Carol Cassidy Heartbeat

They said the room on the 49th floor didn’t exist. No nameplate. No ID access. No records in the company logs. But every employee at RaiSinghaniPharma knew the rule: Don’t speak of it. Don’t look at it. Don’t even think of trying the handle. Meher stood in front of it now, silent, the polished steel door gleaming under the cold-white hallway lights. His reflection blinked back at him—black eyes hardened by blood, a jagged scar slicing across the left side of his lips, another crossing the dead center of his left eye. Skin weathered and bronze from years of sunlight that no longer touched this skyscraper. Behind him, the corridor stretched empty. But he knew—cameras were watching. He shouldn’t be here. Not after hours. Not alone. And definitely not thinking about the dream he had last night. A dream of this door. A dream of blood. A dream where he died again. He reached forward. Before his fingers could graze the steel, a voice echoed behind him—low, dangerous, too calm. “That room isn’t for you, Meher.” He didn’t turn around. He didn’t need to. He knew that voice better than his own heartbeat now. Agrasen. His boss. His director. His living nightmare. And the man whose story, once upon a time, had ended in tragic flames on a page of fiction. Only, this wasn’t fiction anymore. This was the world Meher had been dragged into—the world of "The End of Eclipse." Where Agrasen was destined to die. And Meher? Meher was never meant to exist. “I didn’t open it,” Meher replied. “Yet.” A pause. Then, footsteps—measured, like a hunter circling prey. “Curiosity is a dangerous trait,” Agrasen murmured, voice just behind him now. “Especially in men like you, who carry too many excuses… and scars.” Meher finally turned. Their eyes locked. Bronze and brown. Black and hollow. And just like that, the air between them cracked— With history that never happened, Memories that didn’t belong, And a hunger neither of them could explain. Behind the door, something pulsed. Alive. Waiting. Restricted Section. The door never opened that night. But it would. And when it did, Nothing would be the same.

In a world where ancient potions hold the secrets of creation… a boy seeks power, and finds something far greater. Eldric Blackwell is a boy with one goal to find a legendary potion said to grant supernatural strength. In a land shaped by fallen empires, sealed gods, and whispers of a tree that once touched the divine, power is everything. But when Eldric uncovers a hidden brew deep in the ruins of a lost world, he awakens something ancient… and begins to hear the heartbeat of a truth long buried. Some chase glory. Some chase gold. But one soul chosen not by fate, but by will walks the path back to the source.

Humans once ruled the world. Now, we serve it. When the supernatural war ended, humanity lost. We became servants, tolerated but never respected. In some countries, we have rights. In America? We’re nothing. I am Cassidy Boyce, daughter of a servant, raised in the shadows of the Moon Warden’s estate. I should be invisible. I should be safe. But fate has other plans. Because I just became the mate of Kieran Duskbane, the Moon Warden of Canada—one of the most feared and ruthless werewolves alive. A human has never been chosen as a mate before. Ever. It is unheard of, impossible. And no one is happy about it. Now I am hunted. Used as a pawn. Trapped between a man I don't want and enemies who sees me as their only chance at power. I don't know what's coming next. But one thing is certain---My life is no longer my own This is Book 1 of the A New Age Trilogy. Each book follows a different forbidden romance in a world where supernatural bonds break every rule.

Blind, by her late mother so as to protect her from the evil ones, she lives the life of an outcast and is underestimated. Princess Lumina hides dangerous secrets behind her calm grace. In the shadows of court betrayal, she’s forced to outwit her enemies, even if it's her own family. While across the realm, Ashen, the cursed prince of Drakonis, drinks to forget a life of disdain and is also known as the weak one. But when a mysterious girl brushes past him, unseen something inside him awakens. A heartbeat that isn’t his, it’s the first time this is happening, he wants her and he must get her.

Seduction is power. And power always has a price. Veilborne Academy promises prestige, mastery of the arcane, and a path to greatness. But beneath its ancient halls lies a truth soaked in blood and madness. When Cid—a cold, cunning first-year with a dark past and darker desires—arrives at the Academy, he isn’t just another student. He’s a devourer. A soul without limits. A flaw in the system. As classmates vanish, monsters stir, and seductive alliances twist into obsession, Cid finds himself hunted—not by beasts, but by something buried beneath the school itself. An ancient god. A hunger too vast to name. Iris, the beautiful and dangerously obsessed girl next to him, knows more than she admits. Teachers whisper lies behind soft smiles. The deeper Cid digs, the clearer it becomes: the Academy was never a sanctuary. It was a seal. And the world is a heartbeat away from being swallowed whole. In a place where sex, sorcery, and survival blur into one, Cid must decide—will he fight the god in the dark? Or become it?

