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[ MATURED CONTENT | NO RAPE ] "Halcyon Valkar, The Crown Prince, let's get married." After breaking up with Halcyon, Elle thought she had left him—and their twisted love—behind. To escape the pain, she poured herself into writing a novel, shaping a world where she could control every twist of fate. Five years later, just as she struggles to name her finished story, she wakes up inside it. But the world isn’t as she wrote it. The characters have taken on lives of their own. And worst of all—she’s not the heroine she designed for herself, but a doomed nobody destined to die. When she comes face to face with Halcyon, the buried hatred resurfaces—but so does fear. He’s no longer the man she once knew. He’s colder, sharper, and hell-bent on keeping her by his side this time. No matter the cost. She tries to escape, but the world itself seems determined to pull her deeper into its schemes. Whispers of betrayal, assassins lurking in the shadows, and the terrifying realization that someone else is rewriting her story from the outside. To survive, Elle makes the one choice she swore she never would. "Halcyon Valkar, The Crown Prince, let's get married." ---- Her body stiffened when she felt his hand settle on her thigh, grazing the sensitive skin with a barely-there touch that sent a jolt of warmth rushing to her core. She snapped her eyes shut, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps as her pulse hammered in her neck. What is he doing? "What... what are you doing?" Elle finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion. Halcyon's voice was a deep, dark hum in her ear, sending a shiver through her as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin just below her ears. "Marking what's mine." His words dripped with possessiveness, and Elle's breath caught. A strange heat washed over her, mingling with the terror coiling in her stomach. His voice was so close, his presence so consuming, she couldn't escape it. "Your... Highness... I-I feel dizzy." She stuttered, her hands shooting up instinctively, weakly trying to stop him from leaning in further. Her fingers trembled as they brushed the solid expanse of his broad shoulder, but it only served to remind her of the power he had over her in that moment. "Shhh... you'll be alright," he murmured, his voice low and coaxing, yet laced with a dark edge. "Don't make noise. We wouldn't want anyone to hear, would we?".....

"But sir," she protested weakly, her voice laced with lust, "I thought... I thought that was my punishment." Mr. Kapoor chuckled darkly, his hand coming down in a swift slap that made her yelp. "Shut up," he barked, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "You're going to get more than you bargained for." His hand traced the reddened marks on her skin, his fingers lingering on the most sensitive areas. Shreya felt a shiver of anticipation as she bent over the desk again, her legs spread wide. She could feel the cool air against her wet pussy, her thong now soaked with his juices. Mr. Kapoor stepped closer, his hand moving to the small of her back, pushing her down even further. "You liked that?" he murmured, his voice a seductive whisper. "Yes, sir," she replied, her voice a breathless pant. She couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth, but she couldn't deny the truth of them. Every part of her was on fire, desperate for more of his touch. Mr. Kapoor's hand slid down her back, his fingers toying with the waistband of her skirt. "You've been a very naughty girl, Shreya," he murmured, his voice a dark caress. "I think it's time for a more... creative punishment." Shreya's heart skipped a beat as she felt something cold and hard press against her pussy. She glanced over her shoulder to see Mr. Kapoor holding a highlighter, the neon pink color glinting in the light. "What are you doing, sir?" she asked, her voice a tremble. "Punishing you," he replied, his voice a low, dark promise. "And I want to hear you beg for it." He pushed the highlighter inside her, the plastic sliding easily through her wetness. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock and pleasure. It was an unusual sensation, something she had never experienced before. Mr. Kapoor began to move the highlighter in and out of her, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body. "Tell me, slut," he whispered, his voice thick with lust. "Does it feel good to have my highlighter in your cunt?" Shreya whimpered, unable to form coherent words. She had never felt anything like this before, the taboo nature of the act only heightening her arousal. "Y-yes, sir," she managed to stutter, her voice shaky. "It feels... it feels amazing." Mr. Kapoor chuckled, his hand moving the highlighter faster. "You're going to love what comes next"

“Jace,” she whispered breathlessly as he roughly pushed her to the wall. “I can't do this anymore,” she told him weakly. He looked her dead in the eyes and scoffed at my words, “Bluff,” he spat. His hand on her neck, squeezing it gruffly as he slammed his lips against hers. x x x In a world where loyalty is a luxury and love a liability, Gia Salvatore surrenders to a marriage of convenience with Alvan Martinelli, a ruthless and enigmatic powerhouse. Bound by duty, secrets, and lies, their arranged union ignites a toxic dance of power and passion. As family dynamics turn deadly and hidden agendas unfold, Gia must navigate the treacherous landscape of her new world. Will their poisoned vow destroy them, or will they find love amidst the shadows? Dive into this gripping tale of loyalty, deception, and forbidden desire, where the line between love and loyalty is blurred forever.

