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Su Xi and Ling Jiuze have been married for three years, but they've never met, and only a few people know about it. At night, Su Xi is the CEO's wife, lying on the custom-designed sofa in Ling Jiuze’s villa, playing with his dog. But during the day, she’s a tutor he hired, receiving his salary, having to watch his expression, and being controlled by him. He can give her a hard time, but no one else can. If anyone insults her, he stands up for her; if someone bullies her, he annihilates them without mercy, directly wiping them out. Gradually, everyone notices how differently Ling Jiuze treats Su Xi, almost like the way an elder would care for a younger one, yet it feels different because it's so sweet and so indulgent. He was once a ruthless thug who had already moved on, but for her, he became decisive and brutal once again! People also began to notice something different about Su Xi. For example, despite coming from an ordinary family, she wore jewelry worth millions. Some people, full of envy, whispered, "She must have a rich sugar daddy!" Su Xi, glancing back disdainfully, replied, “Sorry, this is from my own brand!”

(Warning: Mature Content - R-18) A group of college students ventures on what was meant to be a straightforward museum trip, only for their plane to crash on a mysterious, uncharted island. Stranded and desperate, they signal for rescue, but their calls go unanswered. As days turn into weeks, they confront a harrowing truth: they are utterly alone. But the island has its own dark agenda. An eerie, seductive energy permeates the air, penetrating their very beings, igniting a fire of lust and desire that none can resist. This isn't just survival; it's an awakening to the most primal, carnal urges. Their bodies yearn with a hunger that's both terrifying and thrilling, their minds clouded by a relentless, dark passion. The island bestows upon them not just survival skills but supernatural powers—fire, ice, telekinesis, immense strength. Yet, these gifts come with a sinister price. The island feeds on their darkest desires, their deepest lusts, amplifying them to monstrous proportions. Friendships dissolve into something far more intense, far more physical. Bonds are tested, broken, and reforged in the fires of lust. The island whispers temptations, urging them towards acts of unspeakable pleasure and sin. Every touch, every glance, is laced with a potent mix of seduction and corruption. Inhibitions shatter as they grapple with the choice to succumb to the dark ecstasy or to fight for what remains of their humanity. Here, the real battle isn't against nature but against the evil within, a battle for their souls amidst the throes of passion. Can they resist the seductive pull of this malevolent paradise, or will they be consumed by their own dark desires? Overpowered Mc Character Development - Peak [For the first vol(chapter 1-100) Mc is hero trying to save everyone but he changed when they betrayed him, protecting only those he care about now]

For centuries, celestial beings have walked the Earth—not as saviors, but as tempters. Angels are neither merciful nor kind; they exist to test human will, to lure mortals into the depths of desire, and to claim their surrender as trophies. Each conquest strengthens them, feeding their celestial essence, binding them ever closer to the heavens. But to fail? To fail is to fall. Selene is among the most feared and revered—a temptress sculpted from divinity itself, a whisper of sin wrapped in celestial beauty. She has never known defeat, never tasted resistance. When she tries to ensnare Damien, a brooding yet kind-hearted musician, she expects him to succumb as all others have before him. A glance, a touch, a breath laced with unearthly allure—he should be hers.

When Tessa stepped into Daræy’s world, she wasn’t looking for love. She was looking for survival. Daræy Kim—cold, calculating, dangerously attractive. The man who could ruin her with a single glance. He has power, money, and a heart frozen in ice... until she walks into his life. But love isn’t simple, and Daræy doesn’t believe in fairy tales. He’s willing to claim her, but will he ever truly let her in? Between passion and heartbreak, secrets and betrayals, can they rewrite their fate—or will they burn in the fire of their own making?

