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# STUBBORN Ming Yao suffered from severe insomnia. In her last life, she had even died because of it. Coming back to life once more, she woke up to a moody tyrant husband by her side. The man threw divorce papers at her. “Sign it! We’re getting a divorce!”Ming Yao signed the agreement without a word. However, she regretted it in less than a night. She realized that she still suffered from severe insomnia in this life. No medicine could cure her, and the only thing that made her fall asleep was her husband’s clear, crisp breathing. Everyone said that Madam Gu loved Fourth Master Gu. Even though she was abused all day long, she still treated him like her first love. Until one day, Ming Yao finally developed a drug for her insomnia. At the banquet, she held a superstar’s arm with a bright smile, then threw divorce papers at Gu Siye.“Mr. Gu, the papers have been signed. From now on, we’ll have nothing to do with each other!” Fourth Master Gu tore up the papers on the spot. He shoved her into a corner, his eyes sharp. “It’s fine if you want to leave, but return what you stole first!” “What did I steal?” “My heart!”Everyone ridiculed Ming Yao for being ignorant, incompetent, and frivolous. They waited for Fourth Master Gu to kick her out. Some media outlets boldly revealed that Ming Yao was dating the number one hacker in the world. The number one hacker: “Who spread such rumors? That’s my master!” Not long after, the media revealed that Ming Yao entered and left the same hotel as a luxury designer. The number one designer: “She’s my boss.” Seeing the woman dating different men every day, Fourth Master Gu was furious. He bit the woman’s lips and declared to the whole world, “Mrs. Gu belongs to me! Who dares to spread baseless scandals again?!”

The second Elizabeth met Mathew, the two became best friends. Soon, Elizabeth realises she's in love with Mathew, but shoves those feelings deep down because Mathew is engaged. Through no fault of their own, they find themselves intertwined in a world they never knew existed- a magical world filled with werewolves and other creatures. Their friendship is tested when Elizabeth follows her own path in the magical world and realises nothing good can come from her and Mathew remaining friends. Elizabeth leaves without a word to Mathew and leaves no trail behind causing Mathew to spend years searching for his best friend. When the two reunite, their lives start falling apart again and it's revealed that nothing good can come from them being together.

{Author Of Old-World Extra} There was nothing special about my life... except for how I died. I went out in the dumbest, most ridiculous way possible; even a dog’s death would’ve made for a better sight. But hey, that wasn’t even the weird part. Not by a long shot. For whatever reason, my soul had gotten ripped out and shoved into the body of some "Villain" in a faraway land. Yep, you heard that right. A clichéd "Villain." And I’ve got ten days before he’s publicly executed. This guy—well, I—used to be a Beggar. One that grew into a Seeker, then a Magi, then a Professor, and then... A Sultan. The one ruler of the entire world. Now? I’m stuck facing the people I used to love, ready to pay for all the “evil” I’ve done. Fate seemed hellbent on ending me, no matter where I went, but just as I was about to give up... A Script appeared before my mind’s eye. {Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?} {Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?} {Would you like to become a True King?} {If so, repeat after me…} It gave me one word—ancient, powerful, and clear. “BASSORĀH!” Many paths came together. — This is a story about suffering. Anger. And Forgiveness. Extra Tags: Drama, Reaction, Misunderstanding, Transmigration. Time Travel.

Transmigrated as a beautiful CEO, everything is within reach of her hands. Wealth, Power, and Influence. And she also possesses the system. Starting point high with all the helps from the universe, what could go wrong? What?! She is in a world similar to the combination of novels. What! The most hated sadomasochistic-SM-CEO and his wife, novel theme, and her half-sister was a heroine. Side characters never ever had a good time as the world revolves around them. Our CEO knows this and her worries increase. What?! Another novel theme shows up in this world and it's a stallion one. Messed up and you still tell me... Heaven! That's not all, she is supposed to be a member of the harem of the male protagonist. ****! our CEO shoves a middle finger at the world and strangles the system. What in the world have you brought me here for? Companions, enemies, connections, and successes are all meant for her to walk through. Each step, every struggle will be her monument. Rising to the top of the pyramid, overlooking from above, everything within her grasp. Prove to the world, a woman can hold up half the sky. First, Let me find a way to divorce this engagement with Lin Fan. Former Title: My system helps me become a cold, beautiful, elegant C.E.O

