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Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds. Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here— Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam; Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts. Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger; Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light. The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings. And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

"Hah..Hah.." In the midst of what seemed like a battlefield, a young boy with white hair knelt on the ground, struggling to catch shallow breaths. A short sword pierced his heart, his arms and legs were broken, making him unable to stop the crimson blood from coloring the ground. "That's what you get for betrayal," a red-headed teenage boy sneered as he stood before him. "A pathetic person like you could never be my brother," added a purple-haired girl, her voice seething with anger, as she stood alongside the redhead. With great effort, the young boy shifted his gaze forward. He could see many familiar faces in front of him—his so-called family, his so-called friends but his gaze remained fixed on her. "Wh..y, A.nna," he uttered with immense difficulty and sorrow in his voice, his vision blurring as he locked eyes with the blonde-haired girl, who regarded him with emotionless eyes. "I did that so I could save you," he said, his voice gradually growing louder. "I DID THAT SO YOU COULD LIVE!" he shouted, making everyone present flinch in fear. "I never asked you to do this" the blonde-haired girl replied, her words crushing the very soul of the boy. "A...nn.a," the young boy whispered one last time, a small tear slipping down from his eye as he breathed his final breath. ================================ Neil survived eight grueling years in a post-apocalyptic world only to die and be reincarnated in the body of Eden Morton, a character from a game he used to play as a teenager, by an unknown entity for unknown reasons. Eden's life was a pitiable one, plagued by the constant manipulation and betrayal of those around him – whether it was the princess, the famed hero, or even his very own family. Eden died without ever experiencing genuine love. Now, as Neil took over, he was determined to embark on a new journey, seeking the one thing he and Eden never had : a life worth living. ================================ [Discord link :- Invite/5Vgw4JCrBW]

Hardworking Protagonist: Yes! Overpowered Growth: Yes! Mythical Creatures and World-Building: Yes! Vengeance-Driven Journey: Yes! Unique System Mechanics: Yes! =========================== Ryuk’s life in the forsaken Grade E city was bleak, but it truly shattered when a Knull raid took his last family and left him for dead. On the brink of despair: [System Activation Complete.] [Congratulations, Host has awakened the Draconic Pets Evolution System!] [Welcome host, to the path of domination.] Thrust into Endearth, a shattered mirror of Earth teeming with mythical creatures—vampires, werewolves, cosmic gods—and the unstoppable Knulls, Ryuk sets out on a journey of relentless growth, vengeance, and discovery. But power comes with a price, and the dual nature of his gift could either save humanity or destroy everything. This is a story of evolution, redemption, and defiance. Join Ryuk as he rises from nothing, building unshakable bonds with allies and carving his path in a world where strength is the only currency. --- A/N 1. Hardworking protagonist. Ryuk doesn’t rely solely on his system; he earns his power. 2. Overpowered potential. Growth takes effort, but Ryuk will become a force to be reckoned with. 3. No hiding strength. He plays smart, but when it’s time to fight, Ryuk doesn’t hold back. 4. Dark and morally complex. Ryuk is vengeful and will cross any line to protect what matters. 5. No harem. Relationships are meaningful, not shallow. 6. Lastly, if this novel stirs even the faintest flicker of interest in your soul, pour your undying devotion into it! Haha, just kidding… or am I? But seriously, please shower this story with power stones and drop some reviews. Your support fuels Ryuk’s journey (and keeps me caffeinated while writing). Thank you! ... Join the Discord for character arts and talk with the author: https://discord.gg/gTkMp93wxW

--- The Novel "The Evil Friend" Translated - Comedy - Action - Fantasy - "Each of us fights their own battle in life." What if it all turned out to be just a shallow philosophy with no real substance?! What if you were thrown into the world of your favorite novel and were asked to engage in battles for survival?! Welcome to the world of "Deconel Hayes," where a massive war breaks out between humanity and the Phyllis. Give it your all to survive. "Damn it! How can they ask me to join a war 7 years after it started when most of the survivors barely managed to live on this planet?! They want me to enter and die right away?!" Rylan screamed in disbelief... Hmmm... Or should we say, the lowlife Casper...? ---

