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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Disclaimer: Cover mine, kindly do not use or replicate. Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

After dying a virgin, Elias Gray is given a second chance—reincarnated in a magical world with the "Lust System", a divine artifact that allows him to gain power by pleasuring women, fulfilling their desires, and growing a harem of elite lovers. From cold queens and fierce warrior women to shy beastgirls and seductive demons, Elias must dominate the world with charm, cunning—and unholy pleasure. But pleasure comes with a price, and not all lovers are loyal. Can he rise to the top without being devoured by lust or betrayal? Elias wandered through the bustling Travelers’ Hub, a sprawling nexus of portals and pathways where high-ranking voyagers crossed dimensions. The air hummed with the faint pulse of arcane energy, and the scent of ozone clung to the stone corridors. His boots echoed against the polished marble as he passed glowing sigils etched into the walls, each marking a gateway to another realm. He was no stranger to these halls, but tonight, a faint murmur from the inner chambers of the elite travelers piqued his curiosity. The voices were low, urgent, and laced with something primal that made his pulse quicken. Drawn toward a shadowed alcove, Elias noticed a heavy iron door, slightly ajar, its surface engraved with runes that pulsed faintly in the dim light. A cold draft slipped through the crack, carrying a whisper of sound—a soft, rhythmic moan that stirred the air. His breath caught, curiosity warring with caution, but the pull was too strong. He nudged the door open and stepped into a chamber cloaked in near-darkness, lit only by a single flickering torch that cast long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. In the center of the room, Lilith knelt on a plush velvet cushion, her silhouette unmistakable even in the gloom. Her dark hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, her skin glowing faintly as if kissed by moonlight. She was bent forward, her hands braced against the floor, her body arched in a way that spoke of surrender and desire. Beside her stood a man, his face marred with jagged scars that caught the torchlight, giving him a rugged, dangerous edge. His eyes burned with intensity as he gazed down at her, his presence commanding the room. The air grew thick as the man’s hand moved, deliberate and unhurried. He spat into his palm, the sound sharp in the quiet, and slid his fingers along Lilith’s exposed skin, tracing the curve of her thigh before slipping between her legs. A low, shuddering moan escaped her lips, her body trembling as she parted her thighs wider, inviting more. The man’s fingers worked with a slow, teasing rhythm, coaxing gasps from her that echoed softly off the stone walls. Her breaths grew ragged, her hips rocking against his hand, and then—a sharp cry as her body convulsed, a glistening rush of release spilling onto the floor beneath her. The man let out a deep, guttural groan, his own arousal evident in the tightening of his jaw. He shifted, freeing himself from his trousers, his erection thick and heavy in the flickering light. He pressed himself against her, sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust that drew a long, throaty moan from Lilith. Her fingers curled against the floor, nails scraping the stone as he moved, each thrust deep and measured, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the chamber. In and out, a steady rhythm that built with intensity, her gasps rising in pitch. Lilith’s eyes fluttered, her body quivering with pleasure as she pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a hunger of her own. When he paused, drawing back slightly, she reached for him, her hand guiding him back inside with a desperate urgency. Her moans grew louder, unrestrained, as she surrendered fully to the sensation, her body trembling under the weight of her desire. The room seemed to pulse with their shared rhythm, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and heat, the torchlight casting their entwined shadows across the walls like a forbidden dance. R18 content

She stripped out of the soft ivory linen robe clinging tightly on her attractive curves. It had accented her large breasts in an appealing way, leaving a great part of her cleavage peeking and almost popping out. Her firm and erect tits bounced out, mould lips glistening with wet arousal. An ember of lust sparked in her loins as she imagined him pounding into her with his engorged and throbbing manhood. And as she spied the king-sized bed, she knew that in a matter of minutes she would be on it and be fucked by him, introduced into a world of uninhibited sexual acts and uncontrolled lust. "Isn't this what you wanted like all the other Alphas?" She asked, her voice barely holding together, trembling with pain and contempt. But Alpha Denzel had never touched a woman despite the harem he kept from his conquests. And so he stood frozen as he beheld the figure before him, eyes dark and unreadable. Seconds stretched, then without a word, he stepped forward to pick up her discarded robe. Gently, like she was something fragile, he wrapped it around her. Covered her, then turned his back and walked away. The door closed behind him with a quiet finality that thundered in her ears. Danika blinked. An awkward strangled cackle tore from her throat. Her body folded as if laughing could mask the slow collapse happening inside her. Shame flooded her before the humiliation crashed,sharp and sudden. Had he found her lacking? Was her worth so small he didn’t even want what every other Alpha would have torn through blood to claim? Her fists clenched around the robe he had wrapped around her. The same robe that now felt like a reminder. A brand of his rejection. And yet… somewhere beneath the storm inside her, a colder question whispered: Why didn't he want her? *** Rejected. Unclaimed. Unwanted. Danika spent her life cast aside by her pack, her father and by fate itself. A wolfless omega who was never meant to matter. She had always sought solace, looking for a place or mate whom she would belong to. But after being branded the living disgrace of a deposed Alpha, she gave up on hope long ago. Months after escaping her triplet Alpha mates, she's chosen for the Bloodmoon Hunt—a brutal tradition that seals her fate with Alpha Denzel, the cursed and cold-blooded ruler feared across all packs. A man she hated and whose pack she had a vendetta against. He is the beast no one dares to love or tame. The same enigma her father made him into. But Danika? She has a beast of her own. And she vows to either tame —or destroy him. Whichever comes first.