Every little girl's fantasy is to live a wonderful life full of riches and luxuries. This was the future she imagined, and she was willing to go to any length to obtain it. She was spoiled, pampered, and doted on by her family, and she was proud of herself. She knew she deserved the best, and she went for it. This, however, is where the nightmare began. Wanting to leave the clutches of poverty wasn't as simple as she believed, given the things she had to give up, the humiliation she had to endure, and the numerous things she had to lose. It was not worthwhile. When she thought she had it all, she was slapped in the face with the cold, hard truth: she was only a SUBSTITUTE. And when two of her closest companions turned on her and betrayed her, she was shoved aside and got humiliated by people she used to know. With nothing and no one to lean on, she was forced to make decisions. Decisions that gradually resulted in something breathtakingly amazing. [DING! SIGN IN! THE HOST HAS BEEN REWARDED WITH ******]

I died in an explosion—a betrayal engineered by the man I trusted most. But instead of the end, I woke up in a new body. A noblewoman’s body. Evelina, disgraced and hated, accused of poisoning the Crown Prince of a kingdom where werewolves rule the land. And worse? The man whose life I supposedly tried to end is now my fated mate. Damian, the Crown Prince, is as cold as the moonlight that binds us, his piercing silver eyes filled with distrust every time they land on me. He doesn’t believe my innocence, and frankly, I don’t care. My only priority is survival in this dangerous, medieval world—and figuring out why fate decided to shove me into the life of a traitor. But the longer I’m near Damian, the harder it is to ignore the pull between us—the undeniable heat of the mate bond that makes his touch electric and his presence intoxicating. Enemies lurk in the shadows, including the woman who thinks she should be his Luna. Court intrigue spirals out of control, and the person behind Evelina’s betrayal might be closer than I realize. Damian’s trust is my only shield, but when the truth of my transmigration comes to light, I’m not sure even that will be enough to save me. Because in this world, it’s not love that conquers all—it’s power. And mine might not be enough.

After Lin Xu's death, she realized the world she lived in was actually a novel. Her eldest son was a twisted villain obsessed with imprisoning the novel's heroine, engaging in dark and sinister "locked-room" games. Her second son was a morally dubious villain who would casually draw blood or harvest organs from stand-ins to save his "white moonlight" — the novel's heroine. And her only daughter? A hopelessly love-struck supporting character who revolved around the novel's male lead. "A mother's failure to teach her children is her own fault," Lin Xu thought after being reborn. Determined, she resolved to straighten out these rebellious kids. But before she could act, her eldest son's cold and intimidating face turned slightly red as he murmured, "Can you... pat my head?" Her second son turned away with a cold huff, his tone full of tsundere pride. "I... I’m not going home. But if you insist, I might consider it." Her daughter ran over and ruthlessly shoved her brothers aside. "Mom, come help me with this question~" Later, her two sons ended up in a full-on brawl over a bowl of noodles Lin Xu had made. The novel's heroine? Who cared about her when their mother was more important? Meanwhile, her daughter completely reinvented herself, determined that no male lead from any novel would interfere with her studies! The family became a harmonious and lively bunch. Then, one day, her supposedly deceased husband, who had lost his memory, suddenly reappeared. He cornered her against a wall, his eyes filled with struggle. "Even if you’re married, I still love you." Lin Xu pretended to be serious. "Oh? So what should we do about that?" He pulled her into a tight embrace, his voice deep and pained. "Divorce him!" Lin Xu chuckled to herself. "Alright, I'll divorce him right away." But when her husband regained his memory, he gritted his teeth and declared, "Divorce? Over my dead body!"

Tired of the dangerous life of a covert agent, Elera Winslow decides to vanish. She moves to a new city, takes on a new identity, and deliberately gains weight to stay under the radar. In her quiet new world, love finds her in the form of Soren Blackwood, a charming billionaire tycoon. They marry, and for a time, Elera believes she has left her past behind and found her happily ever after. But her dream life turns into a nightmare when she discovers Soren in bed with her best friend, Leona Blake. The betrayal is soul-crushing, and Soren’s cold indifference twists the knife even deeper. Fleeing into a stormy night, Elera’s life takes another devastating blow when a car accident steals her unborn child. In the hospital, she barely has time to grieve before Soren and Leona appear—not to apologize, but to shove divorce papers in her face. Heartbroken and defeated, she signs them, letting Soren walk away without a backward glance. But Elera isn’t one to stay down for long. Channeling her pain into purpose, she returns to the life she abandoned—the life of a deadly, unstoppable agent. A year later, she resurfaces stronger, sharper, and more dangerous than ever. With her beauty, skills, and vengeance as her weapons, she’s ready to destroy the people who tore her life apart. But as Elera sets her plan into motion, she uncovers a shocking secret—one that makes her question everything she thought she knew about Soren, Leona, and the betrayal that broke her. Just as she’s poised to strike, the truth threatens to unravel everything. Was Soren’s betrayal part of something far darker, or has Elera been playing the wrong game all along?

