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Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In a world where power and martial strength reign supreme, James Martin Juggler, a child born with the memories of his past life, finds himself trapped by a mysterious force—a system restriction that seals his past consciousness. For six long years, James is nothing more than a numb-minded child, unaware of the immense power and secrets locked within him. However, as the system's grip begins to loosen, James regains his full awareness and an entirely new consciousness, setting the stage for a destiny filled with untold power. The world James inhabits is divided into 72 continents, each one a sprawling landmass larger than Asia. These continents are ruled by powerful beings known as Masters—individuals whose might far surpass ordinary mortals. There are only 3000 Masters scattered across the world, and despite the global population of hundreds of trillions of people, they hold absolute power over everything. These Masters are revered, feared, and untouchable, wielding god-like powers, capable of reshaping the very fabric of their lands with a mere thought. At the pinnacle of power is the Fire Master, an entity so powerful that his very sneeze can alter the fate of an entire continent. The Fire Master is the second strongest among the Masters, and his control over the continent James was born on is absolute. However, the hierarchy among the Masters is cutthroat—rankings can be deadly, and even the tenth-ranked Master could easily decimate the bottom half of the Masters with minimal effort. The power disparity is vast, and the Masters, while seemingly invincible, are not without their own struggles. James must navigate this brutal world, seeking to overthrow the existing power structure and rise to the top. His journey is filled with challenges: facing the greedy, self-indulgent Masters who loot, fight, and scheme to satisfy their lust for power, wealth, and pleasure. These Masters are notorious for their lack of self-control, dignity, and shame. They view the world as their playground, with little regard for the lives they crush underfoot. As James regains his memories and unlocks his latent abilities, he must ask himself: can he become a Master who rules not only with unparalleled power but also with wisdom and honor? Will he be able to defeat the power-hungry, corrupt Masters who have no qualms about exploiting and destroying everything for their own gain? Can he rise through the ranks and become the world's true ruler, or will he be consumed by the very system he seeks to overthrow? With the fate of the 72 continents at stake, James' journey is one of discovery, vengeance, and the ultimate question: can a single person truly change the world, or will the powerful forces of greed and corruption always prevail? Geopolitical Landscape: The world James lives in is split into 72 continents, each ruled by a different Master. These Masters wield unimaginable power, controlling vast territories, armies, and wealth. The continents are not only geographic divisions but also political ones, each one with its own systems of government, economy, and unique resources. Some continents are peaceful, others are embroiled in constant conflict, but all fall under the influence of the powerful Masters. At the top of the hierarchy are the Top 10 Masters, whose strength is enough to reshape entire continents with a flick of their fingers. Even the 3000th-ranked Master is a force to be reckoned with, capable of wiping out entire armies with ease. These individuals are the true rulers of the world, shaping the course of history from the shadows, and their ambitions know no bounds. The Masters and their Power: the 10th ranked master is strong enough to kill all the humans on earth taking head on the nukes and all the other weapons and still not even a single scratch will appear on his body

"Let me take a look." Mr. Wright’s voice was calm, professional even, but his touch—steady and assured as he lifted me onto the desk—was anything but ordinary. His hands, broad and strong, lingered just a moment too long on my arm as he steadied me, sending an unwelcome but undeniable shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, trying not to notice the way his tie loosened slightly as he leaned in or the faint scent of cedarwood and worn pages that seemed to follow him everywhere. He was close enough now that I could see the faint worry lines etched into his brow as he carefully slid the strap of my uniform off my shoulder. "Alina," he said softly, his voice low but tinged with exasperation, "why do you always end up hurt?" His fingers ghosted over the darkened skin near my collarbone, examining it with the precision of someone who cared too much but tried not to show it. "You need to stop being reckless," he murmured, his tone shifting, softer now. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office, and I’ll deal with them." It was a simple offer, but I had to remind myself, loudly and firmly, that this was my Mr.. The man responsible for my education, not... whatever my mind was trying to turn him into. "Mr. Wright," I started, trying to regain control of the situation—and my racing heart. "This really isn’t a big deal. I can handle myself." His jaw tightened ever so slightly, and for a fleeting moment, I thought he might argue. Instead, he stepped back, his hands falling away from me as if realizing they’d overstayed their welcome. --------------------------------------------------------------- Alina Hart, a sharp-tongued high school senior, hides behind sarcasm and wit to mask the pain of fractured family life. Shipped off to a prestigious boarding school by a father who no longer sees her, Alina struggles to find her place in a world of strict rules and academic expectations. Enter Mr. Cristiano Wright, a 27-year-old literature teacher whose calm demeanor and sharp intellect make him both an enigma and a fasciChrision. Tasked by Alina’s older brother Ethan to keep an eye on her, Wright finds himself drawn to the complexity beneath her rebellious exterior. In the backdrop of Shakespearean sonnets and Romantic poetry, Alina and Wright navigate an increasingly fraught connection. What begins as reluctant mentorship soon transforms into a tangled web of forbidden emotions, unspoken words, and an undeniable pull that neither can ignore. Set against the bustling corridors of an urban high school and the quiet corners of a library filled with unspoken confessions, Silent Flames, Forbidden Paths explores the fine line between admiration and desire, duty and vulnerability. As Alina and Wright grapple with their feelings, they must confront their moral boundaries and the cost of their choices. Can they maintain the lines they’ve drawn, or will their emotions blur them beyond recognition?

