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this a story of regular lonely young person who lives a miserable life, until one day he suddenly died and was throwed into another world of magic and monsters, all kinds of races. he struggles to survive while there is conflict between big forces and the impact harms the weak. Axel: leaning back casually “So, Elsa, what do you think? We’ve been at this for, what, a week? Think it’s time to bump us up to D rank?” Matias: smirking “Yeah, I mean, clearly we’re out of our league at this E rank business. We’ve mastered the art of ‘not dying,’ don’t you think?” Elsa: looking up from her paperwork with an unimpressed stare “You’re serious?” Axel: grinning “Deadly serious. We’ve fought off monsters, bandits, and the occasional emotional crisis. If that’s not D rank material, I don’t know what is.” Matias: nods, feigning sincerity “Not to mention, we’ve got the looks, the charm, and the natural ability to get into trouble. It’s practically a requirement for D rank.” Elsa: rolls her eyes “I’m pretty sure there’s more to it than that.” Axel: leaning forward “Come on, Elsa, you don’t want to hold us back. Let us take on the big leagues. You know how it is—why be a E rank when you could be a D?” Matias: crossing his arms “We’re basically too good for the job we’re in. Can’t keep letting all this talent go to waste.” Elsa: glaring at them “You two are ridiculous. You're asking for an upgrade based on nothing but your egos.” Axel: shrugs “Hey, ego’s part of the package deal. How else are we supposed to deal with all the ‘dangerous’ stuff you throw at us?” Matias: chuckling “Exactly. We're practically begging for more challenging assignments. You wouldn’t want to hold us back from greatness, would you?” Elsa: sighing, resigned “Fine. I’ll take your ‘request’ under consideration... though I’m not promising anything.” Axel: smirking “Oh, I think we’ve earned it. D rank here we come.” Matias: grins “You know, I’m starting to feel like we deserve an S rank for our sheer modesty.” Elsa: "Oh god, what did I do to deserve dealing with idiots".

Guo Min turned to Zihan, her gaze sharp. "You talk about permanence, but we both know this arrangement wasn’t my choice. If you expect me to play the role of a docile fiancée, you’re mistaken." Zihan’s smirk widened. "Oh, I never expected docility from you, Guo Min. In fact, I’d be disappointed if you were anything less than the fierce woman I know you to be." Guo Min narrowed her eyes but said nothing. copyright regards: cover doesn't belong to me, all praises goes to it's owner.

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’. They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror. And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me. [Ding... Activation of the world tree system] If you'd like to discuss the book, I've set up a Discord server: https://discord.gg/pn7DpqAT

LGBT BL - OMEGAVERSE 18+ Claire Chester, a student who had just moved up to Grade 11, felt that his school life was much better after he was finally recognized by many students as a popular Alpha. He was good at fighting and could also socialize well. However, no one knew the secret behind the popular Claire was actually a recessive Omega who refused to recognize himself as an Omega. Bad memories of when everyone knew his identity made Claire do everything he could to cover up his identity as an Omega and everything went very well. Until he made a mistake when he met a cold Alpha who seemed to be shunned by everyone, Fein Stanford. "Give me your money or I'll beat you up!" Claire ordered Fein. However, Fein instead cornered Claire against the wall and locked the man up. "What's with that face of yours, hmn? Oh what is it, I smell some pretty sweet pheromones in here," he said with a smirk on his face. From that day on, things changed in Claire's life as one annoying Alpha found out his identity. Will Claire be able to mask his identity for much longer? Or is this the beginning of his nightmare with Fein Standford?

When Ling Ye transmigrated into the body of the villain, the story had already reached the eve of the grand finale. With the protagonist on the verge of achieving full power, it seemed like Ling Ye’s fate was sealed—certain death awaited him. But in this dire moment, Ling Ye found an opportunity: the heroine. Seizing his chance, he secretly approached her and struck a deal. When the protagonist finally emerged at full strength, ready to face him, Ling Ye stood tall with a smirk. Ling Ye: “Apologies, but it seems she’s chosen my side... and now she wants to marry me.” The protagonist was left stunned, his fury erupting. “I’ve spent my entire life chasing the goddess of my dreams, only for her to end up with you?”

