Thesaurus Interrupted

Prologue: In the heart of Metropolis X, a city that thrived on speed and adrenaline, lived Alex – a skilled and fearless racer with a lineage steeped in the legacy of illegal racing. With vibrant hair that mirrored the neon lights of the city and a determination that matched the roar of engines on the tracks, she was a force to be reckoned with. Alex's passion for racing was unmatched, but her single-minded dedication raised concerns among her friends. They worried that her life revolved entirely around the racetracks, leaving little room for love and companionship. Although Alex brushed off their concerns with a confident smile, deep down, she wondered if there was more to life than the thrill of the race. One evening, while working on a coding project at her home computer, Alex was annoyed by a series of irritating pop-ups that flooded her screen. As a top-notch hacker, it was unusual for her to encounter such nuisances. Curiosity got the better of her, and she investigated the source of these pesky interruptions. Among the relentless pop-ups, one stood out – an ad for a mysterious app called "The Love Algorithm." With each click, the app persisted, asking if she was ready for love. Initially dismissing it as a scam, Alex repeatedly declined the offer. Yet, the persistent pop-ups continued, each time with a more intriguing question about her desire for love. Finally, with a hint of a smirk, Alex decided to entertain the app's request. After all, she was confident in her hacking abilities and didn't believe any online platform could outsmart her. She completed her personal profile on the Love Algorithm app, treating it as a fun diversion rather than a genuine pursuit of love. As she clicked the final button, an unexpected message flashed across her screen: "Congratulations, Alex. You have a match!" To her surprise, she was connected with a mysterious individual named Max. Intrigued by the mystery and eager to know more, Alex decided to reach out to Max. Their initial conversations were light-hearted, filled with playful banter and shared interests in speed and adventure. As they chatted, an inexplicable connection seemed to grow between them, drawing them closer despite their initial skepticism. As days passed, the connection between Alex and Max deepened. They found themselves sharing more intimate thoughts, feelings, and aspirations. Each conversation seemed to spark a hidden longing within Alex, making her wonder if there was something more to this chance encounter. Then, on a fateful day, Alex and Max agreed to meet in person. As they shook hands for the first time, an inexplicable sensation rippled through their minds. It was as if an invisible thread connected their hearts and souls, awakening a dormant force that both had never encountered before. In that moment, Alex knew that the Love Algorithm had been activated, and their destinies were intertwined in a way she could never have imagined. Their meeting was no mere coincidence; it was the catalyst that set "Speed of Hearts" in motion, leading Alex on an extraordinary journey of love, self-discovery, and unlocking the true potential of her heart and racing skills.

‘All it took was getting caught in breaking the rules.’ She was the delinquent student. He was the priest who owned a black cat, and theirs was a union forged from the embers of hell. —— “Somebody is getting curious,” the first girl said. “It wouldn’t be the first time,” a man’s voice replied. “Shake the curiosity off her.” “Is it who I think it is?” An older woman questioned. The first girl nodded. “We’re not practically close, but it looks like she has a leverage.” “I told you all to be on the low,” a stern man’s voice interrupted. “We cannot stir things up now when there’s a recent death! Are you forgetting that there’s a new inclusion to the priests? Not one, not two, but three for goodness sake!” A hush fell amongst them, the man’s anger reverberating. “We’ve been on the low, I’m making sure of that,” the older woman said. “What leverage do you think she has?” The first man asked. The girl exhaled. “Didn’t say, but she kept asking questions.” “Do something about it,” the harsh man said, “or you know, it’s everyday students fall off the staircase, and it’s not hard to call it suicide.” —— When Ivie touched people, she could see excerpts from their past or their future, when Ivie touched Father Chibuike, she only saw darkness. Together they would fight the shadows of death that made the students of St. Stephen Immaculate college commit suicide. She could have escaped her twisted fate, but she agreed to hold the priest’s secret, and soon she told him hers!