The delivery boy is 24 years old. He became a delivery rider after being unemployed for 3 months. He had a crush on Kai Lan, who was in the same department in college, but never confessed his feelings due to his inferiority complex. He is physically strong (he practiced Sanda in high school) but socially clumsy. After the system is activated, he gains the ability of "mind reading" (he can see other people's heartbeats and inner OS, limited to 3 times a day in the initial stage), and carries a mysterious metal stick picked up from the express delivery of a pregnant woman (later revealed to be the first generation system controller).

I want to run so hard that not even the wind can reach me. I want my lungs to hurt so bad they're about to burst. I want to feel my heartbeat accelerate from zero to one hundred. All I want is a future with you. Tanaka Jinta's words echoed in the silence of a warm summer festival night. The lights and the roar of the fireworks prevented his voice from reaching his girlfriend's ears, who stared at him in amazement while holding a hand that wasn't his.

When the world ended, Gareth Hargrove wasn’t taken. Everyone else—his wife, his children, his friends—were Integrated. Threaded into a System that swallowed humanity in a single heartbeat. But the code rejected Gareth. Now alone in a glitched, biomechanical wasteland the System calls Nullspace, he’s hunted by broken echoes of the people he loves, haunted by the memory of their last moments, and followed by the only companion the System failed to overwrite: a cat-shaped glitch called Patch. In Place of Echoes is a dark LitRPG/System Apocalypse story blending glitch horror, psychological survival, and emergent system mechanics. It’s about memory, recursion, and what it means to matter in a world that erased you. No chosen ones. No cheat skills. Just a broken man, a broken world, and a System that wants him corrected.

"Doctor, it seems there's something wrong with my emotions." "There's a clown in the West City circus who can make everyone laugh. I think he can certainly help you." "But Doctor... I am that clown." "..." ...... Waking up in a strange room, Leonard Churchill finds himself lying next to a stunning woman. Assuming good fortune has come knocking, but the eerie part is, she's a corpse without any heartbeat or breath. Just when he thinks he's been roped into a bizarre murder scene, After a closer inspection, He realizes, Shockingly, she isn't human! This is a fantastical world after the Great Catastrophe, under the fog-covered land lies countless Underground Cities left by the ancients. A Treasure Hunter wearing a clown mask travels alone in the dark. He is Joker Leonard Churchill, the Catastrophe King! PS. If you're out of books to read, you can check out the already fixed 3 million+ sales old book "Mechanical Alchemist".

Jun Meilin, once the country's most envied socialite was embarrassed on national television by her husband. When he came home after a five year expedition in space, he was holding the hand of her widowed friend and a child. When they got home, her served her with divorce papers because he wanted his mistress and son to have a proper identity. As if the humiliation was not enough he used the life saving favor she owed him to stop her from announcing the divorce and insisted she stay with him for two years while he stabilized his career and enjoyed life with his mistress and bastard son. She could not believe the tragedy that had befallen her life. When she was falling apart, she woke up in a hospital, with a system that said, "Pamper the green tea man Mo Jingze and return to the pinnacle of your beauty and life or die. Mo Jingze was her brother-in-law, a man she would never got involved with normally. For one, he was five years younger than her and two he was her ex husband's half younger brother. But every time her ex husband wanted to use her for something, Mo Jingze appeared in front of her, he would bat his eyes and seductively call her name. Like a bewitched woman, she would forget the ex in a heartbeat and reach out to him. For the green tea man, she slapped her ex husband, slapped the mistress, took back the company and eventually returned home and reunited with her family. Soon, Mei-Mei, could not remember her ex husbands name, she was too busy pampering the green tea brother-in-law who demanded for kisses everyday. But the green tea was only a green tea around her. Around other people, he was as poisonous as a viper! This book is participating in WSA 2025, please support me in any way you can. Excerpt. Jun Meilin walked into the living room, the first thing she saw was her ex punching her new assistant Mo Jingze on the cheek. Mo Jingze raised his beautiful eyes and called for her weakly. "Mei-Mei, it hurts." As if she was possessed, Mei-Mei ripped her ex husband away from Mo Jingzhe and touched his face. The handsome face had a red mark which made her blood boil. She whirled around and kicked her ex away, giving him twice the pain he had given Jingzhe. "Mo Liang, how dare you touch my Aze! You are courting death." "He..."Mo Lian started a defense but Mo Jingzhe moaned at that exact moment as if he was in great pain. Mei-Mei immediately helped Jingzhe up, screaming for someone to call a doctor. She did not see him sticking his tongue out at Mo Liang and smirking. When they were alone, he leaned against her and said softly, "Mei-Mei, kiss it better."