~Even if you were are an item, you can only be mine. No one else can have you not even death can take you away from me.~ He was her sin and joy, she was his obsession. From the moment Devany crossed his path, she was fated to be his. Slyvian Hawthorne,Prince of the underworld, born from a demon father and Vampire Mother had set his eyes on Devany and he would anything and everything to keep her by his side. **** "Even if you were an item, you can only be mine," his husky voice rang out, sending shivers running down her spine. "From the moment you came into this world your fate was sealed with me." "I can decide for myself," Devany spat out weakly. "You see, wife. That's where you get it wrong. Not even death can take you away from me. Your body and soul are..." He inhaled deeply, his warm breath making the hair on her skin to stand on end. "MINE." Mass release Ten Gt for a three chapter release 100 powerstone for two chapters release Join our official discord server https://discord.gg/BuPyuDJS

"They… are coming," the stranger said, his fear palpable. But it wasn’t the fear of dying—it was the fear of me dying. "GET... out of here! They will kill you! Everything you know will be defiled if you encounter them. My kind is... merciless to humans." What was he saying? I was confused. "I don’t understand what you mean, sir. What are you saying?" I asked, my curiosity growing, as if my life depended on it. "I don’t have much time," he murmured weakly. "You have a brave heart... What you knew before will be different now. I hope this works..." The stranger smiled at me, though it was faint and filled with pain. "Your destiny now is to find her and protect her. Come closer... I want to change your fate, the one you’ve always desired. Come closer," he said, his words barely coherent as the sound of footsteps grew louder and closer. His skin began to fade—this wasn’t something that happens to a normal human. Who was this man? He looked at me one last time, then dragged my head closer to his mouth, revealing his teeth. Wait... is that... is that......?! **** In the era of power struggle between gods and demons. When the vampires were seen to be the next strongest species after them. 7 daughters of the vampire god, 7 protectors of these girls who possess different keys to power and evolution. Thing takes a sharp turn when a human is being dragged into the whole realm of war and madness, human at first but in the nearest future, becomes someone who shouldn't be tapered with. Imagine a novice who would become the master of all game and trade...

A bloody war between the Werewolves and the Witches supported by the Demons.Clashes of swords, chants of spell,magics and black magic filled the atmosphere. The atmosphere was very tense, the air was filled with pressure,blood was painted everywhere, the scene was so terrifying. "The Alpha king has been killed" a voice shouted There were cheers among the Witches and Demons. The Werewolves empire has fallen, everyone dispersed. Queen Adriana (half witch and half human), the Luna queen, who had just put to bed a baby girl heard the death of her Mate , the Alpha king, Alexander.She ran to into a deep dark forest filled with fogs. She stopped abruptly when she had a footstep behind her, she turned slowly and saw a man in a black cloak - a demon. "W-w-who-who are you" she stuttered as she held her baby tightly across her chest. "Ha ha ha......I am your helper who is going to take all your sorrow away" the man answered sarcastically showing his yellowish green teeth. "What do you want"she asked summoning courage, "To kill all the royal blood of Alexander " the demon grinned evilly. "I will not let you hurt my child, demon!" she screamed holding her baby tightly. "Ha ha ha" he laughed "we'll see" he gave an evil smirked and moved closer to Queen Adriana . Queen Adriana remove a seal but before she could chant a spell the demon had already pricked her abdomen with the dagger. "Aarrghhh" she yelped in pain, she staggered backward and the man laughed hysterically. "Adriana!!!" Hera(a witch), Adriana childhood's friend who has been watching the whole scene screamed and ran to her. " Oh oh Hera" the man chuckled "Hera, he must not harm my child" Adriana said weakly holding her injured abdomen. Hera quickly took the seal and chant a spell. She point the seal at the demon. " You die today" Hera shouted and the demon laughed cynically. "That can't have an effect on me" the demon said. "Mesh mar la ba suropato" Adriana whispered. "It's a joy that you will die with your best friend today" the demon sneered. "Mesh mar la ba suropato!!!" Hera shouted pointing the seal at the demon as he tried to attack her. A light shone and the demon screamed turning into ashes. Hera helped Adriana to sit, rest her back on a tree and collected the baby. "Adriana........" Hera cried. "Hera" Adriana voice was barely heard, "why....why Hera" Adriana groaned. "I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything, the whole clan was manipulated by those Demons" "I tried to stop the coven but all my efforts yield nothing" Hera explained admist tears. "Hera promise me that you will keep my child safe" Adriana said. "She'll be safe " Hera promised " you need to live Adriana, you have to build back the Wolf Empire " she said and Adriana held her hand tightly. "My daughter will build the wolf empire, so she must survive" Adriana said as tears rolled down her cheek. Adriana touched the child and muttered so words, a light flickered and the gold hair and eyes of the child turned black. She had sealed her daughter's wolf power and scent. "Adriana....." "Take this, give her on her sixteenth birthday" Adriana said as she gave a gold locket to Hera "you know what this means" she smiled bitterly and Hera nodded. "Take care of Annabelle, she must survive"Adriana whispered as her eye lid close slowly. "Adriana!!!!!" "Please Adriana....." Hera cried.