Lena Parker never imagined that her childhood crush on Ethan Carter—her brother’s best friend—would ever turn into something more. He was always off-limits, the one boy she could never have. But when he returns home after years away, the undeniable pull between them becomes impossible to ignore. Ethan has always been protective of Lena, but seeing her now—grown, confident, and breathtaking—awakens feelings he can no longer suppress. Torn between loyalty to his best friend and his deepening love for Lena, he faces an impossible choice. As stolen glances turn into forbidden encounters, secrets unravel, and love is put to the test. Can Lena and Ethan defy the odds and fight for their love, or will the past and their fears tear them apart? A heartwarming romance filled with chemistry, tension, and the ultimate test of loyalty and love.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

“An illegitimate child will always be an outsider.” For Yu Lixue, life in the Yu family was one of endless humiliation. As the unwanted daughter with no mother to defend her, she was treated like a pawn, used, ignored, and discarded. Her talents—her paintings, her songs—were stolen by her stepmother and conniving half-sister, who claimed them as their own. Her life was a series of shadows and silence, living under their lies. But when her half-sister fled an arranged marriage with Mo Ran, a powerful but reclusive man, the family forced Lixue to take her place. Once again, her wishes were disregarded. Her marriage to Mo Ran was cold, distant—another prison she had no choice but to endure. Until the night she died in a mysterious accident, her pleas for justice buried along with her. Yet fate gave her a second chance. Reborn into the same world that betrayed her, Lixue returns with a vow: she will take back everything they stole—her art, her voice, her freedom. And when she reenters her marriage with Mo Ran, he surprises her with a proposition: he will help her get revenge against those who wronged her. But Lixue is wary. Why is this man, who barely showed her any warmth before, now offering to stand by her side? As they plot against the Yu family, Lixue realizes that Mo Ran has his own reasons for revenge. Their alliance begins to blur the line between ally and enemy, and she questions whether he’s truly on her side or if he has his own hidden agenda. In a world filled with deceit and betrayal, Yu Lixue must decide: will she risk trusting her husband, or will she forge her own path to reclaim what’s hers, no matter the cost? Excerpt: Lixue stared down at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, blinking in surprise. Mo Ran placed it before her with a steady hand, his usual calm expression softened just slightly by a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. She tried to catch his gaze, but he’d already turned away, busying himself with the teapot. “Why are you…?” she murmured, glancing between the bowl and him, her voice trailing off. He looked up, meeting her eyes with a hint of amusement. “Why am I what?” She fumbled for words, her cheeks warming. “Why are you…being so nice to me?” A small smile played on his lips, barely there but just enough to leave her heart fluttering. “Is it so strange for a husband to be kind to his wife?” She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. The Mo Ran she remembered from her past life had been as cold as winter, never sparing her a second glance. This new version of him, warm and considerate, left her feeling…confused. “Eat,” he said, his voice soft. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast.” She nodded, taking the spoon with a slight tremor in her fingers. The soup was rich, comforting—something she would have loved as a child. The warmth of it melted away a part of her guardedness, leaving her strangely vulnerable. As she set down her spoon, she glanced at him again, still puzzled. “What’s gotten into you, Mo Ran?” “…” “Let’s just say I want to spoil you my darling..” Extra tags: #Rebirth#FaceSlapping #SchemingSister #ColdHusbandTurnedSweet#EnemiesToLovers#IllegitimateDaughter

What does it mean to belong? To love in silence? To carry the weight of a name you never asked for? Ahamefula Nwokedi is about to find out. Between the walls of his father’s house and the corridors of his Lagos school, between unspoken truths and stolen glances, he begins to see the world differently. A visitor arrives. A name is revealed. A feeling grows where it shouldn’t. But can knowing change anything? And what does it take to rewrite the story others have already written for you?