Lollipop was many things: gorgeous, ruthless, and arguably the most expensive night escort in the city. But being stabbed in the back—literally—by a delusional ex-client was not how he planned to end his reign. One moment he was sprawled in blood and rain, and the next… he wakes up in a gilded four-poster bed, dressed like a Victorian porcelain doll. Now in the body of Rosalee Florenzia, a delicate "girl" from a disgraced noble house, Lollipop discovers he's transmigrated into the world of a romance otome game he's played (and mocked) dozens of times. The twist? He’s not the heroine. Not even the villainess. He’s a third-rate lackey—a minor background character meant to prance prettily and maybe get publicly humiliated once or twice before dying altogether along with his cold hearted "family". Except this time, the character is him. In a society where gender is more fluid than wine at a noble banquet, Lollipop learns that he's now a Second—a rare gender capable of pregnancy and seduction regardless of how they present. Raised as a girl by scheming parents and trained to seduce the Crown Prince, Rosalee is stuck in a game of power and manipulation where even the villainess has villainesses. Worse? The villainess knows everything about Rosalee—including that Rosalee’s own family plans to use him to outshine her—and she’s using that as leverage to bend him to her will. Thrown out by his “new” family, Rosalee does the only thing he knows how to do: survive. By charm. By scandal. By crawling his way back into high society... and maybe into a few rich men's beds. But nothing is easy when the love interests—the golden Crown Prince, the aloof Duke's son, the ethereal High Priest, and even the dangerous leader of the Dark Guild—start looking his way. Lollipop isn't trying to win their hearts—hell, he’s not even supposed to be on the board! But his luscious curves, foul mouth, and unmatched seduction skills start shaking the very structure of this once-rigid fairytale. With a mirror in one hand and a dagger in the other, Rosalee must navigate blackmail, backstabbing, and ballroom politics—because this isn’t just a game anymore. This time, he’s playing to win.

Across the world, an unseen plague spreads. Ordinary people descend into madness, becoming Holmen: twisted, violent, and vanishing without a trace. They slaughter their families. They burn their homes. They destroy without reason or remorse. No one agrees on the cause. The Temple blames moral decay. The Regime of Ezkabel calls it natural. But one thing is clear, they are multiplying. The Corruption is rising. The world’s largest power, Ezkabel, rules two-thirds of the known lands through formation magic and authoritarian order. Its systems are efficient, cold, and absolute. Its influence reaches even where its banners do not. But beneath the surface, older sciences remain in Eastern Crescent, a curving pensnuila, ruled by three clans. And in the midst of it all stands Larsen, a frail boy with a shattered past and a silence so deep it scrapes the soul. While others fear the Holmen outside, Larsen hunts his own darkness within. In a time when even heroes lose their way, can a boy with nothing left find a reason to fight?

La fiancée a trahi, mais comment pouvait-elle savoir que l'homme qu'elle méprisait était en fait un prodige doté de talents de guérison et de prouesses martiales !

Né dans une famille de mineurs pauvres, Karl n'avait qu'une seule chance de réussir dans la vie, le jour annuel de recrutement de l'élite. Lors de leur dernier jour d'école secondaire, chaque élève de la Nation du Dragon Doré recevait une injection expérimentale pour éveiller leur affinité avec la magie. Ceux qui réussissaient devenaient l'Élite, les leaders et idoles de la nation, dotés de pouvoirs magiques incroyables et respectés de tous. Ceux qui échouaient retournaient à leur vie normale de dur labeur et de bas salaires, en faisant simplement de leur mieux. Mais avec la nation entourée d'ennemis, humains et monstres, combien de temps ces jours paisibles d'idoles magiques dureraient-ils? Suivez l'histoire de Karl alors qu'il éveille un pouvoir unique et s'efforce de devenir le premier Maître des Bêtes Légendaire au monde.