Mature Content! Maisie loosened her grip against the cloth on her chest, it fell to the ground, rendering her naked in front of him. "Do you still see me as a child, I'm all grown up now" She said with a sly smile on her lips, causing the man to look at her. The desire in his eyes didn't escape her gaze. His deep voice rang in the room, "Can you satisfy me, huh, Maisie" He called out her name seductively. Now she doesn't know who was seducing who. "Sure" She responded. Leif who was comfortable until now felt something throb in his trouser, he groaned, "Don't regret this" "I won't" she declared firmly, "We're married, it's normal for us to have sex" She said brazenly. *** 17-year-oldd Maisie is a cute, sweet but hot-tempered girl who lives with her old parents in a cottage by the woods. She had incurred a curse; she would fart whenever she was angry and would cry whenever she was happy. She had to remain neutral but it was impossible, she wasn't a rock! When she clocks 18, she started having weird dreams, abilities that ordinary humans can't possess, in her quest to find out who she was and how she incurred the curse, she met Leif who changed her life. Gave her so much happiness and love she could ever desire and she gave him everything she had too! However, he soon figured out that she was a witch, those they had been at war with, he was torn between his love for her and customs. Likewise, the elders in the covens would never allow her to be together with him. How would she protect their love?

Alia finds out her boyfriend had been having affair with her best friend on her birthday. She gets saved from the corrupted once’s by the guy she met on her way out of her boyfriend’s place. She finds out his her mate and unfortunately her ex boyfriend elder brother and Alpha of his pack. She finds out his in love with another lady who has been in coma. Being forced to marry him she tries to win his love. As Jaden begins to loosen up. Alia’s worst fear happens. Jadens lover wakes up. Would she be able to have him to her self or would she let another take her mate and aloha from her? Will Jaden refuse his mate?

[R18 warning] “Where do you think you are going?”Nash asks pulling Liana back and pushing her into the wall . Liana glares at him “None of your business,Mr. Hallox.Let go of me” Nash chuckle darkly and leans in closer “You dare show this attitude to me after rubbing another guy into my face?Letting you go?Never!” Liana puts her hand on his chest ,trying to push him away but he doesn’t bulge.He wraps his hand around her waist and pulls her close . “What the hell do you want,Nash?You didn’t want me so i left your world .So why are you being like this now?”Liana asks feeling tired as she slumps in his arms. Nash bowed his head and kissed her neck softly “My world is you ,Liana.I messed up but i will make everything right.I will chase after you until you feel satisfied,love.But you have to give me a chance .Dont run away from me like this.I promise,i will make it up to you.” Feeling angry from his words Liana stomped hard on his foot and he hissed in pain. His arms around her loosened and she got away from him “Live your life and let me live mine,Mr.Hallox.I have moved on and i certainly dont have any plan to look back”Liana says looking at him coldly. Nash strides towards her with anger visible on his face “Moved on?Who did you move on with?That Loser Jake?!” He grabs her nape and pulls her close. “Fuck Nash!Have you become a thug or what?!Why the hell are you grabbing me again and again ?”Liana says trying to get out of his hold. “Liana,this is the first and last warning i am giving you.”he says and leans in closer . “If i see Jake anywhere near you or if i find out that you contacted each other,i will make sure to destroy his life and everything that he has.I will pull him down from his fucking empire to the road and leave him with nothing ”he whispers in her ears. Liana’s eyes widen in shock as her heart is beating wildly in her chest. But her shock is short lived as suddenly her mouth is covered by a hunger pair of possessive lips and a pair of strong hands start to roam her body and grope her . ~~~~ After four years of marriage,Liana was still unable to melt her husband’s heart.One day,she hears him promise his childhood sweetheart that he will divorce her. Gathering whatever self respect was left,she divorces him and goes away . When she comes back after 3 years,she is the ceo of a powerful company and daughter of the richest family.But whats more surprising is that,she has a child with her and that child looks like her..ex husband?! Her husband becomes crazy after finally finding her and offers to get married again.But he gets ignored by the billionaire heiress. When he finally finds out about the child,he pesters his ex wife to get together again. But what shocks Liana more is how obsessed he has became with her. He stalks her ,beats up anyone who tries to get close to her and pampers her like crazy.Moreover,it seems like he has gotten addicted to her body?!

"Let me call the doctor " I move to press the emergency button but she pulls me back. "I think it's because am hungry " I heard her say. "Ahh...oh okay ,let me get you some food " I said but her hold doesn't loosen. "Vera " I call to her ,you need to let me go first . "Can't you stay for awhile ,I want to look at you more" she says instead. So I laid back in bed and let her gaze up at me . "Am sorry your in pain cause of me " I whisper. She smiled sliding closer to me ,she hides in my chest like a child seeking warmth . So I carrass her holding her tightly as I could. "I like the sound of your heartbeat " she murmured. I smiled for even if it wasnt me she liked ,it was still my heartbeat. ....... Even after years since she helped him, Alec hasn't forgotten her . So when she needs help he jumps in to offer it giving him another chance to win over ,Verana .

