Firebird Knife

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING - Swearing and sexual scenes are apart of this novel!!!] Al'Hazier was never as obedient as his older brothers had been. He got himself in trouble often, and did things he was explicitly told not to do - like drink things from the forbidden cabinet in the cellar looking to get a little drunk. He had no idea he had taken a precious, forbidden potion that his father had actually been saving for himself at the right moment. When the king discovered his youngest son had taken the very nectar he coveted - he was so furious that he did the unthinkable: He cut up Al'Hazier's body with a silver knife, and divided up his body parts around their country. For his head, though - King Varkys made sure that it was preserved in a crystal-lined silver box. A head that would never die. A head that lived in dark silence. A head in a sense - literally buried in the sand. That was over 300 years ago. Going mad, and certain he would be surrounded in darkness forever until the earth finally exploded and disintegrated his corpse - Al'Hazier wasn't expecting to see the sunny seaside again, nor did he expect a group of beautiful women to be the first thing he had seen in decades. After discovering his brother is up to no good, and how terrible the world has become, Azier finds his heart soften for his female companions, and hardened against Azrael, who has taken control over literally everything. Once he finally reveals his secrets to the six sexy saviors, they help him grow his abilities as well as his knowledge for the new world...but it comes at a price. Find out what happens when one war front becomes two as Azier not only takes on the tyranny of his brother - but his actual self as well when things end up not even close to what he expected. *Volume One Completed!!!* **Updated Daily** 50 Power stones = one extra chapter for that week. 1 Golden Ticket = two extra chapters that week. Gifts = four extra chapters for that week.

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul. ------ “Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator. I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched. I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.” ------ As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man. I dreamed of magical moments like this every day. Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy. She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered. Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again. I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell. But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter. A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone. Together we laughed, alone I cried. Together we laughed, alone I cried. But I think we also loved. I think. ------ This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.

“I will drag you into an abyss, where despair only remains in your heart, as you have done to me for your betrayal.” Atlas watches him kneeling on the ground with a dagger in his side, blood trickling from his wound. Atlas stands there, leaning against the wall with a nonchalant expression. Atlas stepped away from leaning against the golden statue, and he walked closer to him with a predatory grace, calm and effortless, and Atlas cradled his face with a possessive and clinging hold, and Atlas smiled gleefully, “Let’s make a deal. Belong to me and do everything I say, and I’ll release your brother.” Sebastian never saw this day coming, and he truly regretted saving him on that snowy day. This person isn’t the same youth from before, for vengeance and hatred only remain in his heart. The only thing he can do is appease the man. But this time, he will never give out his heart again. And he will never reveal the real truth behind his betrayal. What’s the point? Sebastian looked at the man before him and resisted the urge to move away from the hand on his face. His eyes remained stoic. In a hard voice, he said, “Fine. I will do what you want; in exchange, let my brother go.” *** Sebastian lives a normal life with his family, but he lives a hidden life. He has a dark secret that he protects at all costs; otherwise, he will be killed for being a monster. He and the rest of his family are vampires, living off blood, but his family, especially his father and mother, don’t feed on humans, for they cling onto morality, hoping not to descend into depravation. Sebastian cherishes his family, and they are both his strength and his weakness. They are the ones who maintain his humanity and keep him in check. But being a vampire comes with a deadly price; he must blend in with the human world, pretending to be a human is an effortless task: calculating and flirtatious is a mask he carries for centuries, playing with the lives of those around as if they’re just a game. His heart never lets anyone in, keeping distance from anyone except for his family, who live and protect each other. On that fateful night, he never thought he could have another emotional connection. A young, feral boy carrying a hunter's knife is surrounded by blood, snow, and dead wolves in the forest. Why does his youthful body carry a grotesque canvas of scars like they tell a gruesome past? Why do his eyes carry a heavy burden that’s too young for a human? Or is he a human in the first place? Soon, he would learn that Atlas carries heavy, dark secrets, where Sebastian had to look for an answer in Atlas’s past and must decide if he’s worth forgiving and protecting. ***
gong/seme/top protagonist x shou 
Sebastian x Atlas 
Additionally tags: dark, mysterious, BL, age-difference, thriller, psychological, supernatural creatures, slow romance, murder, dub-con, tragic past, comedy, and horror (I don’t own the picture on the cover.)

