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*Synopsis* Kai had always been into fantasy stories—knights, mages, epic battles, and especially the whole “hero vs. demon king” thing. But out of all the crazy tropes those stories had, the one that always stuck with him the most was hypnosis. Then one day, while walking out of a store, fate hit him like a truck—literally. He shoved a woman out of the way, saved her life… and promptly died. Classic. But instead of fading into the void or getting some sad funeral scene, Kai got the “Congratulations, you’re reincarnated!” treatment. New world, new rules, new him. Total fantasy package. He was told he could pick three abilities to help him get started. So what did he choose? Strength? Magic? Swordsmanship? Nah. Kai picked hypnosis. Because why not have a little fun with mind control in a world where dragons and demon kings exist? Now, with his powers unlocked, Kai’s ready to dive into an adventure full of excitement, danger, and a little (okay, a lot) of debauchery. And hey—if he ends up saving the world while he's at it? Even better. All thanks to hypnosis, of course. *DISCLAIMER* This novel will be a fun adventure story, not to be taken seriously. If you just want to laugh, have fun, enjoy a super overpowered MC, and lots of lemons (maybe), then this story is for you. If you're here for an intricate, thought-out, crazy foreshadowing story with stakes, then this story ISN'T for you, so shoo, go away! Discord: https://discord.gg/ERp9NF59f5 No Yuri | No NTR (Netorare) | Netori (MC stealing women) |

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

Alicia Quinn was an AV superstar and also a high-class courtesan who only dated billionaires and global elites. In secret, of course. They’d bark and howling just to have a wonderful night with her. On the outside, she appeared to be the happiest woman ever lived. Many women and men were jealous of all the wealth that she had after literally slaving herself in the industry since she graduated from the orphanage. She has everything that humans could ever wish for; money, multi million houses, luxury cars, you name it. But the truth is, she never felt real happiness, ever. Unbeknownst to anyone, she succumbed to severe depression. After nearly a decade of antidepressants abuse and a destructive lifestyle of drug use along with alcohol, something was developing inside her body until it was far too late to fix—Breast cancer. It was already at the fourth stage when she got diagnosed. She has no family, or even a close friend whom she could bequeath all of her wealth to. Knowing that death had knocked the door, she donated every penny, every asset under her name to the World Cancer Research Fund. Before she died, however, Alicia muttered her last words; “I wish, I could be reborn as a man, and fuck every hot chick in the world!” Due to her selfless act of donating all of her fortune, Goddess of Pleasure Lilithya granted her wish to live a second life. She offered Alicia multiple choice for her next life. However, she picked one particular choice which intrigued her the most. [Reborn as a Demon Queen; Pro: Absolute immunity to STDs, nearly infinite vitality and stamina, god-level strength, able to shoot lasers from the eyes, and so on. Cons: Being hunted by the hero’s party.] “It doesn't sound too bad. At least, I could live in freedom and do anything I wished for before the hero’s party cut my head off. A perfect ending for a sinner like me. Demon Queen it is then…” However, Goddess Lilithya knew her deepest desire. Just like that, Alicia has been reborn as a Demon Queen with a big D! Yes, you read it right my fellow men and women of culture. She became Demon Queen with a coxk. When push comes to shove, Alicia has no choice but to live with it. That said, will she be able to endure the endless cycle of arousal and constantly in heat while managing her Demon’s Kingdom?