Ye Xiao transmigrated into a world that combined several books, becoming the true heiress who was finally found. She thought she would finally have good days ahead. But it turned out, the Ye Family were all antagonists! Thankfully, she had a golden finger that could modify the plot. The elder brother's fiancee was pregnant with someone else's child, and married him under duress. Seven years later, her genius son found his real father, and in pursuit of a family reunion, drove the elder brother to suicide. This time. The heroine said tearfully, "I really do like you." Just add a word. The heroine said tearfully, "I really do like your money." The second brother was a god-like actor, pursued by an innocent young actress. However, the jealous patron behind the innocent actress flew into a rage and ruined the second brother's life. The innocent actress weakly fell into the second brother's arms. Just change one word. The innocent actress weakly bounced into the second brother's arms. Everyone was stunned. A three-meter jump on the spot, the Olympics welcome you. The third brother was a god in E-sports, with an assistant who was a klutzy sweet fool, always causing trouble. Eventually, she caused a huge disaster, and when the third brother fired her in a rage, he was accused of being cold and heartless by everyone. The klutzy sweet fool blinked her big eyes: "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it." Remove a word. The klutzy sweet fool blinked her big eyes: "I'm sorry. I really did mean it." Ye Xiao herself fared even worse, constantly being humiliated by the fake heiress and her bratty boyfriend, ending up in a miserable state. This time. The male lead walked up to her with a knife. Just change to. The male lead knelt down in front of her with a knife. Start by kneeling and repenting properly! As she modified the story, the fate of the whole family of villains changed, and she, too, became the super beloved of the family.

Brielle is one of the few female hunters at the association. Dealing with useless trainees every six months, she has a low tolerance for bullshit. She no longer believes in love, and nothing will change her mind after what happened to her. She believes that the only thing she can love and trust is her job, where she helps protect the defenceless by killing those who use their abilities to get everything they want. Hunting is a thrill that she enjoys more than life itself. Having a minimalist life, the only thing at home she cherishes is her painting. A vampire that refuses to choose a partner for his sister. Ketan will do anything to protect his loved ones, even kill those that threaten his livelihood. Usually, he is calm, gentle, and collected. He stays hidden away from everyone when he does not want anything to do with individuals until the day he is captured and locked away in a dungeon. After that moment, his life changed for good. Cursing the blood that he drinks, Ketan fights against the pull of drinking more blood from the person that donated the blood. An Excerpt from the book: Brielle throws her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I did not know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiled and accepted her hug. “I am sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew that this was going to happen and be as painful as it was.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think that you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You will not be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Pushing her away before losing control. Ketan moves away from her weakly. “Stay back. I am not in control of myself right now. You should not even be here right now. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds his hand out to stop her from coming closer to him. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago; now you are you pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you.” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you. I am not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I will harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It is a deadly thing to tempt fate once again.” Brielle continues to walk into the deep dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I have trusted others. I know that you will not kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other in her hair, pulling off the right exposing her neck. Slowly he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts to drink her blood deeply, but as he drank, he slowly stopped and lifted his face up, crying while holding Brielle against his body crying. Blood leaking from the bite marks while some drips down his chin. Her body was being held up by Ketan, and her eyes were now closed. Her body seemed lifeless in his arms. She started to slide forward as a deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess style in his lap, rocking back and forth. Crying fresh tears.

On the day of Sloane’s long-awaited mating ceremony, her world shatters. When the pack is attacked by vicious rouges, Her mate and pack alpha is forced to choose between his mate Sloane and his first love, Celeste. Sloane’s sister. Ryland doesn’t hesitate to choose Celeste, and Sloane’s left to die in the brutal attack. Sloane barely survives, only to wake up to a far greater nightmare. Framed for betrayal. Stripped of her title. Exiled. But the goddess is done with her yet.. As she’s dragged to the borders, Alpha Alexander returns. The true heir. The ruthless warrior and Ryland’s older brother. The moment he lays eyes on Sloane, his wolf growls one undeniable word. Mate. Alexander has returned to reclaim what’s his. His pack, his title, and now, her. But Sloane has learned the hard way that mates can betray, and this time, she refuses to be weak. Because if Alexander truly wants her, he’ll have to fight for her. ~~~~~~ “Help me..” Sloane slurred, she barely felt the pain, her body was numb, her hands trembled as she pressed them against her stomach. Something is wrong. Her vision blurred and then she heard footsteps, heavy and desperate. She lifted her gaze and saw him, her mate. “Ryland…” She lifts her hand weakly, reaching for him. He’s here. He can save her. Ryland’s gaze lands on her, his face pale as he takes in the blood staining her dress. His jaw clenches. For a second, she thinks he’s going to come for her. But then his eyes shift. Past her. To the figure trapped behind her. Celeste. Sloane watched in horror as everything about him changed. The tightness in his expression melts away, replaced with relief. Ryland rushes past Sloane like she’s nothing. Drops to his knees before Celeste. “I’m here. I’ve got you.” His voice is full of warmth—love. A love he never had for Sloane. Ryland grabbed her hand instantly, holding it like she’s his entire world. Sloane couldn’t breathe. “Ryland,” she chokes out, her body shaking. “Please… help me. Our baby..” He doesn’t even look at her. “I won’t let anything happen to you, Celeste. I should have chosen you from the start.” He picked her up, ready to walk away. Sloane tried one last time, her voice weak. “Ryland….please..” Ryland paused to look at her, his gaze flickered to the blood that trickled down her legs then walked away with Celeste clinging unto his arm.