After a fatal accident, Daniel reincarnated into another world. The first thing he encountered was an unbelievably beautiful woman—so stunning that words could not describe her beauty. However, there was a problem… Why was this woman on top of him? "Little disciple, there’s no need to be afraid. If you want, you can call me Mommy." And just like that, three days and three nights passed. As Daniel looked at the system panel, he smirked. With the help of the Fate Devouring System, it was only a matter of time before he took his revenge. [Name: Evangeline] [Age: (Currently) 501 years old, ???] [Power Level: Mid-Stage Demi-God] [Destinies: Heavenly God (Red), Fated Goddess (Godly), Chosen of the Laws (Godly), ????] [Affection Rating toward Host: 99 (Copyable)] Looking at his master’s panel, he couldn’t stop himself from laughing. "System, copy all of her destinies for me."

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.

Zein was a rogue Guide living in the god-forsaken land of the red-zone, guiding for money and survival. Until the guild he used to work with caused a tragedy. Driven by sorrow and guilt, Zein became a mercenary guide in the land bordering the forbidden Deathzone, working like a suicidal monk. One day, an overbearing Esper suddenly appeared and told him, “If you’re so hellbent to die, why don’t you come with me to the Deathzone?” A strange proposition, a nostalgic smirk. Had Zein actually met him before? Following the man into the deadly zone, will Zein find the respite he seeks, or will he get engulfed in a storm? But there’s no such thing as love in the deathzone...is it? * * * The story is set in a sentinel-verse, so there will be: - Sentinel (Esper) and Guide - Dungeon! - Romance - Action - …smut? ;) It’s a (kinda) love story wrapped in dungeon system shenanigans, with abilities and action and whatnot

Meet Zoe Martins, an ordinary secretary to a reputable industry finds out that her husband had been cheating on her with her sister. “So you’ve been cheating on me with my sister? After everything I've done for you?” Zoe questioned Stanley. But the man she called her husband didn't even flinch when she caught him on top of her sister, making love to her on their matrimonial bed. “You should thank me for what I’m doing, Zoe. You are a barren woman! You can't give me a child! You should be glad I'm banging your sister and not some random woman!” Stanley's words felt like daggers that stabbed Zoe’s heart, despite how much of a matter of fact it was. She's been married to Stanley for three long years, bearing the burden of being a wife and a husband all at the same time since her deadbeat husband couldn't find a job. But not once did she get pregnant. “That's right, sister. You know I can do anything for you, including giving birth for you since you have skill issues,” Jenna spatted as her lips stretched into an evil smirk. Zoe couldn't handle the betrayal and left her house to drown her sorrow at a club where she met a man who looked like the devil. Since her husband was cheating on her, Zoe decided to do the same. “Once we do this, you are mine,” the devil's replica declared.

Ryan, a normal office worker who could be considered an extra in a boring world, did his job regularly and spent time here and there. He found himself, by mistake, being killed by a female reaper. Yet, the only thing he received as justice was a chance to transmigrate into a new body with his memories intact. Meanwhile, that female reaper faced a very small punishment: her powers were suppressed for ten minutes, leaving Ryan with nothing but a mocking smirk from the reaper as she ridiculed him for being a meager human with no life that belonged to him. He was left with no choice but to stand in front of the one who had granted such "justice" and watch the reaper laugh while turning to leave the place. In front of him was the reincarnation pool, and beside it stood the woman smirking at his misery while completely powerless for a whole ten minutes—there was no justice for him here. With his hands clenched, he decided that if he was really going down, he would take her with him. Swiftly tackling her, he pushed the reaper and himself directly into the reincarnation pool. The next moment he knew, he found himself being born as a extra disposal substitute of the Ducal Prince, destined to die at the hands of the princess in his stead. Soon enough, he understood that instead of some random world, he had been transmigrated into the last novel he was reading and a fan of—Invincibility Starts with Marriage and Having Lots of Children. ( Disclaimer: There could be mistakes in the chapters, not because I am weak in grammar or something, but when one has to write 8K a day, the chances of things being left out are pretty obvious. So, if you understand what that sentence means, just ignore the minor mistakes, but if you want to point out grammatical mistakes, please do so. I will correct them as soon as possible.)