"Have you heard of him?" A small boy tugged at a woman's skirt, his tiny finger pointing at the large portrait of a man clad in a minister’s robe. "Shhh! Don’t say its name!" The woman hushed him, glancing around anxiously. She knew the boy was only curious about the drawing, yet the inscription beside it spoke of someone else entirely. Still, the credit had been given to the man in the portrait. "Why?" "We just... don’t say it." "Are you talking about The Next General?" A man dressed as a scholar interjected, inserting himself into the conversation. "Everyone is talking about it. After a hundred years, it has returned. I can't decide whether that fills me with hope or dread." His words were meant to impress, to showcase his knowledge, but the woman only tightened her grip on the boy, scooped him up, and hurried away like a hunted animal sensing danger. The scholar let out a single sharp laugh. "A chaotic rhythm… and marvellously extraordinary times are upon us," he murmured, before turning and walking away. --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is purely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by the characters do not necessarily reflect those of the author. This book contains content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. ------- Author-Sama is here with another one, been planning this for quite a while but laziness and procrastination keeps holding me down but now I am free. Here is another exciting historical novel, please enjoy.

"May the new Story become yours — The Last Tattoo Artist of Stories" The story tells about a girl named Calcium, a recluse with no big money in her pocket, drinking ale in a tavern and dreaming of more. But fate itself had descended upon her. She turned out to be a Tattoo Artist of Stories... and the latter, because in the world where she lives, there are only legends about such people, about people who can rewrite their entire lives with just one glance. Our glorious recluse will have to learn about her strength, become stronger, learn about her rewritten history and memory loss, and fight for her life. telegram: https://t.me/nikomela

A mission: a love kiss. " Wait..What? My mission is getting a kiss from a girl" Mira chocked on the noodles. "I'll choose to die rather than kissing her. Love kiss, my ass...." Trapped in a cycle of impossible journeys, Mira is stuck into the dazzling world of Mint, a Thai actress who holds the key to her liberation. But what if the kiss is not the end? What if it's only the beginning? What if the teleportation is not a curse, but a key to something far more profound? With every stolen glance and every heart-stopping encounter, Mira must decide: will she embrace the impossible, or will she succumb to the secrets that threaten to unravel her very existence? ################## #18+ , #yuri , #haream. #girlslove. #LGBTQ , #fantasyromance warning ⚠️ I won't recommend people who are age under 18 to read this cause it's have many 18+ rated incidents. yes it's have a little Haram. it's a GL story. this story dialogues have little strong bad words. I've told everything about this story so don't say I didn't warned you.

Angelo never expected to cross paths with Kate again. She was the girl he had admired from afar in high school-the one who unknowingly held his heart. Years later, fate brings them back together in the most unexpected way, and with just one kiss, their love story begins. But love is never that simple. As they navigate their growing relationship, Angelo and Kate face old secrets, unspoken feelings, and the challenges of adulthood. From stolen glances in high school to heartfelt confessions under the stars, their love is tested by time, distance, and the ghosts of their past. Yet, through every hardship, one thing remains true-their love never fades. Will they hold onto the love that destiny has given them? Or will the past and present tear them apart once more?

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

Mysterious occurrences loom; the entire world dramatically changes. The fate of individuals and nations becomes bound to AnalogHorror (rule kaidan), and once the chosen of destiny fail, it means countless people in their corresponding nation will be slaughtered by the strange phenomena. The entire world falls into unrest, panic, and despair. Until an absolutely unexpected individual joins the AnalogHorror game. Xiao Yiwang glanced at the weird world before him and then at the examination admission ticket in his hand. "Have middle school entrance exams always been this complicated? Well, it does prove my intelligence!" "I am retarded, but selected to join the analoghorror game?!"

[Youngster don't understand the charm of 'milfs', instead mistaking Lolitas as the treaures] Leading a life filled with regret and pain, Li Zhiyan reborn with a seemingly feeble 'system', taking back to 2010. Right at the moment he was about to be publicly rejected at graduation party after confessing his feelings with a bouquet of flowers to the school beauty, Yu Sisi, and about to become a joke among his peers for years. "I...I am reborn?" The wheels of a new fate begin to turn. All along, the school beauty Yu Sisi has only been deceiving and playing with him. In his past life, Li Zhiyan himself did not know and became a laughingstock, but now, as a reborn person, he has already seen the true face of this girl. He chuckled coldly, glanced at the mother of Yu Sisi on the side, the 41-year-old Aunt Gu Wanzhou. She was mature, intellectual, elegant, kind, considerate, low-profile. The sex appeal of a mature milf lady was radiating all around. Li Zhiyan decisively picked up the flowers, ignored the school beauty, and boldly confessed his feelings to this attractive mature woman in front of everyone. "Lady Gu, actually, I've had feelings for you for quite a while.” [Male lead, 18; female lead, 40+]