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

Drake is an orphan child who was left with only a strange book and a ring by his biological parents. He is later adopted and deemed a genius, excelling in both academic and physical standards. But one day he discovered a strange disease that stops his height from growing and his body from building anything other than fat. He tries everything possible to fix his ugly body, but this strange disease could never get treated. Because of this, he presumes exercising and socialising meaningless and goes on a path of procrastination and wastes his life every single day. But one day he awakens something inside him that changed his life forever. [Congratulations on being officially graded as the universe’s least attractive man!!! You've awakened the Black Pill System!!!] “Ha, I knew I am born for greatness,” Said Drake who assumed that the floating panel in front of his eyes was just another hallucination caused by the excessive release of dopamine. However, on that day, Drake awakened a power that could increase his talents and abilities with Elixirs. [Congratulations on obtaining the unique job ‘True Alchemy Remolding’] [Congratulations on awakening your Secret Body. You can now shallow infinite amounts of Elixirs]

After escaping his pit of despair, Oscar wonders if reincarnating into the world of his dreams saved him, or plunged him into newfound terrors. Forced to become strong with no endpoint in sight, he cultivates through infancy, relying on the only thing the elder gave him. The mystical Soul Becoming World Technique. With his past life’s experience and knowledge of cultivation novels, Oscar expected it to be easy. But of course, it wasn’t that simple. From demonic trials to family torment, even his early years were fraught with pain. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cultivation Fever is a Western interpretation of the Chinese Cultivation genre, focusing heavily on realistic progression, lifelike characters, and emotional turmoil. As an avid reader of the genre, the lacklustre stories, shallow characters, and shoddy translations consistently disappointed me, so I strived to write an original high-quality interpretation with real depth. If you're a fan of gritty, realistic fantasy, you'll love this series. If you have never heard of cultivation, this book is a perfect start that eases you into the core concepts of Chinese martial fantasy. For die-hard fans, it is a fresh take on the genre with deep character development, diving into the brutal reality of cultivation. Discord: https://discord.gg/GTnev65 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Cultivation-Fever-1-Ozzy-Banks-ebook/dp/B08LL6SQS9/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=cultivation+fever+volume+1&qid=1603628241&sr=8-1

[WARNING: CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS!!!] (PS: Read fifteen chapters at least before tossing it aside.) . Penelope Neville is a werewolf turned into an orphan by her first love and ex-husband, Damian Cedar who killed every member of her family and took her father's pack. She finds out he was plotting to kill her too, and tries to escape but is caught by her furious ex-husband who promised to make her beg for her death. She is imprisoned and sentenced to death for treason. On her execution, after all the tortures she was subjected to, her fated mate finds her after a long search and he turns out to be the Alpha king who was obsessed with her and wanted revenge for every hurt she had been subjected to. . # Except 1 "Proceed." This was finally it. My death. I felt all the air squeeze out of my lungs until I heard it - the deep, hoarse voice that sent chills down my spine. "Stop the execution," the king said with a warning edge that even a fool couldn't miss. Damian's face twisted with surprise that barely concealed his fury at the King's words. "Your Highness," he repeated, masking his irritation with a shallow bow, "This is the execution we spoke about a while ago that involved the treason." From his facial expression, I could tell he felt the need to state that. The king's gaze turned steely, cutting through Damian's attempt at justification. "Why aren't your guards backing down?" he asked, his voice dripping with authority that left murmurs in the crowd. "Or have you forgotten who commands this realm, Alpha Damian?" "Penelope Neville will be taken into my custody..." He declared. "Any attempt to go against my order or interfere will be met with swift and severe punishment worse than death." [ IN CUPIDS QUILL COMPETITION. Support book by adding to your library, voting with power stones, gifting with golden tickets, and normal gifting.]