Everyone knows the classic Cinderella story. A prince who falls in love with a commoner and unintentionally rescues her from her abusive household. But… What if Cinderella were a prideful young man, and the prince… was a princess who could barely admit her own feelings? Oh. The things people will do for love. The illegitimate son from the Xie family is laughed at the aristocratic circle. Proud, aloof, and undeniably rude, he’s everything but likable. His only saving graces are his unmatched grades and a face that could stop traffic. Yang Qinru, the "tyrant" of Imperial Academy, is no damsel in distress. With a bat in one hand and wit sharp enough to cut steel, she’s both feared and respected. But behind her rebellion is a girl who’s unafraid to take what she wants—even if it’s someone as infuriating as Xie Xinglin. ... "You’re kind of cute,” Yang Qinru mumbled, her cheeks betraying her with a faint pink hue. "What was that?" Xie Xinglin looked up, frowning. "I said you look like you crawled out of a garbage can!" she snapped, cheeks flaming as she spun on her heel and stormed off. Later, Wang Ye leaned in with a sly grin. "Boss, you into him? Like, fantasizing-about-him kind of into him?" Yang Qinru shot him a glare. "Like who?" "You know… him. Do you, like, daydream about holding his hand and skipping through fields of flowers or something?" She snorted. "Of course not! What kind of nonsense—?" She paused, her voice dropping to a mumble. "It's not like I imagine us getting married, building a house in the countryside, and adopting five cats or anything." Wang Ye blinked, stunned. "Uh… boss, that’s oddly specific." "Shut up!" she barked, shoving him away. This isn’t your typical fairy tale. When the "Cinderella" isn’t waiting to be saved, and the "prince" has his own walls to break down, what’s left is a whirlwind romance of rivalry, sarcasm, and reluctant confessions. After all, love doesn’t always follow the script.

Selene, a girl haunted by a cruel stepmother and the memory of her mother, found herself caught in a royal web of obligation. A decree from the king demanded a marriage of convenience—a forced union with Prince Damon, rumored to be the devil himself. Her stepmother, driven by her own wicked ambitions, shoved Selene into this treacherous arrangement, forcing her to stand in for the step-mother’s daughter, Merceline. Damon, the brooding second prince of Beville, was under pressure from his family to marry. He'd always kept a distance, but when he met Selene, with her startlingly vibrant green eyes, something shifted within him. There was a spark, a connection he couldn't ignore. This wasn't just a political alliance; it felt... different. "Selene, look at me. It's not what you think," Damon urged, his voice low and husky. "Stop," Selene whispered, backing away, her heart hammering against her ribs. "I don't want to hear anything." Damon's touch, though gentle at first, lingered on her skin. He wanted to reach into the turmoil he saw in her eyes, to unravel the secrets she held within. "I love you, Selene, my sweet wife," he murmured, his voice laced with a desperate plea. "I can't hide it anymore." Selene, caught in a whirlwind of feelings, found herself drawn to Damon's intensity. He was everything she'd never dared to hope for. But deep down, a fear of the unknown lurked within her. "Answer me, wife," he pressed. "I... I don't know what to say," she stammered, her breath catching in her throat. "I didn't hear that," he said, a hint of steel in his tone. "Repeat yourself." His touch tightened. He pinched her chin, and a flicker of pain laced her confusion, but he quickly followed that with a tender kiss on her chin, smoothing away any sign of distress. "Give me time to sort out my feelings before I confess to you," Selene whispered, her voice barely audible. Her heart pounded. "Good," Damon murmured, and then, with no warning, his lips met hers. Their encounter was just the beginning of a dangerous game. Their forced marriage hid a passion that burned hotter than any decree, and one question hung heavy in the air: could their hearts find a way through the politics and deceit, or would the rumors of the devil prince become a chilling reality?