This is a story about exploring technology in a wizarding world. Probability, electromagnetic induction, nuclear physics and theory of relativity—all of this can be mastered through scientific exploration and learning. Richard had always thought so… until he transmigrates to a world similar to the Middle Ages and becomes a prince. In this world of wizard and magic, he embarks on a journey to explain magic with science. One day, a dragon takes him away. "This is not in line with aerodynamics? It does not satisfy the Kutta condition, Circulation Theory of Lift and Bernoulli's principle either? How can it fly? Is there a special power source in its body?" Richard could not help saying as he glances down at the huge dragon he was riding on. "Well, I need to research this." "By the way, you said you kidnapped me to find a playmate for your daughter. That doesn't sound like a good reason, right?" “Roar!” the dragon hollers furiously and waves its wings, soaring into the sky. Will Richard be able to continue on his journey of exploration and unravel the mystery of the wizarding world?

Lin Da, a former professional player, arrived in the game "Mystic Continent" and aimed to team up with a few "Young Ladies" from Another World to conquer fifty levels of Mystic Realm and become the strongest adventurer squad. However, ever since the team had risen to fame, they had changed somewhat. "Why is your healing so slow? I almost got killed by the Magical Creatures." "The reason your level is so low is that you don’t train diligently, always have crooked thoughts about us. This 23-year-old guy is so disgusting." "Better leave the team and become my servant instead; my pet dog just needs a playmate." The attitude of the three Young Ladies chilled Lin Da’s heart, and he opted out of this team that he had been with for three years and had grown deeply fond of. Only then did they realize who the core of the team really was. When they regretted their actions too late and tried to apologize to Lin Da, seeking to join his team, Lin Da glanced at the team composed of prettier and hotter beautiful girls behind him and said helplessly: "Sorry, my team is full."

—WSA 2025 Entry— I yawned, fighting off sleep as my professor droned on about the three-body problem—even though it was notoriously unsolvable. 'Geez, why do we need to learn this?' I thought, shaking my head. Suddenly, a holographic screen materialized before my eyes, its message slicing through the monotony: "Moonfall Has Begun. Your Class Has Been Assigned.” I glanced around, and saw confused faces all over—everyone staring, just as bewildered as I was. 'Does everyone see this?' I wondered, my heart starting to pound. My screen flickered, then declared in bold: Main Class: Astral Equationist. Before I could process any further, a piercing scream shattered the classroom’s uneasy silence. I barely had time to register the sound as chaos erupted around me. Discord: https://discord.gg/FK9GfrSjtb

The first time Yuan Zhi met Song Jiyun, she was conspiring with her milk brother to seize the family fortune; The second time Yuan Zhi encountered Song Jiyun, she and her milk brother were framing others in a deceit; The third time Yuan Zhi came across Song Jiyun, that milk brother of hers was finally no longer by her side, but there she was, casting flirtatious glances at his good friend... A man can only tolerate so much, and he could not bear it. Yuan Zhi decided... to feed himself to the tiger, and capture this enchantress, Song Jiyun! "Nine Layers of Purple" Collector's Anniversary Edition became available on September 11, 2022! We welcome everyone's interest!