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

[Book’s First Volume is Complete] “There are chosen ones in this world, ones that are born with extremely-high luck and ridiculous talent, unlike us lowly ones who can only wait to grow old and die.” Just like those popular stories he had read online, in this brand-new world where people pursue immortality, Shenshah thought that he too was someone destined to be great. Sadly, years have passed since he transmigrated yet he is still an average person struggling to find his place. Just when Shenshah was about to completely give up on his goals, a strange voice interrupted his thoughts… [Create Family and Earn Rewards System Activated…] “What?” -Never in his wildest dreams did he expected that bringing a wife home would change his fate! ……… Don’t worry as there’s [NO NTR] [NO Yuri] as author strongly disdains such genre. …….. Additional tags- (Lesbian/yuri girl turned straight by mc) (No dense mc) (no hidden pretending to be a big shot) (No Filler chapters) (crisp to the point plot) (No useless mysterious backgrounds) (no beta mc) (Tsundere) (yandere) (Human-non human relationship) (harem) (comedy) (smart and observant mc) (netori) (blackmail) (bloodshed) (Obsessive lovers) (marriage) (pregnancies) (Wholesome love) (elves/werewolves/vampires/dwarves/demons) (regret?) **Cover as well as character Ai images are made and edited by me using Fotor Pro Ai app. To join the author invite only discord server please add me on discord -c2#8780. ——-x——-x—— **English used is mostly Uk/British version.

"TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF…NOW!!" Zara commanded Erythian in anger as her eyes turn blood red. he didn't see it coming and his face is flushed with shock.. "WHAT? ZAR-" he asked before Zara interrupts. "if I have to ask again...I WILL DO IT MYSELF" Zara is unrelenting. Does Eythian comply? Imagine dying and becoming the queen of a kingdom in uproar and also falling in love with two men, one of which is dangerous and must not be loved…all in one day? Zara...scratch that, Queen Lysandra has got a lot work cut out for her. When Zara placed her trembling hands on the assassin’s wounded chest, she wasn’t prepared for the force that gripped her mind. Her own hands betrayed her, snatching a dagger from her court lady and pointing it at his throat. “Who sent you?” she demanded, her voice not her own. But the assassin stayed silent, and just as quickly, the force released her. Gasping for air, Zara collapsed—only to use her fading strength to heal the man who had tried to kill her. Zara, a modern woman who died in a car crash, doesn’t belong here at all. she woke up in Queen Lysandra’s body—a fragile ruler with strange powers and enemies in every shadow. Queen Lysandra is betrothed to the calm and charming King Erythian, Zara finds herself drawn to his warmth and steady devotion it is her duty to marry Erythian as it would help calm the political ctension arising in calithea; but duty is complicated by Alaric, a dangerous warlord, his violent aura should terrify her and yet they don’t, instead they cause her to be intrigued by him. His warnings pull her deeper into a game she doesn’t understand, where he’s both her enemy and something far more dangerous. The lines between love and duty are blurred and Zara must navigate threats that come from outside the kingdom and from within herself. As she is taken further into a world of secrets. Will Zara honor Queen Lysandra`s duty to the crown and her people, or will she risk it all to follow the desires of her heart?

At 79 years old, Nero is a frail mage burdened by a lifetime of illness and regret. As the world succumbs to flames and hope crumbles to ashes, his final moments are interrupted by a strange figure emerging from the shadows, posing a single question: "If given another chance, would you take it?" With nothing left to lose, Nero accepts. A handshake seals the bargain, and he awakens in a familiar place: the grounds of his old academy, sixty-five years in the past. The slate is clean, his memories intact, and his youth restored. This time, Nero vows to seize everything he once longed for: savoring delicacies he'd only dreamed of, exploring a world still brimming with wonders, and living a life without restraint. Yet, there’s one critical challenge—he must stop the world's destruction before it begins. As Nero embarks on this second journey, he quickly learns that altering the past may require sacrifices far more devastating than watching it all fall apart.

Lukas's life takes an unexpected turn when a stranger, Claire, moves into his home as an exchange student. Initially annoyed by her presence and their tense interactions, Lukas's attempts to maintain his usual routine are constantly interrupted by Claire's unpredictable behavior. Despite the friction between them, the pair develop a peculiar, grudging connection as they navigate awkward conversations, personal quirks, and unexpected situations together. As Lukas struggles with his growing irritation and Claire's boldness, a deeper understanding begins to form, though neither fully acknowledges the subtle shift in their relationship. Tension, humor, and frustration intertwine in their unusual cohabitation.