Archer Bennett—heureux de sa vie actuelle, est soudainement poignardé, perdant tout ce qu'il aime. Cependant, il découvre rapidement que la mort n'est pas toujours définitive. Transmigré dans un monde magique—sous le nom de enfant d'Archer Ashguard—il se retrouve abandonné. Perdu et seul, doté de pouvoirs magiques mystérieux et puissants. Il se lance dans une aventure parfois amusante, parfois sérieuse, et pleine de filles ! Rejoignez Archer dans son voyage légendaire qui changera le monde. Pas de NTR, Yuri ou Viol. ----------------------------------------------------- Si vous voulez me soutenir, achetez-moi un café - https://ko-fi.com/neganspalace Je ferai des modifications constantes ici et là, améliorant la grammaire et l'histoire en général. Illustrations des personnages sur Discord. Deux chapitres par jour. 500 Pierres = 1 chapitre supplémentaire. https://discord.gg/rkyQyz85DJ

There were three rules to working for CEO Karsten Chevalier. First, bring his coffee brimming hot and black like a starless night. Second, park your attitude outside his office door—his broody demeanour has the room covered. Third, never say ‘No’ to whatever he demands. Not even when he asks you to become his fake girlfriend? (Synopsis) Arata's fiance dumped her through a text on the day of their engagement party. The reason? She is too curvy for his taste! He only entertained her because of her prestigious family name. "Do you think men want a fatso like you? You're nothing without your family's name!" A heartbroken Arata sets out on a journey to discover herself without revealing she is the daughter of a billionaire. She moves to another city, away from her beloved family. ‘How dare he insult me? I love my curves and I will show him.’ Arata is not a damsel; her parents have raised her strong, and now it is time to become independent. Her heart is ablaze with newfound goals. One: to see how people will treat her if she acts like an ordinary girl and hides her identity. Two: to bag a bigger fish than her stinking—joke of an ex-fiancé. She will prove that a man will genuinely love her irrespective of her curves and surname! Arata's new life begins as the secretary of Karsten Chevalier, the CEO of a multinational clothing brand who is renowned for his dashing personality and enigmatic persona. Not much is publicly known about this man. Doused in mystery, the man has his own goals and hidden agenda which will topple Arata's world. Unfortunately, Karsten's handsome face becomes a punching bag in Arata's mind because of his ruthlessly demanding personality and ego larger than Mount Everest. Arata eases her frustrations by going to meet Twisted Rider, the currently popular yet mysterious, masked internet sensation. Both tangle under the sheets and he becomes her safe space as she complains and opens up about her boss. "Will you act as my girlfriend?” Karsten's proposal to become a fake girlfriend for his family events surprised Arata! How will Arata juggle the piling demands of her boss, her own heartbreak and the seduction traps of the masked man she loves to watch in her spare time? Will sparks fly between Arata and her colder-than-Arctic ice boss? Or, will she continue to complain to the masked man that her boss probably has a small PP? This is my entry for WSA 2025, please support it with your power stones. The book is a sequel to my previous novel “The CEO of My Dreams Returned To Me.” But it can read as standalone. A special thanks to Author Hansora for the overwhelming support and encouraging me to publish this book and helping me with the book cover. Want to chat or have any questions regarding the book? Find me on Instagram, Facebook and Discord with the same name.

The story follows the journey of a young man in a world thousands of years after a great calamity that left only 15% of the global population as survivors. In order to curve extinction, the survivors became Guardians: beings that use Soul Arms and Magic as tools to fight the Nycerii and Darkpawn that almost brought about their destruction. Follow his story as he meets new friends, faces incredible dangers, uncovers hidden truths and ultimately discovers the source of all that began this strife.