Too Cute to Handle – A BL College Romance Ha-Joon has always been labeled as adorable, a title he despises. No matter what he does, people see him as a soft, helpless kitten rather than the independent college student he wants to be. Things only get worse when Seo-Won, the stunning golden-haired senior with piercing blue eyes, enters his life. Seo-Won is everything Ha-Joon isn’t—confident, charismatic, and utterly impossible to ignore. When circumstances force them to share a dorm room, Ha-Joon finds himself caught in an endless battle of wits and stolen glances. But Seo-Won seems determined to tease him at every turn, reveling in his reactions. As their daily squabbles turn into something deeper, Ha-Joon must confront the truth—perhaps being "too cute to handle" isn't such a bad thing, especially when the person handling him is Seo-Won.

After a failed suicide attempt, the 23-year-old debt-ridden school dropout — Nick Lewis, receives an invitation. [Become the Top Idol, and you shall be granted your deepest desire]. He accepts the invitation and becomes a ‘Pointer’, who can purchase talents and invest in his S.P.E.C.I.A.L. attributes with V-points. But to earn V-points… Nick's eyes darted between Johan and the 200 dollars, his brow knitted with suspicion and confusion. "...What?" Johan glanced at his friends and smugged. "You heard me. The game is simple, actually. I will add $200 for every piece of clothing you take off.” Nick stood up and spoke firmly, "I have to ask you to leave." Just as he was about to force the group out of the store, a female voice spoke in his mind, with the contents of her words remaining at the forefront of his memory! [Task: Participate in Johan's strip game.] [Reward: 2 v-points.] [Optional: Win the game (+8 v-points).]

Trapped in a hospital bed his entire life, Li Mingzhe's only escape was through the novels he read. But fate had other plans when a mysterious book appeared on his bedside table. Before he could even read its title, the book dragged him into its pages—straight into the body of Ambrose Rothschild, the sole heir to the illustrious Rothschild family. At first glance, his new life seems perfect: loving parents, devoted servants, and no siblings fighting for inheritance. But is this truly the peaceful second chance he yearned for? Far from it! Not only is Ambrose's body plagued with the same weakness that haunted Li Mingzhe's original life, but he's also flying blind—having never read the book he's trapped in, he lacks the story knowledge other transmigrators typically rely on! His only ray of hope? A mysterious system that promises to enhance his abilities. But what cruel twist of fate is this? The system declares his frail body can only handle improvements to his intelligence stat! And as if that weren't enough, Ambrose has been enrolled in Crono, the most prestigious magic academy where heroes and prodigies gather like moths to a flame. Now, surrounded by talented peers and trapped in the web of noble politics, can Li Mingzhe leverage his one advantage—his brilliant mind—to survive? With countless eyes watching his every move as the Rothschild heir, will he crumble under the crushing weight of expectations? Or will he prove that in a world of overwhelming magical might, intelligence can be the most formidable weapon of all?

Kazuki never thought much about love—until he met Miyuki. There was something about her—an elegance in the way she moved, the soft way she spoke, the quiet moments that stayed with him long after she was gone. From the very first glance, he knew she was different. And just like that, without warning, he fell. But falling in love is easy. Acting on it? That’s an entirely different challenge. At Reikou Academy, a prestigious school with a unique House System, Kazuki navigates a world of competition, friendships, and personal growth. With his unshakable group of friends—Daiki, Reo, Naoto, and Kyouya—by his side, life is never dull. Whether it’s late-night gaming sessions, intense basketball matches, or heated rivalries between Houses, every day brings something new. Yet, amidst all the chaos, one thing remains constant—his feelings for Miyuki. Through stolen glances, unspoken words, and fleeting moments of closeness, he finds himself drawn to her again and again. But will a thousand small moments ever be enough to bring them together? Or will they remain just that—beautiful but distant memories?