The fall of Afghanistan and the situation within the pacific has the United States begun to loosen its grip on the coalitions they once established. With the sentiment of a full out war between china was believed. Incidents and some circumstances would have them do military exercises with the associates within the pacific and the Atlantic to keep them the ready status of a none existed war. July 1, 2022. With independence day for America, being around the corner, preparation for the holiday was ramping up, with stores and shops shortly going on sale as the San Francisco. as one man would remember. Off-duty major James Lillian walked in the streets of San Francisco as he and his dog walked around, the city he lives in, watching the Golden Gate Bridge, The beginning of seeing the new world soon would be open at his very eyes and the day that America would join upon to a new war. Based on the Series of GATE.

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

In the kingdom of Ustaria, power and ambition rule, and the throne is the ultimate prize. As the once-mighty King Harley Pennington succumbs to age and illness, the question of who will succeed him sets the royal family and noble houses into a spiraling conflict. Harley, a shrewd but frail monarch, clings desperately to his power, unable to choose between his children, each vying for the throne in their own way. His favoritism toward his reckless youngest son, Prince David, blinds him to the chaos he is creating, as the kingdom teeters on the edge of collapse. The eldest son, Prince Harris, is a seasoned warrior and natural leader, but his impulsive nature and reliance on brute strength make him a divisive figure at court. Princess Ruby, the youngest daughter, is beloved by the people for her intelligence and grace, yet she remains entangled in the webs of court intrigue, unwillingly used as a political pawn. Princess Lilliana, with her foreign ties and secret ambitions, hides her cunning behind a mask of loyalty, biding her time to make her own play for power. Meanwhile, Lord Hugo Wilde, a cunning and vengeful noble, plots in the shadows to usurp the Pennington dynasty. His son, Elliot Wilde, a charming yet calculating figure, is caught between his father’s ambition and his growing love for Princess Ruby. As their dangerous romance unfolds, Elliot becomes embroiled in the deadly game of thrones, balancing his loyalty to his father with the allure of true love. Within the royal court, alliances shift and betrayals simmer beneath the surface. The noble houses, restless and hungry for power, begin to align themselves with different heirs. Foreign nations bribe Ustaria’s nobility, stoking the flames of civil war, and the kingdom is soon caught in a storm of political machinations, secret affairs, and deadly rivalries. As King Harley’s grip on the throne loosens, the Pennington children—each with their own secrets, desires, and dark pasts—are thrust into a brutal contest for the crown. Old loyalties are shattered, and trust becomes a rare commodity. When the king finally falls, the battle for Ustaria’s future will begin, and the cost of the crown may be more than any of them can bear. In this tale of power, betrayal, and love, the true enemy may not be the one holding the sword, but the one holding your heart.

A girl had been locked away in a basement, her condition dire. Her wrists were tied with ropes, and her face reflected fear and exhaustion. Four men stood in the room, mocking her pain with twisted enjoyment. One of them laughed and said, “Don’t bother trying to escape, it’s impossible for you to get out of here.” Another added, “Let’s go outside for a smoke, leave her here to rot. We’ll be back in a while.” Laughing, the four men left the basement, shutting the door behind them. The girl quickly composed herself, determined to free herself from the ropes. After several moments of struggle, she finally loosened the bonds. Her hands and legs were badly bruised, but she ignored the pain and pushed forward. She slipped out of the basement and ran into the dark alley. Her torn gown fluttered in the cold night air, and her loose hair flew wildly behind her as she sprinted, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Despite the pain and fatigue, she didn’t stop. Silence surrounded her, except for the sound of her footsteps echoing in the night. Her body ached, but she kept going, her steps growing more desperate with every passing second. Eventually, she found herself at the edge of a dense forest. Through her blurred vision, she saw a river flowing ahead. There was a faint glimmer of hope in her eyes as she stumbled towards it. Kneeling by the water, she tried to drink, her hands shaking. But before she could take more than a few sips, her strength gave out, and she collapsed unconscious by the riverbank. Outside Mumbai – Edge of the Forest On the edge of this forest stood a grand cottage, owned by Abir Rajvansh. Abir Rajvansh – 30 years old, standing 6 feet 2 inches tall, with sharp features, a wheatish complexion, and a dark, commanding aura. On the surface, Abir appeared as a successful businessman, but deep down, his life was a storm of secrets. Cold and ruthless, Abir viewed the world as nothing more than a game to be played. His eyes always reflected a hidden hatred and anger, emotions he had buried deep within. The Personality of Abir Rajvansh Abir’s calm exterior hid a mind constantly at war. His past cast long shadows over his soul, making him indifferent to the emotions of others. To him, people were mere pawns, and those who dared to challenge him often found their lives reduced to ashes. He had never tasted defeat and knew how to erase his enemies in silence, leaving no trace behind. Abir had come to his cottage with a group of friends to celebrate his birthday. But their celebration was interrupted when one of his friends, who had gone near the river, discovered the unconscious girl lying there. Abir was informed immediately. He raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, “A girl? Out here, in this wilderness?” Questions filled his mind, but he knew something unusual was at play. When Abir saw the girl lying there, her lifeless face and disheveled state, he couldn’t take his eyes off her for a moment. There was a strange restlessness in his gaze that he didn’t quite understand. Without hesitation, he ordered his men to carry her inside the cottage. Now, the question loomed—who was this girl, and how had she ended up here? Abir was eager to uncover the truth, but something else stirred in his heart—an unfamiliar emotion that he couldn’t quite place.