Jacques Albert, the cool kid from high school had lived most of his life in solitude. He found company only when he is with a game pad tapping away his game characters to victory. Along the line, Jacq's friend Karl indirectly made him popular among the boys when he invited him over to the skate park to have fun. He ran into a sort of trouble with a skate gang and the only way to redeem himself is to beat Cyrax, the best gamer in the area in a 1v1... "... But do you know what else I can do? Jacq went on like he hadn't been interrupted. "... I CAN GAME." He gained a little popularity after then but suddenly, his life took a whole new turn. He was kidnapped by a secret corporation that deals with an advanced futuristic technology... The commander of the Corp was his classroom crush from high school, Cassie. He found out the reason for his kidnap later on, and in another wild turn of events, Cassie planned his escape when her father wanted to have them killed. Their adventitious run from the soldiers led him to the source of the advanced technology the Corp operates on. By accident, he suffered a deadly blast from the when he got close to the Blue Orb. He died... Then, rose back to life again mysteriously. But a strange system followed him back to his present life. With the system came serious responsibilities, as he has to use to system to solve his many mysteries and overcome his many obstacles. Will he be able to master this Strange System and survive the dangers that lurk in the shadows?

The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesized one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows the four things her mother told them: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal her true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ================================================================ Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”

Our hero is hands down the best space admiral the galaxy has ever seen, outstanding shoot, brilliant tactician, inspired strategist and Inspires loyalty and excellence in his followers. Warfare is his profession and he is good. only thing is he much rather stay in bed and read a book. conquering the galaxy? I mean he could sure but thats way to much effort to run. a scout escort ship is enough for him thank you very much. so what if these ships are looked at like a glorified systems patrol boat by the rest of the navy its an easy laid back job. until one day his easy life is interrupted transfered to the Academy fleet he must teach a new generation of upstarts umm students how to command or something cant be that bad... right?( MC very loosely based on admiral yang from Legends of Galactic Heros this is NOT a fan fiction from the series just a loose basis) ( harem tag added as a possibly if so it will be a slow build)

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

Magic academy. Male and female lead characters. A world of sword and magic like any that exist, the only difference is the ones in it and the ones telling it. *Almost all chapters are under 1000 words, more in case it's an interesting story that should not be interrupted by difference in Chapter *No One 17 and Under Admitted because there is some erotic and steamy description in the story and because I'm not sure what the difference between Restricted means compared to No One 17 and Under Admitted, so better be safe than sorry. * All characters are not underage unless stated otherwise, and seriously this is a fantasy setting so no one looks their age. The story may or may not continue, chapters release are not predetermined so it will be short(probably) Any mention of people, places, negative terms/slang, etc that are somehow related to the real world one are should be assumed to be purely coincidence. * New and inexperience hence the long description (Very sorry, but thanks for reading)

In her previous life, Su Jin was conspired by her family. Her baby was born through Caesarean birth, she had her eyes gouged out, and died tragically. When she was reborn, she suppressed the invincible Master Xiao. Her red lips lifted slightly as she said, "Handsome man, I see your yin tang has turned black. There will be a disaster in three days. If you want to resolve this calamity, marry me. I guarantee you will have safety, security, many children, and many blessings for the rest of your life.” Xi Chenxiao replied, “Get lost.” Three days later, he was rushed to the hospital. Su Jin said, “Handsome man, I reckon your heart may soon get pierced by an arrow.” Xi Chenxiao answered, “Get away from me!” Two days later, Xi Chenxiao was once again rushed to the hospital. Su Jin started, “Handsome man, I…” Xi Chenxiao interrupted her, “Stop! Let’s get married right now!” News of the overwhelmingly wealthy and powerful Xiaoye marrying the Su Family’s older daughter, a nobody, spread like wildfire. His brothers were puzzled but Master Xiao explained, “A wife to bless us with safety.” However, later… A fan asked, “Master Xiao, I heard that your wife is the world-famous voice actor.” Xi Chenxiao was confused. A reader asked, “Master Xiao, I heard that your wife is a greater writer.” Xi Chenxiao was confused. A little boy asked, “Master Xiao, I heard that your wife is a top hacker.” Xi Chenxiao was confused. “What are you guys talking about? My wife is a fortune teller!” [A little theatre] One day in a small, black house. Xi Chenxiao sat on a chair, his face a look of solemnity. “Tell me, then. How many more things are you hiding from me?” Su Jin shook her fingers and answered, “There aren’t many left, only that I’m a Qiuming Mountain racer, a certain boss in gaming, a certain talented right, and a special researcher of the International Research institute…” Xi Chenxiao was speechless. His wife was the real deal!