"Come with me to take over the world! I am sure I'll make you King of Kings by then!" declared an invigorate figure. His long reddish blue hairs fluttering with a burning red gaze, he smirked. The 13 boys stared at him stunned. "What? Are you surprised?" Bewilderment yet a promise and an everlasting bond formed, So it begins the journey of stars. A mysterious and an amazingly talented juvenile cricket player Alan Rex Lorenzo, (concealing his identity) after suffering a huge loss two years ago, travels around the world in search of a strong team to rival the upcoming Men T-20 cricket world cup. Upon recieving a call from his brother from the Under-18 High school representatives cricket base, he heads back to Pakistan to encounter what he wandered insearch for long. Prodigies and Geniuses of all kinds from all over the country with talents shockingly astounding from one another gather together. Secrets and bonds, understanding and trust, hardwork and passion, relentless, brave and a youth never giving up! The kings of cricket alongside Alan rise up at the world stage once again!

Cover Art :- @umardoesart Amy Anderson had two regrets in life. However, by all accounts, she had a perfect one-top of her class at university, a master's degree with honors, and a prestigious position as the youngest assistant professor at Arora University. After a painful betrayal during her college days, she vowed never to fall in love again. Life was peaceful. or so she thought. Until her very first day at Arora University. A certain man embarrassed her in front of everyone. Worse? He was the same guy she had saved last year. Amy: "I hate you. I hate you so much that I could kill you." Him: Smirking "My life is yours, Angel. Kill me if you must. but only after our wedding." Why was he so obsessed with marrying her? And why did his gaze hold a familiarity she couldn't understand?

~Excerpt~ "Who is she? She is not the one I was supposed to marry." "Master, She is the other woman's sister. She came here to represent her." His butler responds. Eric smirks. "That cheeky woman thinks she can get a taste of me and run. Find her, and bring her here." "Yes, Master Eric." * When Mina Campbell is cast out of her adoptive parent's home to represent her step sister at a 'checking' ritual, everything becomes blurry and faded, even worse when they turn their backs on her, calling her a whore who's out to ruin their lives. She's sad, angry and despaired. Until Eric Walters decides to claim the young, cute and petite woman for himself, and slowly, she ends up being the Wealthy Man's weakness, oh, and his strength.

As an MMA referee, Ava Kane knows the rules inside and out. Keep it fair. Keep it clean. Keep your emotions out of the cage. But when an explosive fight between Kai Romanov and his rival ends in brutal chaos, Ava finds herself caught in the aftermath—and on the verge of losing the job she fought tooth and nail for. Kai Romanov is a menace inside and outside the cage—cocky, unpredictable, and too damn good for his own ego. Fighters like him don’t respect the rules, but they sure as hell love breaking them. And somehow, he’s set his sights on Ava. No loose talking, no crossing the line—just a sharp gaze that lingers too long and a smirk that promises trouble. Now, with her career hanging by a thread and Kai refusing to stay in his lane, Ava is left with one question: How do you fight against someone who never plays fair?

In a world where magic thrives and mythical beasts lurk in the shadows, Tohgi Akura is born into the unforgiving southern district of Vandekar, a lawless land ruled by bandits and plagued by poverty. Despite his humble beginnings, Tohgi harbors an audacious dream: to achieve that dream he must become a Knight, a title synonymous with honor, power, and nobility. His raw talent rivals the elite, but his lack of noble heritage leaves him scorned by the privileged. Yet, Tohgi’s unwavering determination and resilience catch the attention of influential figures who see potential in the unrefined boy. With their assistance, Tohgi rises through the ranks, challenging a society built to keep people like him in the dirt. But ambition has its price. As Tohgi carves his path toward greatness, his defiance against the status quo ignites conflicts that spiral into devastating wars. In his quest to protect those he loves and what he stands for, Tohgi must grapple with the weight of his choices and the sacrifices demanded by his legacy. Will Tohgi Akura go down in history as a hero, a tyrant or just another man. His story is one of ambition, loyalty, and the unrelenting cost of dreams. Do not hesitate to comment your thoughts at any point in the story, it would bring me great joy to be able to interact with readers of my work. I hope to see you on the other side. PS: Bold text indicates the use of magic, parenthesis () indicates thought. Thank you! Enjoy! :)

Luna Lethal, a name synonymous with fear and power, ruled both the underworld and the elite circles of society. Orphaned young, she rose through treachery to become a master of manipulation and skill. Yet, her reign ended in betrayal—a laboratory explosion claimed her life. To the world, her death was a tragedy; to her enemies, a cause for celebration. But Luna awakens in the body of Aurora Smith, a neglected and ridiculed child despised by her adoptive family. Stripped of her former strength but not her will, Luna faces a choice: seek revenge for Aurora’s mistreatment or forge a new path. As her sharp mind and unyielding spirit transform Aurora’s life, shadows of Luna’s past resurface. Loyal followers sense her presence, while old enemies seek to destroy her again. Torn between vengeance and a fresh start, Luna must confront her identity. Is she still the Devil of the underworld, or can she find peace in a second chance at life?

