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➤ Ryo moderates online drama. Llewellyn is the drama. The System decides online arguments count as combat experience—and sends Ryo into battle as his support. ‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿ Ryo thought moderating online drama was the worst part of his job. After years of night shifts, caffeine, and defending the Internet’s most polarizing figure — Llewellyn, the world’s most famous hero, the System’s golden boy, and the only person alive with Transcendent-level Elemental Mastery — Ryo figured he’d seen it all. Conspiracy theories? Fan petitions? Cult-like followers? All in a night’s work. Until the System decides that arguing online at 2 AM now counts as combat experience. Ryo’s unwavering defense and obsessive threat tracking apparently make him the ideal support partner for Llewellyn himself… so the System sends him straight into battle. His role? Magical crisis management, unstable Elemental forces moderation, and surviving long enough to reset whatever magic is currently warping reality. Easy, right? Except that now he’s neck-deep in Dungeons and Distorted Realms — and just a little too fixated on Llewellyn’s mastery in battle. And everything else. It would be fine if the System’s matchmaking algorithms didn’t keep pushing them closer. ‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿ What you’ll find here: System | Magic | BL | Magical Apocalypse | Character-driven | Feral Partnership | Emotionally repressed chaos (slow burn-ish + mutual pining) | Banter | Combat | System mechanics | Elemental Magic | VR Games | The apocalypse is already happening, and the internet is not handling it well. What you won’t find: Instant power-ups | Love triangles | Harem anything | Sappy anyone | A protagonist who’s ever had a normal sleep schedule. ‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿︵‿‿︵‿ Webnovel updates: Mon / Wed / Fri — with extra chapters during launch week Also available (early access) on patreon (@scribblingpancake), with updates on Tue / Thur / Sat.

Noel likes his world quiet, clean, and perfectly organized. He’s the kind of guy who alphabetizes his books, avoids eye contact, and considers a wild night one where he reads past midnight. Drama? Not his thing. Parties? Pass. Sharing a dorm with a chaotic stranger? Just another obstacle to endure—hopefully, temporarily. Enter Luca: flirtatious, chaotic, and chronically shirtless. A walking disaster with too many admirers and not enough awareness, he leaves messes—and broken hearts—wherever he goes. Loud, reckless, and charming, he’s everything Noel can’t stand… and somehow, everything he can’t stop noticing. What starts as a clash of lifestyles soon turns into late-night conversations, innocent pranks, and lingering stares. Somewhere between eye rolls and shared ramen, their rivalry begins to blur—until even Noel can’t deny his quiet little world feels empty without Luca. Noel wonders why his heart skips a beat whenever Luca’s near. And Luca? He’s realizing the one person who doesn’t fall for his charm might be the only one who truly sees him. Falling in love was never part of the roommate agreement—but hearts don’t follow house rules. --- Vibes & Tropes: Grumpy x Sunshine Forced Proximity Mutual Pining & Slow Burn Sass, Snark, and Secret Softness Movie nights, pranks, cuddles, and the accidental love story

Inter Milan's star is dim, Florentina is high-spirited, no one in Serie A can forever maintain their reign. Who will unify the world? In 2014, Inter was at a historical low point, ranked 9th in the league, constantly refreshing the lower limit. The glory of the treble winner had disappeared! Fortunately, Tang Long traveled back, and his brain fused with an AI football system called the "Green Grass Wisdom Engine". This system, originating from 2084, combines advanced machine learning, big data analysis, and sports science. It can continuously upgrade through match feed and provide Tang Long with divine predictions! -Cross 5% chance to central area, 5% chance to out of bounds, 90% chance to the near post, move early to grab the spot! -Detected that opponent's center-back pair will have a hidden gap in three seconds, prepare a through pass! -The angle between the wall and goalkeeper is 0.62dc, big data shows shooting the upper right corner has a scoring rate of 88.76%! Tang Long frequently makes "Divine Hand" actions off the pitch, shocking everyone! C Luo: "It's simply divine! Every prediction by Tang is three seconds ahead, he seems to foresee the future!" Icardi: "My European Golden Boot, nine-tenths of the credit goes to Tang!" Guardiola: "He's simply the prophet of the football world in the 21st century!" Mancini: "After Ronaldo, Tang is the second alien. His understanding of football far surpasses this era!"

