Dares For Farewell Party

"To many stars, too many dreams. The reality is that in front of these things. I'm just a speck of dust " -RM(BTS) 8/4/2030,Kashmir,India "Now my life is set. I got a fine job, a car and I brought a house for my parents. My materialistic dreams come true. I'm happy you know "I said to her. "But what about your first love, Tanisha? He is getting married in 2 month. "Risha to me. This thing broke my heart but he can't be forever because it's a one sided love for him. "I'm happy for him "giving a genuine smile to her l said. ヾ(≧▽≦*)oo==[]::::::::::::::::> 16/6/2031,Dishpoor,Guwahati ,Assam "You are getting married to him, tan "Aunty said to me in a broken voice. But I can't. 14/2/2032 , South Mumbai, Mumbai "Our marriage, it's just a force one. You will never get love and respect form me "He shouted at me. "Than why you agreed for the marriage that time. "I said to him. "Because of my reputation in the society "And then he is gone to that girl who is breaking by marriage which is already broken by one side . "Sahil please don't don't go. " o==[]::::::::::::::::> Two individual who are bond to societies norms are finding their happiness with out breaking any rules. However they don't know that some rules are made to brake.

"My fiancé is a high school student?" Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha. Ah, there's a third option, too. "Should I just off myself or something?" *** #omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

A rewrite of [Piecing Her Fragments]. Same concept and premise, but a different storyline progression. **** Soul F-3245 awakens with no memories of who she is or how she died. And just when she's about to go insane from loneliness in Nirvana-the cosmic soul recycling factory-she's given a chance to be free and regain her memories from the CMA, a Cross-Dimensional Organization. With a new job and more questions, she moves from world to world, taking tasks and missions. But why is it that there's this one person in each world who makes her heart go doki-doki?(as described by her System). ****** World 1: Interstellar Setting -- Criminal Human Princess(MC) x Ambitious Alien Princess (FL) World 2:????? World 3:????? ****** 1. Read first, don't let the synopsis discourage you. Because I'm very bad at writing them. 2. I'm still very much new in writing, so cut me some slack while you're reading. 3. There's an overarching plot, so don't worry, it isn't just some meaningless world travel. 4. To prevent burnout, I'll be releasing 3 chapters per week. I might change the schedule as time goes on. 5. You will find plot holes, this is inevitable, because the story's focus is more on the romance progress and not setting/world building. 6. The tags does not necessarily account for all you'll see in the novel, because duh, it's world hopping. 7. The cover isn't mine. It's a screenshot from the Academy's Undercover Professor manga (really good stuff).

Yuno is an unlucky part-timer working in a convenience store for Espers and Guides. That means they sell stuff that makes their store look like an adult shop. During his shift, the highest-grade aphrodisiac they have was stolen. He chased the thief, determined to retrieve the stolen Item from their store. But, much to Yuno's annoyance, he found himself in a dangerous situation with Ki Gayoon— the infamous Esper on the verge of a Rampage. How does the saying go again? 'The way to an Esper's heart is through his d*ck.' Is Yuno supposed to, uhm, do "it" to calm Ki Gayoon before he snaps and kills them both? #guide #esper #guideverse

After dying while trying to save the Hero's life, only to be abandoned by him the very next instant, Raven ends up before the goddess who'd given him as well as his party their powers. Having witnessed the Hero's failures, the Goddess and Raven strike a deal of mutual benefit. And what's the deal you ask? He has to take over the Hero's spot and strike the forces of evil out of her world. And his reward? The power to steal any woman of course! Revived with the power to seduce anyone no matter their relationship status, the biggest playboy adventurer begins his journey to rack up the highest body count throughout the world! Special Note: Uncensored character pics on my discord server, please join! Warnings: R18||Violence||BDSM||Heavy Netori Elements(Mc stealing other people's woman) [Note]: 1. None of the heroines will cheat on MC 2. It does involve MC stealing other people's partners - (Netori) 3. Any support especially gifts, golden tickets, votes, etc = more updates more frequently 4. Please let me know about any grammatical errors in any chapter through the comments. 5. Complaints about anything that I've already warned about in the 'warning' section will be ignored. Connect with me here to keep up with the story's progress: Discord: https://discord.gg/JvdHxKekh2

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?

Freddy, seorang abdi negara yang prioritas utamanya adalah negara, kemudian bertemu dengan seorang gadis secara tidak sengaja. Ketidaksengajaan ini lalu membawa mereka ke dalam kisah yang berwarna-warni. "Jika tidak denganmu, maka tidak dengan siapapun." Ikuti kisah petulangan Reana dan Freddy dalam serial #ReaDy for Love. Disclaimer: Cerita ini hanya fiktif belaka. Jika ada kesamaan nama tokoh, tempat kejadian ataupun alur cerita, itu adalah kebetulan semata dan tidak ada unsur kesengajaan.

