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“Get your filthy hands off my wife!” Ford’s commanding voice boomed through the room. Mrs. Johnson, stunned, released Elena’s wrist immediately. Ford stepped forward, his eyes sharp and unyielding. “I chose her. I need her. She’s mine. Don’t ever think you have a right over her again. Consider this your only warning—to you and your daughter.” Taking Elena’s trembling hand in his, Ford led her away. His grip was firm yet reassuring, and for the first time in years, Elena felt protected. Sitting in the car, tears rolled down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe someone had stood up for her. Then, as her emotions overwhelmed her, Ford gently turned her face toward him kissing her with passion gradually Elena melted to his touch breaking her walls for the only man who stood by her. For a fleeting moment, Elena felt hope. What happens When Ford learns of Elena’s hidden son. As their love shatters after finding Elena’s Secret, he sends her packing. What happens when Ford finds out that the child born was from a mistake he made years ago while drunk. Will he be able to gain back Elena’s love? Would Elena find it in her heart to forgive?

Gu Shan had always been into girls. Being a lucky guy,he was handsome,rich, intelligent and most importantly had a girlfriend of his choice. His first misfortune in his life was finding his girlfriend in bed with another man. Out of anger he allowed himself to explore something else by getting involved sexually with Li Yunxi the same man his girlfriend had cheated with. What was supposed to be one time thing with no strings attached developed into something lasting and truthful when fate brought Gu Shan and Li Yunxi together . ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Yunxi...um,"Gu Shan moaned gasping for breath. "I prefer it when you call me Yunxi gege,"Li Yunxi spoke lowering his voice to a sexy timbre dragging the syllables sexily. "When did you become so bossy?"Gu Shan teased him. "Call me Yunxi gege,"Li Yunxi insisted in his sexy voice. "Okay as you wish. Yunxi gege,"Gu Shan said sexily,his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment but Li Yunxi could barely notice it in the dimly lit background. Gu Shan still couldn't believe he would submit to another man and be completely smitten with him.

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

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 "...!!!!" ______________________ This book will lean toward dark romance, but there will be no r@pe. This author doesn't like glorifying SA as romance. I am trying first time for CQ, so please support this book with power stones and by adding it to your library. Your support is immensely needed! ＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／

I remember whispering those words, my voice swallowed by the wind as I gazed at him from afar—the boy who once promised me forever. “I’ll find you when we grow up. I’ll search the world just to be with you again.” He had said it with such certainty, as if the universe itself had written our fate in the stars. I held onto that promise like a lifeline. But time has a cruel way of unraveling even the strongest of vows. I waited. And waited. And waited. But he never came back. When I finally searched for him, desperate to fill the aching void he left behind, I found him—smiling, holding someone else’s hand, walking beside her like she was his world. I became nothing more than a stranger to him, a forgotten chapter in his story. Yet, in that single moment, my heart shattered as if I had been foolish enough to believe love could defy time. “I searched and found you,” he murmured, standing before me once more, his gaze unreadable. But fate is unkind. I had spent years chasing a shadow, drowning in an ocean of longing, only to reach the shore and realize he had already built a home without me. “I loved you… Goodbye.” I turned away, but he caught my wrist, his grip trembling. “Please,” he pleaded, “this time might be ours.” Tears spilled down my cheeks, but I pulled away. I had spent too long waiting for him to return, only to find that love had never truly been mine to keep. “I still love you,” I whispered to the wind. “And I’m glad that, for a moment, you knew.” That night, I lay in bed, feeling both relieved and empty, my heart a battlefield of memories and unfulfilled dreams. Years passed. I grew older. I lived, I breathed, but I remained alone. And one day, as sleep embraced me like an old friend, I wondered—would my heart ever stop searching for him? Or would someone finally find me and lead me toward a destiny where love no longer meant waiting in vain?