Eighteen-year-old Lily Hart has always been obsessed with the supernatural—but in her quiet, fog-shrouded hometown of Silver Pine, fantasy and folklore were nothing more than stories... until the new literature teacher arrived. Mysterious, magnetic, and unnervingly intense, Mr. Caleb Ryland is no ordinary teacher. When a chance encounter in the forest reveals his true identity—a powerful werewolf Alpha—Lily’s world is shattered and reborn. Not only is Caleb hiding a dark secret, but he’s also been waiting for her. Because Lily isn’t just anyone… she’s his destined Luna. As an ancient bond awakens between them, Lily is thrust into a hidden world of wolves, war, and wicked shadows. While the connection between her and Caleb deepens, so does the danger. A demon king, ruler of a dark realm, has set his sights on Silver Pine—and on destroying the power that Caleb and Lily share. By day, Lily is a regular high school senior. By night, she trains for war beside the Alpha she’s bound to, growing stronger and more attuned to her emerging powers. With each battle fought and every demon slain, their love intensifies—but so does the threat looming over them. When the quiet before the storm gives way to the demons’ full assault, Lily must embrace her destiny or risk losing everything: her town, her pack, and the bond that could reshape the supernatural world. Because this isn’t just a story of wolves and war. It’s a story of awakening, of love, and of a girl who dared to become a queen in a kingdom of monsters.

Unlike every other person in this world, So Eun only dreamt of living. In a world where gods, demons, and mortals inhabit together to strive for peace and harmony, all of that toppled over when a Phantom child was born. And like a wimpy little flower, waving in the middle of a road bustling with people, was a reminder that being born as a Phantom, fragile as glass--was like treading on thin ice. A Phantom is forbidden to be hurt physically or emotionally, intense emotions will eventually cause him to get weak and lead to his death. A crack appears on the thin ice. One day, he met a boy named Han Min who saved him from being vanished. The most skilled fighter, became his one true friend. Until one night, something remarkable happened that changed their lives forever. Giving him a second chance to live, ten years had passed, and his heart was leading him to a certain evil supreme, and what he saw was just his best friend, Han Min. The innocent and honorable child who swore to protect him and his people, had long become the scourge of the heavens and a threat to the mortals. Why do tragedies of human lives appear in disguise as simple coincidences? After that night, what exactly had happened between them? Witness how these two unfortunate souls found their way to untangle the twisted knot of their fate. "After all these years, you know I would always come back to you." Their journey begins here. --- Slow-Burn, Mystery, Pining, Fantasy, Cultivation, Heavy Angst, Betrayal, Fluff, Romance, Tragedy, Drama, Psychological, Plot Twist! A reminder that this is BL. A lot of heart-wrenching revelation will await you by reading this. Trust the process. Please support this Author with votes, gifts, comments, reviews, and by obtaining a premium chapter for at least a special mention to every end of the chapter. That would be the fuel for the Author to write more! Support the Author: https://ko-fi.com/sharrnister *social media accounts announcement soon* --- Author is still stockpiling the updates. Disclaimer: Cover Art is not mine, all belong to the respective owner/artist. I will take it down if requested.

Delia's life was a cruel reality: the neglected and abused illegitimate daughter of a noble family, the Ellington family, she yearned for the love of her stepmother, Baroness Augusta, and younger sister, Lady Anne, who relentlessly mistreated her. Her world crumbled when she discovered a double betrayal: her beloved husband, Lord George had secretly pined for Anne, marrying Delia only to be near her sister. Simultaneously, her step mother framed her for a crime Anne committed. Overwhelmed and heartbroken, Delia's attempt to escape a death sentence led to a fatal carriage accident. But death was not the end. Delia awoke one year in the past, finding herself still engaged to George. This was her second chance, and the naive girl was gone, replaced by a woman consumed by a burning desire for revenge. Her first target: Duke Eric Carson, the powerful and wealthy man her sister Anne desperately pursued. Delia boldly approached Eric with a proposition for a contract marriage. To her surprise, Eric agreed, but with a condition: their fake marriage would become real and they can go their separate way after a year, hiding his own secret agenda. Now, armed with Eric's unexpected devotion and his willingness to lay down his life for her, Delia meticulously begins to dismantle her family's world. With Eric's help, she exposes the secrets they hide, manipulates their desires, and turns them against each other, orchestrating George’s demotion, Anne's downfall and seizing everything her sister coveted, including Duke Eric love and obsession. Will Delia and Eric be able to conquer all odds to get what they want? What happens when Eric doesn’t want their contract marriage to end? What happens when the last petal of that indicates her second chance falls? ——————— EXCPRET “I can’t return your feelings, your grace,” Delia whispered, her back against the cool wall. “But I can,” Eric murmured, stepping closer. Delia’s voice trembled. “It’s not the same.” She choked out. “ No one can love me without hurting me.” “Then teach me,” he said, his breath warm on her cheek. “Teach me how to love you the way you deserve to be loved. I’m a quick study.” When she stayed silent, he sighed contentedly, a soft smile playing on his lips. “It’s alright. Just… use me. Anything you need. if you want money, ask the treasury, take as much money that’s needed. if you want power, use my name. if you want security and love, use my body.” His breath warmed her skin, his chest rose and fell with hers. "As long as it's from you, I'm happy."