À 23 ans, Eléna Valtor, jeune guérisseuse au passé trouble, mène une vie discrète dans le royaume d’Ashelis. Dotée d’un pouvoir interdit — celui de ressentir les émotions les plus profondes des autres — elle cache son don pour échapper aux chasseurs de magie. Mais tout bascule le jour où elle sauve un homme gravement blessé... Cael Riven, héritier maudit d’une famille royale disparue, mystérieux, distant et hanté par une ancienne prophétie. Il affirme qu’elle est la Clé du Pacte du Saphir, une relique oubliée capable de faire tomber ou sauver le royaume. Tandis que des ennemis surgissent de l’ombre, Eléna devra affronter ses propres blessures, faire face à un amour interdit, et découvrir si son cœur peut guérir celui d’un homme brisé… ou s’il la détruira à son tour.

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

-~-WSA 2025 ENTRY-~- Kai Tensen’s life ends in a freak accident, only for him to wake up as a newborn in a completely different world filled with magic, danger, and a “System” providing him with information and secrets of the world. But his second chance at life takes a deadly turn when he discovers the truth: he’s the first necromancer in over 500 years, and the world will do anything to see him destroyed. Hunted by the fanatical Inquisition, Kai must outwit bounty hunters, corrupt mages, and even gods themselves to survive. As Kai’s strength grows, so does the danger. Each step into his newfound powers tests his humanity, forcing him to confront questions of loyalty, betrayal, and the cost of his ambition. But with whispers of a divine conspiracy and ancient relics that could shatter the gods’ control, Kai realizes his fight isn’t just for survival. It’s for revolution. In a world that brands him a monster, Kai vows to outlive his supressors. If they want a villain, he’ll give them one. The gods called him a curse and the church called him evil, but he’ll prove he’s their reckoning. Death is only the beginning. Author's Notes: As you may know, I'm also the author of Fractured Horizon, a slightly futuristic fantasy/sci-fi novel about mutated human monsters and psychics that battle them. I also wrote My Undeath, a reincarnation novel set in a fantasy world. It wasn't my best work, but I loved writing the story. I put a lot more time and effort into Reborn with a Necromancer System, and ironed out the details for a while, plotting approximately 500 chapters for all of you, but this novel could likely reach 1-2k chapters. If you liked either of my other two novels, this novel has a lot more planned for it than the other two. ----------------------------------------------------- Schedule: 10-20 chapters per week Chapter Length 1,000-2,000 words ----------------------------------------------------- Disclaimers: 1. This world is not like Earth. Applying common sense to some basic principles is pointless. 2. There are not any planned harems, but perhaps multiple love interests. 3. Although the main character has a necromancer system, we don't go straight into that. There's a bit of a slow burn, a learning curve for Kai, and he is just a baby when he starts, so give it some time to build up to it. He's not just going to be raising armies of undead while less than a year old. ----------------------------------------------------- Inspiration: D&D is a huge inspiration for this. And I have played as a necromancer-like character in dozens of games, read several books that had necromancers as either the main character, or the antagonist. Death has always been something that has interested me when it comes to my fiction, so I am hoping to share that with all of you. ----------------------------------------------------- Support the Author: Please use coins/stones/golden tickets, or review my novel!

『2025 WSA Entry』 『Notice!! Fellow readers, I am Freya, also known as the Omni-Harem System! To support the author in this competition and secure victory, certain conditions must be met. As such, Win-Win Mode has been activated』 『Win-Win Conditions』 - 250 Power Stones → +1 Extra Chapter - 550 Power Stones → +2 Extra Chapters - 999 Power Stones → +4 Extra Chapters 『Alternative Options』 - 10 Five-Star Reviews (from different users) → +1 Extra Chapter - 15 Five-Star Reviews (from different users) → +2 Extra Chapters 『Notice!! These are the conditions needed to activate Win-Win Mode! Check the synopsis below to learn more about the story』 『Extra Tags』 #SlowRomance #Supernatural #MonsterGirls #TeacherxStudent #Lore #Seinen #DereDiversity #ChildhoodFriends #NoYuri #NoNetorare .............................. Dane Harper's life was a monotonous grind. Stuck in a soul-sucking 9-to-9 job with barely any time to breathe, his only escape was the world of visual novels. From anime to manga, light novels to webnovels, Dane had consumed it all, but nothing compared to his ultimate obsession: Harem, Dragons, and Deities (HDXD). This legendary visual novel was a masterpiece of high fantasy, packed with detailed lore, jaw-dropping twists, and, of course, an insane harem of monster girls and powerful women. Dane had spent nearly 7,000 hours playing it, chasing every ending possible, especially the legendary [Overlord of Humanity Ending], where the protagonist builds a massive harem and spreads his superior genes across the HDXD universe. But when a cosmic accident caused by a mischievous witch-in-training, Beatrice, wipes out the entire human universe, Dane's life takes an unexpected turn. As the first soul to be reincarnated, Dane is offered two wishes by Beatrice: a world of his choosing and a fragment of her power. Without hesitation, Dane chooses the world of HDXD, a place he knows inside and out, and a unique ability to help him survive: the Omni Harem System. This system not only helps him level up and gain unique powers but also guides him in building the ultimate harem. Now, reborn as some random extra of this hellish game, Dane is ready to live out his wildest fantasies. His life goal, walk over the MC, and replace him... But this isn't just a game anymore; it's real life, and the stakes are higher than ever. From battling dragons and deities to navigating the complex personalities of the women around him, Dane must use his knowledge of HDXD and his new powers to carve out his destiny without getting curve stomp by the overpowered people around him. But let's be real, becoming the Overlord of Humanity isn’t going to be a walk in the park. This is HDXD we’re talking about; a world where one wrong move can lead to a bad ending so messed up it'll haunt your dreams. As such, every step towards that ending requires heart, commitment, and sheer will, and you best believe Dane is aiming for that ending at all costs.