Twenty-year-old Frost Direshard had officially bitten off more than he could chew at the moment he was shoved through a portal to another world. In the Void, the world between worlds, a never-ending battle is raging on between planet-imploding distortions and the only people with the powers to stop it, the Voidhunters. It doesn't take long for Frost to discover that the lines between good and evil aren't quite cut and dry. The universe turned out to be infinitely larger than he'd thought, and so too were its evils, adventures, and perils. Follow a large cast of characters in a constant race against the clock across a vast array of unique planets, each with their own dangers and powers. To the Voidhunters, the line between fact and fiction is as blurred as the line between life and death.

``` Elle était connue sous de nombreux noms : Démonesse, une sorcière maléfique, une héritière née pour régner sur l'enfer, la plus méchante et la fleur la plus venimeuse dans le monde du souterrain. Peu savaient que l'héritière de l'organisation d'assassinats la plus mystérieuse avait un simple rêve. Un rêve que de nombreuses filles avaient : avoir une vie paisible avec un mari et un enfant. C'est pourquoi, lorsque cette leader infâme de l'organisation d'assassins se réveilla dans le corps de Heaven Liu, elle pensait que son rêve de toute une vie s'était enfin réalisé. Mais la réalité était bien loin de ce à quoi elle s'attendait. Heaven Liu était une actrice sur le déclin ; elle avait disparu des feux de la rampe au sommet de la célébrité. La raison ? Une grossesse non désirée. Contrainte d'épouser un homme qu'elle n'aimait pas, le mariage s'effondra facilement — presque au bord de l'irréparable. Avec cette réalité à affronter, serait-elle capable de réparer les cœurs brisés de son mari et de son fils ? Ou bien la distance entre eux continuerait-elle de s'élargir ? Avec ce mariage sans amour dès le départ, y aurait-il une chance pour qu'ils puissent vivre heureux en famille ? Ou était-il trop tard ? Plus important encore, pourrait-elle vraiment échapper aux chaînes qu'elle pensait avoir brisées ? Ou son propre enfer la rattraperait-il pour la traîner retour aux fosses de l'enfer où elle appartient ? ***** LE LIVRE ÉLECTRONIQUE EST MAINTENANT DISPONIBLE SUR AMAZON. LIEN : https://a.co/d/bTeyr0B La traduction espagnole est également disponible sur Webnovel. Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/transmigr%C3%A9-y-consegu%C3%AD-un-esposo-y-un-hijo!_29071013600828005 La traduction portugaise est également disponible sur Webnovel ! Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/eu-transmigrei-e-ganhei-um-marido-e-um-filho!_29287259500602105### Avertissement : La couverture n'est pas ma propriété. Tous les crédits reviennent à l'artiste. Ceci fait partie de la série Wild de l'autrice. La Miss Héritière Sauvage : Je me suis réincarnée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils ! REJOIGNEZ MON SERVEUR DISCORD : https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY ```

``` « Même si cet univers n'est vraiment rien de plus qu'une forêt brutale, sanglante, ombragée, nous les Cultivateurs brûlerons tout ce que nous possédons juste pour produire une faible étincelle vacillante dans les ténèbres ! « Peu importe la faiblesse de chaque étincelle, sa brièveté, sa petitesse… Tant que les étincelles affluent sans relâche, alors un jour, l'une d'entre elles allumera un peu d'amadou, et cet amadou enflammera des branches tombées, et ces branches embraseront chaque arbre de la forêt jusqu'au dernier ! « Au final, même les plus petites étincelles finiront par mettre le feu à la forêt ombragée et illumineront le monde entier ! » ------ ** Qidian International et l'ancien traducteur, M. Strivon, ont trouvé un accord pour racheter les chapitres et les héberger sur notre site. Nous continuerons la traduction à partir du dernier chapitre traduit par M. Strivon ** ```

They called me a curse. Said I was a monster with a pretty face. I’ve been drowned, burned, and broken more times than I can count. But no matter how many times they try to kill me, I always survived. They say I’m dangerous. They say I should’ve stayed dead, because all I bring is misery and death with every step I take. I’ve spent half a century just trying to live. And through it all, I’ve carried pain deeper than anyone will ever know. So when they shoved me into a barrel and threw me into the ocean, I didn’t fight because I was too tired to survive. All I wanted was for death to finally take me. But just when I was ready to give up, the ocean delivered me to them, the Five Alphas. A beast-king with eyes like gold and a heart carved from stone. A wild Alpha who burns with too much rage and too much love. A sorcerer who speaks like he’s known me forever. A soldier of ice, who watches like he’s waiting for me to come home. And a rogue who tempts me to burn everything I once feared. They say they’re my mates. That I was made for them. I once dreamed of living in a tiny house full of flowers. But that fragile dream shattered the moment I met them. My Alphas offered me more than a garden or a warm meal. They gave me their kingdoms, their people, and their thrones. My name is Evelyn Seris, the last Luna no one was supposed to find. If the world expects me to kneel before my Alphas, they’d better learn to kiss my feet first. ———— Disclaimer: This is a reverse harem, which mean the FL doesn't need to choose her ML Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Liliy Xiv