*Expect* will tear's in her eyes, she held his arm in her's as her got closer to him and like a soft prayer, she whispered. "Wi-will we still be friends." Charles stare at the little girl for a few seconds will out saying anything non did he showed any expression on his face which brought more tears to the girl eyes, but she stop when she felt he placed his forehead on hers and when she moved her eyes to his face, he grace her with pleasant smile which she has never seen to hear him say softly. "You silly fool, of course we're still friends and nothing will change that," She felt his hand loosen from her hand for he to pull her to a huge as he whispered to her. "We might not see each other again, he paused. but I promise you one thing," He said, pulling back to look into her glassy red eyes, "I will never forget you, no matter how many years or centuries it takes, I can never forget you, my Raven." ********** A centuries old war between the faixy and human still rage on, but what will happen when a young human prince fines comfort with a little faixy girl, who is on a quest to fine her mysterious mother but suddenly fines more than she can handle. but will the two finally able to stop the long-bitter war or will they be face a much greater enemy. And will they friendship changed or grow into something else.

(WARNING, THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.) [ON HOLD FOR THE MEAN TIME] ______________ "Let go of me." She uttered coldly at the young man that wrapped one of his hands around her waist, from behind, as they hid in the shade of a dark corner, that could barely contain the two of them. She has never been touched so intimately like this by the opposite gender. The feel of his hand around her waist and the heat from his body, repulsed her. He pulled her closer to his chest and whispered in her ear, in a low but harsh tone; "Shut up! Are you trying to blow our cover!? If you would prefer to be held by those guys, then please, go ahead, be my guest. Just don't implicate me." The man's grip on her waist began loosening and slipping off. When this happened, she noticed that a part of her body was protruding out of the corner. This frightened her. Instinctively, she caught the man's hand before it had completely slipped off her waist and pushed her body onto his. Every part of her behind rested on the man now. "Shameless," He uttered in disgust. His words cut through her like a knife would. It was clear in the way he spoke that he wasn't interested in touching her. In a way, she felt insulted, she couldn't figure out how the man behind her felt disgusted by her body. Her body was to die for. Suddenly, she felt a hard bulge poking the upper part of her butt cheek. Knowing what it was, she smirked. "Vile hypocrite!!" She uttered loudly in triumph. "Aayyoo boys!! I heard a sound coming from over there!!" Immediately they heard this, the smirk on the girl's face disappeared and was replaced with fear. Her heart began beating faster and harder, scared of what was about to befall them. "I told you to shut up." The guy said angry before pushing her off his body and taking off. This scared the girl, she thought that he was leaving her to die, as if cold water had been splashed on her, she regretted her actions... _____________ A story about a young man that meets the many faces reality has. He struggles to fit-in, in a society that rejects a presence like his. His not-so-financially stable family struggling to pay the debts that they owe and trying to provide a better life and a better opportunity for their kids. He is faced with many obstacles, from his parents, his emotions, and the people around him. Not long after getting a scholarship to study at one of the most prestigious universities in the world, he found out that there was something he wanted to do. For the first time in his life, he wanted something so bad that it affected his rationality, he wanted to play soccer. He fell in love with the game, the joy that it brought to his heart, the peace that it brought to his mind. This game of ball brewed dreams for him, dreams different from the ones his parents had for him. This could only mean trouble to him. Join in and read as he struggles to try and live up to his dreams and the dreams of his parents. Learn his Odyssey to stardom... __________ Note: MOST OF THE PLACES, CHARACTERS, AND ORGANIZATIONS IN THIS BOOK ARE FICTIONAL. DISCLAIMER: THE COVER OF THE BOOK WAS BORROWED. IF THE OWNER SEES IT AND WANTS IT REMOVED, PLEASE INDICATE IN THE REVIEW OR COMMENT SECTION.

“Get your bloody self off me! After killing my son, you still have the nerves to ask for a chance to father my adopted child.” Viola struggled to loosen Leonardo's grip on her when he pinned her to the wall and asked for forgiveness and a second chance to be a father to their son after decades of being apart. At the age of fifteen, Viola vowed to do anything to save her dying mother, and lucky enough, she found refuge in the hands of Mrs. Vera Vans, who accidentally hit her on the highway. A few years down the line, Viola caught the attention of the only son and heir of the Van's family, Leonardo Vans, and they ended up happily married. Mrs. Vans despised Viola's union with her son and did everything in her power to get them divorced. Losing her parents, her marriage, and her child in the same year, Viola decided to leave the country and came back after twenty-two years with her adopted son, Nicole, to take revenge on those that tormented her life, but the sharp Leonardo was quick to discover that her adopted son is the product of their union twenty-three years ago, and he came begging for a second chance. Would Viola forgive and accept him back? Then what is the fate of his mother, who masterminded their divorce? Would Nicole easily accept him as a father, remembering the sufferings he passed through in the past? What is the fate of Leonardo's wife and her children if Viola decides to get back with him?