Leia Solayne is the last remaining omega she-wolf. She is unmarked, untouched, and hidden among humans for years, until one day she was discovered, captured, and sold at an underground auction to Lucien Calandrino, the ruthless Alpha of the Darkmoor Pack. But the true shock comes when Leia learns her fate. She is expected to bear heirs for not just Lucien, but his two brothers as well: Ronan, the fierce warrior, and Kieran, the deceptively gentle youngest brother. Refusing to submit to them, Leia devises a plan to turn the three powerful Alpha brothers against each other, using their own dominance and desires to secure her freedom. Yet, as she navigates the dangerous game of power and seduction, an even greater threat looms. Her own heart starts beating for all three of them. Why is she drawn to all three of them? And why are they suddenly willing to fight for her, not as a breeder, but as their mate? Can Leia truly escape, or will she find herself bound to not just one Alpha, but all three? ~~~~~ “Why did you let Ronan and Kieran mark you before me?” Lucien's intimidating voice fell into her ears as he pressed her against the wall. The entire room was dark and she tilted her head to only see his red eyes, gleaming in possesiveness. Leia felt the gentle brush of his lips on her earlobe and his hand on one of her curves. “Are you jealous of your own brothers?” “I'm going fucking crazy, Leia. You seduce me, put my entire body on fire, then ignore me as if nothing has happened,” he whispered and buried his face in the crook of her neck as if he would brand her tonight. **The Story is purely a fiction. Names and places used have nothing to do with reality.**

The interview begins: "Boss Gu, what is your view on pursuing women?" "The most important thing is loyalty and protection." The man turned his head to look at the petite woman beside him, his deep-set eyes glowing with utmost affection. "He's obviously cunning and shameless, relentlessly dealing with both friends and in-laws, without any limits..." Shang Xixia's smile was brilliant, but her slightly twitching lips betrayed her silent complaints. "Boss Gu, why did you choose to inherit and manage the Gu Group?" "There are many ways to live life, I want to..." Gu Jingchen's lips curved slightly, exuding a calm elegance. "If I couldn't be at home all the time, Continuing her inner complaints, Shang Xixia glanced with great grievance at the man beside her. ... The most beautiful love is when, after growing up, you are still my beloved childhood sweetheart.

Suddenly, the door burst open, flying a meter away from its position. A figure stood at the center of the doorway, his chest heaved heavily. His sharp claws glistened in the dim light. His raven black hair was ruffled, and his eyes were silvery grey. “Master…” I muttered, a small smile curved on my lips. ‘He came at last.’ The temperature dropped as his overbearing aura crept into every corner of the room. Damon didn’t charge or growl. He just walked forward slowly, calmly, as if he had all the time in the world. But something about him felt like the calm before a storm. “Close your eyes,” he said. His voice was so calm, as if everything was alright. Then came a sharp, horrifying sound like thick fabric tearing. A blood-chilling cry followed. “STOP! PLEASE! I didn’t touch her… I was wrong… please…!” Erik wailed. But another snap came, followed by a heavy thud against the ground.  “Touch what belongs to me…” Damon murmured. His voice was low, steady, and terrifying. “…And this is what you get.” A long silence followed. Then, slow footsteps echoed. “You’re safe now,” he said. He covered my body with his jacket and carried me out. The candle behind us flickered once more, casting one last glow on Erik’s bloodied remains… before it went out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent woman she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