Lila Harper, a 26-year-old maid with dreams of becoming a chef, works in the luxurious penthouse of Elliot Voss, a 32-year-old billionaire tech mogul hardened by a past betrayal. What begins as a professional relationship sparks into a forbidden romance when a coffee-spilling mishap leads to late-night kitchen conversations and shared bites of Lila’s homemade focaccia. As their connection deepens—fueled by stolen moments, a lavish charity gala, and Elliot’s unexpected gift of a high-end mixer—Lila grapples with her ambitions and insecurities about fitting into Elliot’s elite world. Complicating matters is Cassandra Leigh, Elliot’s manipulative ex-fiancée, whose reappearance threatens to derail their budding relationship. With Lila’s culinary school dreams on the line and Elliot’s guarded heart thawing, they must navigate societal expectations, personal fears, and external pressures to discover if love can bridge the gap between their worlds.

In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

In the heartbeat of Lagos, where hustle meets heartache, When Love Bleeds tells the raw, unfiltered story of Mike a broke but brilliant developer with big dreams and Danika, a resilient hairstylist caught between love, obligation, and spiritual warning. When a chance meeting by a pool sparks an unexpected connection, the two begin building a fragile romance, pieced together by shared ambition, late-night talks, and small acts of sacrifice. But love in a city like Lagos costs more than words. As financial pressures rise and Danika’s family moves in, Mike finds himself torn between being her hero and losing himself. Then come the signs. An oracle’s cryptic warnings. Nightmares Danika can’t shake. A pregnancy filled with complications. And a loss that breaks them both. As Danika drifts into silence, Mike spirals battling depression, betrayal, and the ghosts of a love he can’t let go. Years pass. Cities change. But some wounds don't heal with distance. When fate brings Mike back to Danika’s hospital bedside, with a child that may not be his but a love that never truly left the two must confront everything they buried. The pain. The sacrifice. The bleeding heart that still beats for each other. Will they choose healing over escape? Redemption over regret? Or has too much already been lost? When Love Bleeds is an emotionally rich, spiritually charged urban love story that explores the quiet heroism of staying, the weight of cultural expectations, and what it truly costs to build a future together when the world and even the spirits seem against you.

They’re called Kardimon. Ancient creatures sealed in Kards, each one a living weapon, a heartbeat with teeth. The Ashfold wants them. The collectors crave them. But one kid’s out to take them all. Sixteen-year-old Dre is no ordinary collector. He’s a Kardimon Hunter, aiming to collect all seven legendary Kardimon.

In a world where cultivators wield the power of stars and ancient tools hum with magic, Mo Zhenyu is both a warrior, and a painter. Armed with brushes, scrolls, and a sharp wit, he travels through dazzling kingdoms, forgotten islands, and storm-swept seas, capturing beauty, mystery, and the heartbeat of the universe in every stroke. Beneath his quiet smile lies a past scarred by betrayal and loss, but Zhenyu paints not to forget... he paints to remember, to wonder, and to live. A story of colors, constellations, and curious friendships, Painting Heavens is a whimsical adventure that proves sometimes, the brush can reach further than the blade.