A once in a millennium event is currently being anticipated by all the people of Vesmir. They are outside of their own homes waiting for a special phenomen to happen. They gaze above the skies and saw the one of the two moons of their planet, slowly covered the sun. Suddenly the azure colored sky of Vesmir was hastily change its color into a dark crimson. When the sky of Vesmir became dark crimson, the people of Vesmir was amazed by the phenomenon they are seeing. After a while million of stars twinkle around the moon, slowly turning the dark crimson sky to its original azure color. Among those millions stars there were less than 0.0001.% star that shines brightly compared to the other stars. However, if you look closely as if the dark crimson sky was fighting the million of stars they get a stalemate. People then saw the second moon covered the sun. Suddenly the whole world was casted by shadow and darkness. All of the people of Vesmir suddenly felt feer and safe at the same time. Then after a while the sky returned to its original azure color because it was still in the afternoon. There is no million of stars. There is no dark crimson sky. In a old hut at the top of the mountain, an oldman with a white clothes. The oldman looks like a benevolent and you can see a white aura flickering on and off out of his body. He witness all this phenomenon at the hut's window. The catastrophe that was delayed are happening.The seal of the world are slowly weakening. That race will find this world. No, they already find it. The sacrifice that they made to hide this world from them this is lonely weakening. Alas it would still happen. Are all those sacrifice they did, are for these generation to face?" He asked weakly. No one answered. The oldman looks at his body. He saw his body was very slowly turning into dust. "I do not have much time. I need to inform the guardians of all the races about the impending storm that is coming. They need to focus to armed the new generation especially the Chosen Ones. They would be the the sword that would purge the chaos and shield that would protect it's people of this world from the chatastrophe that would happen. Those who have been sealed cannot do anything, the only solution is to train those new generation." Looking at the window, as he gaves at the sun. "The structure of the universe is gonna completely change in this era. Can this world survive?" The old man did not include the shadow in his premonitions and just bypass it. The old man stands weakly, get his walking stick then go wherever he plans to do. *** Argus Orpheus an orphan who survive from a Gate break. He lives for 10 years alone. "Argus Orpheus, Unique Class Awakener, Type: Summoner." A class that is said to be average by many. Argus was also walking a path of summoner no one has succeeded thus far. Argus awakened a power that was no being should possess. As he begins his journey, Argus slowly uncovers the truth of this mysteries about himself. Watch as Argus embarked his chaotic journey.

"Asher, no." She said weakly. She sounded needy and pathetic according to her but that would have to for the moment. "I can hear the need in your voice, you little liar." He whispered as he came even closer so that his breath was tickling her neck while he spoke in her ear. She herself could feel the need as it made a bead or two of sweat to form on her brow. She was excited about it much more than she could ever tell anyone. She however knew better than to do it on the day her sister was meant to get engaged. "At least not today." She whispered back with her eyes shut trying to calm her racing heart down enough to reason with him. "So you saying if it wasn't today and we were in the same position you wouldn't hesitate?" He asked so close to her ear that she shivered in delight and a small giggle left her mouth at the same time as it was her tickle spot making him chuckle at the feeling.

"You said....you would always treasure me," the grandmaster smiled weakly, blood gurgling in his mouth as he gripped the blade that was firmly embedded into his chest. "Do...you like destroying the things you treasure, Chi Cheng?" Chi Cheng's eyes blazed with murderous intent, his lips curling into a snarl as he twisted the blade further into the Grandmaster's chest. "In all your perfections, dear Grandmaster, loving me was your greatest flaw." ************* Jing Ling was a celestial beast who was on the run from his brethren and had been banished by the Celestial Realm for his crimes and treason against the supreme courts. He sought refuge in the body of a deceased child from the Chi Clan in the mortal realm. Raised in the identity of the child, currently known as Chi Chengxin, he faces challenges related to his complex cultivation skills after seventeen years. Thus, Chi Chengxin sought solace in the affections of Han Yijun, a senior disciple of the Northern Ice Sect, despite the rumors about his lack of aptitude and the shame he brought to his clan during his new life. Chi Cheng's father enlists him as an Ice Sect pupil in the hopes that the Grandmaster of Ice will see his potential. And the idea of being with Han Yijun at last brings him joy. However, the charming and kind Han Yijun gives in to the pleasure of another, and on the first day of his arrival, he is betrayed and suffers heartache. But the Grandmaster, who is charmed by Chi Cheng but constrained by his oaths and obligations, has a sense of affection that heals his damaged heart. And Chi Cheng, using the Grandmaster's favour and love to his advantage, is more eager than ever to get revenge on Han Yijun. But Chi Cheng's nightmarish past become linked with his drive for vengeance and his mischievous actions that put him in danger. When he learns of the Grandmaster's true intentions, Chi Cheng becomes conflicted between his heart and mind. Is the Grandmaster a man he should love in the first place? But how can one love the man who intends to kill them? Read the story to find out! ********* Note: The story doesn't follow an omegaverse trope but there is a factor of mpreg much later in the story. join my discord server to chat with me: find link under my profile cover picture is ai made by me