The Ghost of a Whisper It was said that the wind in Drevenica could carry secrets — old ones, painful ones. Whispers caught between pine trees and mountains, tangled in the fog, never truly dying. Some called them legends, others called them warnings. But Adrian Varek knew better. He had lived one of those whispers once. And now, ten years later, it was calling him back.

Hey everybody :) The story is still ongoing. I had a lot of health problems, but now I'm feeling better and I will get back soon to finish this story. I'm currently reediting my chapters, as anyway, I have to reread them before I can finish my story. Those chapters are marked like this *...* Be patient; I should be able to write new chapters by July 2025. Synopsis: He had been the best assassin of all time in his world, and when he was finally killed, a goddess took the opportunity to send his soul into the body of a boy in another world who was weak for now but who was destined to become the most powerful mage of this world. This young boy was called Kevin, and he decided to take his identity as he had kept his memories. The only thing he had in common with him was that they were both orphans, but Kevin had a weak mind and a weak body; in short, everything he hated the most. After successfully entering the Sun Sect as a mage, he managed to open the book Kevin had inherited from his parents and which he had been unable to open. What was his surprise when he realized that this book had turned into a System that allowed him to level up like in the virtual reality games he used to play in his home world. With the help of this System, he will fulfill his wish; he will become the most powerful human of this world. Not even shapeshifters or demons will be able to do anything to him. ………… Kevin turned his head towards him, and seeing that he was still naked, he said, looking away again, "Get dressed first, then we'll talk." Axel found some clothes that looked loose and put them on right away. He also took a pair of daggers whose blades were just a little shorter than his forearms, and he then approached Kevin and hugged him from behind. Kevin let him do whatever he wanted, even though one of his daggers was now very close to his throat. Axel said to him, close to his ear, "I want to trust you, Kevin, so give me a good reason to." Kevin then asked him, "What do you want to know?" Axel sighed; threatening Kevin with his own daggers won't do him any good, and he risked breaking the bond they were just making. He then made a decision and planted the two daggers in the ground in front of them. He ran his hands under Kevin's sweater and circled his waist with them, pressing him more against him. Kevin hadn't expected this turn of events, and he felt his heartbeat quicken. Axel's hands were warm, and he could feel his huge erection against him. One thing was sure: it did not leave him indifferent. ……….. WARNING: This is not a slow-burn romance, and it's an R18 BL novel with lots of spicy scenes, so if you like reading 100 chapters before the MC and ML kiss for the first time, just skip this story; it's definitely not for you. Otherwise, follow the adventures of our two heroes. If you love worlds filled with mysterious creatures, magic, fights, dungeons, a System that allows you to level up quickly, and a unique and powerful love story, then this story is for you. ……………. If you like this story, give a try to my other novels: The Divine Mage System The Celestial Phoenix and His Guardian (BL) Reincarnated to Save the Universe (GL/BL) Enjoy your reading time, and don’t forget to vote, comment, and review :)