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

The grand ballroom of the imperial palace was meant for alliances and whispered secrets, not destiny and disaster. Lady Seraphina Astoria Valeheart has spent her life avoiding the treacherous games of court, preferring solitude over the weight of expectations. But when a cocky, sharp-tongued lord with a reputation as dark as his attire asks her to dance, she makes a single mistake—she says yes. Lord Sylas Draven Mourcade is feared for a reason. He commands attention with a smirk and a stare that strips away pretense, but beneath the charm lies something untamed, something dangerous. When Seraphina saves his life with a power she doesn’t yet understand, she unknowingly binds herself to him in blood. But blood is power. And power never goes unnoticed. As whispers of treachery ripple through the empire, Seraphina and Sylas find themselves caught in a web of shadows that move without faces, hands that pull the strings of kings and traitors alike. The court is a battlefield, and their growing connection might be the greatest weapon—or the deadliest weakness. She was never meant to be part of this game. He was never meant to care. But the dance has already begun. And some unseen forces do not take kindly to players who step out of line.

In the world of Eldranis, fate is dictated by the Arcana Codex, an ancient system that assigns every person a Card Sigil from the legendary Arcane Deck at birth. These cards determine power, status, and destiny. The strongest wield high-ranking cards—Aces, Kings, and Queens—while the weak are doomed to insignificance. But among them, the most feared are the Jokers, those who exist outside the system, capable of altering the very fabric of fate itself. Noir Vale, the enigmatic boy with raven-black hair and ice-blue eyes, was born under the Ace of Spades, a card synonymous with ruin and misfortune. Every Ace of Spades before him has perished before reaching adulthood. His existence is a death sentence. But unlike his predecessors, Noir refuses to be bound by fate. Accepted into the Grand Arcana Academy, where only the elite train to harness their Card Sigils, Noir quickly earns both admiration and fear. During his first trial, he unveils an ability unheard of—the power to erase or alter the abilities of others, a trait only associated with Jokers, the anomalies of the Arcana Codex. With the academy now watching his every move, and the world branding him as a threat, Noir has only one goal: To defy destiny itself. As hidden conspiracies unfold and enemies lurk in the shadows, Noir must outplay the gods of fate in a high-stakes gambit where one wrong move could mean annihilation. Armed with intelligence, manipulation, and an unpredictable power, he will carve his own legend. After all, in a game where everyone follows the rules… the one who cheats is king.

In a realm where humanity’s survival hinges on taming the primordial beasts that rule land, sea, and sky, ten-year-old Kai is branded a failure after bonding with a pitiful Rock Sparrow—a creature synonymous with weakness. But when Kai awakens a forbidden gift, **Beast Insight**, he uncovers the truth: even the lowliest beasts harbor mythic potential. Armed with the ability to see evolution paths invisible to others, Kai embarks on a perilous quest to transform his sparrow into a legendary Skyfeather Roc. Yet the materials he needs lie in the deadliest corners of the world: Stormheart Crystals guarded by tempests, Phoenix Down plucked from ashes of rebirth, and Essence of Gale siphoned from the lungs of hurricanes. Along the way, he forges bonds with misfit beasts discarded by society—a scarred Azure Wolf, a flame-drained Salamander, and a tree spirit cursed with rot—each hiding secrets only Kai can unlock. But power attracts envy. Ruthless Tamers, greedy nobles, and ancient beasts who resent humanity’s arrogance conspire to crush him. As Kai defies the limits of what a Tamer can achieve, he unravels a darker truth: the line between “tamer” and “beast” is thinner than anyone dares admit. And the gods who forged these bonds are watching… ***Tame or be tamed?*** In this epic saga of growth, betrayal, and soaring ambition, Kai will rewrite the laws of evolution—or become another cautionary tale in humanity’s fragile reign. --- **Tagline:** *"Weakness is an illusion. Every beast—and every soul—has a path to godhood."*

