halo” is attempting to poach your contractee “Stormkiss.” Entering combat recruitment mode…] In the glamorous, hyper-commercialized metropolis of Liberty City, superheroism is a career—complete with sponsors, brand deals, ranking boards, and viral challenges. Flashy names, filtered action shots, and a few million followers on HeroNet are worth more than saving lives. At the bottom of this shiny pyramid? The underfunded, half-broke One-Star Hero Recruitment Agency called JusticeFindr. Oliver Grant is a 22-year-old burnout who works here as a broke recruiter. With zero combat ability, no powers, and no social capital, his life is a series of failed interviews, rejected applicants, and unpaid overtime. But after being maltreated and dumped by his girlfriend, he gains access to a weird black-market app called the Harem Talent System which turns his world around! [Ding! The system has activated!] [Recruit your first Superheroine to unlock your path to greatness!] Now, every time Oliver successfully recruits a female superhuman, he gains: — A fraction of her powers — Her loyalty (and eventual interest) — Fame across the meta-verse via the TalentFeed live-stream platform Soon, he’s not just building the strongest underground team of superheroines… He’s becoming an urban legend—an enigmatic Talent Broker who can “awaken the potential in any woman.” The Hero League hates him. The top agencies want to buy him out—or silence him. And every girl he recruits? Slowly begins to fall under the spell of his mysterious charisma… "From bottom-tier recruiter to god-tier heartbreaker — this is the era of my rise!"
SleazyPen · 20.9K Views

flames of fire (by minutestory)

"oh darling I am not asking you to be my wife...... I don't ask for something which is already mine." _______________ how it had started... "marriage is not for me....... I am not the girl who have her parants back, I am not that female who do make up, wear high heels, set her hairs in beautiful shiny flowers rings. I am not the girl who can make you smile Sebastian....." Elara said as she look into his eyes, deep, for the first time, "you need to understand this Sebastian. you are a prince, who lives in palace with your rich and healthy parants not like me, who's father come home once in a year, who's mother is in wheelchair..... we can't be happy together..... I will only gives you pain." ********* Sebastian look into her eyes, and smiled. the smiled which no one had seen before, the smile which he didn't even show when he graduated from military, the smile which he never made when he was with his parants, the smile which he had forget how to make.... but today, even Elara's words were about the harsh reality, even she was saying something he can never imagine to be true he was smiling, like an idiot. he pull her close and hug her. Elara's eyes widin at that sudden, unexpected move from him. she had never expected him to do that, but as he burry his face in the crock of her neck, and the way he had cling into her, she realized that he don't care about anything, he don't mind these things it all. for him, he just wants her, and her only. "I am selfish Elara" he whisper, his voice muffled against her soft neck."you are the only one I want." ********** ********** i need help of an authors or maybe a editor to know how this app work cuz I am new here. so if you are a author or a editor then please connect with me so we both can improve in our work.
minutestory · 21.4K Views

FFF Class Auto Hero: The Weakest Class Turned Out To Be The Strongest?

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?
Zurbluris · 289.7K Views

I Will Escape, Your Majesty! :The Concubine’s Scheme

Leonara died. Not heroically, not poetically—just poisoned by some silver-haired concubine who probably checked her nails mid-murder to see if the venom clashed with her manicure. The audacity. And then—surprise!—she woke up. Alive. healthier. And, unfortunately, still stuck in the same mess, because the universe clearly had a vendetta against her ever having a peaceful life. Her first thought? "Run. Far away. Maybe take up farming. Or piracy. Anything but this again." But then she remembered: Velwine’s smug face. The king’s infuriating smirk. The fact that she literally died because these people had the emotional depth of a puddle and the morals of a back-alley knife fight. So, naturally, revenge moved in like an uninvited houseguest who eats all your food and then complains about the decor. So.... she ended up standing here?! Because fate was a petty bitc*h who loved irony.... The crowd roared like she’d single-handedly invented peace, prosperity, and really good wine. She got the Emperor by her side—the man who treated war councils like flirtation sessions and smiled like he knew exactly how much she wanted to stab him. As he lifted her hand to his lips in front of the entire empire, the crowd erupted in cheers. Leonara smiled sweetly, her eyes screaming “help me” as she mentally reviewed her life choices. He raised their clasped hands like a victorious champion claiming his prize—except his “trophy” was her, and the only battle she'd won was not throttling him in front of the entire empire. How in the name of all that’s holy did Leonara, —end up as the Empire’s shiny new trophy? And why does this man look at me like he’s deciding between kissing her or throwing me off a cliff? Damn womanizer. The worst part? She wasn’t even sure how she ended up here. But one thing was crystal clear: the next time Veluyin tried to kill her, Leonara would be the one holding the snake. And this time, she wouldn’t be bored.
Haneulys · 3K Views