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

The Mayan ceremonial dagger had an inscription in the ancient language that read: "Offer thy heart". It's obviously an instruction left by the past inhabitants of this forgotten place, but who would be stupid enough to stab himself in the heart with a rusty old knife found inside a tombstone? After activating my battery pack the dagger shimmers brightly in a cyan light, the creatures are coming, I can hear their steps. 'It's do or die.'

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation. But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures. However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts. ---------------------------- Black box: Someone: "Darling, help me deal with these people." Sian: "Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them." Someone, with fake tears: "Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away." Sian, holding a military knife: "Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?" Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: "Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore." Sian: "Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!" --------------------------------------- COVER by my Sensei : Aurimas_Pazikas ---------------------------------------     Dear readers, welcome to an exciting adventure! This is a captivating BL novel filled with +18 scenes that add a spark of joy and love and some sadness. If you’re open to exploring vibrant stories and vibrant connections, dive right in to accompany our Angel, the MC " Sian," on his journey in this new world.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

"My pants are already off. Stopping now would be a bit redundant, don't you think?" Everyone knew the cool, aristocratic Chairman Li was sick, but only Rong Yan knew the man was problematic and sick in the head. That day, she was accosted at the bedroom entrance. Long arms held her against her will as the man leaned into her ear and whispered, "Marry me." Rong Yan struggled to no avail. Frustrated, she said, "I have a boyfriend of five years." "You mean my son is your boyfriend?" For her baby boy, she was willing to secretly marry this billionaire chairman. From then on, he held the knife for her kills, and poured the gasoline as she set fires. Everyone knew the chairman was possessive and paranoid—and Rong Yan was his bottom line. The five-year-old Li Duidui was at a loss. When Daddy and Mommy fought, was he supposed to help clear up the misunderstanding or close the door on them...

"Fairy, don't be afraid. I'm not the Devil Leader." "But your Blood Sea Phenomena, White Bone Daoist Palace, countless Soul Banners, and your World-Destroying Demon Knife prove that you are a Devil Leader." "Fairy, you've misunderstood me. I'm actually a good person who carries a knife. The one I just killed is the true Devil Leader." "He is my husband!" Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up. It was simply marvelous.

In a world that is aware of other worlds and systems, a reality show was created to have participants receive a system and face challenges. All for the entertainment of the world's that cam view it. All participants have no idea about other worlds actually existing, let alone something like this going on. Elmo is a young man who had been shopping when he was chosen to take part in this challenge. Part of him is intrigued by the idea of the challenges, but most of him would rather just go home. If only that was an option. The following are the main challenges in order in the story: Challenge #1: defeating the starting dungeon Challenge #2: prevent the assassination of the king Challenge #3: defeat the fire dragon Challenge #4: locate and capture a firebird Challenge #5: There will be no graphic descriptions of any mature content. When such material will appear, it will either be lime or just glossed over. I'm writing this as I go along. If you have any suggestions or thoughts I'd be happy to hear them. Cover art is AI generated If anyone has any thoughts or comments about this book they'd like to say, but not leave a record of it here, I can be contacted at etherelemental@gmail.com

In a modern world where the collapse of societal structures has birthed a brutal, survival-of-the-fittest culture, one man stands apart—a lone warrior molded by tragedy and relentless training. Darius Kane, trained since childhood by his enigmatic martial arts master uncle, is a man defined by his calm ruthlessness and single-minded determination. With scarce resources and a city in decay, violence is the currency of power, and every alleyway hides danger. Haunted by betrayal, driven by revenge, and yearning for redemption, Darius fights not only to survive but to find meaning in a world that has lost its soul. As hand-to-hand combat and knife fights become the norm and guns are a rarity, his exceptional skills and detached persona mark him as both a hero and a harbinger of a darker destiny. Through a slow, introspective journey—a hero’s path laden with tragedy and moral quandaries—Darius Kane will challenge the very foundations of a corrupted society and confront the demons of his past in a quest for inner transformation. In this tale of urban mystery, relentless thriller, and unexpected romance, loyalty is scarce, trust is a luxury, and every confrontation might be the last. Prepare to step into a world where survival demands sacrifice, and redemption is never easily earned.