“Please, can we not do this here?” Ariana pleaded, she feared someone would walk in on them. “You shouldn't worry about anyone walking in to see me ravishing your beautiful body. I will pluck out their eyes and make you understand that only i get to see you this way.” Alexander chuckled and moved her closely to him to untie her blouse. “B..but..” Ariana tried opposing, while trying to hide her moans when she felt his kisses. This isn't right. He doesn't know that she's not the one he's looking for. He groaned and pushed her against his desk. “You have starved me enough for a while, Now bend over and let me have a taste of my wife.” . . For Ariana, being Andrew's wife has been the only dream that she couldn't wait to fulfill . But fate takes a drastic turn, when she meets his fianceè at her very own engagement dinner with his parents, for her inability to meet his parents daughter-in-law status. Fate takes a drastic turn when she gets kidnapped that night, gets shoved right at the altar as a bride of a ruthlessly vicious man, Alexander Knights, who would kill every single eye that looks at his wife, because she belongs to him only and she's never leaving his side anymore. With an incident that has him in coma, Ariana gets to learn that she looks just like his run away fianceè, hence that being the reason why she's mistaken for his lover. Will a marriage backed by lies eventually give her the anticipated love life that she wants? What will happen when Alexander’s fianceè comes back to finally take back her position? Would it be too late or would Ariana eventually become Alexander’s one and only legal wife? Let's read to find out!

At the press conference, reporters bombarded Chen Xing with questions. "Can you explain how someone as young as you clinched the championship? We heard accusations from other contestants that you've been cheating? Is that true?" Chen Xing shoved the microphone that was pushed up to his nose away, his face filled with annoyance, "I want to state again very seriously that I haven't cheated!" As his words ended, Chen Xing waved his hand and summoned a behemoth that blotted out the sky, then jumped onto its back. "Damn it, I can't stand this anymore. Just because I raised them well, they say I cheated? My crocodile accidentally ate a demon, and that's cheating?"

"I married you," He whispers and nuzzles into my neck, "No one has the right to insult or humiliate the woman I chose to be my wife..." "Even if she cannot wait for your throne built on bones to crumble down?" I retorted sharply and tore my gaze from the body lying inches away from us. "Even if she is about to shove a dagger in my heart." My eyes widen and the dagger within my grasp collides with the ground. George grins. ----- Anastasia is betrothed to the King of Keyes in her sister’s place from one day to the next, and she may not know a lot about life, but she knows she does not want to be a wife - much less a Queen in waiting. And not to the man who murdered her father in cold blood. She is set to make him pay for everything, watch his castle of blood crumble down, and enjoy it all while she's at it; but it's a good thing all he wants is to take her heart and then take her to bed.

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

Where's our son?" Draco demanded, pushing Pearl against the wall. His hair stood on end as his claws dug into her neck. She managed a faint smile, her eyes reflecting the pain they caused her. "You shouldn't hide our son from usl" Edgar shamelessly said, running his hands on her thighs. He looked at her and their eyes locked perfectly. "His not your son!... I had sex with different men '' She said and Edgar burst into laughter. "Really? I guess we really did teach you well" He used his claws to tear out her dress. Draco shoved her, causing her to fall onto the bed. She attempted to get up, but their weight was too much for her. "You should be punished," Draco said, removing his belt. She gasped out when Edgar fingers went to her Vagina. She saw the hunger in their eyes, they were so damn horny and sexy, she knew this night was going to be long and painful. *** Betrayed and shattered, Pearl became a pawn in the hands of her stepbrothers, even though they were aware she was their destined mate. After a night with her twin stepbrothers, she woke up in their room, disoriented and unclothed, unable to remember how she got there or what truly occurred. Feeling rejected and humiliated after she fled from them, only to discover that she was pregnant just a few weeks pregnant.

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will she find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

This is a rewrite of the previous novel by the same name. Just re-doing some of the plot because I was pretty unsatisfied with it and restarting was easier than editing entire chapters. - Enno 'I've seen suffering, and these people haven't even witnessed what it truly is. The true face of suffering comes in the form of the ones you trust the most. It lurks underneath your shadows, in your past. Hiding beneath the surface, just waiting to enrapture you. None of these students see it. They don't understand it as I do. It's not as simple as they seem to think. A killer on the loose scares them, but the look of disdain their parents give them after every failed test doesn't even phase them. Really, they should all be worried about what goes on behind closed doors. Aruna's father is a cheater, lying and gambling his way to fame. Takue's mother drowns her sorrows in liquor, attempting to forget her husband's suicide. Ayato's sister sleeps with a different guy every day in a desperate attempt to hold together her failing life. True suffering, the essence of which can't even be looked at in the eyes, hides from them, and they're too scared to even look it in the eyes.' I slammed my journal closed. I couldn't have spaced out for more than a few minutes. Guilt weighs on my mind, but I shove it down nonetheless. Emotions are worthless, set in place by a God that doesn't even care for you. Ahh...I guess school starts soon. Oh well, it'll be at least somewhat interesting, maybe.