Kane falls into insanity from craving purpose in his life. He becomes a violent schizophrenic and loses everything, but he can't decipher whether what happens is reality or not. He has no one and lives on the streets until his violent tendencies affect the public. He gets sentenced to life in prison and the decision to whether he gets transferred to a psych ward is interrupted by the apocalypse. A zombie virus spreads through the globe quickly and the remaining humans alive get desperate. Morals and ethics become non-existent, and high security prisons become testing labs for the remaining scientists looking to test their antidotes. It wasn't easy to find rats anymore, so human scum was the next best thing. Soon the prison gets raided by zombies, but not before Kane gets injected with the one and only dose of the antidote. But he comes to find that it isn't just an antidote.

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fi A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn."

"I never knew you were such a cowardly man," she began, her tone sharp and biting, her chin raised in defiance. "Too weak to break the news to me yourself. How pathetic." "It isn't like that," Ezekiel protested, stepping closer. "I have my reasons." "Reasons?" she snapped, pulling her hands away as he tried to hold them. Her glare hardened, a look of disgust flashing across her face. "My lady," he began, his voice thick with longing as his green eyes searched hers for any trace of understanding. Tentatively, he lifted a hand toward her face, only to let it fall back to his side. "I thought you, of all people, would understand me. Hear me out. This is what is expected of me—what I must do to secure my title. I—" "How is that any of my concern?" she interrupted, her voice like a whip, cold and unforgiving. "Do you expect me to be swayed by your empty words? Your honeyed excuses? I won't be moved by this pathetic display." "Can you just listen to me?" he snapped, his voice hardening in frustration. "Listen to what?" she shot back, venom dripping from her tone. "Your pathetic moaning and excuses? You've made a mockery of me, Ezekiel. You humiliated me—used me as nothing more than a bauble to decorate your arm before discarding me like trash. You are pathetic." "Eris," he growled, his once affectionate green eyes now shadowed with an eerie red. "I am still Duke Loxley, and I will not tolerate this tone from you. Know your place." She flinched at the harshness of his words but held her ground. "Sienna is a necessity," he continued, stepping closer to her. "I have to marry her to secure my title, but my affection—my care—it remains with you. I love you, Eris." The confession hung heavily in the air, but she did not falter. Instead, she took a deliberate step back, curtsying with practiced grace. "Apologies, Your Grace," she said, her voice detached and cold. "This mere human seems to have forgotten her place and overstepped. I will ensure it never happens again." "Eris..." He reached for her, desperation seeping into his voice, but she pulled away, her movements deliberate and precise. "Please excuse me. I will be taking my leave," she said, turning on her heel and walking away without a second glance.

Rosalie Ravenswood and Christopher Windham entered a marriage of convenience, bound by their families’ agreement and the absence of fated mates. But just one week after their wedding, Christopher asked for a divorce, and Rosalie left without protest. What neither of them knew was that she was already carrying his child. Shunned by her family and pack, Rosalie sought refuge inside the pack of rogues under her grandfather's care, determined to build a new life for herself and her unborn child far from the shadows of her past. Six years later, her quiet world is interrupted when Christopher appears on her doorstep, holding his late grandfather’s hidden will—one that inexplicably requires her involvement. Determined to shield her young son from the tangled intrigues of the pack's complicated politics, Rosalie hides his identity and agrees to help resolve the matter, hoping to sever her final ties to that world for good. But returning to the life she thought she had left behind proves more dangerous than she anticipated. With the growing tension within the Moonshadow pack, Rosalie realizes that keeping her son’s identity hidden may be far more difficult—and far riskier—than she ever imagined.