Eisley Sawyer was promised to Magnus Sawyer by her mother at a tender age for marriage. However, Magnus turned out to be far from a loving husband. He is one to cheat and beat her up, whether she was at fault or not. Desperate to escape this nightmare, Eisley overheard the local wives discussing a notorious gangster and businessman coming to town. This man, Irwin Kent, happened to be her husband's boss—a man known for having any woman he desired, even those married to his employees. Eisley saw in Irwin a man more powerful than her husband, presenting her with a potential escape route. But how long could she rely on this path without falling for her saviour? EXTRACT: Magnus gazed at Irwin, then dropped to his knees. "Forgive me, but she's all I have. I can't lose her. I love her so much. Please, let her come back to me." Irwin leaned back, eyes fixed on the ceiling as the smoke from his cigarette clouded his view. "She wants a divorce." A heavy silence filled the room. Irwin sat up, scrutinizing Magnus, who remained on his knees, utterly bewildered. "My wife is still very young and naive." "Is she? She strikes me as quite bold and wise," Irwin countered, "She's my type," he added, biting his lower lip with a smirk that made Magnus furious. "Sir, Eisley is my whole life!"

Emilia clenched her fists. "Just get to the point, Alessandro." The way her lips wrapped around his name sent something dark through him. He exhaled sharply, his smirk deepening. "Be my girlfriend." what happens when these two powerful heirs clashes copyright ©️ regards: cover doesn't belong to me, all praises goes to it's owner.

"Are you ready to meet him?"he asked again with smirk on his face. "Yeah I am ready," I said while finishing pancakes and taking dishes to wash. He took his phone and dialled a number and said, she has agreed to meet you but if you ever hurt her you will suffer the consequences" he threatened him.

Seven Months Ago "I’m tired of this woman!" Edward’s voice thundered through the hall. "I love someone else. I don’t want to be with her anymore!" "Why?" Ruby’s voice trembled, barely above a whisper. "Why are you saying this?" She clutched his hand, desperation flickering in her eyes. "It was a mistake, not a marriage." On her 21st birthday, divorce papers were tossed in her face by the man she once loved—her childhood sweetheart, her husband. --- Seven Months Later "You’re quite arrogant." Ruby frowned at the man before her. Alaric Hawthorne smirked, hands in his pockets. "Sometimes, arrogance in love is necessary." She, the resolute village chief. He, the unyielding county executive. What would their clash ignite? --- The Wedding Day "Ruby, please! I’m sorry. Don’t leave me!" Edward knelt, desperation etched across his face. Ruby, standing in a wedding dress, met his gaze—cold and unmoved. "Sorry, Mr. Edward," Alaric Hawthorne stepped beside her, a knowing smile on his lips. "You see, my bride and I have somewhere to be."

[This Story will Resume in March 2025] “This mark tells the world the sight of your neck belongs to me, so, no one will ever dare to look. I hate sharing what’s mine.” He whispered low, then pulled back to look into my smoldering eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. With his hand still on my throat, his thumb brushed softly over the sting mark he'd just left on my neck, sending a jolt through my body before he pulled away and walked off. I hated the way his torment turned to pleasure, leaving my body craving more while my mind rebelled. Even Lucifer in hell would have cringed at the clash between my desire and logic. Hell no, I’d never give in. *** Money, power, desire—can you really have it all? What would you do if such an opportunity came? For Zara, working as a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant hasn’t brought her closer to freedom. Debts and the weight of her past keep her shackled in darkness. Not even in her wildest imagination did Zara think her passion for cooking would captivate an enigmatic billionaire, Ravier Auckland, to offer her a contract as his ‘atypical’ private chef. Fueled by a sense of betrayal from her loved ones and a desperate need to prove her worth, Zara sees Ravier’s offer as her way out. But will it lead to the salvation she craves or rather ignite a flame of raw, uncontrollable desire that consumes everything in its path? Very Mature Content!