In a world ruled by demons, monsters, and the unrelenting laws of strength, Christopher—or Chris, as those close to him call him—awakens to a new life with memories of his past. Once a brilliant game designer in his former world, Chris had poured his heart into creating True Creation, a groundbreaking game that allowed players to design and customize powerful entities with godlike precision. But overwork and the relentless pressures of his previous life led to his untimely death. Reincarnated as a Demon Noble in the world of Althaea, Chris discovers that the very systems he designed have merged with this world’s reality. His dungeon—a core component of his newfound existence—now operates like True Creation. Using his unparalleled understanding of its mechanics, Chris gains the ability to create, customize, and summon powerful beings from his former game. These summoned entities serve him with unwavering loyalty, providing him a unique advantage over the other demon rulers vying for supremacy. But Chris’s power comes with challenges. The world of Althaea operates under strict hierarchies, with ranks among Demon Nobles ranging from Baron to the coveted title of Demon Lord. Only those recognized by one of the Seven Deadly Sin Fragments—ancient, sentient sources of immense power—can ascend to the highest rank. Chris carries a piece of the Pride Fragment, one of the most powerful but shattered artifacts. To become the true Demon Lord of Pride, he must find and merge the remaining four parts of the fragment while fending off powerful rivals and ancient Demon Lords who still hold sway over the land. As Chris carves his path through ambition and battle, his journey takes an unexpected turn when Luna, his younger sister from his previous life, mysteriously appears in this world. Their bond—once a complex blend of sibling love and deep affection—rekindles in this life, bringing both emotional solace and a powerful new ally. Christopher’s journey is one of power, ambition, and complex relationships, but at its heart lies the profound connections he forges with those around him. As a Demon Noble rising through the ranks, Chris encounters women from diverse backgrounds—powerful warriors, cunning strategists, mysterious sorceresses, and even enemies turned allies. Each of them is drawn to him not only by his strength but also by his unwavering determination, charisma, and the rare kindness he shows in a world dominated by brutality. Over time, these relationships deepen beyond mere alliances, blossoming into genuine love and respect. Bound by fate, loyalty, and shared dreams, Chris finds himself surrounded by women who support and challenge him, each playing a crucial role in his ascent to power. Far from being a shallow harem, these relationships are built on mutual growth, emotional connection, and shared struggles, making them an integral part of his story. By embracing these bonds, Chris defies the expectations of a cold and calculating demon, creating a family united by love, trust, and an unyielding will to reshape the world. Features: Epic Worldbuilding: Explore the richly detailed world of Althaea, filled with Demon Nobles, Guild-Classified monsters, rare magic, and legendary materials. Innovative Power System: Witness Chris’s rise through the ranks of Demon Nobility, from Baron to Demon Lord, and his mastery of mana forms, from basic elements to rare and mutated magic. Emotional Depth: Experience Chris’s emotional struggles and growth as he rebuilds bonds with Luna and deepens relationships with allies. Intense Battles: Enjoy action-packed, intricately detailed battles that showcase strategy, raw power, and the stakes of survival. Romance and Loyalty: Follow Chris’s evolving relationships with Luna and other key characters, highlighting themes of love, trust, and loyalty. Chris’s journey is not just about rising to power—it’s about redefining what it means to lead, protect, and overcome insurmountable odds in a world w

In the year 2050, a new penal system has been implemented due to the rise of violence and crimes. The Tower of Sins is a monumental prison complex with seven heavily fortified floors. Each floor, themed after one of the seven deadly sins, presents grueling psychological, physical, and moral challenges tailored to the sins it represents. The prisoners must climb the tower to the top floor to have a parole and achieve freedom. Kyle de Guzman, a young man who took justice into his own hands after the brutal assault of his only sister, is convicted of murder and sentenced to the Tower of Sins. Adding to his torment, Kyle must climb the tower - to stay alive and see his sister again.

Earth has undergone an odd change. Expanding by millions of times its original size, its population was suddenly split into two halves. On one side, there was a group of technologically advanced humans. But, on the other, a world of cultivation had grown and pospered. The secrets that led to this change have been hidden in the darkness for too long... Until there came a day where a boy born on the Mortal side of the world was found to have the talent to enter the Martial side. Having lost both of his parents to a hidden tide, he chose to leave all that he had known behind and enter this land of danger. What truths would he unveil? What would he learn about what separated the Mortals from the Cultivators? What hidden evils wanted to ensure that his people never rose up and gained power? And how would those evils... deal with him? ---- This list of things I hate is quite long. The first is that I hate to be tested the most. The second is that I hate to be tested the most. The third also happens to be that I hate to be tested the most. The ocean's depths are too shallow, the sun's light too dim, the ground too mundane and the skies too small. For those born of this colorless world to deem themselves worthy of casting judgement on me... I can only say that it's laughable. I am the Nameless Immortal God because even the Heavens themselves are unworthy to name me. Even while I am unaware of my own identity, I will dry the oceans until cracked land is all that is left, I will cast the sun into endless darkness, I will shatter the ground with my feet and sunder the skies with my blade. Am I too arrogant? What right do you have to think that? --- https://discord.gg/awespec

Genre: Drama Renata, a 25-year-old model adored for her beauty and unique style, hides a quiet emptiness behind her love for the color orange, a symbol of her grandmother's warmth. Beneath the glamour of her career, she feels like a stranger in her own life, burdened by shallow connections and the pressure to be flawless. _______ Orange Sugars is the story of a bright, beautiful model named Renata, who, like a ripe orange, appears vibrant on the outside but feels hollow within. Drawn to the color orange as a reminder of her grandmother's warmth, she clings to its brightness in an attempt to fill the emptiness that her glamorous yet lonely life brings. Renata peels back the layers of her life and realizes that true sweetness comes not from the perfection she presents to the world but from the genuine connections and simple joys she left behind. In her search for meaning, Renata learns that beauty is not in the flawless exterior but in the authentic moments that make life feel whole. _______ The "sugars" she seeks are the moments of real connection and warmth, reminders of her grandmother's simple life and genuine love. Renata's world of glamor loses its charm, she searches for those true "sugars" in life, the relationships, memories, and little joys that bring authentic sweetness to her soul.