[COMPLETED] ---------- After the sudden death of her boyfriend, Leslie Song has been single-handedly raising her precious little daughter Calliope. It’s a difficult life, but it’s a happy one. A freak accident puts an end to that. As Leslie lies dying on the road, watching Calliope breathe her last, she curses her helplessness. Calliope’s crochet fox seems to hear her. It opens its mouth and asks, “Do you want to see your daughter again? If so, follow me. Her soul has already left for another world.” Leslie agrees. That’s the last thing she remembers before losing consciousness. When she opens her eyes again, she finds herself—or rather, her soul—standing beside her unconscious body on a hospital bed. “How is this supposed to help me find Calliope!” she exclaims. “This is not your body. Your body is dead. This is my original host, Charlene Li,” explains the toy fox. “You can possess her body to find Calliope, but if you do, you must finish her uncompleted mission for her.” “And what mission is that?” “To marry the second most eligible CEO in the city.” ‘This,’ Leslie concludes, ‘is a scam.’ But she has no other choice. ********** Meanwhile, the second most eligible bachelor in the city, Calix Xu, is patting himself on the back for thwarting his grandmother’s attempts to marry him off. After exhausting all of his tricks and excuses, he has resorted to marrying the comatose daughter of the Li family. Calix smiles, pleased with himself, "Aren't I smart? Grandmother can do nothing now." But… why is he seeing his newly-wedded wife hovering beside her own body? Before he can react, his wife—the moving one—floats towards him. "Husband! Help me find my child!" “Your child?” Calix asks weakly before doing the only reasonable thing he can do in such a situation. He faints. ---------- WSA 2024 entry! Commissioned cover and character images by yuuri_e (Instagram)

Under this damned moonlight, we shall break our curse and make our love a legacy~~~ Their love shouldn't have existed in the first place. He was her enemy, and she was his sweetest redemption. After Elysia lost her parents to the war that broke out between her pack and her betrothed's, she vowed to avenge her pack members and her parents' deaths. Unknown to her, her cursed fate would lead her down a different path rather than towards revenge. Blame it all on her fate! Thinking she could avenge her pack's innocent deaths, she decided to work as a maid in her parents killer's palace. Not only would she make them pay by destroying everyone, but she would also destroy the one who slew her parents, King Stefan. She thought it was all easy: make him fall in love with her, kill him, and die afterward. Not until he became the very reason she no longer wanted to die and the reason he badly wanted to die. Would she be able to get her revenge or fall into the deadly trap called love? What if her pack members didn't die because they were raided by the Silvermoon pack, but because of her cursed fate? What about the king? What if there is more to him than she knew? Their story shouldn't have existed. No, they were never meant to be in this place; two souls sharing one fate. ____ "Did you still love me? Even though I am cursed and will bring doom to you and your pack members?" Her question made him chuckle as if what she just asked was funny. "Yes. Let's say that is what we get for raiding your pack," he paused briefly. "I love you, though I am not sure if you will want to be my wife, right under this moonlight." She closed the gap between them, tears clustered in her eyes before she said, "Damn this moonlight! It has broken us more than repaired. Let's get married!" Just when he was about to seal their secret wedding with a kiss, an arrow pierced through Elysia's back. Elysia coughed out blood. Her body went numb as she fell weakly to the ground. Her lips parted slowly, "Damn our cursed fate, I should have just killed you instead of falling into that deadly trap called love."

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In the dark, under a strange-looking tree, a lady around twenty-something could be seen clenching her stomach and looking pitiful. She seemed to be in pain and was breathing heavily. Above her in the sky, the color was very black and blurry. Rain started falling, and the thunder was clapping loudly and violently. The wind was very thick, slapping everything harshly. The lady stood with the support of the tree, using one hand to prop herself against the tree and the other hand to hold her stomach tightly. She breathed out and continued moving weakly. "Seems like I'm not going to escape this. What type of poison is this?" she wondered. She unbuckled her belt to relieve some pain, then sat down somewhere and groaned while her hand wandered around on the wet ground until it made contact with something. She picked it up and saw the object with the help of the lightning. The thing was round like a bead, and something joined them together. She did not care about what it was and just swallowed it. She was going to die anyway, at least she ate something. She could not figure out the taste of the thing, but it was surely not normal because as soon as it made contact with her throat, it felt very hot, as if she had drunk hot water that had not cooled. "Sh*t! Even in death, my luck is still very bad," she muttered. She was still lamenting when her aching stomach suddenly stopped aching. She did not have the chance to rejoice when her stomach started swelling up, getting bigger and bigger. It was as if it wanted to burst but, alas, it didn't. She could feel herself in labor. She groaned until something escaped her body - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. She was relieved from both the poison pain and her swollen stomach pain. When she looked at what she had given birth to, she was shocked. Eggs. She had given birth to eggs. And there were six. What happened to the eggs? How did their journey begin? read the full novel. update time:6:00pm *by love gold*

On the surface, Ryn looked like a normal quiet girl who only focused on her study and did not even bother about things outside her study. However, the whole campus was shocked to know she was actually a popular model who just made a comeback after two years 'retired'. To make them more shocked when a very popular singer, Jeremy was her ex-boyfriend and now wanted her back. Of course, to add the spice in her life, a model who is her university's mate fell in love with her. Now she had to choose between these two, as well as balancing her life as a boring student but an exciting model. ******* “Sign this contract.” He nudged the contract toward her. “Can I think first?” she asked weakly. “Five seconds.” Jack felt generous and gave her time to think. “See how good my mood is today?”