The Original title of this Novel was called: "Secrets of the Lonely" however, I am currently in the process of re-writing most of the novel's plot to be quite different. The name of the novel however, will remain the same. You can find another book written by me with this same synopsis and an actual cover. It will say it's the rewrite in the synopsis. 'I've seen suffering, and these people haven't even witnessed what it truly is. The true face of suffering comes in the form of the ones you trust the most. It lurks underneath your shadows, in your past. Hiding beneath the surface, just waiting to enrapture you. None of these students see it. They don't understand it as I do. It's not as simple as they seem to think. A killer on the loose scares them, but the look of disdain their parents give them after every failed test doesn't even phase them. Really, they should all be worried about what goes on behind closed doors. Aruna's father is a cheater, lying and gambling his way to fame. Takue's mother drowns her sorrows in liquor, attempting to forget her husband's suicide. Ayato's sister sleeps with a different guy every day in a desperate attempt to hold together her failing life. True suffering, the essence of which can't even be looked at in the eyes, hides from them, and they're too scared to even look it in the eyes.' I slammed my journal closed. I couldn't have spaced out for more than a few minutes. Guilt weighs on my mind, but I shove it down nonetheless. Emotions are worthless, set in place by a God that doesn't even care for you. Ahh...I guess school starts soon. Oh well, it'll be at least somewhat interesting, maybe.

"Underestimated, shoved aside, trampled on, and lied to! The life of a typical nobody like Alix was not an easy one. Mocked for being a poor orphan with no history of his parents, the loneliness was his only kin and kith in the whole wide world filled with magic. With little time left to live and limited expectations from life, everything suddenly took a quick turn when he was accepted in the royal academy of arcane and taken in as a student of the crown princess who turned him into something that he never imagined he would become. The young boy discovered something amazing in the vast emptiness of his soul, when his life was in danger and he was at the end of the line, a true monster's powers were awakened in the midst of all the madness, the truth of the past came to light, the mysterious young man finally found a purpose to his life and vowed to bring destruction on those who took everything from him. "I will kill anyone who stands in my way, you think I am weak? if I were you I would take a look in the mirror, I will show this world what true power looks like" Alix said as his eye glowed blue and red. Other Tags: - Slice of Life - Genius Protagonist - Mysterious Past -Beautiful Female Lead - Handsome Male lead - Childhood Friends - Shameless Protagonist- Overpowered MC - Smut - Vampires - Fantasy Creatures -Mature - revenge- modern - survival. Join discord server: https://discord.gg/Mg9FsrYH2n

'Alarys Military Academy welcomes all the candidates to its doors. I would like to thank all the Kruvaryans for dispatching their youth to us. I may remind you again that this is not a sacrifice but a step towards the eternal prosperity of Kruvarys. Do your Army proud, so you do your Kingdom proud.' Alarys Military Academy was nothing more than a slaughterhouse and Gwen was one of the many sacrificial goats who were forcefully shoved into the entry trials this year. To live, she must survive. To live, she must bond with one of the fire-breathers. But even if she did survive the trials, she had to survive the military academy filled with the offspring of the generals who destroyed the lives of everyone in their Kingdom. However, later she figured out that she had more life-threatening problems in hand. In the Academy, a different sort of mystery awaited her and she couldn't help but think that there was something more sinister about the Military Academy than what met the eye. Bound with her enemy and the Governor General's handsomely infuriating son, Damian Thorndyke, she had to figure out the links between the magic of the lands and the sinister incidents that happened in the Academy every year. All her life, Gwen was considered an outcast for not having a magical moon stone just like every human on the lands. But now that she had the magic she yearned for, why did it seem like the magic in their lands was more of a curse than a blessing? ——— "You are no princess, Gwen," his fingers brushed her cheek as his twilight eyes bore into hers, "You are wild. A breathtakingly ethereal, murderous little venom. You bow to no one. And when I look at you? I am terrified. Terrified of the things that I would do for you." This is a fantasy-romance enemies to lovers trope. Update rate: 1-3 chapters per day, along with bonus chapters during the weekends. 1 super gift = 6 bonus chapters Do support me by sending a gift!