He become great and gained the tittle " Prince of Combat" through his excellent upbringing and family background... She was an orphaned taken in reluctantly and achieve top ranks through her sheer perseverance only to be dragged down by her bias Master... The first time they meet, they dueled. He was fascinated by her cold and merciless fighting techniques... She scorned him for his excellent techniques that can only learned from the elites which cost millions of dollars to even glimpse... The moment her knife left a cut on his face sealed their fate to be together.

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] In Cinder Pack, one out of the seven superior packs, abandoned children on the streets are considered less than the pets owned by many households. They live from hand-to-mouth, covered in dirt and used however those from better families deem fit. As a result, many of them die from starvation at very young ages and those with good-looking appearances sell themselves off to better families in order to live.   While a select few resort to stealing food and taking the crumbs that fall off the table of those of noble birth. This is the case for Aurelia Night and her childhood best friend, Lydia Hayes. But her already miserable life takes a darker turn when she overhears a conversation she shouldn’t.  To hide from the evil men seeking to take her life, she spends the night with a stranger… who kept murmuring something about her being his mate.  The next morning, she is brutally betrayed by the only family she has and hauled off a cliff to die — but she survives. Though she loses her memory, she doesn’t lose the twin boys growing in her belly… Now, seven years later, she has become a reputable member of the rogue community, whose population was quickly declining.  Given the task to kill the head of the hunt itself, Cinder Pack’s twisted and ruthless Alpha, Axton Wolfe, a man who takes relish in the most gory things in life, she finds a way into his residence, working as a maid.  Unaware of the plot on his life, the usually conserved and ruthless man with a hatred for timid and weak things, is disgusted when he finds himself repeatedly drawn to the seemingly timid and weak maid in his residence.  But Aurelia despises him too much to care and bids her time waiting for the right time to strike.  That is… until she finds out a shocking truth about him.  The truth of that night seven years ago. The truth of their cruel fate and why her legs won’t stop shaking from pleasure whenever he was around.  But when ‘kiss’ comes to shove and she has to sink a knife into his heart to live, will she? … To clarify; There will be quite a number of grim things.  Male lead is more than morally grey, twisted, obsessive and possessive. Female lead, tough, thinks on her feet, can stand up for herself, but still a damsel in distress.  Enemies to Lovers? Definitely.  Smut? Well, male lead is OBSESSIVE AND POSSESSIVE!  Welcome to a tortured love story.

The World Changed Overnight, Without warning, portals from other realms tore through the sky, opening gateways to nightmarish creatures that threatened to wipe out humanity. Cities burned. Nations crumbled. The monstrous invaders—ranging from grotesque goblins to towering beasts—massacred everything in their path. Amidst the chaos, a new force emerged: The Awakened—humans who mysteriously gained supernatural abilities in response to the invasion. Light burst from their bodies, fire ignited in their palms, water coiled into deadly spears, winds howled at their command, shadows shifted with their will. These resemble as Fire, Water, Earth, Wind, Light, and Darkness—became humanity’s last hope against extinction. Kai Jin. A cold, intelligent high school student from Korea, Kai had long abandoned the idea of relying on others. Orphaned at a young age, he grew up alone in a modest apartment, surviving through sheer will and independence. His past trauma left him emotionally closed off, but beneath his calm, detached exterior, a fire burned—a refusal to ever be powerless again. Then, the portals opened, and his world turned upside down. The night was eerily silent. Kai sat in his dimly lit apartment, eyes locked on his laptop screen. The news was flooded with reports of strange anomalies appearing across the globe—massive gates hovering in the sky, creatures emerging from their depths. Some called it a phenomenon. Others called it the end of the world. Then— Scratch. Scratch. A faint noise echoed from the hallway outside his door. Kai frowned. His neighborhood was quiet at night—too quiet for random footsteps. Then— BAM! The apartment door slammed open. A goblin. Small, grotesque, with sickly green skin, jagged teeth, and glowing red eyes. It sniffed the air, its sharp claws twitching in anticipation. Kai’s breath hitched. His mind raced. He had no weapons. No powers. Nothing but his instincts. Move. Now. The goblin lunged. Kai grabbed the closest thing within reach—a wooden chair—and swung it with all his strength.The impact sent the creature stumbling backward, snarling in rage. His heart pounded. His hands trembled, but he forced himself to stay steady. He couldn’t afford to freeze. He had to kill it. Spotting a kitchen knife on the counter, he dove for it—just as the goblin recovered and charged again. At the last second, he twisted his body, dodging its claws, and in one swift motion— STAB! The knife sank into the goblin’s skull. It shrieked, its body convulsing violently before collapsing lifelessly to the floor. Kai stood there, panting. His clothes were splattered with dark, sticky blood. The room reeked of iron and death. Then— Ding! A floating, translucent system window appeared before his eyes. [Awakening Process Complete.] [Congratulations!] [You have awakened.] Kai’s eyes widened. His nightmare had just begun.