In the church's prison, a man looked at his shackles. 'Little girl... is this the ending you wanted to see?' Thinking back to that resolute and pretty face in his memory and that golden hair like the blooming sunset, Lister sighed. 'If I had known that my end will be like this, I might as well have abandoned that little useless princess, opened a small tavern, and found a woman to spend my life with.' "Man, how unlucky am I..." Lister remembered that while he was playing with these little fluffy monster girls, he used to often tease a certain witch that she would accidentally end up on the stake, making her puzzled, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to go up first. "If all this could start over... I should have chosen the monster girls after all." "Oh? Really?" A cold yet teasing voice sounded beside him. As he turned his head to look, powerful magic energy gathered and swirled, and finally, a tall female figure walked out of it. She wore a tight black dress that showed off her curvy, mature figure. Lister knew her... or rather, should have known her. 'The Sinful Dragon Demon Lord, Priscilla' "Did you really mean it when you said you'd choose monster girls?" "...I wonder if the mighty Demon Lord has decided to grace me with a heart-to-heart in this cozy little prison." "As expected of the mastermind who single-handedly helped that incompetent woman to the throne. Even now you have the energy to crack jokes?" "You flatter me. I think it's quite humanistic for a Demon Lord who has children for breakfast, lunch, and dinner to chat with a dying man in prison." "Tsk, getting upset over a little teasing already?" "Sigh, alright, I don't have much time either. Let me get to the point with you. What are you still waiting for here, waiting to die?" "I don't know, maybe waiting for a female Demon Lord to come swoop in and save me?" "You know Aurola has abandoned you. What are you still hoping for?" "...So what does this have to do with the Demon Lord? We only have a very shallow cooperative relationship; I don't think it matters if I die or not." "Of course it does." Priscilla smiled and pressed the blunt end of her dragon horn against his forehead. "Because I want you, but I'm different from Aurola. What she gave you, I can give. What she couldn't give you, I can also give. Didn't you want to choose monster girls? In the Demon Capital, there are all kinds of monster girls. You can pick whichever you like." "Then, are there fluffy and warm ones?" "...I think the ones with hard scales and slender, elegant physiques are not bad either." "Ahem, I digress." "Anyway, I understand you better than you think. As long as you come with me to the Demon Capital, I will satisfy your everything within my power. As long as you promise me one thing..." "I know." Lister picked up where Priscilla left off, smiling back at her. "You want me, right?" "What a smarty~. So, you agree?" "Mm. I'll go with you." 'And come on, it's fluffy monster girls' 'I can't refuse.'

In a realm divided into kingdoms, five esteemed families, blessed by guardian angels, protected neighbouring kingdoms from demonic "Shallows." Destiny dictated that each family's firstborn inherit the "Mark of Cleanse" to vanquish darkness. Kendrik Dynasty's firstborn defied tradition. Unblessed and talentless, Kendrik languished in neglect, overshadowed by his beloved younger brother. Seeking redemption, Kendrik joined his younger brother's army against a cunning Shallow threat. Deception awaited. Betrayed and slaughtered by his brother and best friend, Kendrick's dying prayer summoned an ethereal system granting infinite power. Resurrected, Kendrik vowed vengeance. Fuelled by rage, Kendrik navigated the system's trials, leveling up to unleash devastation. His quest: dismantle twisted kingdoms, expose dark conspiracies and annihilate Shallows. Unmatched power transformed Kendrik into a formidable king, driven by unyielding fury.

Marianne de Luca s'est mariée à l'Archiduc de l'Empire de Forchestier, en tant que sa seconde épouse. Dans l'avidité d'avoir son propre enfant avec son mari, elle haïssait Killian, l'héritier actuel et l'unique fils du Duc Cassius. Elle a fait de nombreuses tentatives pour le torturer et même conçu des stratagèmes pour le tuer. Elle est même devenue folle au point d'oublier le Duc, l'amour de sa vie. Adulte, la première chose que Killian a faite fut de tuer sa belle-mère maléfique. En mourant, elle réalisa ses fautes mais il était trop tard. "Si seulement je pouvais avoir une seconde chance, je serais une bonne mère pour lui", furent ses dernières paroles avant de mourir. Mais le lendemain matin, lorsqu'elle se réveilla, elle était de retour au moment où elle s'était mariée. Corrigerait-elle ses erreurs ou suivrait-elle le même destin une fois de plus. CE LIVRE EST LAURÉAT DU BRONZE DANS LE CADRE DU WPC#153, LE MONDE DES VILAINS. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- La couverture ne m'appartient pas. si le propriétaire le réclame, je peux la retirer

Fresh out on parole, a former hustler gets dragged back into the streets, caught between old flames, shady deals, and crew drama. In a world where trust ain’t nothing but a word, he’s just tryna keep his head above water while everyone’s playing their own game.