Reniel Corven once lived a simple life on Earth as Evan Walker, but fate pulled him into a world both ancient and divine—a realm where the blood of its god flows through the land and its people in the form of mana. What does it mean to belong to a world of swords and magic? Follow Reniel Corven as the mystery unfolds... --- Water on the golden grass and towering flowers glinted in the morning sunshine as blinding scintillations that dotted the forest floor. The branches of towering trees softly swayed and creaked from the gentle, cool morning breeze, their tops slowly gilded by the sun as it rose. The various birds chirped and warbled, and a small ladybug could be seen flying toward a ripe dew drop which sat on the precipice of a flower's petal. Looking down from the serene scene, though, a ghastly view broke the serenity before him: viscous maroon splattered on the rocky, dirt trail. Red crust on pallid skin; disheveled clothes shredded, torn, covered in dried mud, and stained in a deep vermilion; chunks of half-digested food scattered in front of his mouth, which smelled so strongly of bile it was just about the only thing that kept him awake for so long; and worst of it all: a tree laying over him with a large branch piercing his abdomen.  Evan did his best to stretch out his fingers. They twitched for a moment and returned to an unmovable stillness. Inner demons, deepest fears, and final wishes had all created a violent storm of desperation in his mind, but slowly, he could feel that even his mind was beginning to slip from him. 

She squinted her eyes, pure like the green waters of the forest river She looked around in a somewhat amused manner, it was all red that greeted her sight Bloody mangled pieces of flesh strewn across the grassy floor of the shady forest, it's crimson clashed with the vibrant green grass, like the breezy wind meeting with foul acrid scent of rot A chuckle escaped her red lips, curving in a beautiful arc that signify her current mood Another round of the Dungeon Game has begun How can one survive in an artificial world of deceit and chaos Where even an amicable granny that has just kindly given you an apple, grabs a knife to stab you when you least expect it Where lies are rampant and you don't know who to trust How can you make it through this Dungeon Game?

Elias Kael thought his life as a chef would be simple—until the day he bonded with a mysterious shard and awakened the power of the Sharder System. Now, with an eccentric companion named Dot, Elias is thrust into a world where Shard Bearers are hunted, their powers coveted by hidden factions. With his forgotten past resurfacing and deadly enemies closing in, Elias must unlock his true potential, master his growing abilities, and uncover the secret behind the shards before it’s too late. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes—he isn’t just another Sharder. He might be the key to everything.

(Matured Content-No rape) “She was promised to a prince. But taken by a monster who calls himself king.” In a realm ruled by blood and empire, twenty-four kingdoms bow to one throne — and at the center of it sits Emperor Zareth Ravaryn, a vampire older than most dynasties, cold as obsidian, and feared as much as he is obeyed. Princess Serenya of Vayrana was never meant to catch his eye. Gentle. Devoted. Already betrothed to the human prince she loved from afar. But one imperial ceremony changed everything. When the Emperor sees her — veiled in gold, eyes full of light — he names her his future Empress. She refuses. He doesn’t ask twice. Now torn from her homeland and chained in silk and duty, Serenya finds herself in a court of shadows, where power is worn like perfume and secrets drip from every whispered bow. But Zareth is not just the monster she feared. He is obsessed. And his obsession doesn’t break... it consumes. As the blood empire trembles under rebellion, forbidden longing ignites between captive and captor, and the girl who once dreamt of love must decide: Will she fight for her freedom— or burn for his throne? Dark fantasy meets imperial seduction in this slow-burn vampire romance — with original lore, dangerous rituals, forbidden love, and a heroine who was never meant to kneel. Welcome to the Empire of Thorns. Where love is a game only monsters win. #bookone of The Empire of Thorns series --- Excerpt. A man stood before her. Not just any man. The man. Eyes like twin flames. Lips curled into a knowing smirk. A voice like thunder dipped in velvet. "And who might you be, little dove?" Zareth purred. Serenya's heart slammed against her ribs. "I-I'm... I was just—" "Lost?" he finished for her, his tone mocking yet oddly amused. She nodded, clutching her veil tighter. His eyes trailed down the curve of her figure, and then back to her eyes. "You're not from around here," he said, though he already knew. "I'm from Vayrana," she managed, voice barely above a whisper. His grin widened. "That explains the veil. So well-behaved. So sweet." He stepped closer, and she instinctively backed up—until her back hit the wall. "Running off alone into a palace full of monsters... either you're braver than you look, or dumber," he drawled, eyes gleaming. Her eyes widened at the insult, but something in his tone kept her frozen. "I didn't mean to be disrespectful—" "Oh, but you weren't," he interrupted. "In fact, you've just made this entire evening… interesting." He reached out, adjusting the edge of her veil with a gentleness that contradicted his deadly aura. "What's your name, dove?" She hesitated. "Your name," he repeated, voice darker now. "I don't ask twice." "Serenya," she whispered. He leaned in, mouth brushing close to her ear. "Serenya," he repeated, tasting it. "Pretty name. Suits you." Then, as quickly as he came, he stepped back. The moment shattered. "Go on now, little dove. Before your father comes searching."