Under the sky of history, whether you love or not, you are merely a speck of dust. No matter who you are, what you can grasp is only yourself.

In the hidden corridors of power where desire and danger intertwine, Valeria Ivanov—the beguiling daughter of a notorious mafia don—learns that seduction is her deadliest weapon. Tasked with a mission that pits her against the equally formidable Adrian DeLuca, the enigmatic heir of a rival crime family, she enters a world where every whispered promise and stolen touch could be fatal. Adrian, a master strategist renowned for his icy reserve, finds himself drawn to her intoxicating blend of danger and seduction, his calculated facade slowly melting beneath the heat of their forbidden encounters. As secret trysts evolve into nights of raw, unbridled passion, the boundaries between duty and lust blur. Every clandestine rendezvous is a battle between their relentless ambition and the exquisite pleasure of surrendering to temptation. Amid the decadent backdrop of blood-soaked loyalty and whispered betrayals, Valeria struggles with the growing conflict between her mission and the irresistible allure of a love that promises both ecstasy and ruin. In a world where trust is as fragile as a whispered secret and every caress could conceal a knife, Beneath the Crimson Veil is an erotic journey into the depths of passion, power, and betrayal. Here, the price of desire is steep, and the stakes are life and death—leaving both hearts and empires forever transformed by the flames of a forbidden love. Excerpt: The dim glow of the city lights cast jagged shadows across Adrian’s sharp features as he leaned against the edge of his desk, arms crossed, his gaze a storm of suspicion and something darker—something far more dangerous. Valeria stood across from him, her expression an intoxicating mix of defiance and amusement. She had perfected the art of playing innocent, but tonight, something in Adrian’s eyes made her heart pound in warning. “You’re up to something,” he said, voice low and measured, like the edge of a blade pressing against silk. She arched a brow, taking slow, deliberate steps toward him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. “Oh?” she mused, tilting her head. “And what exactly am I up to, amore mio?” Adrian’s jaw tightened. “You tell me.” A slow smirk curled her lips as she invaded his space, her fingers lightly grazing the lapel of his jacket. “You don’t have proof.” His eyes darkened, flicking down to where her fingers toyed with the fabric. “I don’t need proof,” he murmured. “I see it in your eyes. The way you watch me. Like you’re calculating your next move.” Valeria chuckled, the sound soft, teasing. “And here I thought you were the one watching me.” She dragged her nails lightly down his chest, feeling the way his muscles tensed beneath his tailored suit. “You want proof?” His hand shot out, gripping her wrist, but his touch wasn’t rough—it was deliberate, commanding. “Yes.” His voice dropped lower, nearly a whisper. “Prove it.” The challenge hung between them, thick with tension. Her pulse hammered in her throat, but she didn’t hesitate. She reached up, her fingers threading into his dark hair as she closed the space between them, her lips grazing his—soft, testing, before she deepened it.

In a world where stories are written in blood and roses have venomous thorns, Jack Thorne—a reclusive thirty-year-old who once found solace only in books—awakens as Riven, the ill-fated butler of Evangeline Vossaire, a lethally captivating villainess destined to die betrayed and forgotten. But Jack remembers her story—every plot twist, every enemy, every tragic end—and he’s determined to rewrite it. Armed with modern knowledge and a heart scarred by loneliness, Jack navigates a gilded world of masquerades, poisoned politics, and whispered threats. Yet the more he unravels Evangeline’s secrets—her buried vulnerability, her razor-sharp wit, the ghosts of her past—the harder it becomes to see her as the monster the novel painted. Torn between survival and the dangerous pull of empathy, Jack must outwit enemies who know his truth: that he’s an outsider with the power to change fate. But in a realm where trust is a knife and love is a weakness, can a man who hid from life become the one thing a villainess was never meant to have—a reason to hope? The Thorned Rose of House Vossaire is a sweeping tale of redemption, forbidden chemistry, and the fragile beauty of second chances. Perfect for fans of Bridgerton’s dark allure, The Cruel Prince’s intricate schemes, and the quiet power of The House in the Cerulean Sea. Here, love doesn’t soften edges—it sharpens them.