Teniola Badmus, a vibrant woman born and raised in America, journeys to her father's homeland of Nigeria with her Nigerian university sweetheart, Jim. She holds the hopeful belief that their relationship will blossom into marriage, and she also anticipates that being in Nigeria will aid her in finding the father she is yet to meet. However, the true nature of Jim, a successful medical doctor, soon emerges through his promiscuous lifestyle, ultimately leading to their breakup two years after they settle in Nigeria. Her heart breaks due to Jim's randy escapades. Yet, amidst this disappointment, an unexpected connection sparks with the town's most peculiar resident. Fate smiles on Teni the day her headstrong dog, in its characteristic stubbornness, unexpectedly leads Teni to encounter Dan at his secluded home within the scrapyard of the pine plantation. As her feelings for Dan deepen, Dan becomes entangled in a web of blackmail, plunging him into serious trouble. But fate again, in its intricate design, weaves a connection between this trouble and the riddle of Teniola's father's identity. Her journey to solving this riddle may very well hinge on her connection with Dan, the enigmatic "the man of the pine plantation."

Sitting at my desk, and BOOM – free stuff from braggarts? Leo, a corporate drone tormented by soul-crushing IT helpdesk calls. His greatest life achievements? Pining after his dream girl Clara for a decade without making a move, and an unfinished novel gathering dust in his desk drawer. Then came the high school reunion. Julian Croft, the rich jerk who loved stomping on Leo back in the day, was back at it – flexing hard: "Oh, just closed a seven-figure deal? Chump change, really. Picked up this penthouse overlooking Central Park on a whim. Views are kinda okay, I guess." "Oh yeah, and downstairs? My custom McLaren Speedtail. Only 106 made worldwide, you know? Mine's got... special touches. Having it brought over later." Ding! Your "Face-Slapping Delivery Service" has arrived! Leo's phone buzzes: Penthouse Deed - Acquired! His pocket suddenly weighs a ton: McLaren Key Fob - Acquired! Leo stared, dumbfounded: Since when did phishing scams... get so hardcore?!

When Salina flees to the sleepy mountain town of black pine to escape her haunted past, the last thing she expects is to collide literally with Kade, a mysterious man with secrets caved into his skin. Salina is soon swept into a world she never believed existed. A hidden society of werewolves, ancient blood packs and dark forces. Kade the reluctant alpha of the northern ridge has spent years keeping his wolf and his past caged. But when Salina steps into his instinct, she carries the mark of a bond long prophesied. A soul tie that could either save their kind or doom them. With danger closing from every side Salina and kade must fight not just for their lives, but for the fate of every creature walking in the shadow.

Pining for You Red Lodge Series, Book One Noah Archer has spent a lifetime playing by the rules-small-town cop, hometown boy, quiet crush on the girl who never noticed him. When Juliet Briar, Red Lodge's sunshine-in-a-skirt preschool teacher, suddenly starts seeing him not as the polite kid from high school, but as the man who's always been there, Noah's carefully kept heart doesn't stand a chance. But Juliet's not looking for drama. Noah will have to show her, one steady act at a time, that sometimes, the man you've been waiting for is the one who's always been waiting for you. A small-town romance about second chances, quiet devotion, and falling for the one who's been yours all along.

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

Friendship is one of life's greatest treasures, a bond that grows stronger with time, laughter, and shared memories. As Mia and Sophia celebrate their special anniversary, it's a perfect moment to reflect on their joy and warmth that true friendship brings. From the little jokes that make them laugh until their sides hurt to the heartfelt conversations that remind them they were never alone, every moment has been a gift. Here's to the unwavering support, the countless adventures, and the simple yet profound comfort of knowing someone always has your back. Cheers to friendship, love, and the beautiful journey ahead! *Character Brief *Sophia* *Age: Early 20s *Personality: Gentle, introspective, empathetic. *Strengths: Deep emotional intelligence, a natural caregiver, good listener. *Weaknesses: Sometimes hides her struggles to avoid worrying others, can be too self-sacrificing. *Interests: Photography, journaling, cozy aesthetics, herbal teas. *Style: Soft, earthy tones; comfy sweaters; delicate jewelry. *Role in the friendship: The quiet emotional anchor. Sophia is the one who notices the small things, a change in tone, a pause too long, and always checks in. She’s the heart of the duo, often grounding their friendship with tenderness and wisdom. *Mia* Age: Early 20s *Personality: Outgoing, creative, loyal. *Strengths: Bold, thoughtful, loves big gestures, fiercely protective of those she loves. *Weaknesses: Can be impulsive, wears her heart on her sleeve, sometimes struggles with vulnerability. *Interests: Scrapbooking, baking, exploring bookstores, making playlists. *Style: Colorful and playful; statement earrings; comfy sneakers. *Role in the friendship: The sunshine and spark. Mia is expressive and passionate, the one who plans surprises, writes heartfelt notes, and turns birthdays into little festivals of love. She brings joy, color, and energy into their shared world. Together, Sophia and Mia form a beautifully balanced pair: Sophia is the stillness to Mia’s spark, and Mia is the color to Sophia’s calm. Their friendship is defined by deep understanding, emotional safety, and shared growth.