The Dancing Corpse Known to be the weakest party in the entire kingdom. They were constantly mocked by others for how pathetic they were. The main character, Rashin, who was supposed to be the plot armor of the story, could barely protect his own harem. That was until Gideon arrived—reincarnating into the story as Rashin himself. But the two were completely different. Why? This new Rashin was blessed with a unique system. He could level up everyone in his party, taking them from a measly F rank to S rank. [You have registered xxxx as your party member.] [Current relationship score is 60%; you can only increase from F to C rank.] [Improve relationships with key characters to unlock higher ranks.] [You have gained a new skill from leveling up your party members.] [You have now unlocked the skill-back system.] [For every party member you level up, you gain their skills and talents.] Rashin was now on a journey to build the strongest harem to ever walk the earth.

"Homura,ini adalah tugas untuk mu yaitu lindungi lia dari raja iblis maupun jendralnya." "Hanya orang terpilih yang dapat menyelamatkan dunia ini" "Bob.. aku tidak yakin jika Homura bisa menang melawan mereka semua!" "Lia dengar! hanya kau satu-satunya yang bisa membantu homura!" "Homura sadar lah!!!" "AGHH!!!! HENTIKAN!!!" "Musuh sebenarnya bukanlah Raja iblis tapi-"

Hernia is his to care for and he doesn’t care what the world thinks of that.

In a fantasy where zombies are prevalent, a group of misfits retaliates to revolutionize to free the kingdom from the zombie king; their journey takes an interesting turn after they meet a self-proclaimed legendary chef who might be hiding something.

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

When rivalry and ambition collide, Melanie Scott and Rhys Edwards are forced to confront their past, navigate betrayals, and uncover the power of love. In a game of dominance and control, hearts are tested, alliances are formed, and vulnerability becomes the ultimate strength. Will love triumph over ambition, or will their battles consume them?

The story is about how an old man wanted to fly on an airplane all his life, but he still couldn't do it.

Amara is a beautiful, charming girl who never imagined that her life could transit into the circle of wealthy people in a day. She was invited by her best friend, Teni, to attend her brother's birthday party one faithful day, and there she was opened to another world, a world of extravagance. Dennis, the billionaire birthday celebrant, was used to many ladies seeking his attention. As the champagne is being popped, a young lady walks in. He almost dropped the cup of glass he was holding. Amara didn't dress luxuriously as others but there is something about how she took her steps, the gaze of her eyes that Dennis couldn't resist. How did she get in here? Was the question in the mind, of Dennis. A few moments later, Dennis makes his findings to know who has brought the young lady to his birthday party. Through his patience and observation, he knew his sis brought her. Their paths later cross, and Dennis is left to battle the difference in their Social class. In a world where status is of priority, can two hearts from different worlds come together and beat as one? Billionaire’s Birthday Party is a heartwarming tale of love, trust, and breaking boundaries.

Welcome to Asmodeus. An entire class of high school students have been reincarnated after your previous life ended. A mad wizard accidentally opened a portal between their world and this one, destroying their bodies. In an effort to preserve their soul, The God of the world brought them here to Asmodeus, not out of kindness but as a show, a land where magic and war shape destinies. They may choose a path to become a hero, a villain, or remain a passive observer. In 20 years, a tournament will be held to determine the strongest among them, and the victor will be granted a gift, after which they will be reincarnated once more.

Kirigaya Ryugamine is an unassuming middle school boy with a hidden gift for drawing, preferring to pour his emotions into his art rather than expose himself to judgment. His quiet life begins to change when he meets Kiryuin Shiina, a confident and composed girl who seems to have it all-but harbors a distance that no one can bridge. Through a chance meeting at the riverside and shared work at a part-time library job, the two form an unlikely bond, one that grows into something deeper, though neither dares to say it aloud. As high school begins, Kiryuin starts to change. Her once-assured demeanor shifts unexpectedly-at times warm and familiar, and at others distant, almost like a stranger. Kirigaya notices her growing avoidance of him and her peculiar interactions with a boy from their past, one she claims not to know yet later engages with as though they share a complicated history. Unable to comprehend the changes in her behavior, Kirigaya is drawn into a web of uncertainty. He wrestles with questions that have no answers: What is Kiryuin hiding? Why does her mood shift so drastically? And what is her connection to the boy who suddenly reappears in her life? As Kirigaya searches for the truth, he finds himself sketching the moments they once shared, hoping his art will hold the fragments of a love he fears may never be whole. In the quiet of spring, at the riverside where it all began, a bittersweet farewell awaits-a moment where love, mystery, and the weight of unspoken words converge.

Ivy Green, a gentle florist, believed in love and happily-ever-afters. But her perfect life shattered when she caught her fiancé, Samuel, in the arms of her stepsister. Betrayed by the two people she trusted most, Ivy’s heartbreak drove her to the unthinkable—ending her own life. Yet death wasn’t the end. Reborn with all the painful memories of her past, Ivy awakens with a mysterious power she never knew she had. Stronger and wiser, she vows to uncover the secrets of her betrayal and take back control of her life. Her journey for justice leads her to Sebastian Hale, a brooding and powerful man cursed by his family’s dark legacy. Their fates entwine in unexpected ways, testing Ivy’s resolve and opening the door to a love that could heal her shattered heart—or destroy it completely. Votes for Vows is a tale of heartbreak, rebirth, and redemption, perfect for readers who love emotional twists, gripping revenge, and slow-burn romance.