“Alpha Troy! Over here!” I yelled, raising my hand for help. I was under attack by a monster while saving my mates. The four of them heard me cry out as the creature clawed me and slammed me against the wall. “Help me!” I gasped, but their attention shifted when a soft cry came from the other side. It was Oriana, the gentle princess and a warrior, a combination most men lusted after. But not my mates. They were in my troupe, my friends, my lovers. We shared a bed, a bond. I knew they would save me. “Ohhh! I’m going to die,” she whimpered again, though she could have stood up easily. The monster’s focus was on me. “Yorick!” I screamed, reaching for another of my mates, struggling to escape, my leg tangled in silver chains. My mates looked at me and then at her—and I saw it. The shine of love in their eyes. In a heartbeat, they ran to her. My heart slowed. Tears welled up. Oriana had warned me: when it came down to it, they would choose her. She told me they only used me to pass time in the dorm room because I agreed for gangbang while other she-wolves did not. And now, right before my eyes, they were leaping into battle—for her. “We’ll come back for you, don’t worry,” Haiden shouted, as if that erased the betrayal. At that moment, the monster turned back to me. And I knew there would be no saving me. So I prayed they’d live long enough to regret their choice. --- Clementine had spent her life as the insufferable daughter of an alpha—tough, rebellious, and uninterested in love, especially in a world where male wolves were allowed multiple mates. Tired of her attitude, her stepmother forced her into an academy built to train fighters against deadly monsters. On her first day, Clementine was shocked to find her roommates were the worst people from her past: -Alpha Yorick, her bitter ex-boyfriend -Alpha Troy, her ex–best friend who believed she betrayed him -Alpha Haiden, the bully who had made her life hell -And Alpha Ian, her former cellmate who thought she manipulated him into punishment They all seemed to want revenge. But when they fought side by side on the battlefield, something strange happened–Clementine felt a mate bond with all of them. At first, things turned steamy. Hatred became desire. Tension turned into passion. But then, Clementine saw the truth: when it came down to it, they would always choose someone else over her. To them, she had only ever been a distraction, a toy to share and throw away.

Rylin thrives on the vibrant chaos of the rodeo circuit. Traveling alongside Wyatt's girlfriend, Cassidy, makes the experience even better, filling their journey with laughter and shared purpose. She sees Rob as another older brother, a steady presence amidst the whirlwind of competition. Rylin's skill shines in barrel racing, and she dedicates herself to caring for the horses they travel with, ensuring their well-being is always a top priority. Life on the road is a dynamic balance of competition and companionship for her. Meanwhile, Jase Hunter, son of Max Hunter, is wrestling with a different kind of chaos. His last relationship ended abruptly when his girlfriend was caught cheating on him, a painful discovery made while he was preoccupied with yet another of life's "ordeals." The betrayal cut deep, pushing him towards the numbing comfort of alcohol. Now, he's usually too drunk to care about girls or the whispers and judgments of the other cowboys. His focus has narrowed to the bottom of a bottle, a stark contrast to Rylin's vibrant engagement with the rodeo world. How do Rylin and Jase's paths eventually cross on the circuit, and what kind of initial interaction do they have given their very different current states of mind?

Cassidy Calista never begged for love. Not even from Ezekiel Salvador, the cold, enigmatic heir to the world’s largest pharmaceutical empire. Their marriage was built on power, not passion. Four years of shared silence and a single rule: Fall for someone else, and walk away. So when Cassidy caught Zeke with another woman, she didn’t wait for an explanation. She filed for divorce. And vanished. What Zeke didn’t know? She left pregnant. Now, after four long years, she’s back. And she’s not alone. By her side walks a little girl. Bright, curious, with the same defiant spark in her eyes as Cassidy once had. Zeke watches, frozen. His world tilts. Zeke had spent every year trying and failing to forget her. But the moment he sees her again, something inside him snaps. The fire he buried returns… And then he sees him. A man. Tall. Steady. Standing too close. Speaking to Cassidy in a voice only intimacy can shape. The little girl runs to him, laughing, and he catches her like he’s done it a thousand times. She says nothing. Offers no explanations. And suddenly, Zeke is no longer the man with all the power. Because now, he wants answers. Whose child is she? Has Cassidy moved on? Is she married to another man? And the most terrifying question of all, Is he already too late?

Alpha Eryx has waited his whole life to hear the second heartbeat... the unmistakable sign that his heir has finally been conceived. This heartbeat isn’t something just anyone can sense. Only Alphas from rare bloodline can hear it, and only when the heir is their own. So when Eryx finally hears it, he’s overjoyed. His legacy has begun. But what he doesn’t know is that the child isn’t growing inside his Luna, Morgana. The real mother is Morgana’s virgin servant, an innocent girl who has never been touched, and who is now terrified and confused by a pregnancy she can’t explain. She doesn’t know how it happened or whose child it is. It all began when Eryx, after many failed attempts to conceive naturally, suggested insemination. Morgana agreed, but she didn’t allow the doctors to go through with it. But Somehow, the procedure still happened… and was done to the wrong woman. Now, as the truth begins to surface, Morgana panics. Desperate to keep her position as Luna and find the real mother, and make her abort the pregnancy, she starts searching_ unaware that the girl she’s looking for is right under her nose. When she can’t find her in time, Morgana makes a dangerous choice. She fakes her own pregnancy and tries to present another man’s baby as Eryx’s heir, desperate to confuse him before his suspicions deepen.