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She saw him for the first time without her glasses. A silhouette. A sweater. A voice like still water. Just a glance—fleeting, forgettable. A face in a sea of faces at the library. Or at least, that's how she wished she could remember it. But the truth was: she was whipped from the moment she first saw him. This wasn't just a crush- it was limerence, longing, and a yearning that refused to fade. As their conversations deepened, so did her confusion. Was he interested... or just kind? Was it love... or projection? She was falling in love more with what he represented... and learning, painfully, that what she was searching for was never in them to begin with. (Daily Updates! If you like it, do add it in your library for update notifcations & don't forget to vote!) ~ Lin

College was like a wake-up call for most people. Especially the likes of Christopher Owen, who spent the rest of his high school years messing around and pining for the boy he never had. Having had a frustrating high school year, he decided to dedicate himself to his studies in college.   He flew many miles away from home, changed his looks, and hid his real identity from everyone.  His plans were simple: study hard, pass well, no dating. But then he realized two things: life was anything but easy without the backing of his last name. And... he wasn't sure how long he could last before he jumped his roommate, who was obviously not gay. But lust wasn't love, right? Maybe he could indulge a little? Just a little, I promise. ***** EXCERPT: "THAT ARROGANT, GOOD FOR NOTHING, DEMONIC IDIOT! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!" "O-kay... what is going on?" A friend asked him, watching as he paced around the room he just entered. "After battling for a long time. A LONG TIME!" he breathed heavily before continuing, "I... I confessed to him today." The other sat up, eyes wide. "For real?" "And then... with that stupid lollipop in his mouth, he just looked at me and said Okay. OKAY!" Gasps. "I didn't even know people said "okay" to love confessions, but he said "okay" to me!" -- Meanwhile, while he was there panicking, the one who had been confessed to remained seated where he was in the room. He had not moved an inch from that position since he got confessed to. But if one looked closely, they would notice how red his face was, up to the tips of his ears. He suddenly chuckled to himself. "That idiot," he muttered, looking at the door the other had taken.

--- Title: The Equation Between Us “She looked innocent… but not so innocent.” --- Genre: Dark Academia • Romance • Mature Themes • Pure Mathematics • Forbidden Love arranged marriage --- Synopsis: Eira Sinclair is curvy, quiet, and always tucked behind oversized sweaters and thick glasses. To her classmates, she’s just another shy math postgraduate — invisible. But when Saint Elric University’s coldest and most brilliant math professor, Lucien Hale, presents an impossible equation, everything changes. Eira doesn’t just solve it — she rewrites the rules. Intrigued beyond reason, Lucien begins to unravel the genius hidden beneath her silence… and the dangerous attraction beneath her innocence. But Eira has secrets, and so does Lucien. When an arranged marriage, a family debt, and a forbidden obsession collide, they’re forced to face the one thing neither can solve: The equation between them. --

À l'Académie Goldstone, le calme n'est qu'une façade fragile. Alors qu'une menace inouïe et insoupçonnée gronde - la colère des dragons, des créatures que l'on croyait n'exister que dans les mythes les plus anciens, s'apprêtant à déferler sur le monde des humains - le directeur Julius M. Pines semble s'enfoncer dans de sombres manigances. Au cœur de cette tempête imminente, un trio d'étudiants se retrouve plongé dans un mystère qui pourrait bien tout changer. Arceüs Zorgy, Daria Sylvere et Minerva Elyon Lenormand mènent l'enquête, mais c'est le pouvoir aussi fascinant que dangereux de Daria qui les entraîne vers des vérités insoupçonnables. Dans ce monde au bord du chaos, où les secrets s'entremêlent aux légendes et où les certitudes volent en éclats, une seule question demeure : face à l'imprévisible fureur des dragons, qui survivra à la vengeance qui menace de tout dévorer ? Publications : Lundi et vendredi à 20 heures

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.