"Any last wish, Wifey?" Angelina's vision was blurry from tears. She couldn't believe the man who is pointing his gun on her is none other than her husband. She didn't say anything instead she grabbed his hand and pointed the gun towards her abdomen. Xavier's smirk widen, he leaned closer to her face and kissed her forehead for the last time. "As you wish, Love" BANG!! Angelina's body jolted up and she clenched on his shirt tightly. She closed her eyes tightly because of the pain but soon she felt the blood between her thighs. She looked down and smiled weakly before leaning against his ear and whispered softly "Y-you ki...lled o-our b..a..by...." With that said she let go of his shirt and limply fell down on the ground.

"why does it always have to be her?!!!" Didi shouted, her voice cracking . She tried to hold the tears in her eyes but that didn't stop them from turning glassy. She swallowed the lump in her throat trying to absorb whatever force she could from her surroundings. "it's always her" she muttered in a small voice . "Its not like that Didi try to understand she needs me now!, I'm her friend you know? and don't make a scene your being dramatic" Kyle said trying not to shout . He had to appease Didi. Bailey needed him now. "Well your mine too..." she continued childishly but weakly as she knew she already lost. He wasn't even paying attention anymore . "..." " I'm heading out now , here's the money for the bill alright?...see you later." and Kyle was off. Didi struggled to keep her tears in as she sat alone in the restaurant..watching the door oscillations before it finally shut.

Del is an ex-eunuch, in the cultivator world, he occupies the highest position as an Immortal Paragon. Sacrificing all of his cultivation, Del makes a pact with the World Will, Gaia. He is reborn into a new world and becomes a complete man. Del aspires to create a great harem with an uncountable number of fairies inside it. But unfortunately, this new world is not what he thought. Monster attacks and dangerous creatures pour out of the gate from the essence world. Threatening the safety of our protagonist who lost his powers and was no longer able to absorb Qi or mana in the new world. His dream to create the great harem also ran aground due to the arrival of a perfect woman. Someone he initially only thought of as delicious meat but turned out to be a leash. Honey-soaked leash. Follow Del's journey where he uses comic books as inspiration and science as a power to reach the top of the Hunter World. -------------- Include tag: - Yandere both ML and FL Weakly Bonus Chapter: - 100 power stone = 1st Bonus Chapter, 300 power stone = 2nd Bonus Chapter, 700 power stone = 3rd Bonus Chapter, 1500 power stone = 4th Bonus Chapter. - Message Chair total worth gift = 2 Bonus Chapter. Follow my Instagram: @bugaticatform for update news and follow my journey as an author.

They say powerful families eventually become core pillars of any kingdom and empire, that eventually, they would grow so powerful they would become impenetrable to outside forces. And yet, one such behemoth fell to a mere surprise attack. How? These were Alex's thoughts for as long as he ran from his falling family. Shoved into a carriage and separated from his parents, forced to leave his home and start anew inside a mere kingdom. Hunger forced his hand, making him turn to a place that welcomed him. A place that doubles as a home for orphans, for those unwanted, and for those sold by their parents for a bit more coin ...and a slaughterhouse for a lot of these poor souls. Hello readers. Author here. I feel the need to write my thoughts here so there won't be any problems further down the line. What I want to write is a mostly pure-Fantasy novel, so don't expect the MC to be the absolute best in everything he does, says, or thinks, at least for the starting bit. I am still trying to make heads or tails about this novel after all. In any case, that would be a long way off. The world I envision is a bit dark, and I plan to tackle some more mature themes if I get the chance. So, with that said, I don't want to read a 1-star or 2-star review of some kid who got into my novel expecting to get a quick dose of dopamine and receive little in return. The novel is going to be a slow burner, and your job as readers will be to pick it apart, piece by piece. Look forward to missing links, unfinished storylines, and potential plot twists. Feel free to comment wherever you want. I love talking with you, the readers, about the future of this story and where it could go next. It's as fun for me to write it as it is for you to enjoy reading it. I am from Europe, so English is not my first language, which is why I wholeheartedly accept constructive criticism, a rare breed of reviews here. If you notice that I make the same mistake twice, a grammatical one for example, I would rather you tell me the correct way to use it than just shrug it off and say, "Grammar bad". If you want something else from what is going on here, even though my work may not be the most unique one out there, I hope you will give it a try. Oh? You're still reading this? In that case, you may receive a snippet of more information about our favourite and perfect (Sarcasm) MC. "Where are you from, kid?" Asked a grizzled old man, looking at a tired and wet boy no older than eight. "I seek shelter, mister." The boy responded weakly, trying his hardest not to faint on the spot. "This is no shelter, boy. If you want to rest, try your luck elsewhere." The man shook his head. He tried closing the door but the kid shoved his hand to prevent it. Ignoring the blinding pain in his arm, the boy pleaded. "I know you take in kids like me. Please." The boy begged, the strength in his legs starting to give out. The old man clicked his tongue. "We kill kids, boy." "Some survive. Please." The boy passed out.