Pain. That's all I could process at first. Not the "stubbed my toe" kind of pain, but the "someone used my body as a punching bag" variety. Every nerve screamed in protest as consciousness dragged me back from wherever I'd been floating. 'Where the hell am I?' My eyes wouldn't open properly. Everything felt wrong - the air smelled different, tasted metallic on my tongue. The surface beneath me wasn't a hospital bed. Too hard. Too rough. "He's waking up." A woman's voice, soft but strange. Accented in a way I couldn't place. "Finally. Three days is a long time, even for sky-people." Another voice, older, male. 'Sky-people?' I forced my eyes open and immediately wished I hadn't. The woman leaning over me had gray skin. Not sick-gray, but actually gray, like stone. Glowing white tattoos traced patterns across her face and arms, pulsing gently with her heartbeat.

SPLIT SOUL One Soul. Two Bodies. No Escape. What if your soul wasn’t entirely yours? Jamal prays in exile, his devotion so fierce it tears the veil between worlds. Aamina dreams in chains, her heart so scarred she’s sworn love is a lie. They’ve never met. But their soul remembers. When Jamal’s silent rituals accidentally tether him to a stranger oceans away, Aamina’s reality shatters. A man with storm-dark eyes invades her sleep, his voice a river’s command: “Find me where the water bends.” His presence is maddening, tender, protective, relentless. And every time he appears, her chest aches in a place she thought long dead. The problem? Jamal is haunted by a night he never speaks of, a betrayal so intimate, it fractured his faith in others and in himself. The past still stalks him like a shadow, refusing to release its grip. Aamina has buried her heart beneath layers of silence and obedience. Her grandmother’s grip is suffocating, and love? It once left her bleeding, she no longer trusts its promise. And the thread pulling them together? It’s not destiny. It’s their own soul, split across two lives. A mystic shaykh reveals the truth: “You weren’t seeking love. You were dismantling the walls you built against it.” _______. This is a story of one soul that had travelled across lifetimes, finding it's way back to union in two separate bodies. Split soul is not your regular romance novel, it's for the thoughtful and those who believe in divine love and are ready to walk the talk. Not for the feign at heart. _____ Now, fate drags them to Zawiyya, a town where: Rivers sing with forgotten secrets, Shadows breathe with old sins, And every heartbeat echoes across the divide. But reunion demands a price. Jamal must confront the night that broke him. Aamina must choose: the safety of her cage... or a love written in her soul’s marrow. Their connection is undeniable. Their chemistry, dangerous. Their souls? Already entangled in something older than memory, and deeper than desire. Think: The Alchemist meets Inception, written in Rumi’s blood under a crescent moon. * Some bonds defy distance. Defy time. Defy reason. This is the story of one soul clawing its way home... to love.* Enter SPLIT SOUL; Where two halves of a fractured soul burn to become whole against the world’s chaos, the ego’s scream, and the terrifying truth: You were never meant to be alone.