Liam Miller has it all: good looks, intelligence, and a future brighter than the Oakhaven sun. But beneath the polished facade, a dangerous secret festers, one that could shatter his carefully constructed life and expose a truth he's desperately kept hidden – his heart belongs to someone the town would never approve of. When Noah Vance, the only person privy to Liam’s forbidden desires, turns up dead in the chilling depths of Whispering Pines, Liam is plunged into a nightmare. He was there, he saw it, and now he’s trapped in a web of lies and suspicion, forced to confront not only a killer but the very identity he’s tried to bury. As secrets unravel and the line between truth and deception blurs, Liam must outrun a murderer and escape the shadows of his own making before they consume him entirely.

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silver glow over the dense forest. A soft breeze whispered through the trees, carrying the scent of pine and earth. It was the perfect night for a hunt. But tonight, the hunt was not what Xavier, Alpha of the Nightshade Pack, sought. Xavier stood at the edge of the clearing, his sharp gaze fixed on the distant horizon. The pack members were scattered around the camp, preparing for the full moon that would rise within hours. His wolf stirred restlessly beneath his skin, the pull of the moon’s power always a reminder of his duties. Yet, his thoughts were far from the pack. For weeks, his dreams had been haunted by a pair of hauntingly familiar eyes—eyes that didn’t belong to a wolf. They belonged to a human. Raine. The human woman had wandered too far into the territory of the Nightshade pack. She was a stranger—unimportant. But there was something in her gaze, something that sent a jolt through Xavier’s chest. He’d felt it the moment their eyes locked. A bond. A connection. A pull stronger than the one to his pack. Xavier had fought it, but deep down, he knew the truth. The ancient laws of the werewolves were clear: humans and werewolves do not mix. Such bonds were cursed, bringing destruction and war. Xavier knew better than anyone the cost of breaking the rules. And yet, as the moon rose higher, casting its light upon the world below, Xavier could no longer ignore the way his heart raced every time he thought of Raine. It was a dangerous path to walk, but he had already taken the first step.

“ALERT: Boss’s Instagram just dropped! Caption: ‘Turns out love’s harder to balance than a quarterly report.’ Location: 24/7 bodega with a six-pack.’” The office group chat explodes as Lila Carter slumps on her couch, trying to console her best friend Mia, who’s just been dumped. To lift Mia’s spirits, Lila swipes open Instagram, tapping her boss’s post: “Look at Ethan Voss—Harvard MBA, Wall Street golden boy, face that belongs on GQ covers, bank account thicker than the Fed’s reports. Even he gets his heart broken. You’re not the problem, Mia. That guy’s just blind.” Mia’s tear-streaked face freezes. “Wait… why’d you like this?” Lila’s phone nearly slips from her fingers. It wasn’t schadenfreude—how was she supposed to know? Last night, at 3 a.m., she’d been editing Ethan’s merger docs when his voice note popped up: “Carter, I think I just got dumped.” As his executive assistant of three years, she’d replied with a confused “?”—only for him to delete it seconds later. This morning’s bodega post? She’d hit “like” not to mock, but to check if he was actually okay. A “professional courtesy,” she’d told herself. But Ethan, sitting on the bodega curb in a rumpled suit, staring at his beer can, sees her name in the likes. He chuckles darkly, the streetlamp catching the shadow under his eyes. “So my EA thinks my heartbreak’s a joke, huh?” That’s when the chaos starts. Ethan begins “retaliating” in ways that blur the line between boss and… whatever this is: dragging Lila to a “Heartbreak Expo” as his “emotional consultant,” making her appraise his ex’s “vintage couple’s watches” (which he definitely doesn’t care about), and at the team retreat, grabbing a mic to announce, “Heard someone enjoys my misery? Let’s see how she likes this—I’m better at chasing you than closing deals.” Lila’s finally forced to admit the truth: that “like” wasn’t just a click. It was the crack in a dam she’d built over three years—from the night she’d shielded him from a client’s whiskey-fueled rant, to the mornings he’d left her a hot coffee (black, no sugar) on her desk, to the time she’d cried over a failed project and he’d said, “I’ve got you” (quickly adding, “The team. I’ve got the team”). Now, with Instagram likes as evidence and Ethan’s “revenge” revealing more than he intends, Lila’s about to learn: some mistakes—like a single “like” on a heartbreak post—might just lead to the best thing that’s ever happened to her. “Carter,” Ethan says one night, leaning against her desk, “next time I’m pining, you better not like it. You’re gonna be too busy kissing me instead.”