Chapter releases are scarce, but happen between Thursdays and Saturdays! Read Episode 1 of Knights Multiverse on WEBTOON now!! Synopsis— A boy is raised in a dark and impoverished environment from birth. He realizes the unfairness of the world from an earlier age than most. As he begins to grow older, he decides that he doesn't want anyone else to go through what he did. But the world is a big place, and there are situations that can be far worse than what he could ever imagine. As he fights his way through dark organizations, republics, wars, and even the gods themselves, our main protagonist comes to see just how shallow his dream really is. Is it even possible to achieve such a thing? But the answer to that is far away, past even the largest countries, or even the largest planets. The core of good and evil itself lies at the origin of all things. Beyond the barrier.

Leo had been living a peaceful life when, suddenly, his tranquility was shattered by his haunting past. Someone he thought he'd escaped, someone he believed was behind him for good, was now chasing him once more. This time, no matter where Leo ran or hid, the person was relentless—coming for him. ..... Leo’s skin crawled under the touch, his breath shallow as he forced himself to speak. “Stop.” The figure’s eyes flashed with something dark, something possessive. “Stop?” he repeated, his voice a low whisper, like a soft hum in Leo’s ear. “You don’t really want me to stop.” Leo’s heart pounded, his vision blurring at the edges. “I’m not—” His voice broke, and he clenched his jaw, trying to pull himself together. “I’m not the same person you knew.” The figure’s smile returned, colder now, more menacing. “Neither am I.” Before Leo could react, the figure’s hand wrapped around his wrist, gripping tightly, pulling him closer. Leo gasped, his body stiffening as he was yanked forward, their faces now inches apart. He could feel the figure’s breath on his skin, cold and unsettling, his eyes burning into him with an intensity that made Leo’s stomach twist. “What do you want from me?” Leo’s voice wavered, his chest tightening as the reality of the situation settled in. The figure’s lips curled into a smirk, his grip tightening. “I want you to remember. I want you to feel what you’ve tried to forget.” Leo’s mind raced, his thoughts scrambling for a way out. But before he could say anything, the figure’s hand slid from his wrist to the back of his neck, pulling him in sharply. Their lips collided, a hard, forceful kiss that sent a shock through Leo’s entire body. Leo’s breath hitched, his mind screaming in protest, but his body was frozen, trapped in the overwhelming force of the moment. The figure’s grip tightened, his kiss rough, claiming, as if trying to erase every part of Leo that had moved on, every part that had healed.

This story is about you. After a life of wasted opportunities, your heart gave out, leaving you full of regret. But in a twist of fate, you've been given a second chance. This time, it's different. You're no longer seeking shallow pleasures—you’re searching for meaning. With a fresh start, you will travel from one country to another, each with its own unique systems, traditions, and beliefs. Along the way, you’ll meet people who live in ways you've never imagined, and you’ll confront ideas that challenge everything you thought you knew about life. This is your journey to understand the world—and, more importantly, to understand yourself. How will you live now that you’ve been given this chance to truly experience life?