Hey everybody :) The story is still ongoing. I had a lot of health problems, but now I'm feeling better and I will get back soon to finish this story. I'm currently reediting my chapters, as anyway, I have to reread them before I can finish my story. Those chapters are marked like this *...* Be patient; I should be able to write new chapters by July 2025. Synopsis: He had been the best assassin of all time in his world, and when he was finally killed, a goddess took the opportunity to send his soul into the body of a boy in another world who was weak for now but who was destined to become the most powerful mage of this world. This young boy was called Kevin, and he decided to take his identity as he had kept his memories. The only thing he had in common with him was that they were both orphans, but Kevin had a weak mind and a weak body; in short, everything he hated the most. After successfully entering the Sun Sect as a mage, he managed to open the book Kevin had inherited from his parents and which he had been unable to open. What was his surprise when he realized that this book had turned into a System that allowed him to level up like in the virtual reality games he used to play in his home world. With the help of this System, he will fulfill his wish; he will become the most powerful human of this world. Not even shapeshifters or demons will be able to do anything to him. ………… Kevin turned his head towards him, and seeing that he was still naked, he said, looking away again, "Get dressed first, then we'll talk." Axel found some clothes that looked loose and put them on right away. He also took a pair of daggers whose blades were just a little shorter than his forearms, and he then approached Kevin and hugged him from behind. Kevin let him do whatever he wanted, even though one of his daggers was now very close to his throat. Axel said to him, close to his ear, "I want to trust you, Kevin, so give me a good reason to." Kevin then asked him, "What do you want to know?" Axel sighed; threatening Kevin with his own daggers won't do him any good, and he risked breaking the bond they were just making. He then made a decision and planted the two daggers in the ground in front of them. He ran his hands under Kevin's sweater and circled his waist with them, pressing him more against him. Kevin hadn't expected this turn of events, and he felt his heartbeat quicken. Axel's hands were warm, and he could feel his huge erection against him. One thing was sure: it did not leave him indifferent. ……….. WARNING: This is not a slow-burn romance, and it's an R18 BL novel with lots of spicy scenes, so if you like reading 100 chapters before the MC and ML kiss for the first time, just skip this story; it's definitely not for you. Otherwise, follow the adventures of our two heroes. If you love worlds filled with mysterious creatures, magic, fights, dungeons, a System that allows you to level up quickly, and a unique and powerful love story, then this story is for you. ……………. If you like this story, give a try to my other novels: The Divine Mage System The Celestial Phoenix and His Guardian (BL) Reincarnated to Save the Universe (GL/BL) Enjoy your reading time, and don’t forget to vote, comment, and review :)

"Aria," he said softly. "Today is your birthday." It wasn't a question, but I nodded nevertheless. "The moon is full tonight," he added, his voice quiet. "You will attend the ceremony." "Of course, Elder," I replied, puzzled. All eighteen-year-olds attended the ceremony. It was essential. He leaned in, smelling gently. "You already feel it, don't you? "The change." My heartbeat skipped. "What change?" Elder Malin's eyes narrowed. "Interesting. "Very interesting." He reached inside his pocket and retrieved a little pouch. "Wear this tonight." I accepted it hesitantly. Inside was a simple moonstone pendant with a leather cord. "But this is for—" "Wear it," he interjected. "Hide it under your clothes if you must, but wear it." Moonstones were precious. They aided our connection to the Moon Goddess during ceremonies. However, they were only given to wolves from influential families (Alphas and Betas). Not Omegas like me. "Why?" I questioned. Elder Malin glanced at Mira before returning his attention to me. "Because someone is harboring secrets about you, child. And tonight, those secrets may be revealed." ~ I never mattered in our pack. Omegas like me serve, submit, and survive. We don't dream of love. We don't dream of power. She was the future Luna. I was just the girl who watched from the shadows. But everything changed on my 18th birthday. I felt the bond. I met my mate. One of the Alpha's sons. But the Alpha has triplets, and I felt the mate bond with all three and it seems the three of them felt it too — three perfect warriors, three powerful Alphas, three secrets buried beneath the surface. One of them is my destiny. One of them is lying. And one of them might be the death of me. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes... but this time, I think she might've given me too much to handle.

Dual cultivation isn't a choice; it's a necessity. After being struck by a truck like most lucky protagonists (or unlucky ones), Vaan found himself transmigrated into the body of an orphan in the world of witches and demons. However, they didn't always exist. Demons terrorized the world ever since the Gehenna Realm descended over 300 years ago. but along with them, came mana, giving birth to witches to combat these demons. Since then, the world of men was dominated by witches, establishing the seven witch kingdoms, which safeguards at the forefront of the demon invasion. In order to survive in the matriarchal society of the witch kingdoms, Vaan, like all other men who cannot use magic, had to learn how to service the witches to survive. Nevertheless, it did not come without its own benefits. Years of research have led the world to the discovery of intimacy between men and women could increase the witches' mana absorption. But at the same time, men could absorb some of this mana to improve their physique and lifespan. Thus, since then, an intricate relationship was formed between men and witches in the red-light districts. Love became casual, and dual cultivation is common. As a prodigy in the art of pleasing women, Vaan lived a smooth two years since his transmigration as an orphan. However, everything came crashing down in a heartbeat one day when his life was nearly taken, and Lady Eniwse whom he served went berserk. Even so, that was not the end. With the awakening of the Witch Hunter System, watch how Vaan takes on the world and becomes the lord of witches. ===== Genre: [Mature Content] [R-18] [Smut] [Magic] [Witches] [Demons] [Spirits] [Dragons] [Beasts] [Reincarnation] [Adventure] [Action] [Mystery] [Academy] [Weak-to-Strong] [Scheming MC] [Harem] [System] [Servants] [Slaves] [Smart MC] [Alchemy] [Forging] [Misunderstandings] [Game Elements] [Kingdom-Building] [Overpowered MC] ===== Note: Contains lemons. Hunting witches does not necessarily imply killing witches, if you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ===== Feel free to join the discord for novel discussion or grab the novel update role to be notified as soon as new chapters are released in the link below; https://discord.gg/9SUWMPZ ===== My other novels; First novel: Prime Originator (Shared Universe) Second novel: I am a Notorious Boss in the Alternate World (Shared Universe) =====