"Ah, Young Master, Cassius?...I'm afraid you'll be dissapointed to hear that he's not available at the moment as he's 'attending' to his adopted mother in her room." Cassius's lovely maid, Isabelle said in a fluster while she heard lewd sounds escape from her Mistress's room. "No, I'm sorry to say that you can't meet Young Master today, since he's 'helping out' his sister-in-law with some 'favours' in her garden." The innocent Isabelle excused herself as she witnessed her lady's flower being picked, instead of the rest of the flowers in the garden. "I hate to say this sir but Young Master, Cassius is currently guiding Miss Knight in the 'ways of the sword', so you can probably only meet him tomorrow." Isabelle once again blocked the guests from entering, knowing that the sword her Young Master was handling could penetrate a body, but could never wound one. "I apologise once again as Young Master is at the Capital right now teaching a class to the female students in the Academy." Isabelle said with her cheeks flushed, already knowing that her master was taking a very 'practical' lesson about human reproduction with the girls in his class. "Oh my! The King wants to meet the Young Master?...Well I guess he'll have to wait since Young Master, Cassius has gone clothes shopping with the Queen." Isabelle lied to the King himself, knowing that her Young Master wasn't shopping for clothes and was actually removing the royal clothes off the Mother of the Country. Excuses...Excuses...The loyal maid, Isabelle had no choice but to make excuses for her Young Master, who was the most talked about and hated noble on the Continent because of his depraved escapades with all sorts of woman ranging from his own Family to Royalty itself and his Tyranical rule over his estate. And to think that not too long ago he was considered a wastrel noble, who was going to drink himself to death one day. ...When did it all begin she wondered as she excitedly walked into his room to get the reward she deserved for being such a loyal made, while someone else made excuses for her this time. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - No unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - Hardcore Netori - Slice of Life Romance - Demigirls - Elves - Vampires - Beast Girls - Slaves - Royalty - Finally a very competent protagonist]

The new book【Addicted to the Demon CEO's Kiss】is out now, please support~ 【Supremely Sweet and Adorable Pampering Story】Imperial City is in an uproar because the Little Overlord, Ou Zun, has become a devoted husband. When they were engaged, she ran away, but was later caught. He roared angrily, "I've provided for you, given you my heart and soul, and you still run away?" She fidgeted with her small hands, her cheeks rosy, "You're too good to me, I can't repay you." "Devote yourself to me." Upon hearing this, she couldn't contain her joy, "I've been waiting for you to say that for a long time!" Everyone knew, Mù Qiānxún was the apple of Ou Zun's eye. He was so gentle with her, afraid the warmth of his mouth might melt her, and worried the air might freeze her. He even kept her tied to his belt, bringing her everywhere he went.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

Please don't read. Major editing in progress, especially the chapters after 148. ........................ It is the year of the moon, the year when all the alphas around the world gather at Aranill to compete for the throne of the Alpha King. It is said that one who takes over the throne can change his destiny and even seek the power of the moon which nobody else can even gain access to. Azimir Bhaltiar, the young Alpha of kingdom Ideni, is one among the many alphas competing for the throne. It is then that he meets Aylin Ediar, the only female general in the royal army and Azimir finds himself attracted to her. But in his pursuit of the throne as well as Aylin, Azimir gets pulled into a conspiracy so brutal that completely shatters all other truths. Azimir not only has to save himself from the conspiracy, he even has to save his loved ones from losing their lives. And the only person who supports and trusts him is Aylin. Now, what is the forbidden truth about the throne that links to the conspiracy, and who is behind it? And why does Aylin refuse to accept her feelings for him? One truth, countless lies, one secret, and a throne that can change destiny. The one who solves it gains the power of the moon. Join Azimir to find out his destiny in his pursuit of the throne as well as what his heart desires the most, Aylin. --------------------------------------------------------------- "Aylin," Azimir breathed as he caressed the girl's cheek before pulling her to him. "Why do you deny your feelings, dear?" "Because I do not have any feelings for you." "Are you sure, dear?" Aylin stayed silent, not knowing how to respond to him. "Why does your heart say otherwise? I can hear it, you can hear it. Why are you ignoring what your heart is whispering to you?" Azimir probed and pulled her close until his breath fell on her lips. "Even if you ignore your feelings, I will not allow you to. You are mine as I am yours and it will be this way forever." The cover picture does not belong to me.