Gu Xiaor's body trembled as she was pushed onto the luxurious bed. The silk sheets beneath her felt cold, sending a chill down her spine. She knew, from tonight on, her fate was no longer hers to control. Li Juefeng's gaze was cold and predatory, his hands moved over her skin like fire, igniting a shiver in every nerve of her body. "Gu Xiaor, from now on, you belong to me," his deep voice whispered in her ear, a command laced with undeniable dominance. His strong body pressed down on hers, filling the entire space with his overwhelming presence. She bit down hard on her lip, tears slipping uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes. She knew there was no escape from this cruel deal. With her family in shambles and debts piling up, this was her only way out. She had to give herself to this ruthless man. Li Juefeng had no trace of mercy. His every move was filled with wild possessiveness, as if he intended to destroy her soul completely. Her legs were forcibly spread, the coldness of the room contrasting with the heat of his touch. His hands gripped her waist tightly, and his body invaded her without hesitation. Each thrust brought waves of pain and humiliation, searing into her every fiber. Gu Xiaor tried to remain silent, suppressing the urge to cry out, but her body betrayed her. With each forceful movement, her heart raced faster, her breath growing shallow. The sharp pain gradually dulled into numbness, but it was the feeling of helplessness that truly overwhelmed her. She clenched her eyes shut, trying to escape from this degrading moment, but deep inside, an emotion she couldn’t explain began to burn—something that frightened her even more. Li Juefeng grew fiercer with every movement, his sweat dripping onto her skin like burning embers. She dug her nails into his back, desperate to grasp even the faintest illusion of security. But in her heart, she knew—this wasn’t love. It was just a deal, and she was nothing more than a tool for his satisfaction. When he finally reached his climax, Gu Xiaor felt her heart shatter completely. Staring blankly at the ceiling, her vision blurred by tears, the world seemed to stop. She knew, in that moment, she had lost herself. Li Juefeng collapsed beside her, his breathing heavy, his face buried in her neck. Neither of them spoke; only the sound of their ragged breathing filled the room. Gu Xiaor’s mind was in turmoil, torn between agony and confusion. She had no idea if she could ever escape the abyss of love and hate that now bound them. And these 33 days of emotional torment were just the beginning of their tangled fate…

He was the King of darkness, but for her, he was a gentleman. ... Soft, shy, and sweet, Annika Knight is the pampered and dotted princess of the Knights. Until she wasn’t anymore… Enter, Avery Clifford, the lost princess at the birth. She is found at the hospital; weak and pale. Yet has the power to shake the existence of Annika Knight with the blood running in her veins. She has come with a purpose: To rightfully become the princess of the Knights and become the center of attention. And she succeeds. Love. Attention. Warmth. Status. Wealth. Fiancé. She has snatched it all, leaving Annika broken and abandoned with the ticket of plane to the London by the very family who once cherished her. Flames of revenge and the want of what rightfully belonged to her burned deeper and brighter than the sun in Annika’s heart. It Took five harsh, but awakening years to Annika to finally understand the scheme created by the Avery Clifford and the real faces of her family members who once dotted her a lot. Coming back, Annika Knight was not the same person anymore. Regal, astute, and strong-willed, she became the weapon to tear down the Avery Clifford’s mask and rightfully get her status as the princess and wealth back! She became a sharp sword that can pierce the hearts of many who once deemed her worthless and unworthy. But among all this, there was a man who she offended accidentally on one full moon, who has come stronger and fiercer to make her repay by sealing her fate with him— Xavier Castillo. The man, who has the power to shook the continents and destroy the kingdom. The only heir to the Empire! He has been running after her, trying all types of seduction techniques to get her under the sheets with him, but he didn’t succeed. So he forcefully bind her with him through a shot-gun marriage and demanded her to become his future kids mother!! --- Excerpt: He took a step towards her, his gray eyes appearing dark and icy as he trapped her beneath him. "Let go of me!" Annika yelled as she struggled, her heart anxious and breath coming shallow. He held her tight and leaned in to her. "What did I tell you, dear Annika?" He asked, his voice barely above whisper but contained an unsuppressed raw anger that chilled her heart. Annika stayed still and didn't dare to move. Blue eyes of her looking anywhere but at him. Xavier pinched her chin, hard, and made her look into his eyes. "Look in my eyes when I am talking to you, Annika." he spoke, breath coming hot and raw. "Now, tell me." He caressed her face, gently. "What did I tell you, sweetheart?" Red warning emitting from his voice. Annika visibly gulped and shakily spoke, "You told me... that I am your person." "That's right." Xavier nodded, tapping his finger on her cheek. "Then sweetheart..." He suddenly cupped her face in his hand, hard. Uncontrollable anger emitting from his being. "Why did you thought that letting him touch you would be a good idea?" "I..." "You're my fucking bride and mine alone, Annika. Let anyone touch what's mine, I will destroy them and bathe you in their fucking blood!" he growled, deep and rough.

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.

The youngest Wiseman of the continent, Chu Tian, has traveled 30,000 years back in time to the age of antiquity due to an accident. This is a prosperous era. Rare herbs, minerals, treasure relics and monsters can be easily found throughout the land. However, this is also an undeveloped era. Communications, traffic, martial arts and technology are in its early stage of development. Prosperous cities lack lighting while its citizens are uneducated. Our decisive MC using his future knowledge creates Magic powered light bulbs, magic powered telephones, magic powered cannons, magic powered computers, artificial intelligence, psyche internet. 30,000 years worth of knowledge allows him to create miracles and shine brightly in this era. Allowing him to conquer the land and sit firmly on the throne of the 10 realms.