The heiress to a powerful tech company, Diane Lily Hoffman, had a tough childhood filled with lies and mistreatment. At 14, her cruel stepmother tricked her into thinking her father had sold her to his enemies. From there, the family who adopted her abused her physically and emotionally. Using her as a ploy to get rich, her adopted family forced her into what she thought was a loveless marriage with a plastic surgeon named Gabriel. Despite what she perceived as a lack of love, she found solace in her married life until her path was chosen for her again and lies were made to drive a wedge between her and Gabriel. The divorce was painful and she realised all too late that everything was not what it seemed. Unfortunately, the lies her family crafted were too much for Gabriel to ever give her a chance again. Just as she was about to die, Diane was given a second chance to fix her mistakes. Now reborn, Diane is ready to find her real father and ex-husband, seeking revenge on the family that betrayed her and taking back the life and justice she deserves. “Gabriel… what if it hurts? Will you still hold me close?” Diane’s voice trembled as she stepped back, gripping the edge of her shirt. “Diane, those scars tell your story, but I’ll rewrite the ending by erasing everything that’s been done to you.” Gabriel reached for her hand, and pulled her toward him. “With every cut, I promise to make sure that part of your past is gone.” “Bullets shot too soon; nobody can save me…” She shook her head, backing away, but he closed the distance, grasping her shoulders. “I promise, I’ll do everything to keep you safe, Diane.” He squeezed her shoulders gently. “No tears of yours will ever leave another trace.” “I wish I could have quit you, I wish I never missed you…” Her voice broke as she turned away, but he caught her wrist, spinning her back to face him. “If you die in this life, let me go too, so this time I can be right there with you.” Gabriel held her tight as if to shield her from the world’s pain. “It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife…”

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

Meet Yozora, the charming student council president with a love that’s as intense as it is terrifying. He's got a sharp smile, a dangerous edge, and a love for Momo that makes stalking look like a hobby. When Momo, an ordinary girl trying to avoid drama, accidentally becomes the center of his obsessive attention, things spiral from sweet gestures to… creepy behavior. Yozora’s “love” is full of flowers, threats, and knives—but all in the name of passion, right? Whether he’s writing her name on every scrap of paper he can find, cornering her with a knife in a back alley, or showing up uninvited just to remind her who she belongs to, Yozora isn’t going to let anything—or anyone—stand between him and his perfect girl. But Momo? She’s just trying to survive. Between dodging his unpredictable moods, refusing his advances, and desperately trying to keep her sanity intact, Momo has no idea what she’s gotten herself into. Can she survive his “love,” or will she fall victim to his twisted affection? Find out in this dark romance comedy where obsession is the ultimate love language—and Momo’s just trying not to get stabbed in the process. Warning: This book contains humor, romance, and seriously unhinged behavior. Read at your own risk—Yozora may just win you over. Or else.