Simi's anguished cries pierced the air, her gaze fixed on her phone as she teetered on the edge of consciousness. A call flashed on the screen, but she could only watch, her strength waning with each passing moment. In a sudden burst, Jeff burst into the room. His feet froze as he beheld Simi lying amidst a pool of blood, speechless and stunned to his core. The echoes of her distraught voice, hinting at self-harm, reverberated in his mind. “Why? Why?” He dropped to his knees beside her, pulling her fragile form into his arms. “What have you done?” he cried, his eyes brimming with tears of concern. Simi met his gaze, attempting to speak, yet no words emerged. She shook her head weakly, her face trying to report to Jeff, but Jeff fumbled with his phone, dialling for emergency assistance as panic gripped him, too busy to be aware of Simi's action. Before help arrived, Simi slipped into unconsciousness, leaving Jeff to grapple with the tumult of emotions raging within him. As they raced towards the hospital, Jeff stood vigil at Simi's side, his mind consumed by the fear of losing her. Hours later, the doctors emerged from the theatre room. Jeff's heart raced as he approached them, desperate for any sign of hope. “How is she?” His voice cracked with emotion, his eyes searching for answers. Dr. Johnson, the senior physician, met his gaze with a heavy sigh. “I'm sorry, Mr. Jeff…”

“I'm sorry.” I sob out, my heart twisting in agony as I delve the sword deeper into his chest. His blood-stained hands weakly cup my cheek, a genuine, soft smile gracing his lips. “It had to be done, my beautiful girl.” After losing her last remaining family and counting the days to her arranged marriage, Analia, with the help of a gift from her Grandmother, follows the advice of a friend to enlist as a companion to accompany a demigod on a journey to retrieve a powerful substance capable to granting it's winners with a reward. She ventures into the land of a powerful goddess unprepared and entwines her fate with the child prophecised to bring mankind to it's end although with no knowledge of his true identity. she finds herself drawn to him and as they journey further together, her feelings which started as mere curiosity blossoms into a consuming fire of love. Will fate cause her to once again lose everything? Or will she prevail against her fate?

|STATUS: COMPLETED| Once upon a time... Rumour has it that a certain king became so desperate that he blindly made a dangerous pact with a seductive demon goddess who ruled the realm of 'Yonder'. She bore him a son who would, in time, fulfil the 'Dark Prophecy'. But... What if falling in love with a maiden of pure heart and clear conscience could free him from the overwhelming darkness buried deep within? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> 'My god! What happened just now?' she asked herself while pressing her fabric rigidly against her breast cage. She retreated two steps away from him as she reminisced about the event of barely a few seconds earlier. 'It—he almost had me? The devil himself? I—I would have easily given myself to him?' Observing her confusion, Briceus gave off a curt smirk before standing up. "I wouldn't have guessed that you'll be a woman of low esteem and easy to use, Elizabeth. Perhaps I was wrong in thinking you were different" "Your Majesty, I —" "I'll have you know that I have no interest in your lowly unattractive body, Elizabeth so you don't have to attempt to hide so much and appear so startled" 'Lowly body? He said this to me?' ". . . If those are the foolish thoughts flying around your tiny skull, you would be damned to imagine such because I have met far more beautiful maidens but you are most certainly the one who has impressed me the least in character" Elizabeth felt spited even though she hated herself for weakly yielding to his charms just now. "If I were so lowly to the king and if I am everything you've described me to be so far, then I will advise that His Majesty should quickly demand a refund from my family and hand me back to them!" Briceus was unmoved by her bold utterances. All the while she had spoken, he had his eyes glued to her lush pale strawberry lips which for some reason had begun to lure him in. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> BOOK STATUS VOLUME 1 (SOLD OUT) - COMPLETED VOLUME 2 (BRICEUS AND ELIZABETH) - COMPLETED VOLUME 3 (BOOK OF SIDE STORIES) - COMPLETED VOLUME 4 (THE PRINCESS AND HER BEAST)- COMPLETED [This book will have several volumes. Earlier chapters will be re-edited with time.] ADD UP THE SEQUEL: THE MERCHANT'S BRIDE Cover photo belongs to me! Do not steal! IG handle: nancyjimofficial fαcєвσσk @ Nαncєє Jímí

"What's your name?""Althur." He weakly replied. "Arthur." The man muttered. "No sir, Al-thur." Althur remembers that time. Althur was an orphan who was picked up from the cemetery on a cold night by his mentor. Years later, when he was about to graduate, he received news that his mentor had died suddenly. A strange mirror leads him to a city where an exorcist has been killed under mysterious circumstances. Following these suggestions, he went to a city to investigate the mysterious death of an exorcist. What could happen? Non-existence. How to find it.

"Two years!" It's been two years since I broke free from the shackles of the underworld and started a new journey as an immortal. I wasn't searching for a way out, though I was tired of my endless suffering in the underworld. He found me when I wasn't searching for Him, I've been granted amnesty despite my numerous sins against the Supreme immortal. "Tony Storm, I have a great assignment for you! Are you willing to start this journey?" I nodded my head weakly and that's how it all began. Regaining back the dignity of the human race from the rulers of the underworld, I now journey freeing those that were once like me and making sure I don't fall back to the underworld.