As everyone's attention shifted to the clock, its hands inching towards 12, a sudden and unexpected darkness swept over the room. A strange, otherworldly voice echoed through the engulfing shadows, "This will be fun." And in that moment, everything changed. ... "Let's see, for you... what about a game of chess?" the skeleton proposed, its voice a strange blend of ageless wisdom and playful mischief. ... "The world is filled with uncertainties and choices," the skeleton began, its voice echoing softly in the void. "They intertwine in a beautiful, complex way – not entirely random, but not predetermined either. You're not completely free, yet not entirely a prisoner. To simplify... or perhaps complicate things, I'm setting you humans in a game. A vast game, by your standards. The 'why' of this game is for you to uncover, as is its objective." ... “You’ve pondered it, but the true scope of this Game is beyond your wildest imagination…” A brief pause punctuated its point, “You are simply too limited in your current state to grasp its magnitude,” it continued. “No matter what strategy you devise, what concept you conjure, or what combination you dream up, anything within the realm of human creation or conception, even with your stats boosted a thousandfold, will not even remotely approach the complexity of the Game.” ... "Your efforts may finally prove beneficial, Alice," her mother continued, her tone shifting as she broached a subject heavy with implications. "We have received an offer of marriage on your behalf. Richard, the Count's second son, has shown interest." ... In the quiet, she schemed, her influence extending unseen through whispered words and carefully planted ideas. Her musings occasionally ventured to whether it was sight that rendered others so blissfully unaware of the deeper currents of life, or if she, endowed with an extraordinary mind amidst her physical limitations, was an anomaly in a world too shallow to fathom her depths. ... From the outset, Dante had committed to a journey that demanded sacrifices far greater than physical loss; he had forsaken the allure of the limelight to embrace the obscurity of the shadows, foregoing the direct thrill of wielding magic and superhuman abilities. The true terror for Dante lay in the possibility of anything derailing him from reaching the zenith of The Game. His resolve was ironclad, driven by an insatiable curiosity to discover what lay at the pinnacle. ... Maybe, just maybe, her times of boredom were over. *** What's in store with “A Tale of Fate, Choices & Summons, Vol. 1: The Summoner’s Gambit"? -Heavy on game elements and progression. -A slow burn with precise conciseness throughout the story. -Multiple POVs with two main characters. -A new concept for a necromancer... sorry, an undead summoner like you've never seen! -Laughs, because who doesn't need a giggle? -Characters that grow on you, literally. -Enlightenment typical of the wuxia-style. -Kingdom management. *Updates each two days, with chapters of 2000+ words. *For extra chapters check: patreon.com/Wavequill

Once a multimillionaire, I found myself on the brink of bankruptcy at the age of 30, about to savor life. My wife of six years not only handed me divorce papers but also adorned me with a glaring green hat. In the depths of life's trough, I serendipitously encountered a captivating female CEO. Determined to reclaim my innocence, I resurrected the glory of yesteryears. Armed not only with vengeance against my enemies but also a mission to make those who once looked down on me pay the price for their shallow judgments!......

Leopold is an agent from an agency that specializes in breaking up marriages. He doesn't believe in love, thinking that women are shallow creatures who only care about money. That's why his agency, which he founded, always managed to complete missions no matter how high the risks were, paving his way to becoming a wealthy man as he had always dreamt. He never involves his emotions in any mission. His tactics are very well-planned and precise, regardless of the type of woman he faces. He always has a strategy to conquer them. Until he meets Serena. A divorcee from an old-money tycoon who assigned him to the mission of becoming an "Alimony’s breaker" by getting Serena to marry him, as he refuses to give her a substantial amount of alimony every month. Serena is the woman who challenges his principles and judgments about women. Despite her simple nature, his charm does not tempt her, no matter how close he gets. This both frustrates and obsesses him at the same time. Will Serena succumb and boost Leopold's ego that no woman is beyond his conquest, or has Leopold fallen too deeply into his obsession with her?