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

When two people grew up together finally realised their feelings. What would they do? An aloof semi-introvert girl A handsome male intelligent model "Should I act like every girls who keep the your picture and daydreaming of being your girlfriend? Hhmmpff... I never like being mainstream like others, Hung," she told him that few times. He can only pat her head and sigh. He dotted on her. Would she know her worth? Would she know she means more than anything to him? Found out their journey #sliceoflife #romance #urban

Hot people. Alien war. Dangerous love. Steven has the perfect body. Abs like steel. Eyes like ice. But inside him? Something alien. Something… hungry. It kills at night. It fakes being human by day. But the girls around him are starting to stir something deeper… Anna – cold, cruel, and beautiful. Red lips, deadly hands. Kiara – thong, gloss, and zero shame. She moans in combat. Kimberly – curves, blushes, and dangerous innocence. Lana – the commander. Hard as hell. Hotter than sin. Caitlyn – genius killer in a tight uniform. She’ll seduce you, then snap your neck. Laura – half-cyborg, half-sex-doll. Fully obsessed. Fully insane. And don’t worry – the guys are just as hot: Taze – silent, strong, and lowkey broken. Lasso – sexy scars, smooth lines, and deep trauma. They fight. They flirt. They bleed. They want. And some of them… fall so hard it kills. This is not just sci-fi. This is GESTRONIO – where love is lethal, and every touch might be the last.

Prolog – Disconnect Kaelen Marek war kein Held. Zumindest nicht in der echten Welt. Er war ein durchschnittlicher Spieler mit überdurchschnittlichem Ehrgeiz – einer von denen, die in MMOs mehr fanden als nur Level und Loot. Für ihn war Azuria Online kein Spiel. Es war Zuflucht. Freiheit. Eine zweite Heimat. Sein Charakter, Zeyron, war legendär unter den Folianten – diese rare DoT-Klasse, die kaum jemand verstand, geschweige denn meistern konnte. Aber Kael hatte sie perfektioniert. Er hatte sich mit Taktiken, Builds und Raidstrategien in Foren einen Namen gemacht. Doch außerhalb des Spiels kannte ihn niemand. Und das war okay. An diesem Abend loggte er sich ein wie immer. Routine. Headset auf, Fenster zu, Serverliste laden, Einloggen. > „Willkommen zurück, Zeyron.“ Ein letzter Login. Der Patch „Echoes of Azuria“ war live – das angeblich letzte große Story-Update, bevor das Spiel in Wartung gehen sollte. Niemand wusste, was passieren würde. Viele vermuteten einen Neustart. Andere einen Softwipe. Einige sprachen von Event-Endbossen, von Story-Finalen, von Geheimnissen. Kael war vorbereitet. Er hatte Getränke, Snacks, und sein Planbuch aufgeschlagen. Doch was dann kam … … war kein Patch. Es war ein Schluckauf in der Realität. Ein einziger Frameverlust – und dann: Stille. Der Bildschirm flackerte. Und dann war er weg. Nicht ausgeloggt. Nicht abgeschmiert. Er war verschwunden. Als er die Augen öffnete, war Azuria nicht länger eine Spielwelt. Es war alles, was blieb.