"This princess's new bodyguard is the ultimate tsundere. What to do?!" Didn't he say I am annoying? Why is he looking at me with heart eyes? He said he will never be into me... What's with the fleeting touches then? Wait, what?! Did he just ask for a kiss with that professional face on? Alas, was my one-sided attraction wasn't that one sided after all? ... As the princess of Monteluna, all Amara wants is to live an idle life. She even negotiates her chance to study abroad, away from the royal family. But two years in, life throws a curveball when the King declares: "From now on, you will have a new personal bodyguard!" Rafael Varder. A brooding, mysterious man with piercing green eyes. From their first encounter, he saves her. By the second, they talk and he vanishes after making her heart flutter. The third time they meet, there’s a twist: Rafael isn’t just some handsome stranger she could crush on at will—he’s her new personal bodyguard aka her shackle. Feeling blindsided, Amara decides to take control by laying down the ground rules: no unnecessary meddling, no constant hovering, and definitely no controlling her life. But Rafael? He breaks every single one of her rules while shoving his unbearably gorgeous face in her sight 24X7. The lines get blurred as the princess and her bodyguard entangle in a game of love, hate & desires. But when Amara realizes that Rafael comes with secrets that will destroy any possibility of them, would she still give in to the temptation? Will Rafael be able to protect her—not just from danger, but from the demons of his own identity?

"Shh, Alpha Kieran, your wife might hear us and we'll be in so much trouble," whispered Astoria as Kieran shoved her against the wall, his hands slowly gliding up her smooth thighs. Their lips were barely apart, his breath brushing against her face. "Don't care," he growled. "All I want right now is you and you alone." Growing up in the Winter Moon Pack, Astoria faced relentless mistreatment but couldn't help falling for Kieran, the indifferent yet charismatic son of the Alpha. One night, a single encounter between them left Astoria with a life-altering secret. Years later, Kieran returns to claim his position as Alpha, only to find there's a condition he must meet to lead the pack. Astoria now finds herself in a complicated and dangerous situation that could change everything.

Locked in a wooden stock, I faced execution by guillotine after a heist gone wrong. I braced for the end, but just as the blade was about to fall, a shadowy figure appeared out of nowhere and shoved an 'orb' into my chest. Then everything went dark. Confused? So am I. Want to know what happens next? Join the club. ──────────────────────────── Get ready for a super high fantasy LitRPG Novel!!! New Chapters Drop on the 13th of January 2025 You can also buy the author a coffee here: https://demo-origins.vercel.app/ Happy reading!

Zi Haoran, a man of formidable ambition and pride, finds himself at the crossroads of destiny. Once a towering figure of power and prestige, he now faces the crumbling remnants of his empire, his love, and his identity. The love of his life, Han Xue whose heart was once tender, is now shielded by indifference, hardened by the wounds of their fractured marriage and his mistakes. Yet, just as the darkness threatens to consume him, destiny offers him an unexpected opportunity—not as mercy, but as a challenge. This time, Zi Haoran is not only fighting for his wife’s love. He’s reclaiming his throne, his honor, and vengeance against those who conspired against him. As newfound strength surges within him, powers he never imagined begin to awaken, reshaping him into a man even he cannot recognize. As Zi Haoran embraces this path, his every step seems guided by an uncanny certainty, his power growing sharper and his charisma more irresistible. With each encounter, Han Xue finds it harder to ignore the man who now stands before her—charming, persistent, and surprisingly vulnerable. --------------------- Zi Haoran stepped into the living room just as Han Xue tried to leave. His hand shot out, catching her wrist gently but firmly. She turned to glare at him. “Why now, Zi Haoran?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Why try to fix what you shattered?” He pulled her closer, his gaze steady. “Because,” he said softly, “some things are worth breaking myself to rebuild.” Before she could respond, he tugged her down onto his lap, his arms circling her securely. She gasped, her eyes widening as she struggled against him. “Let me go!” “Not until you hear me out,” he said firmly, his teasing grin softening his words. “Why do you keep trying?” she asked, her voice exasperated as she pushed at his chest. “Because you’re worth it,” he replied, his confidence maddening. “And, let’s face it, you’ve missed me.” Her cheeks flushed as she shoved harder. “You’re delusional.” “Maybe,” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath brushing her cheek, “but you didn’t say I was wrong.” Flustered, she finally broke free, stepping back as she glared at him. “You’re wasting your time. I don’t feel the same anymore,” she snapped. Without warning, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, his voice low and playful as he stepped back. “You’ll feel again. You’ll see… I’ve only just begun.” Her hand flew to her cheek, her eyes blazing with confusion and anger. She turned abruptly and fled the room, leaving Zi Haoran standing there, his smirk fading as he watched her retreat, bewildered by the turmoil he’d stirred. ---------------------- What confounds her most is not just his persistence, but the fire in his eyes—something deeper, as if he knows more than he should, perhaps even the secrets hidden in time itself. As Han Xue struggles to reconcile this transformed man with the one she once knew, the world shifts around them. His newfound powers, coupled with his sharp mind and commanding presence, turn him into a man of unparalleled strength. Every step he takes to win her heart back is also a step toward reclaiming the world he let slip through his fingers. With destiny pulling the strings, will Han Xue’s resistance hold, or will her resolve melt before the man she once loved—and the one he is becoming? One thing is certain: destiny desires nothing less than complete metamorphosis, for love, power, and vengeance.