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"All untainted paths lead to the one truth." — A kind man named Malik died a ridiculous death. His soul was ripped out of the flow and shoved into the body of some cliché "Villain" in a faraway land... One that had already reached the end of their story. He had ten days before his public execution concluded. This Villain—well, Malik—used to be a Beggar. One that grew into a Magi, then a Seeker, then a Professor, and then... A Sultan. The one ruler of the entire world. Now? He was stuck facing the very people he loved, ready to pay for all the “evil” he had done. Fate seemed hellbent on ending him no matter where he went. But just as he was about to give up... {Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?} A Script appeared before his mind’s eye. {Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?} {Would you like to become a True King?} {If so, repeat after me…} It gave him one word—ancient, powerful, and clear. “BASSORĀH!” Many paths came together. Then, a projection appeared. And it began to display... his memories? — This is a story about suffering. Regret. Anger. And forgiveness. {Volume One, Remember Me: Complete} {Volume Two, For Whom The Bell Tolls: Complete} {Volume Three, When the Sparrow Falls: Complete} {Volume Four, I Saw A Dream: Complete} {Volume Five, Second Sun: Complete} {Volume Six, The Deprived Movement: Ongoing} Extra Tags: Drama. Reaction. Misunderstanding. Transmigration. Time Travel. Uncringed Title: I Won't Forgive You.

Head over heels in love, Ayla Caddel marries Silas Locke, a wealthy entrepreneur in Maple County, believing she’s secured her happily ever after. Eight years later, she’s living a nightmare, but still refuses to see it. Despite being constantly mistreated by her in-laws and repeatedly cheated on by her husband, Ayla forgives him, believing it’s simply in a ‘man’s nature.’ Even when Silas infects her with an STD that leaves her infertile, she still forgives him. She sacrifices a high-paying job to ease his insecurities, cooks, cleans, and contributes to household expenses… all while enduring daily humiliation. One night, Silas brings home his pregnant mistress, Elena Simmons along with a major business partner and serves Ayla divorce papers like she’s yesterday’s trash. Shattered, she runs to the rooftop to catch her breath, but that’s when it happens. She overhears a cruel phone call Elena makes and confronts her about it only to be shoved off the roof. As she falls, she locks eyes with Elena’s cold, smiling face. Tears slide down her cheeks and she unwillingly embraces death, full of regret. As her skull hits the pavement, the last flickers of life flashes before her eyes. And with searing clarity, she realizes: she was never the problem. If only she could turn back time… she would do everything differently. But then… Ayla Caddel wakes up the next morning, not in a hospital, but seven years before her death. This time, she plans to burn her fairy tale to the ground, starting with divorcing her ‘perfect’ husband. She vows never to get entangled with a man until a certain man suddenly clings to her hips, refusing to leave. . . . Ezra Hale, the man Silas relied on for business, was never interested in Silas. He was rather drawn to Ayla, but never approached her and patiently waited for the scales to fall off her eyes. That was until he hears of her sudden death while driving to work. Heartbroken and guilt-ridden, he crashes into a truck and dies instantly. Only to open his eyes seven years earlier. On this day back then, Ayla had brought Silas lunch at work, only to be embarrassed and shouted at to leave. But this time, as Ezra walks by… he doesn’t care that his entire staff is watching and directly pulls the woman he never thought he’d see again into his arms.