[Warning… Mature content.] Seventeen years old Silja Castemont, a beautiful, prideful, and mysterious princess of Atlanea. The simple life of Princess Silja started to fill with questions a few days before she approached her eighteenth birthday. Series of horrible dreams and unusual events made her simple life complicated. But that wasn't all. She didn't know her act of helping an old guy would turn out to be a ticket to attend a bride choosing ceremony of the prince of the biggest kingdom of North. What will happen when a princess is forced to attend the ceremony by the groom's Father? Will she be able to find a way to escape this marriage? *** Donovan Regalhelm, eldest Prince of the Northern Empire. Handsome, powerful, cold-hearted, Evil. His father forced him to choose a bride before his 28th birthday. What will happen when a cold-blooded prince sees something interesting when he meets Princess Silja for the first time? He forced her to marry him by all means but the reason behind it wasn't love. What was so special about the princess of the small Atlanea kingdom? ***Excerpt*** The bride, dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting inside the decorated wedding chamber. Soon the door opened and she heard the heavy footsteps coming closer. Silja lifted her head and saw his handsome profile hidden in the shadows. "Stand up." He ordered in his usual heavy indifferent voice. Silja gazed at him for a moment with her misty hazel eyes but followed his order anyway. The dress was heavy, making her movements clumsy. "Striped." He ordered as she stood up in front of him. "Huh?" Silja snapped her head and looked at him in shock. "I said, stripped all the clothes." He repeated The girl was so shocked that she couldn't react. "Ohh do you want me to help you? What a naughty princess we have here." He moved his feet and started to walk around her in a circle. He stood behind her and moved his fingers in the air and with movements of his hand the laces of her dress started to loosen up. Silja felt her dress loosen and hastily tried to secure it. He came forward after opening all the laces from behind. And with just another snap of his fingers the dress fell on the floor. "Nooo" The girl's eyes were filled with tears but she refused to let them fall. And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place. In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air. "Interesting." He smiled like a devil. ### Hello, guys. Please support the book and add it to the library. # Cover edited by ImagineTishaD. The picture doesn't belong to me credit goes to original creat Anna stokes.

Lin Xiaowan and Huo Zheng had been married for three years. Lately, Huo Zheng had started becoming busy with work. However, Lin Xiaowan still detected a strange perfume scent on his clothes. Lin Xiaowan didn't want to doubt her husband. Unfortunately, the day before their anniversary, she discovered that Huo Zheng had been with his first love and picking out a ring. He had even lied to her about having to work overtime. Feeling disheartened, she left, only to meet with a fatal accident. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in time when she had been still with Huo Zheng, but yet to marry. Suddenly, his first love, whom Lin Xiaowan had never met in her previous life, appeared at their doorstep... There would be no wedding ceremony. With a cold look, Lin Xiaowan discussed breaking up with Huo Zheng. "Marry Huo Zheng again? Hah. Not unless he's a dog! "'...Woof, woof." Huo Zheng barked. Gao Liang said, "Huo Zheng has never cheated on anyone, nor has he ever had a first love. Huo'er is a devoted man! Everything happens for a reason. He used to be a tight-lipped man, but he later loosened up because if he stayed quiet, his wife would run off in anger!"

Vampire world .............in a very dark planet with no trace of light, in an outskirt of the planet there stood no structure except a highly guarded cave and seen sneaking into the cave while mumbling to himself was a young vampire who has an apperance of a teen. "Weak ptff, I will show them who is weak you know bro no one ever called me weak when we were a duo" ellan said Now inside the cave he used his nail to give himself a cut on the palm of his hands allowing his blood to drop on the spherical shaped platform and took several steps back Moments later his father came running in, "Stop I wont allow you to do this" his father said pushing him away from the pillar and pinning him to the wall with his hands on his throat. You have no idea what you are unleashing!!!! His father yelled tighten his grip Struggling to speak ellan said "actually I do,a brother" "Correction adopted besides releasing him now he will be mentally unstable" his father said "Then take him to her...."ellan said but his father knowing what he was about to say tighted his grip on her "She died!!! and even if she has reincarnated she will be a human on earth and it against the law to leave the vampire settlement without permission there will be consequences" his father said. "Unluckily for them neither Dylan nor I abide by the law" he said smiling.then his father heard a noise loosening his grip on his son throat and turning around to take a look at the location of the noise he saw an empty open coffin. but ellan took the opportunity to run after Dylan. "The alarm went off then I came here as quickly as I could what happened here?" the prison guard said bringing him back to reality "Oh no what have you done" he muttered silently ...............

"The balance of two worlds had been broken, and whenever there's an imbalance there is chaos." Who will ever think, that a simple, introverted, hard-working college girl, is fated to be the one, to untangle the turmoil and put both worlds back into stability? Timothea's used to be simple life was stirred by a dream. She started loving a man of her dream, literally. However, it seems her dreams aren't just simple dreams, and the imaginary love of her life is not so imaginary after all. But a manifestation of her extraordinary life of mysteries and conundrums. Not only to herself but also to the people around her. This is a story of reality mixed fantasy, a story of love, life, and war, between self-identity, good and evil, of witches and fairies. Shifting between two dimensions of the human world and Ayorko's mystical realm. A fight for power, a fight for love. Dare to read chapter seven onwards, and you're not gonna loosen your grip. I would like to acknowledge these girls, who helped me with my cover. The model, photographer, and production staff, namely Kyla, Carla, and Metch. Thanks, girls!!