Her heels made a calculating thud as friction were applied. Few petals from the bouquet she brought fell off the ground as if they were confetti for grand celebration. Every eye focused on Einne with her grand entrance as they were all swoon with her sweet smile. Her hair brushed off with the wind as she elegantly motioned towards the man who was too paused while looking at her towards him. She wore knee-length white flowy dress which match her cheerful strides. She was beautiful being who is refreshing to look at that the crowd fix their gazes on her. She brought with her bouquet of red roses as if she happily received them from her lover. It was like a scene in a romantic drama, they were picturesque, the man and a woman intimately yearn with each other. The spectators nearby them took pictures and videos and post it on their social accounts. They were trending with that they with the hashtag #Onthespotproposal #Couplegoals. “I-,“Kent was interrupted with her hands. “Just 5 minutes.” She pleaded to him. “Happy anniversary to us.” She shoved him the bouquet in his hands. “I thank you for your sincere love. I thank you for the seven years you stayed with me,” “Einne.” He looked at her that he was about to cry. He holds back his tears, no one could compare the woman in front of her. She gave him all her love for the past 7 years too. She deserved to be loved and protected. She paused and looked at him. This time there was no warmth in her eyes. Her eyes were full of disgust and disappointment. “Let’s break up.” She pulled the ring in her finger and handed it to him. “Einne, I,” he was interrupted again. He too was surprised with the reversal of this event. “There will be no wedding. I already cancelled all the accommodations we already planned. I already throw the invitations, incinerate them to be exact.” “You don’t need to explain further. I gave you the liberty at your disposal. I hope we will not meet in the future. Congratulations Kent. You were free in my grasp. Goodbye.” Einne walked out with satisfaction. No more shedding of tears, no more pleading, no more revenge and schemes. Let’s keep the plot short and simple. Her life is already a major plot twist. With all the exaggerated events like lies, cheating and revenge, is not new to her. Why would a pessimist and monotone office girl like her stuck in an antagonist role? In a cliché romance novel where David and Carmen where the main character and she was the hated role? She will not waste her monotone life with this exaggerated and stuck in a novel which is she hated the most. “I need my life back!” she thought as she was done with this roleplaying. I was only organizing an inventory in the first place. What would happen to her salary if she missed her overtime loads?

Jared stood before the towering presence of the Hexeka Police Department, a silent monolith standing tall amongst the city. Shadows of the late evening had begun to creep across the sky, casting the city in a deep shade of red. The lone figure of the wolf slowly walked up to the entrance, trying to shove down the mixture of anxiety and excitement that had begun to rise within him. Little did he know the secrets this one interview would uncover.

In a desolate place on egsow plate, one of the island type continent in cyan planet, a kid lie naked beneath a giant tree. He looked to be in his twenties. There were many scars on his body and the most eye catching one was on his back. A big claw mark that looked terrifying. "I'll do anything ". She said with a determined expression. " Anything huh". He said. "Yes!". " Alright". He said as he pulled her hand and pinned her on the ground. He smashed his lips on her small and soft lips and started sucking them roughly. He then invaded her mouth with his tongue and explored every corner inside. After three minutes, he let go of her lips and she started suffocating. He gave her a minute to regain her breath and invaded her mouth again. This time he started sucking her tongue inside his mouth for 10 minutes straight. After that, he turned around and lied on the ground on his back. After regaining his breath, he stood up, carried tama in princess position and went near the tree trunk. He lied on the trunk in a sitting position and removed his armor. Now he was lying there naked. Looking at him and remembering what happened few minutes ago, her cheeks turned red. Even though she knew nothing about this but her womanly instincts kicked in. She waited for his next move with her face down. He removed the only piece of cloth that was covering her body. He pulled her and made her sit on his lap. He then started sucking her small undeveloped nipples. Tama, who had no idea what was going on started moaning in pleasure. She subconsciously moved her hand and started touching her pussy. When abhay saw this, he smiled in satisfaction and stopped sucking her. "Ehh..why did you stop, master?" "You were supposed to do something for me, not the other way around". He said as he picked her up and placed her below. " Use your toungue to lick this. And remember not to touch it with your teeth. " He said, pointing toward his cock. "Yes". She said and started licking his cock. She did it with care making sure not to hurt it. After she licked his cock for some minutes, abhay grabbed her head and shoved it deep inside her small mouth. He started thrusting his hips more aggressively and tears came out of girls eyes as she was suffocating. She was suffocating from the kiss as well but it wasn't painful. "I'm cumming!" Abhay said as he came. He pulled it out at the last moment and his cum spread all over her body. "Drink it all up, don't leave a single drop". He said in a commanding tone. Tama started doing as she was told and used her fingers to drink it all. Seeing her movements, abhay was aroused again. He waited for her to finish and after that, he shoved it inside her mouth again. This time he came inside her mouth, throat to be more precise. "Don't let any spill out". He commanded again. After that, he took out some water and had her clean her mouth and body. He took out the clothes he found in the ring of that gay kid and had her wear them as her clothes were dirty. He then picked her up and placed her on the ground and lied next to her. " From now on, I'll do this to you whenever I feel like it. No matter the place or situation, when i tell you to do this, you do this. Got that?".