Taryn fights monsters. Lucien is one. Season 1: Forced to team up by the very council she’s made to serve, Taryn finds herself trapped with Lucien—a vampire with too many secrets and a smile that makes her blood run hot. In the midst of growing dangers, the two of them must work together to survive. But the closer they get, the harder it becomes to tell where the real threat lies—outside their walls, or between them. Lucien knows better than to care. He’s spent years perfecting the art of detachment, but something about Taryn makes it impossible to stay indifferent. The fire she carries is fierce, dangerous—and every moment with her only stokes the flames higher. Bound by circumstance and haunted by shadows neither of them can outrun, Taryn and Lucien are playing a game they can’t afford to lose. The fire between them grows hotter with every step, but giving in might cost them everything. Some fires are meant to burn. Others consume. This one could destroy them both. Season 2: Framed for assassinations they didn’t commit, Taryn and Lucien are thrust into a deadly game where trust is scarce and betrayal lurks in every shadow. As the fragile peace between powerful factions begins to unravel, they must navigate a labyrinth of secrets and lies, uncovering dangerous truths about those who seek to control them. As tensions rise, their bond is tested in ways neither anticipated, and their personal struggles threaten to fracture their fragile partnership. Against the backdrop of a brewing war, new allies and enemies emerge, challenging their notions of trust and loyalty. As the season hurtles toward its climactic revelations, Taryn and Lucien must decide what they are willing to sacrifice—and who they can rely on—in a world that seeks to tear them apart. Season 3: When safety is a fleeting memory and enemies circle ever closer, Taryn, Lucien, and Kah’el find themselves bound by necessity in a secluded forest haven. As mysterious threats prowl the shadows and signs of encroaching danger multiply, the trio works to fortify their defenses while grappling with unspoken tensions and buried truths. Strange tracks near their clearing suggest a threat greater than any of them anticipated, forcing them into a delicate balance of survival and trust. For Taryn, every decision risks fracturing the fragile alliance that’s formed between them, as the boundaries of loyalty blur and their individual pasts clash with their shared present. Season 4: After months of running, fighting, and barely surviving, Taryn, Lucien, and Kah’el have found something they never expected—stability. A quiet town. A steady job. A place to rest. But peace is a fragile thing, and none of them know how to live without looking over their shoulders. Lucien thrives in the chaos of tavern life, slipping effortlessly into his role, as if he was always meant for this world. Taryn, on the other hand, struggles with the illusion of safety, waiting for the inevitable knife in the dark. And Kah’el? He watches them both, steady as ever, knowing that nothing stays easy forever. But the past doesn’t let go so easily. And no matter how well they play the part, they are still who they have always been—fighters, survivors, something sharp waiting to cut. For now, they have warmth, stolen moments, and a life they could almost believe in. But peace is just another kind of lie. And sooner or later, every lie breaks.

Thea fell in love with Ryder who is her childhood best friend.She kept her feelings hidden.A deceitful third party involvement manipulated Ryder into believing that she had broken his trust. ~Exceprt~ Thea's voice trembled as she grasped Ryder's hand. "Ry...Ryder, please listen." she begged, her eyes pleading for his attention. Ryder jerked his hand free from Thea's grasp, his expression hardening into ice. "I don't want to hear anything from you.You're no one to me from now on." "You are going to believe her?"her eyes welled up with tears. "I don't want to believe you.." Ryder spat, his eyes flashing with anger. "From now on, don't dare show your face to me." With those cutting words, he turned and walked away,leaving Thea shattered, her body racked with sobs as she collapsed to the ground. Years passed Thea returned to the city working as a waitress to support her life. But fate delivered a cruel blow when Ryder and his fiancee walked into the restaurant. "Didn't I say you better stay away from us?How dare you appear in front of us?" Thea's voice trembled as she spoke, her heart heavy with emotion. "Ry...Mr. Thompson," she corrected herself, her eyes locking onto his, "I never thought our paths would cross again, especially not here." "I made it clear previously that I never wanted to see you again.." he said, each word cutting through Thea like a knife, reopening old wounds and slicing through her fragile heart. Thea's eyes welled up with tears as she gazed into Ryder's, "I didn't mean to hurt you, Ryder..." she implored, her gaze clinging to his, desperate for him to see the sincerity in her eyes and believe her words. He scoffed,"Hurt?I hate you for what you did to her.How can you hurt my woman?" Thea looked at his eyes to find the glimmer of the boy she once knew.But that boy was gone replaced by a man consumed by rage and hatred for her. She knew she lost him forever.Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes. Will Thea and Ryder ever find their way back to each other, or is their love lost forever, a casualty of misunderstandings and hurtful words? Will they be able to overcome the lies and betrayal that tore them apart, or will their hearts remain forever fractured? ---------- This Novel is not translated but an original work written by author Audenzia_16.

I, Marius Devin, hereby reject and divorce you, Annika Lativia, as my mate." His voice is like a knife stabbing through her chest and cutting her heart into small pieces. He looks at her with a face that shows no emotion at all. At that moment, the princess knows that he is determined to cut her out of his life. "I, Annika Lativia, accept your rejection wholeheartedly. I hope you will be happy now, Alpha Prince." -/-/-/- Annika Lativia is a poor princess born without receiving love and affection from others. She was abused, maltreated, and threatened all her life. But because of a huge incident with her stepbrother, Annika was forced to flee away from her kingdom. When she thought her life would finally come to an end, an Alpha saved her and pulled her out of the abyss. He is Prince Marius Devin, the Alpha Prince of their enemy kingdom and her mate. Seeing her situation, the Alpha offered the princess a deal—He would marry her in exchange for a child. During the three years of their marriage, not only did Annika find herself loving her mate. She also succeeded in conceiving their child. But before the princess can share the news, Prince Marius divorces her and even ends their fated connection. Hurt and lost, Annika disappeared from their lives and promised not to come back. Seven years later, Annika has to go back to her kingdom due to some unavoidable circumstances. The moment it happens, Annika already knows she will need to face the people who broke her heart in the past including her former mate.