Xia Xingchi was very poor until he died and transmigrated into a book to become a young master who was adopted back into a wealthy family, becoming rich in an instant! It was a pity that the book’s moral values were distorted, and he was only cannon fodder while the fake young master who stole the show was the protagonist. Loved by neither his father nor his mother, Xia Xingchi was forced to marry the frail and sickly villainous big boss. If he escaped the marriage, it would be the end for him. At the engagement banquet, the fake young master set up a trap to lure him into fleeing the marriage and making a scene, but didn’t expect that his eyes would light up on the spot as he rushed up excitedly to say, “Hey, husband!” This appearance was like an immortal, this perfect figure with wide shoulders and long legs……the little fortune hunter was disinterested. In his eyes, his fiancé Li Chengyuan was a gleaming humanoid cash machine! Xian Xingchi resolutely sat on Li Chengyuan’s lap and held his hand affectionately: “Mr. Li, do you believe in love at first sight?” — Whenever he heard the call of money, he believed. Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking that Xia Xingchi was truly an idiot and that he was bound to be tossed to the ground by the villainous boss on the spot. Unexpectedly, Li Chengyuan lowered his eyes in silence, and smiled faintly after a moment: “I believe.” In full view, he picked up Xia Xingchi and abducted him home. Xia Xingchi was shocked: Wait! Let me go! Your script is wrong! Facing the derailed plot, the little fortune hunter had no choice but to make money in the entertainment industry to get rich — while giving Li Chengyuan the most loving end-of-life care – According to the original book's plot, the villain was about to die. Li Chengyuan’s face was pale, and he asked weakly in a low voice: “Will you agree to everything I say?” Xia Xingchi thought of the 100 billion inheritance that would soon belong to him, wept with joy, and nodded with tears in his eyes: “Tell me, I will definitely promise you.” To his shock, a certain dying person immediately rose up: “Mark your words.” Xia Xingchi, who couldn’t get out of bed the next day: “Damn! A person dying of illness can also do this sort of thing!” Li Chengyuan: I don’t know why he always thinks I’m going to die, so I have to show him otherwise

>> [## pinna thought., she mighty have never been beautiful enough to beat her sister's beauty..but she is one way lucky enough to have love and lost than not loving at all.. but time still heals., she still wants to see how her sister falls apart from her harden heart. she eagers to see that someone who can wildly consume the unbeatable fearful tycoon CEO molly >>>>[" this witch., she really needs to learn what it means to fall in love.".. pinna said inward to herself..#] persistent Chris never brought himself to believe the death of his wife to only later surrender and swallow it hard admitting her death.,he screws up some facts where he becomes a personal servant of Molly and unknowingly creat a relationship them two weren't excepting. in the middle of it all., somewhere far from home.,inside a hospital bed a lady who looks the exact copy of runah [chris' dead wife]...weakly opens her eyes.!!!!!!!!

The Marquis' Béchalot's illegitimate daughter, Melantha Béchalot. She was a living shame to the marquis' family, even though it was not her fault. She has to be grateful to the Marquee Bécholot for giving her shelter and a comfortable life on the surface. Melantha was a pawn to the Béchalot family to make their daughter Charlotte Béchalot the empress of Ivor. For that, Charlotte needs support and power. Like all noble families, the Marquee sold Melantha in the name of an engagement. The engagement was between the Marquis Béchalot and the Archduke Weselton. In high society everyone knows this fact, that Marquee Bécholot and Archduke Weselton are hostile to each other. It is a known fact, but to make his precious daughter a favourable empress, Marquee Bécholot made a friendly offer to Archduke Weselton. Marriage agreement, he killed two brides with one shot. But did the young archduke accept this? Melantha had no choice but to accept this engagement. She has to be useful to the Béchalot family if she wants to live. Even though she knows that she is the puppet of the Marquee, she gladly accepts this fact. Just because she wants to live longer. If she wants to live, she has to have value in the eyes of the Marquee. Otherwise, that would be the end of her life. So far, she has done everything that Marquee Bécholot had ordered as 'the master of her life'. But it was not a unit then. Those white-like pearls were half covered with blood spilled on the floor. Her shoulders slumped weakly while she looked up at the person."W-why?....." She was helpless. "Don't you get that? You're useless now? Father also thinks it would be a waste if you stood next to his grace" Those flirty words which were coming from her mouth made Melantha's blood boil. She doesn't accept this kind of end! She did everything that she could live with. She endured everything but this kind of end! This is not something she wanted while she was suffering. Was everyone having a comfortable life? 'I don't accept this' She was determined, even if she had to sell her own soul to the devil inside her. " I was not a puppet nor a doll, I was not a pet nor an animal, I was a survivor and I was strong. I will not be weak nor helpless again. I would not be broken nor could be tamed. The poisonous dark flower is my only hope". Suddenly, she was hungry for blood. It is a bloody sweet yet poisonous reverge of a dark flower named Melantha. * * * * cover page is not mine, please give the credit to the original owner