Ephemeral Threads Sometimes, the quietest places echo the loudest truths. Seeking solace from a life unraveling at the seams, Mia retreats to a secluded mountain lodge veiled in fog and silence. Amid the warmth of firelight and the hush of pine-draped woods, she encounters strangers with stories of their own—and one connection that quietly begins to change everything. In a place where time seems to slow and hearts begin to heal, Ephemeral Threads is a contemplative journey through loss, memory, and the quiet, unexpected beauty of human connection. Tender, introspective, and richly atmospheric, it invites you to pause, breathe, and rediscover the resilience woven through every fleeting moment.

In the kingdom of Eldrid, where the divide between the haves and have-nots is stark, Mabel, a resilient young woman, struggles to survive in Bridlesmark, the impoverished side of the kingdom. Her family struggles to make ends meet, and she'll do anything to help them escape poverty. Meanwhile, Prince Arinthal, living in luxury, seeks to unite the kingdom, but his efforts are met with indifference. When Arinthal receives a note urging him to visit Bridlesmark, he goes on an unprepared mission, despite warnings. His encounter with Mabel at the market sparks intrigue, but it's not until she rescues him after an ambush that their fates become intertwined. Mabel takes him to her home and tends to Arinthal's wounds. In exchange for her care, Arinthal promises to take her family to Velcan. However, his promise is a lie, and he has no intention of keeping his word. As months turn into a year, Mabel's family's situation becomes dire, desperate to save her family. Mabel makes a heart-wrenching decision: she sells herself for money, along with her elder sister, Matilda. When she gets to Velcan and sees Arinthal, her anger deepens when she realises he is the crown prince. Arinthal, however, feels guilty but believes he owes her no apology. As they grow closer, their dislike turns into attraction. But can their love bridge the gap between their worlds?

Ambition A strong desire to do or to achieve something. In this world, it can be dangerous. It could be twisted. Yuuko Ito is a 19 year old boy who's dream is to be a famous musician. yet, he is not an ordinary collage boy. One day, he met a man that claims to be searching for a saxophone player for his friend bar. But the man was actually a member of a famous organization that is known to be dangerous. Hidden in his desire, Yuuko unlocks memories of his past and finds out who he actually is with a new found power. "Hey you fine?" I whip my head around. Franticly searching for the voice owner and standing there i found a man. Said man was wearing a dark blue coat, covering a cream colour button up shirt with a brown turtle neck, black ribbons tied up in his neck connecting trought the button up shirt. He have black long pants with dark brown shoes. His brown hair was short–it looks fluffy and straight at the same time. The bangs look poorly cutted as the one is longer than the other. His brown eyes look sharp and mytical yet despite his beauty, the dirty background alley ruin the picture. I quickly rub my eye after observing the man. My white sweater sleeve immidietly was wet in tears and snot. "Um....who are you?" I say, trying to sound softly and un-crying like. "I just heard you crying, are you ok ma'am?" 'Ma'am? Is he talking to someone else?' I look around and saw noone is in the alley except me and him. 'Of course, no lady will be in this dirty alley anyway' "...did he think i was a girl?" I talk outloud. I quickly put my palm in my mouth looking at him, his face change into a gapping idiot after he heard what i just said. "Um...your...a...guy?" The man say, his face look embarress. I just nod looking at him–i relizes there was a scar in his cheeks. It was distracting, the scar trails trought his right eye covering his white skin. "Um...anyway–are you okay....man?" "Yeah.....im okay....uh thanks...stranger...." i answer awkwardly. I was still wearing my uniform and hat. I probably look stupid right now "Did you get fired?" The man quickly say. I flinch back as he was near me–closer than before. "Um...yeah..." i fidget my finger and step back a little looking at the side. "Well there is this bar that need someone to play the trumphet or sexaphone, can you play any of those?" Chapters get changes sometimes so reread every once in awhile!! story settings -in the 2000's contain sensitive topics : suicide, abuse, self harm, drugs, SA *** hello. this is my very first story that i actually put effort on, some chapters have bad grammar, theres might be spelling mistake english isnt really my first language and its my first time making a book(that i actually didnt write stuff and make plans), so ill change something in a chapter once in awhile so it will follow the plot to the next chapter. review,comments, anything really. is appreciated enjoy! from hell studio