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

Staring at the gun pointed at her head, Hannah felt as if she were watching all of her childhood memories. Cold sweat kept dripping down from the smooth skin of her back, making her quiver slightly. "Don't!" she yelled, tears pooling at the corner of her eyes due to being startled almost out of her wits. "S-spare me! Please spare my life!" she begged. Her beautiful eyes, which are struggling so hard as to not let a single tear of hers drop, are looking straight into Ivan's dark ones, looking as if she were pleading for her life. Looking back at her tearful eyes, a mischievous grin appeared on Ivan's lips. His handsome face has a devilish look to it, looking both extremely evil and elegant at the same time. "Why should I? Give me a good reason, and I might be willing to let you live," he asked without moving his gun away from her head. Hearing his words, Hannah's will to survive made her lie within a second. "I-I like you!" she stuttered. Hearing Hannah confess her feelings for him, the small smirk on Ivan's face slowly faded bit by bit. Ivan has indeed told her to think of a good reason for him not to kill her, but not once has he thought that the fair maiden in front of him would suddenly say those words. Withdrawing the gun that was pointed at the girl's head, Ivan placed it on the back part of his waist before he grabbed Hannah's soft cheek with his calloused hands. "You like me?" he asked, gaining a multitude of nods from the girl who was currently looking at the space behind him, avoiding his dark eyes. Unbeknownst to Hannah, a smirk much less mischievous compared to his earlier ones has once again appeared on Ivan's face, and with a wicked glint in his eyes, Ivan spoke. "Prove it" _______________________________________________________________________________________ One day, while she was on a blind date with the son of her brother's business partner, Hannah, the eldest young lady of the Salvador family got kidnapped without anyone knowing. She was brought to the mansion hidden deep within the dense forest on the top of a mountain, and there she met Ivan. The man who looks so simple yet dangerous at the same time releases deadly vibes in him. In her desperation to live, she uttered words that she didn't mean to say. She didn't think twice about saying such words in order to live, but who would have thought that Ivan, the man who smiles like a child while pointing a gun at her head, would take it seriously.

[Mature Content: 18+] Lloyd, a college student, was a pitiful man. After his girlfriend betrayed him and ruined his life, he spiraled into despair—until it ultimately got him killed. But fate had other plans. A god, watching from above, took pity on him and granted him another chance to achieve everything he had ever desired. --- 'M-Master? What the fuck?!' Lloyd’s mind reeled at her words. 'Why is this woman calling me Master? And more importantly—why the hell is my dick in her mouth?!' --- "M-Master, y-you’re b—" she stammered, her voice trembling with overwhelming relief. Her eyes glistened with unspoken emotions, but before she could finish, Lloyd silenced her with a devilish smirk. "Who told you to stop? Shut up and keep sucking," he ordered, his voice dripping with dominance. --- [Welcome to the Infinite Lust System, User.] A robotic, monotone voice echoed in his mind. --- Tags: R18, Harem, Cultivation, Smut, Milfs Content: Action, Adventure, Xianxia, Transmigration, Sex (A lot) Note: If you have suggestions for the story or ideas you'd like to see included, feel free to leave a comment in my review section! You can ask me anything too.

Suddenly reincarnated in a body of a regent, Alexander found himself in a new world that went against his every principle. He tried to navigate a web of plots only to realize that he was completely outmatched. On the brink of giving up he gets a gift from a unknown patron. The gift to understand every twitch on someone’s face, every subtle smirk and eye movement. A gift so uncanny in accuracy that he could predict future actions of his opponents. Alexander became the god of thruth, using his new intellect to beat his opponents and remold Sartinca.

Am back, I wont forgive and I wont forget' The once rightful heiress of the Jing Group, after her mother’s death, lives as an outcast in her own family, was betrayed and died tragical "A cheating fiancé that broke my heart? Screw him, Let's make a deal with the richer Demon!" "They all abandoned me? I can't call them my friends!" "My Father disowned me? That's fine, I will take back my house and money, and see where he goes!" Mr. Damon lets make a deal "Danger is approaching, I can help you a evade it" Lisa Stated Damon Carven Zichen the Dark Prince, rich & powerful businessman and a feared secret mafia boss. Behind his mask, he controls the underworld with an iron grip, never revealing his true face. After Two years ...... "Mr. Damon our deal is over, sign the divorce paper" Damon smirk "My lady, are you forgetting that you are pregnant?" All of him is for her. Challenges will arise, chaos will commence, and drama will ensue - - - - - Novel Status: Ongoing. Note: This is an original story by me (Ereal001) and not a translation :) This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please DO NOT repost it anywhere else. Author's Instagram: author_ereal