Jordan, a man thrown into an unforgiving world, must learn to adapt and survive against creatures far beyond what he’s ever known. Armed with a mysterious, evolving knife, he discovers that every battle, every creature slain, pushes him closer to a strength he never imagined. With each core he collects, his knife grows stronger, and so does he. But as his power increases, so do the dangers lurking in the shadows. Goblins, slimes, and worse stand between him and his only hope: understanding the truth behind his transformation. As the mark on his chest spreads, and his connection to the knife deepens, Jordan’s survival instincts are tested like never before. In this brutal world, can he master the power within him, or will the cycle of violence break him before he finds his answers?

Synopsis: It is not a city for the weak, Noctavia. Behind the upscale establishments, exclusive clubs, and respectable companies, this city is a crime hotspot. A place where deals conducted behind closed doors bring in both blood and money. Lilith Castellano occupies the highest position in this hierarchy as a predator rather than a victim. At the age of 18, Lilith has become a legend. Her face is as beautiful as that of a goddess, and her eyes are blue like a deep ocean that holds dark secrets. For anyone who disagrees with her, she is a nightmare despite her charm. Lilith is the leader of Casa Castellano, the deadliest mafia organization in Noctavia, and is responsible for both illegal businesses and the black market. But also the clandestine politics that maintain the power structure in this metropolis. Casa Castellano's main conference room was filled with the smell of cigars and an invisible tension. A huge man scowled at Lilith, his cheek scarred. "A little girl like you doesn't deserve to lead." He smirked and tapped the table with the tip of a little knife as he continued, "The mafia is a man's business." Lilith tapped her sharp fingernail against the red wine-filled crystal goblet and smiled softly. "Very funny," she responded flatly. "I also think a man like you doesn't deserve to live." The gunfire reverberated across the room before the man could react. Everyone ceased talking. Blood dripped from the man's forehead as he collapsed on the table. Calmly, Lilith set her silver revolver on the table. Then she took a sip of her wine as though nothing had occurred. "Is there anyone else who wants to dictate how I should lead?" He looked around the room before asking. Nobody was brave enough to speak. But there's always a cost to having power. Lilith is surrounded by treachery, fierce rivalry, and long-standing foes who want to see her fail. The Order of Tenebris, the group that previously decimated her family, has reappeared from the shadows with a plan she never saw coming. They're not just interested in taking his throne but also in unearthing the past he has long suppressed. Lilith has to make a decision between political intrigue, gang battles, and secrets that could alter everything. Fall as a pawn in a larger game or live as a queen. There is only one rule in a world where weakness is death and trust is a deadly weapon. Kill or be killed. And Lilith Castellano never chose to be a victim....

Evanna’s world came crashing down the moment the physician gave her mother 6 months left to live. But after discovering a long, lost secret hidden by the elves, the sheltered and naïve princess sets off on a quest to find the one item that could change the hands of fate. In order to do this, she must come face to face with the Flori, the heartless and deadliest of the elven kingdoms. Her plan disintegrates when she is caught red-handed in the elven kingdom, where the penalty for even crossing over to their land is death. However, the princess soon finds herself to be the shiny new toy for the cold-hearted elven prince to play with; determined, she does what she must to survive. Will she be able to escape from his clutches and make it home in time to help her mother, or will she find herself falling deeper into the elven world he introduces her to? [ COMPLETED ] *** SNEAK PEAK *** [ MATURE CONTENT ] "Do you know what we do to thief's here, Evanna?" She placed her fork of meat down on the plate soundlessly, her attention still on the king. Evanna subconsciously held onto the knife still. "No, your highness," Evanna replied politely. The king glanced at the prince, and she followed his gaze. "We chop off their hands," The prince finished. Evanna watched and pulled her hand back in time for the prince's knife to slam into the table where her hand was placed. She gasped; another hand had been stabbed, sticking them to the wood. A loud yelp sounded from behind her. Within a flash, the prince stood up, pulled a sword out from his side, and swung it down on the man's wrist, dismembering the hand from his body. Blood squirted out and coated the table before her, along with her plate of food. The man fell back, wailing and holding his wrist. Evanna watched in shock as the guards came forwards and dragged him away. She looked back at the prince, who was wiping his blade with a handkerchief nonchalantly before sheathing it. Her attention was brought back to the king, who continued to eat as though nothing had happened. "Just remember that the next time you wish to steal from us." The king said lightly as he relaxed his cutlery and stared at Evanna, "You may be my son's new plaything, dressed up to look pretty, but do not fool yourself into thinking that he will release you once he is bored of you. You took something of great importance to him." ------------------- DISCLAIMER: *MATURE CONTENT* Graphic Violence Strong Language Sexual Content Attempted Rape ----------------- Book Cover Design: I own the book cover so please do not use it :) Artwork illustrated by @if.__art Graphic design done by @katielord.designs Both found on Instagram^^ ------------------- Support me on Instagram: @kelly_starrz or join me on discord where you can chat to me/ ask questions: Kelly_Starrz#5020 Discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa --------------------