You know what's worse than being dead? Being half-dead. With a stiff back. No coffee. A Minecraft sheep as my emotional support animal. And a tattoo that vibrates every time I screw up — which is... often. I’m Renji Kurogane. Once a cop. Then an archaeologist. Now? Just a guy with a cosmic parasite squatting in his soul, offering universal Wi-Fi and occasional sarcasm. It all started with a cursed envelope. No sender. No return address. Just a notebook that hissed at me and a single word — Senku. One word too many. Since then? Reality’s been unraveling like a drunk god’s sweater. Timelines are glitching. Doors are opening. And somehow, I’m still the one holding the detonator. I’m not a chosen one. There’s no prophecy. No divine calling. I’m a walking bug in the system. A corrupted save file the multiverse keeps trying to delete. I’m searching for 23 fragments — ancient, cursed, possibly sentient gems that lock away something so broken, Time itself blocked it on all platforms. My mentor? A forgotten god with the ego of a cursed influencer. My spiritual guide? A sheep. A literal sheep. And yes — she judges me with every pixelated blink. This isn’t a hero’s journey. It’s not even a comeback story. It’s an existential black comedy wrapped in cosmic horror, buried under unreliable memories, and gift-wrapped by fate with duct tape and bad decisions. The universe doesn’t want to be saved. It just wants to laugh — front-row — while I fall apart. So yeah. If Deadpool, Rick Sanchez, and John Constantine had a deeply troubled child, handed him a cursed relic and a one-way ticket to Hell… You’d get me. Welcome to my story. But be careful. The Eye already noticed you. Author’s Note This story is 100% original and entirely written, directed, and emotionally overcaffeinated by me. Yes, I use tools for grammar polish and creative fine-tuning — because I like my commas functional and my metaphors mildly unhinged. But every plot twist, every relic, every scream into the void… Is handcrafted with existential dread, narrative obsession, and the kind of insomnia that makes ancient gods nervous. No AI chapters. No plagiarism. No copy-paste translations. Just me, my chaos, and a story that probably shouldn’t exist. But here we are.

WSA 2025 ENTRY! Wanessa eagerly launched Alpha’s Chosen One, an immersive RPG promising drama and romance. Instead of choosing a strong warrior, she picked Isabella, the weakest, most neglected omega. ''She seems like a perfect chalange.'' As the screen flashed, a chill filled her room. "Welcome, Isabella."A voice said. Before she could react, she was sucked into the game. When she awoke, damp earth and pine surrounded her. Her hands thin, scarred weren’t her own. "Look who finally showed up." A cruel voice sneered. She wasn’t playing anymore. She was Isabella. Determined to escape, she ran for the forest. But before she could cross the border, a deep growl stopped her. Alpha Xavier. "You dare try to leave, omega?"He growled. He was supposed to ignore her. So why was he following her? Why he is ignoring his original script?

Frankie Bell needs three things: a job, a nap, and maybe a restraining order from caffeine. What she gets is a gig at a shady “therapy daycare” where the kids bite, the doors lock from the outside, and her new coworkers are four dangerously hot, emotionally unavailable men who look like they eat people for breakfast. Turns out, it’s not a daycare. It’s a cover for the city's most notorious rogue shifter pack. And Frankie? She accidentally imprints on all four of them during a juice-box-fueled disciplinary incident involving a foam sword and a lot of yelling. Now they’re scent-marking her sweaters, building her nests, and arguing over who gets to “manage” her next heat. Which would be fine...if she were a wolf. She’s not. (Probably.) But something primal is waking in Frankie. She dreams in growls, sees through lies, and might be the key to saving every abandoned shifter child the Council wants to erase. If she doesn’t blow up the pack first. With a brawler, a schemer, a shadow, and a smug pack leader circling her like she’s already theirs, Frankie’s about to find out the hard way: Nap time is over.