My name is dolly. I accidentally transmigrated into the r18 novel "the heavenly light to his dark life" To my badluck I became a sub-villian who is the fiance of the crown prince and has a sad ending.I came up with a plan to avoid the him but I entangled with him more. Here I am standing before my childhood friend and my fiancee the crown prince. He is eagerly waiting to know what I am going to say with a breathtaking smile on his handsome face. Who would have thought that the cold and cruel crown prince can smile so beautifully " I want to break our engagement" I said gathering my courage. The smile on his face disappeared and his face became expressionless. His cold grey eyes narrowed at me. "I will not allow you to cancel this engagement" he declared. His cold voice gave me chills. He started coming close to me,my heartbeat is rising with each step he is taking towards me and said the words which I never want to hear from him " don't ever think of leaving me Lina ". Then he bought his lips close to my ears and whispered " you are mine Lina,my angel,only mine,just like how I am yours. No one can stop this engagement no one can stop me from making you mine.So leave such useless thoughts and prepare yourself to be my empress . I will rule the empire and you can rule me." Then pulled me by my waist I kept my hands on his chest to prevent my chest from touching his. He he gripped my jaw and kissed my cheek hardly as if punishing me for uttering such words and said " don't think of running away my little rabbit even you are in hell I will follow you and drag you with me because you are born for me and born to be mine.This is the first time that is why I am leaving you without next time if you utter such words you will be punished baby. So never ever think of leaving because it's impossible. Got it baby." The is a look of madness in his eyes which is giving me chills and the close proximity is not at all helping. I nodded my head. "Words babygirl"he said tightening his hold on my waist pulling me closer till there is no space between us. "O..ook....okay"I said shuttering and I tried to get out of his hold but he only tightened his hold on me. I looked up at him, his grey eyes staring at me intensely I immediately looked away from him as I couldn't hold his stare then he asked "will you ever try to leave me?". "N..nnoo" I said mentally cursing myself for shuttering,I looked at him again he had satisfied expression on his face as if he is pleased by my answer.A beautiful smile made its way on his face. I thought he is in a good mood after listening to my answer so I asked him carefully "p...p.please l...let g..go of ..m..me". He then started loosening his hold as ,I was about to breathe a sigh of relief ,he suddenly tightened his hold ,kissed my other cheek near to my lips I stiffend as his sudden kiss left me dumbfounded. Then he left me slowly his other hand is caressing my cheek as he whispered lovingly to me"goodnight angel have sweet dreams only about me". Then kissed my forehead before making some distance between us. I whispered "g...goodnight" with that I ran away from him thinking how my life changed this way.

[18+] I’m Elena. My mother died when I was 10. After that, my dad married my mom’s friend, who was his secretary too. And now I’m lying on her son’s arm. I never thought he would do it with me. Paul was on me while I was staring out the window of the car. He was quietly sleeping. I was stroking his hair and singing a song that had previously been recited by Mom. Suddenly, the surroundings lit up slowly. It was going to be dawn soon. I put my voice down. He was still clutching me tightly in his sleep. I attempted to loosen his grip. In anguish, I closed my eyes. My lower back and lower body were in excruciating pain. I gently put his head on the seat and smiled at him. I softly called his name, “Paul.” “You know how much I love you." “But now it’s irrelevant to me,” I said as I stroked his hair. “Are you sure you love me?” “Then you gave me the ability to hurt you, too.” I kissed him on the lips right after saying. I got out of the car after giving him my farewell kiss. I didn’t feel any pain. The wound on my back had already turned black and crimson. I made my way to my room. ** Paul Wilson is a boy with paranoid disorder who falls in love with Elena D'souza, who was his childhood friend. But it appears that their fates do not have to be tied together. For various reasons, they begin to break apart. She despises him more than anything else, but Paul desires complete possession of her. Because of his nature, he hurts her, but if someone else harms her, he doesn't hesitate to hurt them as well. Can his paranoid love overcome the barriers and unite them? Can Elena change him for the better? **Stories** *My tempting dummy/ Uncle, love me deeper. *Under the sunshine *Villainess trains her assassin [Weekly Targets 100 power stones= 2 bonus chapters. 200 power stones= 3 bonus chapters. 300 power stones= 4 bonus chapters. 10 Golden Tickets= 2 bonus chapters. 50 Golden Tickets= 4 bonus chapters.]

Lu Chen was sitting in a tea restaurant in this strange city. He always felt that it was still not safe and not far away. Looking at the people around him, he was a little creepy. He always felt that someone would rush up and immediately twisted himself. Maybe, this is a marijuana bag directly! After thinking about it for half an hour, he decided to escape again! Go farther! This escaped 3,400 kilometers, at least one or two thousand kilometers. He turned on the mobile phone Baidu and watched the map and pondered for a while. He chose Yunzhou City, Fuhai Province, which was 1,500 kilometers away. Intersection He opened his travel bag and looked at the only stack of 100 yuan bill inside, with a trace of grudge on his face. Damn, just a month ago, this money was not enough for him to call friends to go to the bar for a night. He couldn't help but scold: "Special! Wan Qian, you humiliated Lao Tzu so much, hurting Lao Tzu so miserably. Even the bank card dare not use it, you can only use cash. Sooner or later, I will ... uh, no, do n’t, do n’t have this day. goodbye." In this case, there is absolutely no place to loosen. Having said that he seemed to have dangled those two unbearable days. That morning, in the most luxurious suite in Jiaying's highest -level hotel, he was sleeping with a thousand charming little stars. Suddenly, the door was opened! boom! It was not just the opening, the whole door flew in, hitting the wall across the door fiercely, and cracking the wallpaper. The chandeliers on the ceiling shake fiercely! And the door to fly is not a powerful man in Kong Wu, but a sturdy, cold and very female paper. She walked over and lifted the quilt suddenly, revealing two light personal body. The little star screamed, and was dizzy by the female man's slap. And Lu Chen, the hair was dragged by the female Han paper, dragging it out. In the living room outside, there are seven or eight men and women who have stood or eight or eight gloomy or embarrassed.