As the third prince of the Dussier Empire, Ren Dussier has grown up without the weight of the crown on his shoulders, but also without true freedom. As omega of the imperial family, his future seems reduced to a convenient political marriage. Rebellious and strong-willed, Ren refuses to accept her fate without a fight. Everything gets worse (or better, depending on how you look at it) when his father assigns him a new butler, Ashiya, an alpha of imposing presence and impeccable manners. At first glance, he is serious and professional, but Ren soon discovers that Ashiya has a wicked sense of humor and a tendency to spout off witty remarks that leave him completely flushed. With every joke, with every provocation disguised as formality, Ren feels more and more trapped in a dangerous game of looks and words that he shouldn't allow himself to play. However, when conspiracies at court begin to surround the third prince, Ashiya proves that he is not only his mocking shadow, but also his most loyal protector. Between duty, desire and hidden secrets, Ren must decide whether to defy his destiny... or fall into the hands of that ill-tempered butler who seems to know him better than anyone else.

In the opulent Langston mansion, a grand celebration is held to mark Robert Langston's latest business triumph—a deal set to propel Langston Enterprises to new heights. But as the night unfolds, tensions simmer beneath the surface. Robert’s unsettling reaction to a mysterious message signals the beginning of a dangerous game, while his wife, Lucy, watches him with growing suspicion. Meanwhile, the Langston twins, Melissa and Athaliah, find themselves at odds as both are drawn to Nathaniel, a recent friend of Melissa's. As the evening progresses, lingering glances and unspoken rivalries escalate, especially when Nathaniel’s interest in Athaliah begins to stir jealousy in Melissa. As the celebration ends, Robert is haunted by his hidden past, and the Langston family faces a future full of secrets that may soon come to light.

"Who here hasn't answered yet?" the teacher smiles crookedly, lounging languidly on his chair. "Oh yeah, how could I forget about you? Ms. Martin, to the blackboard!" "How you've fucked me up, Mr. Gilbert!", I lazily rise from my seat, casting an irritated glance at him. "In every sense of the word!"

_____ WSA ENTRY____ Emma, known as the weak and lowest rank of the Stormbringer pack, needed money to save her sick sister. She finally got the chance to interview in the company of their Pack’s Alpha who was looking for a trustworthy sales Rep. Happily, she goes to the company, but things turn south when with just a glance from the Alpha she turns out to be the Alpha’s mate but a the girl who had betrayed him in the past. But, it was the first time she was seeing him. Is she mistaken for another girl?

Clayton Caseleen is a high school senior grappling with the weight of his ordinary life. Despite his quiet, somewhat apathetic demeanor, he is deeply introspective, often pondering the uncertainties of the future. He drifts through his days, neither particularly excited nor dreadfully burdened, though his thoughts are often clouded by an overwhelming sense of isolation. The one bright spot in his otherwise mundane existence is the quiet bond he shares with a mysterious girl whom he encounters during his daily routine. Their connection is subtle at first, an unspoken understanding between two souls who are both disillusioned by the world around them. Though they rarely speak, their shared glances and fleeting interactions ignite a quiet yearning in Clayton’s heart.

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

Alastor Von had everything a noble heir could ask for—wealth, prestige, and two loving parents who doted on him. Yet, beneath the grandeur of his life, an emptiness gnawed at him. He had no memories beyond the past few months, no recollection of childhood laughter or the warmth of family traditions. His parents told him it was due to an accident—one so severe it had erased his past completely. Still, doubts plagued him. The people of the kingdom whispered behind his back, questioning his legitimacy. Servants exchanged glances when they thought he wasn’t looking. And then there was his own reflection—too perfect, too unnatural. He looked nothing like his parents. The sharp contrast between their features and his made the rumors even harder to ignore. But Alastor refused to let uncertainty dictate his fate. He threw himself into training, learning everything he could about the world he was supposedly part of. His parents praised his intelligence, his refinement, his perseverance. And yet, none of that mattered when he stepped into the sacred chamber of Awakening. The moment had come to prove himself worthy of his lineage. Every noble child was granted a moment to shine, to awaken the power sleeping within their blood. Alastor took a deep breath, stepping forward into the sacred circle. The air crackled with energy, the weight of destiny pressing upon his chest. As the ritual began, the entire kingdom seemed to hold its breath, waiting to witness his ascension. Yet, deep in his heart, an unshakable unease took root, whispering that something was not as it seemed. And in that instant, everything changed.