This was the story of the Wannabe Webnovelist Team (aka WW) who slaved over writing for five years and did not receive a single reader, only to discover that the person responsible for the final edit and publishing in the Wannabe Webnovelist writing team never actually published anything. He had only uploaded everything to the drafts. Sit back and relax (or not) as you try to figure out which character has written which paragraph or chapter. Not to mention working out how many people are actually in this team - this may fluctuate. The WW team's rules in this novel are that once a chapter has been published, no one in the team can edit it. (NB: all the characters in this work are fictional and while any resemblance to real life people are not entirely coincidental - no insults are meant. This is a completely tongue in cheek, rubbish piece of nothing. Yes, you read that right. If you find this as nonsensical as the author(s), then 'high five!' You are on the right page.) Also, has this story really been discontinued? Wait and see... because if it really has been discontinued, we hope the readers enjoy being left hanging on the cliff edge - or just hanging, cos there's nothing wrong with just hanging about. Addit Oct 2023: WW is on a long break. Who knows if they'll ever get back together or come back (in fact, I doubt they will ever return - I think they've given up). Therefore, you will receive random short stories instead. This is now truly discontinuous nonsense. Enjoy. If you don't like one story, you can now switch to a different one via the contents page. Yay.

Tessa ran away from home to get married to the love of her life, David Winston. On David's birthday, and their three years marriage anniversary, Tessa caught David cheating on her with his childhood friend, Olivia George, a figure from a prestigious family.  She found out that the man she thought was her soulmate only married her because of his family inheritance, now that he had gotten it, she was no longer useful to him. It was time for she to go her own way, after three years of hardship and unfaithfulness.  Tessa picked the pen up and signed the divorce papers.  ‘These people, they have no idea who they are messing with’ David smirked.  “Tessa is from the countryside, I bet her family are local farmers... She can't do anything. Come to think of it, she never told me anything about her family. Perhaps they are beggars! In the countryside” Olivia George screamed.  “Tessa, you will pay for this, I will show you that I am from the George family!” Olivia's quivering tone was heard.  “David... I... I... thought you said she is from the countryside, her family are beggars! right? cos what in the devil's name is going on” Tessa's cheeks raised slowly.  “I forgot to introduce myself. I am Tessa Wood. From the number one mafia family in the country” “Tessa, you would be crowned the next heir to the Wood family, but you have to marry somebody from the military, that is your grandfather's last request”

‘I possessed the female lead who runs away after becoming pregnant with the male lead's child. I know the original story, so there’s nothing to misunderstand!” So, I decided not to run away and instead seduce the male lead... “Quite a convincing act." My pretense of being the tragic original female lead was immediately seen through. “It seems my wife isn’t in the condition for a boat ride.” My desperate attempt at skinship to earn the female lead’s buff was brutally ignored. “Am I truly doomed?” After a moment of despair and grueling effort, I improved my relationship with the male lead and confessed about the pregnancy. But then. “The child.” With the same hand that had gently caressed Dahlia's belly, he softly cupped her cheek. “This way, I’ll have no choice but to kill you myself.” The warmth of his hand on her cheek felt chilling. “Don’t you agree, my wife?” …I should’ve just run away. It seems I’m totally screwed. ................................................................. Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. For advance chapters: p@treon.com/ShinningNovelTranslations (replace @ with a) Translated Original Name: 도망 여주가 도망을 안 감 Author: 은가빛.

Kasela Winneys, a sixteen years old beautiful and innocent girl gets enrolls into a prestigious school which unknown to her is a school full of vampires. There she re-encounters Regalud Rogers, a cold handsome and aloof guy who is tasked with protecting her, and unwillingly he protects her from the predators trying to prey on the Junior and younger human students in the school. She also becomes entangled with Jason Sanders an overworldly handsome, friendly and renown actor who saves her from a deadly fall. He is also Regalud rival who becomes bent on having her. (Sneak Peek into a chapter) "Little Rose, do you know what's my favorite scent?", he asked and she shooked her head, her heart hammering in her chest as he stepped closer "it's the rose scent" he said and caressed her cheek and he leaned down to shift her and also whisper to her "I don't like my scent getting tainted by another and if I perceive my little rose with his scent again I will make sure to wash her body squeaky clean" he declared and she shivered as he blew warm air on her cheeks. Kasela is eventually caught between the two guys who will go to any length to claim her. Will her life turn out for the worst? Or the best? Who do you think she will end up with? Find out in this intriguing and interesting book. This story development is very slow (and a slow burn romance). The cover image for this novel is not mine. I just edited it. All credit goes to the artist that draws it.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