Suffering defines the concept of a man whom is greatly afflicted by external and internal forces. Suffering knows no bounds nor does it spare anyone. Whomever it sinks its teeth into it never loosens its grip. Suffering has manifested itself in the life of Peter Xavier Atkinson, born in an impoverished environment, he sought to explore the wonders of the world. Having lost his parents in a tragic event, he spent his childhood lonely, without a family and friends . Now as an adult, he is targeted by an assassin whom seeks to take a talisman that his father had entrusted to him before his death. Fore it is believed that the talisman that he wields is one of 6 talismans that have the power to set an evil entity free from the dark realm. Having to be put in a dire situation how will Pete ever hope to survive from the clutches of this assassin, better yet to protect his talisman? The Multiverse Incorporated presents... The Divine Guardians 2022 copywrite

Volume One: Evaline Calderon was pulled from a life of destitution when she is found out to be a royal. She is thrust into an hazardously intriguing and deceptive life in the royal court. Soon she discovers that she is a vessel for a witch's magic and the longer she threads through the new life she has been given she realises there is far more at stake than she first thought. An entity that threatens the fate of the kingdom as a whole is amiss. But when her diary of a grandmother she barely knew leads to the Commander of The Witch hunters, she has no choice but to take his help. Together they unravel secrets and the closer they get to the root, the more sparks begin to fly. Despite everything, trusting him with her own damning secret seems too impossible especially when she suspects that he too has skeletons in his closets. In this fantasy romance filled with mystery, themes of betrayal and love intertwine, shaping Evaline's journey from weakness to strength in a court where danger lurks behind every opulent facade. *Excerpt* "Xavier," My voice was more stable than I felt. "Let me go." His grip did not loosen even an inch. His piercing green eyes never left mine. "I don't intend to." His voice was hoarse and his gaze fell to my lips. I took steps back but he followed as though in a dance until my back hit a wall. "What are you so afraid of?" His whispered. "I am not afraid," The lie slid passed my lips as though they were the truest words. "I just need to..." "I am not letting you leave, Eva." He dropped his head towards my lips. My heart thumped harder in my chest. I wanted this, I wanted him but I knew better because once he knew... it would be my end. I turned my head away but his mouth only dropped to my neck and he took full advantage. His mouth grazed the sensitive flesh until I quivered. Until I moaned. "You don't understand..." I squirmed against his hard body. "I don't want this." Another lie. He paused and whispered against my skin. "Yet your body betrays you, my little wife."

The Dragorian Empire was vast and powerful. It swept across the land like a plague, destroying everything and bringing it under the control of Emperor Zinj. Bloodthirsty and ruthless, he ruled the Empire with an iron fist. However, in order to consolidate his power and solidify his reign, he needed to establish a dynasty. He had countless wives and concubines, but none seemed capable of bearing him a child. He did have one son, however, the Crown Prince Daimon. It was under Daimon’s command that the armies of the Empire laid waste to countless kingdoms, crushing all resistance, and bringing them under his father’s control. His fearsome countenance, commanding presence, and bloodthirsty nature resulted in him being bestowed with the title, the Beast. Lady Rowena, the only child of King Roland and Queen Mathilde of the Solarillon Kingdom, has been chosen to be the bride of the Crown Prince Daimon. A terrified and reluctant bride, she is hastily shuffled off to the heart of the Dragorian Empire to be wed to the scourge of the world. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Excerpt: “Come here, Dear Husband.” She patted the bed beside her. His eyes widened in shock. His body seemed paralyzed even as it burned with lust. He swallowed hard and subconsciously licked his lips. Seeing his hesitation, she moved her shoulder just enough for her gown to slide a few inches off of it to reveal her pale creamy skin. Then she pulled at the ties to the neckline of her nightgown undoing the bow and loosening them enough to reveal a generous amount of the upper swells of her bountiful breasts. Seeing his interest, she then ran her slender fingers down her breasts, over her softly rounded stomach, and down her long legs. His eyes hungrily followed her every movement. Aware of his intense gaze devouring her, she pouted sexily and asked him “Or do you not find your bride attractive?” Rooted to the spot, his mouth opened and closed several times without making any sounds. He shook his head to clear the fog in his brain. At last he spoke, “Do you know what you’re doing?” His voice was thick and hoarse with lust and his throat was dry. She laughed, her voice thick and sweet as honey. “I’m a virgin, but I’ve been instructed in the arts of the bedchamber.” She rose to her knees, dropping all pretense of being a shy blushing bride, and looked deeply into his eyes. “Do not worry, Husband. I have been an excellent student in both theory and practice.” He swallowed hard as his heart raised, his hands became clammy, and his groin tightened painfully. “That’s…that’s not what I meant.” He stammered sweating profusely. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ How will she survive being thrown into the Beast’s lair? Can this beauty tame the Beast and rule as Empress?