Zarek, an average D-Rank hunter, possesses a remarkable mana reserve and a unique absorption skill that only enhances healing magic and potions. Desperate to fund his ailing mother's treatment, Zarek bravely enters a portal above S-Rank with fellow hunters. However, their quest takes a dire turn when they encounter a formidable S-Rank monster, leaving Zarek severely injured. On the brink of collapse, a mysterious voice interrupts his struggle: "Absorption skill active. Mana Crystal detected - S-Rank. Would you like to use absorb on this item?" Will Zarek's absorption skill hold the key to his survival, and what secrets lie within the mysterious S-Rank Mana Crystal?

The story tells about a woman named Elaine who has not had a beautiful life since childhood and tries to change everything and she meets Nick the man she hates and Elain’s vows are often interrupted by Nick who tries to ask for forgiveness as well as love but comes another man tries to get Elaine from nick will it succeed or will Elaine can forgive all nick's actions against her?...

“Lila, will you stop looking like someone dragged you to the funeral of a relative?” Diana shouted over the music, pulling me forward by the wrist. "It's a club! You're supposed to have fun, get a life!" Fun of course, I should get much of it as much as I want. It's true. The fun was finding your trusted boyfriend of three years in bed with no other but your best friend. The pleasure was being humiliated and left alone with the pieces of your self-esteem shattered before you, with no attempt of repair. I didn't want to be here, but Diana insisted and I was too numb to argue or go against her wish. "I'm not sure that's a good idea," I said, rising a little on my heels. "Oh, don't complain anymore," Diana cried, pouring a funny looking cocktail into her hand. Her lipstick spread in a sly smile. "Drink enough of this. You need much of it to relax." I looked at the glass like a time bomb, everything about it looked suspicious. "I don't drink." "There's always a first time, you'll drink tonight." Diana clinked her glass with mine. "Trust me, one sip won't kill you." I hesitated, but the words "trust me" did something funny to my pride. I didn't want her to think I was weak, not capable of making choices, not after everything I'd been through. So I took a sip. The bitterness from a single sip burned my throat and I grimaced, but Diana was already putting another glass in my hand. "Come on baby girl!" she shouted at me. On the third glass, the room began to tilt dangerously. The lights dimmed and my thoughts became unclear, unhealthy and shattered. "Diana," I managed to murmur, trying to calm every bit of myself down. "I think I probably should sit for a moment..." "Okay, then!" she interrupted, leading me towards a group of men seated in a VIP area enclosed by ropes. "Come on, sister, let's meet real men that make things happen. Forget about that cheating loser of yours! It's time to wine and dine with the happening men." "Wait, I don't...I can't..." I stammered as my legs flopped under me. Before I knew it, a man smelling of sweet cologne pulled me into his hairy lap. "Hey, pretty girl," he said, his smile stretching too far. I tried to pull away, but my arms felt like jelly. "No, I don't...I can't..." "Relax," he said, running his rough hand up my thigh. "Keep your silly hands off me!" I tried to scream with my whole strength, but it was weak. Panic gripped my throat. And then, suddenly, I was pulled to my feet miraculously. "What are you planning to do to her?" a cold, loud voice cut through the chaos. I closed my eyes, my vision flickering, until my gaze landed on the man standing before me. He was tall, with a jaw so sharp it could cut glass and eyes the color of ice. His tailored suit clung to him like a second skin, and his presence was so imposing that the fat man retreated. Heartbroken after discovering her boyfriend's infidelity, Lila Monroe is pushed into a one-night stand by her jealous step-sister, Diana. Unknowingly, she ends up in the bed of billionaire Sebastian Knight, instead of a random guy as planned by Diana. Their paths cross again months later, when Lila is forced to marry Sebastian to protect her mother's political image. To complicate matters, Sebastian's brother, Ethan, who Lila had a childhood crush on, lives in the same house and rekindles old feelings. Torn between two brothers, Lila struggles to overcome the complexities of love, betrayal, and family rivalry. As enemies close in and secrets are revealed, Lila must choose between the man who challenges her and the one who still make feel safe.