"Miles," I said again, my voice a bit shaky now. "Why did you bring me here?" He turned to face me, his expression suddenly serious. He stepped closer, and I felt my back press against the cold wall behind me. His face was so close to mine that I could feel his breath on my skin. "I like you," he whispered. My mind went blank. For a few seconds, I just stood there, staring at him, not sure if I had heard him right. Then, out of nowhere, I burst out laughing. It wasn’t that I didn’t take him seriously; I just didn’t know how else to react. Miles was not the type of person to confess his feelings like that. This had to be a joke, right? "Miles, you—" I started, but before I could finish, he grabbed me by the collar and kissed me. It wasn’t a soft, gentle kiss. It was rough, almost desperate. I froze, my mind reeling. This couldn’t be happening. But it was. His lips were on mine, his body pressed against me. For a moment, I was too shocked to do anything, but then I shoved him away with all the strength I had left, my heart racing in my chest. "What the hell, Miles?" I shouted, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and confusion. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, his expression calm, too calm. "I’m sorry," he said quietly. "It was just a joke." "The plot revolves around Miles and leo, two high school boys who were once friends but are now just strangers. But what happens when, one day, Miles kisses leo and tells him that he likes him? But it's just a joke....? What the heck! Leo didn't like this joke at all.

Luke transmigrated to a troubled world where the fear of Abominations and ill-intentioned Beyonders permeates every aspect of life and grips the heart of people. The daily lives of people are threatened at every turn by the danger brought by supernatural creatures of unknown horrors. The catch? Luke transmigrated in a stranger's body that was about to undergo an unknown experiment as a guinea pig with a 99% mortality rate. As if it couldn't get any worse, he also has fragmented memories and had a sickly daughter on the verge of death whose mother died due to premature pregnancy. Luke must face these ordeals that were shoved upon his throat. However, he had his golden finger "The Ouroboros System!" Can this system help him face everything? What does it even do? Fortunately, Beyonders of Churches, Aristocracy, and Loose Beyonders exist to fight these dark forces, walking in a thin line of thread, bordering madness and insanity, facing various dangers and uncertainty at every turn. The 12 Great Paths, 3 Aviation Paths, and 43+ Lesser Paths exist. Each Pathway offers esoteric abilities and traits distinct from each other at every stage! Some abilities were downright strange and bizarre, some powerful, some for utilities, and some were incomprehensible! As a Guinea Pig forced by the royal family to walk a "Newly Created" Lesser Pathway out of 43+ failed ones with varying side effects and imperfections, What did Luke do to perfect this Pathway? How did he pioneered this path singlehandedly? How did Luke bridge the insurmountable gap between him and those strong ones comparable to Demons and Gods that walk upon the 12 Great Pathways? What are the challenges that come with it?

Captain Leon Winston of the Western Command of the Kingdom of Ripon, Domestic Intelligence Division. Despite his elegant and noble appearance, he is known as the "Vampire of Campton" for his relentless torture of rebels, making him both revered and cursed by allies and enemies alike. "I always wanted to shove my pistol into you and stir it around." Oddly enough, the maid of the torture chamber, Sally Bristol, became the object of his uncontrollable desire, much like the rage he felt towards the rebels. She was just an ordinary, unremarkable woman... So why did the scent of her blood keep arousing him? The mystery didn't last long. The moment her name slipped from the lips of a rebel spy, he realized it. He no longer needed to suppress his violent desires. "I refrained because I didn't want to hurt a good girl, but now there's no need to hold back. Thank you, Sally. Oh, no... Grace." If you want to live, beg me. You never know, I might just grant your wish. RATED-18