[mature content] His grip on her chin loosened. She felt disappointed about losing the contact. But the disappointment soon turned into surprise when he gripped the back of her neck and leaned into her, pressing his cold lips to her warm ones. Bliss. She didn't know the meaning of true bliss till she felt his icy lips caressing hers. He trapped her bottom lip between his teeth and started sucking it gently. The force of it made her already healed wound reopen and her warm blood started flowing inside his mouth once again. She could feel the metallic taste of it mixed with his sweet kiss. A low moan escaped the back of her throat as he sucked a bit harder trying to get more blood out of the wound. "Do you know the meaning of your name in our language?" he said, stopping his onslaught and starring into her eyes. "You... You mean Rachael?" she returned the look, captivated at how his blue eyes pierced through her soul, searching for the darkness within her. "Yes, Reginà Màe..." his melodious voice swept away the last bit of sorrow that lingered within her tortured heart. "It means... God's blood is the sweetest nectar." ****** To pay the price for a crime she never committed, Rachael Morrison was chained to a ship and was left for a watery grave at the gruesome hands of the sea that claimed its victims alive. However, what was meant to kill her dragged her down into its depth ... Into a new world that was far below the surface of the world she knew. She was taken.... and Dragged down towards him just like a moth to a flame... He was the blaring contradiction of Sin. A man who was chained beneath the abyssal bottom of the ocean for centuries. He was frozen for years. His stone-cold reputation has been forgotten through the ravages of time. That was not until she came stumbling into his den... And with one reckless action, she unknowingly set him free from his eternal prison... and everything was let loose... ******** Tags: #Romance, #smut, #merman, #vampire, #dark, #gothic

Eight murderers, each charged for different degrees of murders, participate in a game to loosen their sentence and erase their past crimes. Yet, each of them have their own twisted sense of justice, their own dark pasts, and their own secrets. Perhaps, they knew each other better than they had expected.

“My Euseniel.” As an adult, Tess called my name in a soft tone. He smiled, narrowing his eyes, and covered my cheeks with his large hands. There were many things I wanted to say when I met my childhood friend, but in the end it was a stupid question. *** The Crown Prince's only friend, I, Euseniel Hardland. One day, our family is expelled from the capital for having had a bad influence on the Crown Prince. Reunited after 14 years, he was very different. *** “Why… Why did you change like this? As Tess tilted her head, her black hair, apparently blonde, flew down. “It’s your taste.” Red lips drew arcs as if seducing me, and the dark blue eyes slowly loosened. “Because I like you, my Euseniel.”

Doctor Irish Lane- 28 years old, was a renowned psychologist in New York. She looked stunningly attractive, sexy, and intelligent—a real beauty that undeniably captured every man’s attention. Joseph Dover- a Ph.D in Economics, a diamonds and gemstones expert and the CEO of the Runestone Group, appeared cruel and heartless in the eyes of his business rivals; however, his life abruptly changed when Irish Lane came like a nightmare, drowning him gradually and destroying his perfect plan. Everything seemed to be perfect until he showed his real intention, destroying their perfect love and shattering her beautiful dream. He showed his passionate love to her only to reveal his true color and purpose - to avenge his family’s tragic downfall caused by her father, and she was merely a bargaining chip used by him. However, fate has laid out something different from his plan. He found himself madly in love with the daughter of his enemy, but it was too late to restore what he had destroyed, causing them to fall apart. **** Her whole body trembled, screamed, and loosened at the pleasant sensation she hadn’t had before. Her strength was drawn away. Her body flopped on the man’s chest, fluttering like a cloud of feathers. “How much do you hate me, huh?” Joseph sighed above her. His voice was low, as mellow as a cello over her ears. She silently admitted that she had a soft heart. Joseph didn’t want to wait for her answer, and his rough thumb moved down her eyebrows. His handsome face pressed down close to her, and his thin lips seemed to sweep through her nose bridge and then gently touch her lips. He uttered in a low voice, “But no matter how much you hate me, you are mine.” At the end of the speech, his kiss fell. His kiss gradually became deeper and more passionate, and finally, he became more greedy. His cheek pressed down, and he murmured gently beside her ear. “Don’t force me to be rude to you.” The hot breath burned her, and her slender body twitched gently. Joseph raised his eyes, staring at her. The yellow light failed to light his eyes, which were still deep as night. His eyes were like a vast starry sky, ethereal and lonely. “I want to love you. I do, but I don’t know how I would trust you.” His piercing stares seem to melt her gradually. He always wanted to love her with all his heart, hug her with all his strength, and take care of her for the rest of his life. Irish’s heart was pierced with pain after hearing his words. She didn’t know if it was because of his eyes or his words. She looked at him intently, yet her emotions were concealed. His eyes were full of impatience and tension. Was this the woman he wanted to love with all his heart, who was heartless and stubborn? He couldn’t understand. He had paid so much and invested in this love, and why, in the end, he couldn’t make her happy? Why did they end up becoming an enemy after all the passionate nights they shared before? She couldn’t wait to leave him and wished she had never met him. Their passionate love turned into hatred, and the overwhelming pain pushed them to hurt and kill each other to survive. WSA2022 Entry. Leave your review, comment, and vote for this novel. I highly appreciate them. Stay tuned as I unfold the mystery behind this novel, and the mass release will follow soon!

"I would rather never get forgiven by you, if it means I won't get forgotten by you" He said holding Kashish tightly in his arms. He felt like if he loosens his arms now he will lose her forever. When Kashish faces rejection her whole life she loses her faith in love; her anger and pain do not let her live her life fully. Her past always haunts her and her hatred for her past never lets her forget it. So when life plays with her again and brings her back to face her past; what will she do? Its a story about love and healing. And about how time sets everything right.