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

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- History repeats itself. In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers to take her to safety in exchange for helping him to a bunker and treating his wound from the gunshot. Left with no choice, Mira joins forces with the man and learns that he is Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey uncovers old memories and reveals the conspiracy behind the election of the First World Premier, their relationship evolves from suspicion to mutual dependence and affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal stories, they reveal emotional vulnerabilities to each other that they hide from the rest of the world. Drawing on her own experiences in the Commonwealth, Mira sees the truth as she falls into the dark: that darkness exists exactly because the light is shining and enjoyed on the other side. I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

"You're already the mother of my four children," Arsalan chuckled, "and you're about to bring another one into this world. And you say I wasn't romantic?" Sahira stared at him with scornful eyes. "If you want to know how romantic you were," she said, her voice laced with venom, "then listen..." She recounted her experiences in such a poisonous tone that Arsalan's cheeks flushed to his ears. "And if you want to hear about all the things you did to me..." Arsalan's playful demeanor evaporated. He released her wrist, and Sahira wriggled away from him. Arsalan's gaze fell to the ground. "Was I that bad?" "You're far worse than bad, Arsalan. This act of amnesia you're putting on - you could fool the entire world with it. But not me. I've seen your masterful acting before. But I'm not going to fall for your deception anymore, Arsalan Ansari." Sahira was about to turn and walk away when Arsalan's voice reached her from behind. "Hira...can't you forgive me? I don't remember anything about my past. I don't remember anything about who I was, what I did... Please believe me. Forgive me." For a moment, Sahira's heart wavered. Her feet remained rooted to the spot. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with doubt. "Very well. What a splendid performance, Arsalan. You should win an Oscar," she said sarcastically, and walked away. Arsalan let out a deep sigh and stood there, alone. -------- Arsalan Ansari, the ruthless mafia kingpin, operates on a cold, calculated smile. But a glimpse of vulnerability cracks his icy facade. Has amnesia truly buried his past - a past rife with vengeance and betrayal - or is this a masterfully crafted ploy to outmaneuver his enemies? As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.

Zade Krinson is a talented young businessman. Although he is only nearly 30 years old, he owns a large real estate company with many branches. Lee Seungmin is his contract husband. Of course, he has no feelings for this contract husband and is often cold to Lee Seungmin, however Lee Seungmin is always devoted to his family and he is still faithful to his husband* Zade has a little lover, her name is Laura Vance, she is pretty and always acts cute but in fact she is a scheming and cunning person, she often has affairs with many other men behind Zade's back. Even so, Zade didn't know that and still hung out with her ... Today Lee Seungmin brought lunch to the company for Zade as usual, when he was walking to his office, he bumped into Zade's little lover, she wouldn't let him go and wouldn't accept Lee Seungmin's apology. Laura made cruel sarcastic remarks to Lee Seungmin and even insulted Lee Seungmin, not stopping there, she threw the food that Lee Seungmin had painstakingly prepared for his husband to the ground and stomped on it When she heard Zade's footsteps approaching, Laura slapped herself in the face and cried, pretending to be the victim. When Zade came closer and saw this, he didn't seem to listen to Lee Seungmin's explanation and slapped Lee Seungmin hard in the face. “Ahh..oush..!” my tears fall a little Zade Krinson rushed over, his expression darkening when he saw Laura crying and Lee Seungmin on the ground. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and delivered a harsh slap across Lee Seungmin's tear-stained cheek. "What the hell is going on here?" Zade demanded, his voice low and dangerous. He glared down at Lee Seungmin, who was now clutching his reddened cheek, fresh tears spilling from his eyes. "I don't want to hear any excuses. You've gone too far this time." Laura sobbed loudly, burying her face against Zade's chest as if seeking comfort. "Oh Zade, darling! This...this man attacked me out of nowhere! I was just minding my own business when he shoved me to the ground!" “But..but..I dont do that…” i look at the Laura and Zake Zade scoffed, wrapping an arm around Laura protectively as she continued to sniffle dramatically. "Don't give me that bullshit. I saw what happened with my own eyes." His gaze hardened, fixing Lee Seungmin with a icy glare. "You're nothing but a pathetic liar. I should fire you on the spot for assaulting someone in my building." Laura peered up at Zade through watery eyes, her lower lip trembling. "Please don't be mad at me, baby. I'm sorry for causing trouble..." She trailed off, letting out another pitiful whimper. Zade sighed heavily, shaking his head. "It's fine, sweetheart. Don't worry about it." He glanced back at Lee Seungmin, who was still sitting on the floor looking utterly defeated. W-what..? Baby and sweetheart..? shocked “U..u..u are cheating on me..?” Zade's eyes widened slightly at Lee Seungmin's shocked accusation. For a moment, he seemed taken aback, his brows furrowing together in confusion. Then, realization dawned on his face and he let out a harsh bark of laughter. "Cheating? On you?" He shook his head slowly, his lips curling into a mocking smirk. "Don't flatter yourself, Lee. We may be married on paper, but we both know it means nothing more than a convenient arrangement." Laura shifted uncomfortably beside him, her earlier bravado faltering under the weight of Lee Seungmin's devastated expression. She bit her lip, glancing away guiltily. Zade, however, remained unfazed. He took a step closer to Lee Seungmin, looming over the smaller man with a cold, imperious air. i flustered sigh “Oh..” i throw ur lunch on the floor and walk away while crying