At first, there is only darkness. Then hunger. A presence stirs beneath the soil, silent, buried, and nameless. It does not think. It does not feel. But it learns. Inch by inch, year by year, it becomes more than earth and stone. Adventurers wander in. Blood is spilled. It watches. It remembers. It changes. It takes centuries, perhaps millennia, but the thing beneath the world finally awakens. It calls itself Jeff. Not a core, not a voice trapped in crystal, but the dungeon itself: its walls, its chambers, its very heartbeat. Jeff lives for one purpose, to grow, and it finds joy in the simplicity of death and rebirth. But as Jeff evolves, so too does its domain. Creatures mutate. Traps become art. A strange society forms among the monsters who dwell within. What began as instinct becomes contemplation and strategy, and what began as consumption and mindless creation begins to resemble something dangerously close to civilisation. Then the world notices. After all, Jeff is not just a dungeon. Jeff is a home. Jeff has dreams and goals. And he does not like unwanted visitors.

What happens when two strong-headed.who can't even stand each other's existence—are suddenly bound by the most sacred yet coldest bond of all… marriage? Welcome to the world of Tara Sharma, a smart, spirited, and emotionally rich girl with a sarcastic tongue and a heart that often hides behind her sass. And meet Vikram Suryavanshi, the cold, controlled, and commanding CEO who doesn’t just walk into a room—he owns it. Their wedding night wasn’t a dream—it was a disaster. No candlelight, no love, just icy silence, shared glances of irritation, and a mental checklist of regrets. They didn’t choose each other. Destiny—or rather, family drama, power games, and past secrets—chose for them. But what starts as a deal, slowly begins to crack open. --- Inside the Suryavanshi mansion, drama simmers behind every closed door. Tara, the new bride, tries to adjust between fake smiles and real heartbreaks. She isn’t here to impress anyone—not Vikram, not his Dadi, and definitely not the high-class whispers of society. Yet somehow, her natural warmth begins to thaw frozen hearts, even the one Vikram claims he doesn’t have. Vikram, despite being sharp and stone-hearted, finds his carefully curated world disturbed by Tara’s unexpected presence. Her words trigger him. Her silence haunts him. And her vulnerability—though she hides it fiercely—touches him in places he didn’t know existed anymore. Their chemistry is chaotic. They fight. They taunt. They draw pillow walls in bed. And yet… they wake up hugging each other without even knowing how it happened. --- But this isn’t just about a cold marriage turning warm. It’s about: Unspoken traumas Unintentional care Growing attachment masked as hatred The fear of love and the fear of losing it When Tara laughs with kids, Vikram watches. When Tara gets close to Prithvi—Vikram’s rival—Vikram burns with jealousy he can’t explain. And when almost-kisses turn into real confusions… the heartbeats grow louder. But just when things begin to shift—when stolen glances almost become confessions—life throws a twist. Prithvi’s growing closeness. Vikram’s bottled-up pain. And Tara’s unknown storm that still hasn’t hit the story yet… The journey from hate to hesitation, from awkward eye contact to sleepless tangled nights—is slow, spicy, and stunningly emotional. --- This isn’t a love story. It’s a battle of egos that falls into something dangerously close to love. It’s The Coldest Wedding Night— Where hearts collide. Secrets hide. And love… doesn’t knock. It breaks the damn door.

“Before the sirens, we were just students. After them, we were survivors.” Ayush, a quiet but sharp-minded student, was living an ordinary school life surrounded by his close-knit group — The Bunker Bros and their fearless female friends. Crushes, exams, banter, and plans to bunk classes were all that mattered. But one rainy day changes everything. When a sudden viral outbreak erupts, turning people into violent, inhuman creatures, the school is thrown into chaos. Lockdowns begin. The first infected arrive. Friendships are tested. Secrets surface — especially from Tanya, whose military uncle warned her of something dark approaching. Now trapped inside their school, Ayush and his squad must adapt fast. Love, fear, betrayal, and bravery collide as the group struggles to survive, form strategies, and uncover the truth behind the outbreak — while Ayush silently records every moment, and every heartbeat… for a future that may never come. Because this isn't just a story about zombies. It's a story about what survives when the world ends — friendships, feelings… or fear.