(TRIGGER WARNING: DARK THEMES AND MATURE CONTENT) Imagine being a powerless witch, the lowest of the supernatural food chain, when you're from a bloodline of some of the most powerful witches in the planet. Yeah. Tragic. But now on top of that, imagine finding out that you're the fated mate of some cold, ruthless Alpha King who's rumored to bath in the blood of his enemies and eat little witches for dinner. That's just bad luck at this point. But it's the life of Odessa Pierce. ––––– In a modern Earth torn by a century long war between the werewolves and witches, with humans stuck in the middle, Odessa Pierce's life is changed forever. She's unexpectedly chosen by the Alpha King of the North American region himself to be his BRIDE to seal a "truce". However, in a shocking twist, she discovers that she's mated to the ruthless Alpha King and now has to navigate her growing feelings for a man she thought she'd hate, while still trying to survive in a world that's out to eliminate her kind. As ancient prophecies and dangerous enemies arise, will she be able to pierce through the dark veil clouding the Alpha King's heart and make him accept her? Or will their forbidden romance ultimately crumble under the brunt of the secrets and revelations that begin sprouting? And what will be her role in this never-ending war? Follow Odessa and Kaelos in a dark, delicious ride filled with magic, lust, blood, and the kind of chaos only fate can create. ***** EXCERPT: "Odessa..." His whisper brought me back to reality, causing me to flutter my eyelids as I brought my gaze back to his silver eyes. "Focus. Tell me to shove it in." Argh, what's his fucking problem? "Since when do you care about what I think?" "I don't." He suddenly responded, causing me to clench my jaw. "If I wanted to, I'd simply tie you up without saying a thing and then fuck you until the entire pack hears you screaming my name. But..." He paused, his smirk turning into a grin as he brought his mouth to my ear and whispered. "... I want to see you beg for it. I want to see you grovel at my feet, pleading for the sweet release of me fucking you. The mate bond has heightened your sex drive, hon. And I'm the only one capable of taming it." ***** (This book is a 2025 WSA Entry. Your support is very appreciated! You can follow the author on Discord: @malachijayden.)

At Drexis Battle Academy, your rank is your life. The magical system measures every student’s strength, assigns them a number, and determines who rises and who gets thrown into the deadly Cull. But when Marek Vales arrives, the system returns nothing. No element. No rank. Just silence. Labeled a “Null” and shoved to the academy’s outskirts, Marek expects to quietly endure or fade out. Until, during a public duel, he defeats a top-ranked student without using a single spell. Now, whispers call him a Rankbreaker, a glitch in the system’s design. As his strange powers grow and the academy’s secrets unravel, Marek discovers that the ranking system isn’t just flawed; it was built to suppress something. And whatever’s buried beneath Drexis is waking up.

“Chantelle Bently, you’re a murderer! Why are you still alive? You should have been the one to die!” Daniel shoved her away furiously, his face as dark and empty as the black suit he wore. Chantelle was caught off guard and lost her balance, falling hard onto her pregnant belly. The pain was unbearable, and she cried out as her body trembled. Chantelle shook her head desperately. “I told you, it wasn’t me! It was Kate!” In a trembling voice, she pleaded, “Daniel, how many times do I have to say this before you believe me? I didn’t betray your family or the Wilson Group Of Companies, and I didn’t cause your grandfather’s death.” Anger and resentment appeared in Daniel’s eyes as he threw the divorce settlement in Chantelle’s face. “Sign this now! From this day forward, I’ll make you pay a thousand times for everything you’ve done!” The sight of the document struck Chantelle like a dagger to her heart. Her whole body froze as if she had been cast into the icy wastelands of Hell. **** Her twin sister framed her, and her perfect family was destroyed on Christmas Eve. Things got worse when her husband handed her a divorce agreement. A month later, rumors spread that she had died in prison from depression. Six years later, she returned with a new face to take her revenge. She was beautiful but dangerous. Daniel felt both devastated and irritated when he saw the mysterious woman. She had the same name as his dead ex-wife, whom he hated most and the one he believed was responsible for his grandfather’s death. Despite his anger, he couldn’t deny the strong attraction he felt toward her. In fact, he was fatally obsessed and addicted to her, and the anger that had controlled him for six years slowly started to crumble.