"I d-don't think it's going to fit, y-your big..." I chuckled out, if that was meant to stop me and call it a day, he was barking up the wrong tree, because there was no stopping me now, I was going to be inside of him tonight, maybe not fully, but enough to satisfy me. "I'll go slow, tell me if it hurts and I'll stop." I tell him softly, seeing the fear in his eyes not going away as he started crying lightly, his tears staining his cheeks. Shit, did I get carried away and push him too far into this? 18-year-old Theodore Banks has had enough. He was determined to change his nerdy homebody ways, get popular with girls, and defeat his bullies. He signs up to an expensive gym, where he meets the famous Maddox Zane, kickboxing champion and Theodore's new personal trainer.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Maria's breath hitched slightly, her gaze locked onto his. "Yes," she replied, her voice soft yet steady. With that simple affirmation, Alex closed the distance, capturing her lips in a gentle, tentative kiss. It was as if the universe had aligned, the world around them fading into a blur of colors and sounds. The kiss was sweet and exploratory, a mingling of their emotions, hopes, and fears. When they finally pulled away, both breathless, Maria looked up at him with wide eyes, a smile breaking across her face. "Wow," she said, her cheeks flushed. "That was... incredible." "Yeah, it really was," Alex replied, feeling a rush of exhilaration. "I've wanted to do that for a long time." Maria chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Me too. I was just scared to ruin what we had." "Trust me, I think this only makes it better," Alex said, his confidence growing.

Edmund Aldrich has spent his life trapped in the shadows of his past, never expecting anything—or anyone—to change his fate. That is until he meets Elora Noelle, a woman as breathtaking as she is mysterious. She isn’t just another fleeting presence in his life—she is the force that shakes his world, the light that pierces his darkness. But she is also something more… his immortal soulmate. Bound by destiny yet torn by secrets, their love is tested by forces beyond their control. When Elora is faced with an impossible choice—Edmund’s love or the haunting truth behind his past—everything they’ve built is at risk of unraveling. As painful memories resurface, Edmund must confront the secrets Elora has kept hidden and decide whether love is truly stronger than fate. Can they defy destiny and rewrite their story, or will the past forever hold them captive? In a tale of passion, sacrifice, and undying devotion, their love will be tested like never before. . . . *A part from story* I kiss her again, then move down her jawline to her neck. I trace my fingers across the thin skin of her collarbone. She closes her eyes, her cheeks are flushed and she bury her fingers in my warm hair. Telling me how much she likes this, likes me, loves me... "I have loved you for a very long time, Edmund", she whispers against my breath. "From even before that farewell. And that's why I insisted Charlie on taking me to the farewell so that I could meet you." Meeting her again was never a coincidence. Her words surprised me. "But I was at the farewell you know." "Yeah I got to know that but not before I met you the day of our introduction and I read your mind." I smile. I don't know why I smile but thinking about all these, how we met and how we fell for each other makes me smile. But it came out bit like a chuckle. She laughs. When she laughed I wanted her again. I love the sound of her laugh. I take both her hands on both of mine. "Pretty dramatic way of founding each other I see." "Surely". "Oh wait! I'm thinking I'll take that as my inspiration for my novel." "OH MY GOD! EDMUND." She laughs even louder this time. . . Cover credit: Author Hesreth