Alicia had always despised writing. Her past held secrets that made the thought of putting pen to paper unbearable. Yet, when her school insisted she join the journalism club, she reluctantly agreed, unaware that this decision would change her life forever. An unknown person suddenly entered her life, a person who is a passionate writer and photographer with an eye for detail and a heart full of stories. Their worlds collide in unexpected ways, and what begins as a forced partnership soon blossoms into a powerful bond. Together, they embark on a journey through the lens of a camera and the tip of a fountain pen. But as their connection deepens, the shadows of Alicia's past loom larger. What made her hate writing so much, and will her newfound relationship with this unknown person help her confront her fears? I'll write, for you and for us is a gripping tale of love, secrets, and the power of storytelling. Dive into Alicia's world and discover how two souls, brought together by fate, can rewrite their destinies.

Whenever I read mangas or novels about adventurers being expelled from the legendary hero's group... I always thought... Why do they despise, humiliate and expel a person who was useful in theory and practice? (And sometimes it turns out that the expelled person was stronger than the hero or leader of the group) And to myself I said, they expelled him because he 'had it short' in a mockery of that cliché and ridiculous premise... And I thought , what if I wrote a story with that cliché premise. This is the result, I hope you enjoy it! PS: It's my first novel, it's almost a writing exercise, but I really put a lot of love into it

After XNE231 failed to kill the Concept Of Death, he was forced to work for the Pleasure Party, providing services to Elite Of Society along with the help of Guardian of Concept Of Death. XNE231 wants to once retire after working off the debt he owes to Pleasure Party.

In a bustling city, top journalist Han Sohee teams up with Tae hu, a quiet detective, to crack a tough case. As they dig deeper, they uncover ties to Han Sohee's past and sparks fly. Tae hu, usually a loner, starts to open up. Their growing bond adds a twist to their investigation. Will their newfound closeness help them solve the case, or will it complicate everything?

What would you do if you met a mysterious charming stranger, but could never fully see his face? That was the very predicament Cloud Belmont found himself in. It was unusual to find the spark one had been searching for, for so many years on Palace Grounds, but somehow they had found each other. Although this mysterious man knows everything about Cloud. Cloud has not even seen the face of the person he spends endless amounts of hours with. Follow Cloud’s journey on finding out who the man is and his own journey on finding himself.

"The moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew that you weren't her real daughter, a real daughter wouldn't have five fingers print on her face caused by a slap, and she wouldn't have let me marry you without a white wedding, please don't ask me how I knew" ...... "Sir, you mean you knew from day one that I wasn't her real daughter" ....... "I told you to not ask questions, and if you must know yes. And when will you stop calling me sir, I married you Kate, I mean I am deeply obsessed with you, but you are hurting me, and for the people that gave you those bruises, I will make them pay. Nobody dares mess with my wife and goes free"...... "Kate let's just start afresh, please I can't live without you. I am ready to do anything just to be with you forever. Plus, you have my child right in your stomach, please don’t do this” Will you marry me."..... Kate stared in disbelief,at the man kneeling in front of her and thought for some seconds that she was dreaming. The almighty Jackson obsessed with her? nobody would even believe that type of a story, especially her aunt and cousins, because even she herself didn't believe it. *************** Never in this life, would people believe that the almighty Jackson will fall madly in love and even obsessed with a particular lady who wasn't even his taste at all. A low class and innocent soul, who everyone thought wouldn't survive his aura. This was a man who plays football with every lady's heart obviously because of his good looks, money and fame. He was a man, who never believed in true love, but he got to testify to love as he fell uncontrollably in it

“Elise…” I called out to her. I wanted to say something but my brain could not form any words to utter. So, her name in my lips lingered and silence enveloped us. I glimpsed at her peaceful face and, as if on cue, my nerves relaxed. I gently touched her cheeks using my thumb then moved to her lips. Everything is probably an understatement of what I am willing to do for her. Beyond everything, that is, if it exists. I moved closer to reach the seat belt and quickly strapped her. I also adjusted my seat and strapped my own. Then, I started the car engine and drove off. My mind wandered off our first meeting. She didn’t appear promising to me when she descended the doorstep of their house. She walks extremely slow and she hangs her head down like a sinner. The cuffs of her long sleeves were constantly pulled to hide her hands. Then, she looked up to meet my gaze. Her eyes were puffy and it was very obvious that she spent an hour, and probably more, crying. Nevertheless, she smiled at me, giving me an access to view her white teeth. She, then, accepted the flowers that I was offering. Her nails were clean and bare, no paint. Then, she muttered her first word to me, “Thank you.” After that, she went inside.