"I married you," He whispers and nuzzles into my neck, "No one has the right to insult or humiliate the woman I chose to be my wife..." "Even if she cannot wait for your throne built on bones to crumble down?" I retorted sharply and tore my gaze from the body lying inches away from us. "Even if she is about to shove a dagger in my heart." My eyes widen and the dagger within my grasp collides with the ground. George grins. ----- Anastasia is betrothed to the King of Keyes in her sister’s place from one day to the next, and she may not know a lot about life, but she knows she does not want to be a wife - much less a Queen in waiting. And not to the man who murdered her father in cold blood. She is set to make him pay for everything, watch his castle of blood crumble down, and enjoy it all while she's at it; but it's a good thing all he wants is to take her heart and then take her to bed.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

Shivam was just a normal guy. A government employee finally living a stable life after surviving an orphan’s hell and fighting tooth and nail through every damn obstacle life threw his way. He love anime, web novels, and his one true obsession light novels. His favorite? Transmigrated as a Third-Rate Villain. The plot? Fire. The fights? Insane. The worldbuilding? God-tier. And the characters? Untouchable—especially Marcus Ardent and Daelen Vorcrest, the last heroes of mankind. But then came the final chapter. Marcus dead. Daelen gone. The entire continent, erased with a single, lazy keystroke. “ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!” “What kind of brain-dead garbage ending is this?! You killed everyone for shock value! You threw away the best characters like trash!” Shivam didn’t just hate-comment the author. He cursed them. Then went to sleep. And woke up as Ezra Celestrian. The most forgettable side character in the novel. A man who was supposed to be dead. Only… something’s wrong. Ezra isn’t weak. He never was. He was the strongest human side character in the novel—so talented, the author killed him early to keep the power scaling in check. But now Shivam is him. And the story is no longer in the author’s hands. “Why the hell do I keep talking like a noble?” “What the fuck is this ‘Divine Enemy’ trait!?” The world believes Ezra is dead. But Shivam’s done playing along. “You dragged me into your broken story. You killed my favorite characters. You erased everything I loved for a cheap twist.” “Fine. I’ll fix your mess. I’ll rewrite your story.” “And when I find you, ‘Author’—I swear to god, I’m gonna shove that ending down your throat.”

I was kidnapped. Shackled. Shoved into a world where women are either worked to death or used until they’re broken. They called it an island. I call it a prison wrapped in paradise. Then I met him. Alex — the heir to the empire that enslaved me. The coldest man I’ve ever seen. Eyes like ice. Words like knives. A prince carved by cruelty. Raised to destroy anything soft. But he didn’t destroy me. He became obsessed instead. And I? I began to understand the monster behind the mask — not to love him, but to use him. Because I’m not here to survive. I’m here to end it all. To burn the empire from the inside. Even if it means sleeping beside the enemy. Even if it means loving the villain in a world with no heroes. This isn’t a love story. It’s a war. And I will win.