Just Fate

In a bustling modern city, Zain lives a life far removed from luxury. Every day, he wakes up before dawn, walking and jogging a 30 km journey just to reach the home of Hana, the youngest daughter of the wealthiest and most powerful family in the region. Zain works as her driver and personal assistant, taking her to work, running errands, and accompanying her wherever she goes, never complaining despite the struggles in his life. His routine is mundane, yet filled with dedication. After each workday, he showers and changes clothes in the car porch of Hana’s mansion, waiting for her to finish preparing herself. He often finds himself admiring her beauty and perfect life, but in silence, his heart feels empty. There is something deeper he feels for her, but Zain can only keep this secret within himself. He knows that in a world of privilege, he is just a simple man who doesn’t deserve to express such feelings. Hana, on the other hand, seems to live in a perfect world. Beautiful, wealthy, and free, she has everything that others long for. Yet, behind the sweet smile and the shiny life, Hana feels an emptiness deep inside. The pressures of her family’s expectations have never allowed her to truly breathe. In moments of solitude, her thoughts wander to Zain—the man who’s always there, quietly handling her daily life without expecting anything in return. But like Zain, Hana also fears expressing her feelings. She feels unworthy, worried that acknowledging her emotions might ruin the professional relationship they’ve carefully built. However, the tension between them continues to grow. Every interaction is charged with unspoken emotions—Zain holding back his longing, and Hana trying to forget the feelings that are becoming impossible to ignore. Every light touch, every gaze that lingers, every moment shared creates bittersweet memories that both soothe and hurt. They both know that the love between them exists, but their worlds are too different for it to flourish. The biggest challenge comes when Hana’s father introduces another man—a perfect suitor, according to the family’s standards. This man is wealthy, successful, and has everything society expects. When Zain hears the news, his heart shatters. He feels powerless and pushed aside, only able to watch from a distance, even though his heart cries out because he knows that the love he hopes for may never be returned. Yet, when Hana finds herself trapped between her family's wishes and the growing love she feels for Zain, she faces a tough choice. Should she follow her heart and chase the love she desires, risking everything, including her family’s approval and status? Or should she submit to the life her family has chosen for her? Main Themes: Unspoken longing: The deep love and longing that exists between them, yet cannot be expressed. Sadness and sacrifice: Zain sacrifices in silence, while Hana struggles with balancing personal happiness and family obligations. Fear of love: Both characters are afraid to admit their love for each other, fearing that it could destroy what they already have or cost them everything. Inner conflict: The uncertain feelings—are they brave enough to defy the world and family for the love they share? With these emotional elements, the story reveals deeper conflicts, intensifying the relationship between the two characters, and exploring their hopes and fears. The storyline becomes more dramatic, touching readers' hearts with its blend of unfulfilled desires and emotional struggle.
toyolgroup88 · 14.5K Views

Power Divide

In the near future, humans start awakening superpowers. Some gain the ability to manipulate elements, others can move faster than light, and a rare few can twist the laws of reality. With powers spreading, society is forced to adapt. A new system is built—one where superpowered individuals are split into two categories: Heroes, managed and marketed by the elite Hero League, and Rogues, those who reject the system and live as outlaws. The unnamed protagonist—ordinary until now—awakens a powerful ability and becomes the subject of immediate attention. The Hero League wants to recruit them, offering fame, training, and safety. The Rogues offer freedom, danger, and total independence. Both sides promise power. Both sides hide ugly truths. Refusing to blindly follow either path, the protagonist begins to forge a third way—forming a neutral group of powered individuals committed to protecting the city without control, corruption, or fear. But going independent comes with a cost. The media turns. Both the League and the Rogues label the protagonist a threat. Battles break out in the streets. Friendships fracture. A member of the neutral faction is killed in a betrayal that nearly ends everything. Just when the new group seems on the edge of collapse, public opinion begins to shift. People begin to see the cracks in the League’s shiny image and the violence behind the Rogues’ freedom. The protagonist’s group wins support not through force but through integrity and sacrifice. The novel climaxes in a massive three-way confrontation between the protagonist’s faction, the Hero League, and the Rogues. After intense battles and heavy losses, a turning point is reached. With the public fully behind the protagonist, the factions agree to dissolve their grip on power. The story ends not with dominance but with balance. A new council—made up of heroes, rogues, and everyday citizens—is formed. The protagonist, now a true leader, continues forward as a symbol of a third path in a world that finally has room for more than black and white.
Daoistp9zAKI · 9K 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 · 167.9K Views