Celestia Aster always knew her luck was terrible, but learning she’s a cannon fodder in an unfinished novel? That’s a new low. On her twentieth birthday, she regains memories of her past life and discovers she’s doomed to die saving the heroine– all for the male lead’s tragic love story. What’s worse? In her past life, she’d paid to read this nonsense! Determined to change her fate, Celestia swears off her family’s indifference, the male lead’s drama, and the pitiful life of a pushover. But just as she starts to set her life straight, her three worldviews are once again shattered. First, her emotionally-constipated father– who once couldn’t tell her from a houseplant– suddenly starts awkwardly doting on her. Then, scheming Brother #1 flips his villain switch and starts sabotaging people for her. Rude Brother #2, the human thesaurus of profanity, now uses his sailor's mouth to curse out her enemies. Even the youngest, who used to look at her like she’d sprout fangs, has turned into a limpet, clinging to her like she’s his favorite stuffed toy. And just when she thinks things can’t get any weirder? The Crown Prince– the overpowered terror of the protagonist squad– decides he wants her… on his payroll. Mom, pick me up. I’m scared…

Chen Hui's unintentional interruption of his mother's meditation unexpectedly provoked the wrath of the evil deity in the family. The mysterious old superstition came to the rescue, and Chen Hui became a disciple to learn the way of Yin and Yang. I had no intention of entering the family's ancestral tomb, yet none of the male members in my family ever lived past the age of twenty-five! Hanged ghosts, drowned ghosts, zombie ghosts... This is a story about the hundred ghosts in China. The ghost-catching history of a modern Taoist Yin-Yang master.

Not a sound, not even a whisper was heard from the Saint Claire household, it was though the devil came to steal,kill and destroy the last surviving members of the Eastern crusaders - the last line of defense against demons. It was a sad day for Zenemiah, the last son of Kish Saint Claire - a brave crusader who died in battle at the borders of their home land - Hailderguard. The members of the house hold gathered around the grave of their master, brother, friend husband and father, Zenemiah's mom and sister couldn't hold back their tears as the priest gave his final blessings to the dead man. " What will become of the household" - " the boy will be in charge"- the relatives of the Saint Claire's debated behind the crowd - "the boy is only 16, he doesn't even know what it means to be a crusader in Hailderguard", Kish's friend - Northington aforesaid. Zenemiah was just 16 yes, but he had already gotten some experience than the old chubby fools in the church - not because his family was rich, he had proven himself again and again in the church training camp that nothing is beyond limits as long as you set your mind towards achieving it. Hailderguard used to be a peaceful land - a place of the church, the Church of the Crusaders, until the devil came - from the depths of the earth, demons poured and their ways leading to the town's shores. To protect the citizens, the church formed a group of able-bodied men and women to slay the beasts, will the gifts of the Holy swords, the crusaders have kept the demons at bay - it was however unfortunate for Kish, who died in battle. The burial ceremony was over, Zenemiah's mom - Eve, called out the servants in the household and instructed to them to clear all of the dead master's belongings to the space room, just in that moment, Eve's daughter - Victoria interrupted when she was given further instructions to the eldest bulter of the household - Bartholomew. "Why are you doing this mother?".... "Father's burial was today and here you are trying to bury everything that reminds me of him, this is so cruel!".. Victoria cried out - "this is not up for discussion young lady,go to your room and lay your head" - Eve replied with such sorrowful bitterness... "If I may my mistress, the space will be come always for the children to still have a memory their late father" - Bartholomew pointed out.. "Very well, I'm sorry Victoria".. Eve said to her daughter, walking away with tears in her eyes. "Thank you Bartholomew" Victoria said. "It was no issue milady, but I fear the one person who's hurt more is your brother".. Bartholomew tried to sympathize with Victoria. Zenemiah hated everything at that moment - England, Hailderguard, the church, the Crusaders, demons ....even himself. ================================ It was 1845, one more year, he becomes a full pledged crusader but fear in his heart, the chances of him getting that driving confidence back is dim. Death is not evil not good - a law of nature, it can be evil sometimes and evil can be real

To Mila and her friends, an old abandoned shed in the middle of a forest seems like the perfect place to play Truth or Dare. But their innocent game is being interrupted by a disturbing scream. And Suddenly, Mila's best friend has disappeared. To find her, the friends have to go deeper into the woods, unaware of what is living within. Solving mysteries and puzzles seems to be the only way out but one wrong step and they might fall into the arms of a monster scarier than death itself. Credits for synopsis @Chuck45Single

"It doesn't matter. What matters is the fact that I'm rejecting your proposal," I tell him and he squints at me, looking serious. "It matters to me, Mi Cielo. I will propose to you twice tonight. You will eventually say yes to me. I promise you," he whispers in my ear and saunters away. .... On the night before her wedding, Freya accepts a stranger's marriage proposal. When he interrupts her initial wedding to claim her as his own, Freya realizes that he's just as dangerous as he seems. Caught in his trap, Freya makes a resolution. She must escape from his clutches. Why is Andres bent on keeping her by his side? What are the secrets locked away in Freya's lost memories? When these secrets are unravelled, will she be able to handle the truth? Or will she end up abandoning Andres for the second time, causing his utmost self destruction?