Although born of parents of which both are demons,he was a half breed,his eerie existence cloaking a prophecy of doomsday for his kind but he was born with purity. His birth was prevented yet was he begotten,with a fate of which he fought to escape from. His name is Ramses He's the origin,the end an agent of both destruction and peace. ******************** ***************** Ariane turned abruptly to leave but Ramses blocked her way. Before she could utter another word she found herself in his arms,his hand tightly wrapped around her waist She was so close that she could hear his heartbeat And with those grey eyes peering deeply into hers he whispered, "Despite you being human,not even destiny nor Fate can take you away from me".... Note: This book is in three parts. Part one:In a Demon continent bathed in lies the events occurring when Ramses was a child,an unusual being who is neither demon or human,including the Demon emperor's investigations in the murder of his wife as he fights to protect his son at all cost. Part two:Something different...years had passed with changing times,read to discover... Part three: The present day (modern times).

Perfect Immortal: Chapter One — Birth in the Abyss Realm of Ten Desolations — Veiled Abyss Valley Thunder roared across the heavens. Beneath a black sky pierced by a triple eclipse, the mountains cried and the stars trembled. Amidst a storm of violet lightning and blood rain, a woman screamed—not in fear, but in defiance. Her robes were torn and stained with sacred blood, her long silver hair clinging to her face. She clutched her swollen belly, breath ragged, as a tear rolled down her cheek and sizzled against the burning ground. "Even the heavens fear him… You are destined to be hunted… But you will live, my son." The woman was Shen Liyue, last of the Void Oracles, hidden deep in the Veiled Abyss Valley. Around her, space itself trembled. Shadowy figures in silver armor circled from above, bearing the symbol of the Heavenly Vow Sect—a cracked ring swallowing a star. One among them descended slowly, face half-covered by a mask of bone. "You, Shen Liyue, have broken the Pact. That child must not be born." She spat blood, then smiled. "You sealed my husband’s fate. But this one… is beyond fate." Lightning struck as her scream echoed through the skies. The storm parted. A child was born—silent. No cries. No breath. No heartbeat. Yet, he opened his eyes, black as the abyss, glowing faintly violet. Space cracked around him. The masked man stepped back, trembling. "W-what is this aura…" But the woman was already gone. With her last breath, she whispered a name into the child’s ear and tossed him into the chasm of the Veiled Abyss. > “Xian Wuheng… never let the heavens write your path.” He fell—through space, through time, into the Void Beyond the Sky. Where no child should have survived. But he did. --- Years Later — Outer Mortal Realm A small village called Dustbone Hamlet lived in the shadow of a broken mountain. One rainy night, a boy in ragged robes stood atop the cliffs, staring into the dark clouds, eyes glowing faintly violet. He had no family. No name. Only an old whisper echoed in his dreams: “Never let the heavens write your path.

In the mafia world, love is a luxury. And secrets are lethal. Leonardo Moretti, the eldest son of Don Moretti, is everything a future mafia heir should be calm, intelligent, and loyal. But behind the silence lies a truth he can't speak: he's in love with his bodyguard, Marco De Luca. Their love, hidden in shadows and stolen moments, is forbidden by blood, honor, and legacy. Now, with Leonardo's engagement arranged for power, their secret burns dangerously close to exposure. Marco would die for Leonardo he already lives in the silence between his heartbeat and the barrel of his gun. But protecting Leonardo means more than dodging bullets. It means watching him walk toward a life that will tear them apart. On the other side of the mafia war, Isabella Vasquez, the fiery youngest daughter of Don Vasquez, refuses to be another pawn. When her father arranges her marriage for profit, she escapes only to fall into the hands of Lucien Vale, a dangerous outsider crime lord with motives darker than she can guess. Lucien didn’t save her. He claimed her for reasons that blur the lines between obsession, power, and something far more twisted. Now, Isabella must choose: submit to his world or manipulate it from within. As alliances fracture and loyalties blur, four souls bound by duty, love, and lies must decide what they're willing to risk and who they're willing to betray for the truth they can’t deny.