Iminoaru Rinri(Ethics with Meanings). Take place in a city called Arcgow Prizlaw. Andrew Aemilius, a high school student, will be facing four years of high school. He will understand from his shallow self, that he needs to learn about all or different morals, the good and the evil. Through complex, unknowing situations, and events, he will learn the principles and understandings of morals. In his daily life as a high school student. **IMPORTANT:(The story, Characters, and Incidents Mentioned in this story are entirely fictional.)** Spoilers and more information down; [ Undoubtedly the Description and the Book cover will change, this will be for the Arcs of the story. And when you read this this means that you need a little bit more understanding. So for the "morals" will work the pros and cons of that said moral, the MC will need to understand both sides of that moral. That's how the story will work if you don't understand lol ]

"Help me..." "If you want my help…" Domhall, in his demonic form, squatted in front of Louisanna as his long, dirty nails lightly caressed her neck, creating a shallow wound in it. "Beg for it." Domhall Palmer was living his life to the fullest as a multi-billionaire CEO, not until something strange happened after the last eclipse of the year. In the middle of the night, when everyone was intoxicated and insane, he suddenly vanished into the world… and without his consent and consciousness, he became the demon king. When he found out that Luna, the one he had the last connection with can bring his old life back, he forced her to bound a contract with him as he wanted to make his plans achievable by keeping his prey closer… not knowing that he was the one being trapped. Would he fall in love with her for another time? Or decide to end all his suffering by killing the woman who started it all?

Devon slaps Eleanor across the face for turning down his advances. This was nothing new; in this world, women of lower status are treated like slaves and toys because they are the primary reason that the corrupted She monsters known as Divas exist. ... ... ... [4 weeks later] Devon's body was located at the bottom of a deep cavity in the Divine Forest, with both hands and legs cut off, and evidence of severe torture was revealed, including a level of violence that is too awful to describe. The injuries found on the body, however, were extensive, with the major ones including seven broken ribs, 519 shallow cuts all over the body, both eyes forcefully removed, his manhood gruesomely stretched beyond repair, and his teeth and fingers forcefully ripped off and wrapped around his neck, the arteries as a base, almost as if it was a warning. ... ... ... Kerja was almost taken advantage of by the head trainer Leon, but a great disturbance occurs in the courtyard, compelling the trainer to stop his evil crime. [8 hours later] Leon's body was discovered, and the cause of death was 495 stab wounds to the chest. At the scene, only a mysterious girl claiming to be him was discovered, and all evidence points to her committing the murder. The delusional woman was sentenced to life in the Orc lab as a breeder girl for the heinous crime. ... ... ... "Lord Agnus, you must believe me, Xander your son is dangerous, I saw it with my own eyes, that thing you brought back from your mission isn't human, I saw him kill my sister, he took her wings and forced her to eat it, and forced me to watch, please husband, you must kill him while he is still young, you must... *Slap* "Silence woman who allowed you to speak, that thing you call a monster was one of my blood brother's son." He is the last remaining Overdeath in existence, like his father, he will grow up to be a fine assassin, do not defame such noble blood, as long as I breathe no harm will come to him, you will treat him with respect, am I clear?" Angus yelled at his fifth concubine, irritated by her slanders; after all, she has always been down his throat since Xander arrived, and if he doesn't correct her now, she will definitely enrage him, forcing her to fuck about and find out. Meanwhile, Ram looked over at Xander's bed and noticed the black hair Demon in the guise of a toddler floating and gliding in the air, silently laughing at her, all the while keeping that awful sadistic smile of his. It was plain to see what Xander was thinking. He was relishing her agony, as well as the several fruitless attempts she made to expose him. To add insult to injury, he suddenly brought out a familiar skull as he began sharpening his keen demonic claws, Yes! this demon child who torments her even in her dream, kept her sister's skull as a file to sharpen his claws. "Please believe me, my darling... l-l-look, he's flying again, that technique shouldn't be feasible for a one-year-old... it's a saint-class performance, I tell you, he's the devil!!!" Angus turns around, but Xander is sleeping quietly on his bed, not bothering anyone, until he looks back at Ram. For the fifty-fifth time, she was slapped over the balcony for lying about his adopted son. «Congratulations. The task "Rightful discipline" is complete» «Reward 1: Three-level advancement» «Reward 2: Stealth has been promoted to Level 34» «New mission established» «Use the astral body technique to stalk Priscilla without her divine intuition detecting you.» «Reward 1: ???» «Reward 2: An angel's inquisitiveness»

In the heart of a desolate battlefield, A young man lay battered and wounded, his breaths shallow and laboured. The clash with the forces of darkness had taken its toll, and he knew his strength was waning. As the sun dipped below the horizon, a sinister figure emerged from the shadows, its towering form casting a foreboding presence over the fallen warrior—a Count Dragon. Killian accepted the limit of his strength, ready to join his Fallen Comrades. "Would you like to go back in time?", a voice whispered in his ears. "Yes" [Host has created a successfully created a contract with The Outer God] "May you succeed, Human, or should i say, Outer",