“Eat shit!” Those were the last two words I shouted before creating the largest supernova and targeting the unknown enemies that called themselves The Order. Everyone was affected, me included. In the end, I, Emperor Vance, died using my own hands. I thought this was it. The Darkness that enveloped me is known as death. That changed when my gaze fell on the pulsating light that joined my presence in the expanse of darkness. It was Arcane; the accumulation of my learnings, the system of magic I built, and the sole owner of the mysterious power was with me in death. ‘Arcane’ enveloped itself to me, becoming the sole radiating light in the dark world. “How long has it been?” However, that single memory I had remaining in this ‘world’ seems to be becoming the only recollection I have left. I’ve become lost in time, drowning myself in the darkness. The only thought that crossed my mind was enduring yet another day in the same situation. Whoosh—! Not until it looked like I was being sucked outside of this nothingness. ‘What the fuck!’ For some strange reason, I felt tears fall down my cheeks, and I had no control over them. “Uwah!” In the first place, why am I crying? ‘And how is it possible to feel someone carrying my back?’ Amidst a series of strange occurrences, four simple words instantly made me realize exactly what was happening. “Congratulations! It’s a boy!” I’ve been reincarnated back into my own world.

This is a R18 book. It has a good amount of romance and smut . ********************************** “Your scent,” he rasped, as if his wolf and human sides were colliding. “I can’t… resist…. I can’t resist your scent.” Selene’s back hit the wall, and she realized she had nowhere left to go. Lykos closed the distance between them, his body mere inches from hers. She could feel the heat radiating off him, matching the heat going through her body. His hand reached out, brushing against her cheek, and she flinched at the contact. His touch was surprisingly gentle giving the situation she found herself in. “I warned you Selene. And I tried to stay away,” he murmured, “But the bond… it’s too strong. You’re mine, Selene.” ********************************** Selene, a dedicated scholar of ancient civilizations, lives a life steeped in the study of forgotten histories. Her days are spent lecturing, researching, and immersing herself in texts that others often overlook. But everything changes when she stumbles upon an obscure article about the ancient ruins of Veyrath. A place long thought to be little more than a legend. What catches her attention is not just its ancient mystery, but the unsettling fact that it has been completely ignored by historians and archaeologists alike. Compelled by an inexplicable force, Selene sets out to uncover the truth behind the abandoned temple. As she explores its crumbling walls, she discovers a relic that awakens something within the temple. The ground trembles, the walls shift, and something ancient stirs beneath the earth, determined to reclaim what was once imprisoned…

Emily’s world wasn’t just broken. It was strategically dismantled. Three years of love. One devastating betrayal. A single moment that would leave a scar forever. The day Emily caught her boyfriend Jaden and her best friend Mika tangled in bed, something inside her died. 2 years later, she has worked to be everything Jaden said she could never be— a star actress, loved by many. As Emily climbs the treacherous ladder of the entertainment industry, her betrayers return with a sinister plan. Mika, consumed by jealousy, doesn’t just want to compete – she wants to annihilate. Even if it meant becoming an actress herself. And Jaden? He’s the perfect weapon in her arsenal. But in the entertainment industry, Power surpasses power. And there he was, Noah. Noah. The king of the entertainment industry. Feared by many and had the lives of many wrapped around his fingers. He met Emily 2 years ago for the first time, snot mixing with tears, her broken glasses sliding down her face- she kept screaming at him “You can’t die! Not today!”. She saved him, and he owes his life to her. But now, she doesn’t remember him. Also she has changed. She almost looked nothing like the ugly woman he saw that night— Mascara streaking down her blotchy cheeks, glasses bent and crooked, hair disheveled, looking utterly destroyed, a walking catastrophe of raw, ugly pain, far from what he was seeing now— who is this woman? This isn’t a love story. This is a war. And Emily? She’s the prey. Would Noah be her Prince Charming that saves her?

What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy **Cover is mine**

"Only by enduring 2¹⁴ trials can one awaken the ancient power sleeping within the Key of the Star Prison, and become the most powerful being in the universe." Timothy, the youngest Demon Lord in the history of his race, saw these words emerge after he touched the Key of the Star Prison, the most powerful artifact of the demon race, handed to him just before the old Demon Lord's death. According to the demon race's records, no Demon Lord had ever achieved this. However, over a span of a hundred thousand years, Timothy had easily passed 16,383 trials. Now, once again, he turned the Key of the Star Prison, and an unknown force mistakenly sent him to a brand new world, transforming him into an unknown and seemingly worthless demonic cultivator disciple. And the formidable opponent he was about to face in this world was the powerful Goddess Sylvia. When Goddess Sylvia received the challenge Timothy handed her, her cheeks flushed... "My dear Sylvia, I want you to know how deeply I love you. My heart belongs to you, now and forever."