Plan C

"Cheers!" Four glass cups clinked gently together. Inside the rather cramped room, three men and a woman sat cross - legged around a low table. The four, holding their cups, had fiery eyes. Peanut shells and bread crumbs were scattered on the table. "You're something, really something. What on earth have you done? You actually made that big - shot so surprised that his jaw nearly dropped." The woman leaned closer, her eyes full of allure. "Hmm, should I tell?" The man lifted his cup to his lips, deliberately playing hard - to - get. "If you don't tell, you're not a brother then." Another man raised his eyebrows. "It's not that I don't want to tell, but if I do, I'm in big trouble." The man continued to create mystery, focusing on sipping his wine. "Why?" The man sitting next to him asked in confusion. "Because..." The man leaned in ambiguously. "He promised me that if I gave him the name of the inventor, he would give me all his property. But, I have to keep it a secret." "Hey, you're not going to sell out for just a bit of money..." Another man said. "Get out while you can. That's my principle." The man said in a low voice, and on purpose, he blew hot air onto the neck of the man beside him, making him laugh softly. "Besides, with this money, Xiaomo and I can live comfortably for a lifetime, right?" The man playfully picked up the pull - ring of the beer can. "Marry me? I'll give you a mansion, plus a yacht, and two unlimited - credit platinum cards. Take you to Europe in summer and to Tahiti in winter. We don't have to work 365 days a year. Just lie..." "Pah, pah, pah. What nonsense you're talking." The man quickly covered the other's mouth. "Someone's listening." "Oh, we were just about to go for a walk. Make yourself at home, feel free." The woman waved her hand and stood up unsteadily. "Take care. I'll pay off the rent I owe you in one lump sum tomorrow." The man didn't turn his head. Instead, with a ferocious expression, he pressed himself on another man, making him struggle and laugh loudly. "You're so heavy. Get off me quickly!" "Oh? I have to calculate this carefully. For two people? Charge you 10,000 per person per month. By now, you exactly owe 2.4 million. In these unstable times, only cash or checks are accepted." The woman hiccuped. "Don't worry. No problem." The man turned his head and laughed at them. "I won't renege. Are you still afraid that..." However, halfway through his words, as a shadow fell, the man's face suddenly turned deathly pale. Not only him, the other three people looked in the direction he was staring at. Several men had entered the door and were standing in the entrance hall. "Which one is Tony Zhang? We need you to come with us." In the hands of the five men were shiny black firearms.
DaoistPe0USa · 8.9K Views

Lord of the Steam

As the saying goes, "Hard times create strong men." It’s a phrase the Valorian nobles love to throw around, a shiny little motto they use to justify their oppression of the lower classes. Up there, near the sky, where the air is cleaner and the sun actually reaches, they live in their glittering towers, untouched by the rot that festers below. Down here, in the depths, it’s a different story. Rats gnaw on the corpses of those killed for a few dollars or maybe it was just a bar fight that went wrong, ending with one of the responsables with a bullet to the head. Who knows? Who cares? That’s just life at the lower levels. Brutal, ugly, and short. I’m one of the lucky ones, if you can call it that. Thanks to my aunt’s tireless efforts, I managed to claw my way into the Valorian Military Academy. Don’t let the fancy name fool you... it’s just a glorified cannon fodder factory. But hey, at least I get paid while I’m here, and that’s more than most lowlifes like me can say. Still, the question gnaws at me... Will I even live long enough to pay my aunt back for everything she’s done for me? Cadets like me are sent on patrols to "maintain order" in the lower districts, which is just a polite way of saying we’re thrown into the meat grinder. The mafias down here don’t care about uniforms or badges. They’ll kill you just for looking at them wrong. And today? Today’s my first time leading a small squad of cadets on patrol. We’ve been assigned to one of the "safest" areas in the lower districts... as if such a place even exists. The air is thick with the stench of decay, and the streets are lined with hollow-eyed faces that have seen too much and given up on hope. But that’s not even the worst part. No, the worst part is her.... This cheeto-headed girl!!
Shazorwy · 16.9K Views
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