-[Highly Mature Content]- Lu Feng has been expelled from the heavenly realm, a consequence of the sins he committed: Sin 01: Daily malevolent smashing with the king's daughter Sin 02: Nourishing the queen's vagina Sin 03: Establishing a sect of sex for himself and his harems for solely malevolent pleasures Sin 04: Increasing the size of his cucumber with dark magic "Eh? How the hell do you mistake pleasure for sins?" Lu Feng yelled, veins bulging from his face. However, he was still executed. "Fools... I didn't believe the dark magic spell of soul transfer would work... hehehe." Interrupting his bewilderment was a knock on the door. The hotel room service entered, surprising Lu Feng with such an ass. Five minutes later... "Ma... ma... Master Lu... Lu Feng... Spare me!" Would he once again catch the eyes of Goddesses begging for his manliness, and climb to an unreachable pinnacle with secret admirers begging for one night... having millions of babies and his own bloodlines? spoiler Alert!: He Will...! "Call me Master Lu Feng!" --------- (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorari.... Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Do you ever imagine there's another world running right beside ours? . . . “Why don’t we put this in?" A woman speaks, her voice smooth, almost affectionate. “Nah, that’s too overpowered. Let’s add something different. Something… darker.” Then, a man’s voice interrupts, firm and unyielding. “Hey! Why don’t we make him a vampire?” The woman’s voice perks up, excited. A chill goes through me. Make what! vampire? Who! Me?! What—what are they talking about? The man lets out a skeptical grunt. “A vampire? Sure, that’s interesting, but it's too OP. Let's add something to balance it.” “Okay, okay,” she says, her tone still light, as though designing some casual new toy. “But let’s change the species—no blood-sucking from humans. It’s been done to death, too cliché right?” Blood-sucking? Humans? My mind spins. Are they actually talking about turning me into… some kind of creature? “Well,” the man chuckles, “there’s plenty else he could prey on in this world, isn’t there? We’ll give him something else to feed on.” The voices continue, completely oblivious to my horror. I lie helpless, only able to listen as they throw around options, shaping me, deciding my fate. My heart—if I even have one—pounds in the emptiness. I can’t see, move, or speak. But in their hands, I’m becoming something, one twisted decision at a time.

she was taking a sip of her coffee and was enjoying her playlist when some jackass as she likes to call bad driver made her spill coffee on herself. jackass she yelled while horn. she speed off and followed the driver and the horn again when she got slow to the car. "hey, jack ass" she wasn't going to let this go not today. she wanted to talk to the driver but the back sit window open "hi, am.." the stranger want to introduce himself but was interrupted by her. "a jackass" she interrupted him and drew the remaining coffee at his car and zoom off while her middle finger up telling him fuck you. feisty, a smile formed on his lips, I like that" ringing his phone was ringing, he look at the caller's ID, it was Jimin, he picked up the call "Hello" sir, we have a clear aim at the driver with your order we can make it an accident, right now. Jimin said "why so serious, boy," he said and hang up. Jimin look at his phone to be sure he just spoke to his boss.is he joking

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.

Victor Hart, a centuries-old British vampire, relocates to Hong Kong after a family squabble turns his undead life upside down. Struggling to adapt to the fast-paced city, Victor's antiquated manners and vampiric instincts create hilariously awkward situations in a modern world. However, his attempts to live under the radar are interrupted when he stumbles upon an ancient Chinese ritual that has awakened hordes of jiangshi—hopping zombies steeped in Chinese folklore. Teaming up with an eccentric Taoist priest, a geeky supernatural researcher, a skeptical ex-cop, and an enchanting Hong Kong socialite, Victor must navigate cultural clashes, romantic entanglements, and supernatural chaos to save his newfound home from an undead apocalypse.