Leonardo’s POV: I grazed her cheek as I slid fingers over her lips “I'm not a Jealous man, Maria…. I have never envied someone for what they have but yet….” I leaned closer to her sleeping body, my voice barely a whisper. “I'm jealous at every person you smile at and I want you all to myself. ”Alexander POV: Rain drenched me as I tilted the umbrella over her. "Maria," I said, my voice steady. "Whatever you want, it's yours. Wherever you go, I'll follow. If you ask me to kill, I'll do it." I leaned closer, my eyes locked on hers. "Just tell me... what do you want?” Maria POV I stared at Leo, watching him walk into the hall with a french lady by his side. This was a mission and besides he's my father's killer.So why do I feel like this whenever I see him? ****** Maria Everlight's life crumbles when her father’s death thrusts her into a forced marriage with the cold and ruthless Leonardo Von Grimm. What begins as a strategic alliance spirals into a web of deception, deadly secrets, and burning desires. Leonardo hides his emotions behind a mask of control, but Maria's resilience begins to melt his icy exterior. However, Alexander, his twin, harbors a dangerous obsession for Maria, one that could destroy them all. As Maria delves deeper into the truth of her father's murder and her family's legacy, she uncovers the sinister world of assassins, betrayal, and her own mother’s shocking secrets. When loyalties shatter and blood is spilled, Maria must decide where her heart and vengeance lie.In a world where love is a weapon and trust is a luxury, can Maria emerge unscathed, or will the darkness claim her soul?

Alex, an 18-year-old high schooler, lives a seemingly ordinary life with his loving mother, Monica, and his bubbly 7-year-old sister, Maria. His father, John, a dedicated soldier, visits them once every two months, bringing joy and stability to their home. Life feels normal, even predictable—until one fateful day changes everything. A chilling message from the army headquarters announces that John has survived a devastating plane crash but is gravely injured. Rushing to his side, the family finds him confined to a wheelchair. As Monica speaks with the doctor about taking John home, her composure remains unusually calm, even… happy. Back home, the day winds down. After dinner, Alex retreats to his room, hoping to distract himself with a chat among friends. But when Monica steps into his room, something shifts. She moves closer, her arms enveloping him in an unexpected embrace. Silent tears stream from her eyes, falling onto Alex’s cheeks, carrying a weight of unspoken emotions and an unshakable mystery. What lies behind Monica’s strange reaction? What secrets are buried in their seemingly perfect family? Each page unravels a story of love, loss, and a truth that could change Alex’s life forever.

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

Irena looked at her, then glanced down at the cake that had accidentally spilled onto her shoes. "You know how costly it is?" she asked, her voice dripping with malice. Erin shook her head fearfully, tears rolling down her cheeks. "I'm sorry... I'll clean it." Irena grinned, her eyes gleaming with cruelty. "Clean it, you say?" She raised her foot, gesturing for Erin to clean the mess. Erin used her hands to wipe away the cake, still crying. "I'm sorry..." Suddenly, Irena kicked her with the same foot. "Don't touch my feet with those filthy hands," Irena spat. Erin was shaking, but she nodded obediently. "Lick it." Irena's voice was icy. "I said, lick it." Erin hesitated for a moment before nodding and continuing to lick Irena's feet, humiliated in front of the entire crowd. "Remember, never enter a ball again," Irena sneered. ERIN, SHE'S AN OUTCAST PRINCESS. BUT ONE DAY AFTER MEETING PRINC ARTHUR, SHE DECIDES TO SUBMIT HER LIFE TO HIM. BUT FOR THAT SHE HAD TO LEARN, HOW TO FIGHT, AND TAKE OVER THE DUKEDOM. HER BIGGEST OBSTACLE IS IRENA HER ADOPTED SISTER AND DUKE EDWARD HER BIRTH FATHER. WILL SHE EARN HER FATHER'S LOVE? OR SHE WILL KILL HIM HERSELF? WHAT DOES FATE UNFOLDS FOR IRENA, A PEASANT GIRL? JUST WHO GAVE HER THIS COURAGE? //WATCH THE DRAMA UNFOLDS// #DARKROMANCE #FANTASY //T/N// COVER ISN'T OWNED BY ME