EVERTON HIGH! A school for the rich. A school where every teenager want to school in. Poor students are also allowed into the school through scholarship but they get treated like trash by the richer students. 3 Boys!!! Adrian, Alexis and Angelo! They're called the 3As and they're the cutest boys in the school. Adrian, the silent and mysterious guy. He is a study freak and almost all the girls want him but one thing that's out of his dictionary, is the word LOVE. Alexis, the playboy. He is the cutest in the group. He always moves from one skirt to another. And even though the girls know he can't stick to one girl, they still go after him. Angelo, the leader of the group. He is the hottest and coolest in the group. Every girl wants him but he is way too cold for their reach. ••••••••••••• 3 GIRLS!! Emma, Doris and Chelsea! They're the cutest and hottest girls in the school. Emma, the intelligent and quiet one of the group. Let's say, she's the nerd but she doesn't wear glasses. Doris, the gossip queen of the group. There's nothing that'll happen in the school without her knowledge. And finally, Chelsea, the smartest yet cutest girl in the group. She has well built curves that'll make any guy go crazy. She has a touch of crazy in her and one thing she hates the most are bullies. Apparently, Chelsea and Angelo were both highschool mates. She had a crush on him then but he hated her due to.... ••••••••••••••• What happens when Chelsea and Angelo meets again? Why exactly did Angelo despise her? Will the 3As eventually fall in love? You wanna find out right? Then grab your popcorn as we go on this exciting ride and I promise you won't regret it.

Dans le royaume d'Elarion, la magie n'est pas un don. Elle est l'héritage du sang et du rang. Isalith Elëandra Virellia est la future duchesse d'une des plus grandes Maisons du royaume. Dotée de magie, mais dépourvue de talent, elle grandit dans l'ombre des attentes familiales. Lors du rituel sacré du Famélim l'invocation qui scelle le lien entre un mage et son protecteur Isalith invoque l'impossible, un humain. Calme, blessé, énigmatique... il ne semble appartenir à aucun monde connu. Ce lien inattendu marquera le début d'un bouleversement : pour elle, pour lui, et pour Elarion tout entier. Au cœur de l'Académie Aetherion, entre rivalités, magie ancienne et secrets étouffés, deux volontés que tout oppose vont devoir s'accorder... ou sombrer ensemble.

A few months after completing his military service, Kim Hyun Jee wakes up in a world ravaged by the aftermath of a catastrophic war between the Hero and the Demon King. A world where men are rare, tensions are high, and everything seems just a little too horny for its own good. Worse or better? he’s been gifted a peculiar “blessing.” One that makes him dangerously… alluring. To anyone. From noble elven ladies and monster girls with claws and curves, to hotheaded demonesses who like their prey flustered and panting, everyone seems to want a piece of him. With a broken plotline and more seductive dangers than he can count, Kim Hyun Jee’s only goal is, survival. Well… maybe survival with benefits.

Since she had been born, Wang Lan Biyu lived for one purpose. Or, at least that was what she had been taught by her 'father'. Flawed yet perfect, beautiful yet hideous inside, what was she? But even flawed as she was, she still found a small glimmer of sunlight in that dark place that loved her even with her hidden flaws. When she lost that sun, Wang Lan Biyu was crushed like a glass figurine underneath their 'father's heel. When she followed her Master back to the mortal plane. He said he was her adoptive father, and she, his daughter. He taught her what Loyalty was, what was like, dislike, what human nature was. It was entirely different from what her 'father' taught her. And the first thing she learned she loved was her sun, then she learned she also loved her master, and the guqin. She loved only a handful of things. But, if there was one thing she learned she despised the most. It was the 'actually perfect' senior brother her Master told her she had to get along with. A boy who, even at a glance, you could tell heaven favored more than everyone else. A boy who smiled at her with empty eyes and an equally empty smile. The senior brother, who, gifted her a basket of logans while simultaneously giving her that same warm smile with indifference in his curved Aurelian gaze while calling her name softly. "Junior Sister Wang." .....Wang Lan Biyu, never hated that fake gentleman's false smile more than almost anything in her entire life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

He died a virgin, but fate gave him a second shot—with guns. Drake Lorenzo was your typical 19-year-old otaku: broke, lonely, and stuck grinding life like a side quest. Tragedy? Check. Orphaned twice. Dead-end coffee job? Double check. But everything changed the day he pushed a little girl out of the path of a speeding truck… and died. His final thoughts? Not glory. Not peace. Just regret—and maybe a wish to finally lose his V-card. Then came the screen: [ You Have Been Granted Another Chance In Life—Reincarnation as a Shadow Gunslinger Awaits. Accept? ] Hell yes. Now reborn in a world of magic, monsters, and madness, Drake awakens with the Shadow Arsenal System—a deadly power that lets him summon shadow-forged weapons and blast enemies with style. But this fantasy isn’t all fun and firepower. There are demi-human girls with attitude, mages with curves and secrets, and enemies who play dirtier than a final boss. If Drake wants to survive—and thrive—he'll need to shoot fast, think faster, and live his way, no matter what the world throws at him.