[Main Plot Completed] A love doomed from the start, a lost cause, a losing battle—and yet, neither hearts are willing to let go until the very end. ----- Arlan Cromwell, the epitome of the perfect Crown Prince. All he wants is to live a normal life of a human but the life of a dragon is anything but normal. He has but one goal—to find his runaway betrothed and behead her. What happens when he discovers that the woman who has snagged his heart is the one he vowed to kill? Oriana, a Black Witch, disguising herself as a man, has spent her entire life on the run without knowing what she is running away from. When the mysteries of her past slowly catch up to her, she has no one to turn to…except Arlan. But when she learns that the man she has given her heart to is the same man who wants to kill her, how can she accept the cruel card life dealt her? Two people with secrets to keep, identities to hide, and answers to find. When the certain darkness threatens to take Oriana away, will the Dragon be able to protect his mate? ----- Excerpt- “If I knew you were my betrothed, I would have killed you the very first moment we met." Arlan's gaze darkened with hatred. “If I knew I was betrothed to you, I would have killed myself before you even killed me!” Oriana mirrored the same emotions as him. He pulled out a dagger and offered it to her. “It’s not too late. Just slit your throat with this and you'll bleed out painlessly.” She accepted the knife, her fingers clutching its handle tightly. The next moment, he was pressed against the wall and the knife was on the right side of his neck. “How about I try it on you first, my betrothed?” “Feel free to try. But when you fail, this knife will first taste your grandpa's blood, then yours.” Anger rose in her eyes, and the next moment, blood was flowing through the right side of his neck. She cut deep enough to severe an important blood vessel. “You should not have challenged me,” she sneered and stepped back, waiting for him to collapse. He simply smirked and brushed his finger along the deep wound on his neck. “Seems like you failed.” She watched the wound on his neck heal on its own and felt shocked to her bones. “You.. what are you?” “Guess?” ----- Instagram- mynovel.20 Facebook- Author mynoveltwenty

When Mara Kline returns to her late grandmother’s remote house in Canada to settle its affairs, she expects dust and silence. Instead, she finds a relic of the past—a rotary phone in the attic that inexplicably rings despite being unplugged. Against her better judgment, she answers. On the other end is Ellie, a frightened girl claiming she is hiding somewhere in the very same house—but in 1999. A masked man with a burlap-covered face and a rusted knife is hunting her. At first, Mara dismisses the calls as a cruel prank or a lingering symptom of her childhood trauma. But soon, reality itself begins to shift. Muddy footprints appear on the hardwood floor when no one is there. Familiar objects rearrange themselves into echoes of her past. A fresh scar forms on her arm, mirroring the injuries Ellie describes in real time. The deeper she digs, the more the house tightens its grip, twisting time and memory until past and present blur into one waking nightmare. As the calls grow more desperate, Mara realizes the masked figure may not be a stranger—it may be something far worse: a manifestation of her father’s grief and rage, shaped by loss and twisted by time. Old diaries appear, filled with entries she doesn’t remember writing. Visions of a childhood she thought she had buried claw their way back into her mind. Trapped in a house that refuses to let go, Mara must unravel the truth before she becomes just another ghost of its history. But even if she breaks the cycle, some echoes never truly fade.