Excerpt; “Do you hate me so much… Wife?" He questions as he rests a hand on the wall beside my head and wraps an arm around my waist, pulling me off the wall and into his embrace. His face dips into the curve of my neck, causing me to shiver. "Because quite on the contrary, I've missed you..." He adds, and I shut my eyes. “How sad. I didn’t miss you." I lie, trying to break free from his grip, but his hold on me tightens. “You didn’t?" He purrs into my ear, brushing his lips against my earlobe before catching it between his teeth. I gasp as I involuntarily grip his shoulders. He chuckles, “Let’s see how much you didn’t miss me." He breathes, and I gulp. His fingers ignite sparks as they travel up my thighs, and I shut my eyes as I bite my lip to stifle a moan. I should stop him. I should shove him away and stand my ground. Send him away for what he’s done… But I can’t. “You’re soaking wet, Mirelah…" He says in a sultry whisper that sets my desires racing. "Let me fix that." **** What's worse than being born as the fourth princess of a Dragon-Born family? Being born with a peculiar appearance and no powers? No, that's easy. What's worse is when you're shipped off to marry a man you've never met, for the safety of your people. A man rumoured to be death himself. ~~~ Mirelah’s life was simple. As the youngest of four sisters—and the weakest, born without the magical power of her dragon-born lineage—her only duty was to be the perfect princess. She followed every rule. Never spoke out of turn, mastered the art of grace, and perfected nearly every class. She accepted and appreciated the fact that she would never get to bear the heavy weight of a queen's crown. However, that dream crashed when an unexpected marriage proposal arrived for her from the most powerful kingdom in the realm. Forced into a union with a bloodcrafting prince she has never met, Mirelah is thrown into a world of secrets, curses, and treacherous plots. She discovers that her mysterious husband is CURSED, and she so happens to be the cure to her husband’s vicious curse... Battling to survive the new, dark world of another kingdom, Mirelah must fight to hold on to who she is... and maybe even discover new things about herself. What if her peculiar appearance has always been a pointer to the dangerous power that lay dormant within her? What if she was the true Mother of Dragons prophesied of in legends aeons ago? What if her husband's curse was the key to unlocking her powers? And what if both of them shared a connection that ran deeper than they could ever imagine? A connection that made them a deadly combination that was never meant to mix.

Torn Between Two Alphas; My Mate Or His Cousin? Synopsis Everyone always said the Alpha never touched the same woman twice. Reina believed that too. But everything changed the moment she came of age. Her scent sweet, impossible to ignore and got her to the Alpha’s bed. From that night on, the Alpha couldn’t stay away. Night after night, he dragged her to his bed. They said she was lucky. Special. Chosen. As an omega, she never dreamed a powerful Alpha like him would even glance her way. She thought maybe, just maybe, fate had finally smiled on her. Maybe she would get her own happy ending. But everything crashed the moment she found out she was pregnant. That same week, the Alpha married his Luna… and shoved her aside like trash — kept only as a body to use. Heartbroken and humiliated, she ran. With nothing but her pride and the baby growing inside her. And for two long years, she stayed hidden… until one pack meeting changed everything. The Alpha saw her. His favorite obsession… wasn’t dead. She hadn’t vanished. From that moment, the Alpha lost his mind. He claimed he never stopped looking for her. Said he went mad searching. He wanted her back — all of her. Her body, her heart, and the child he swore was his. He said he wanted to make things right. He begged for forgiveness. Promised her a new life. Promised their son a future. Reina wanted to believe him. But her mate — the man who took her when everyone abandoned her held her hand tightly. “Please,” he said, voice breaking. “Don’t go back to my cousin. Your soul is tied to mine.”

"Shhhh," he cut me off, his palms spreading on the revealed skin of my abdomen. His index fingers made their way into the waistband of my sweatpants as he pressed his front closer to my behind. "Don't shush m-" I tried to argue. "I said so," he stated, his tone going deeper as his hand went lower, this time to the waistband of my panties. I couldn't control my breathing anymore, more so as his teeth lightly grazed my neck. "So you better obey." ^^^^^^^ They say "A night in Vegas can change your life." Rachel didn't think this saying would apply to her. Well that was until she opened the door of her hotel room after a crazy night out. As a marriage certificate is shoved in her face, she notices a glistening diamond on her ring finger. The piece of paper turns out to be legit as stated by the lawyer who presented it. What's more shocking is that her said husband is Lorenzo Caden Peters, one of the best actors in the world and soon to be CEO of the biggest textile company around the globe. How would their life turn out?

But will he succeed… Can Vikram truly stop these twisted demons—creatures who slaughter humans by making their intestines explode from within, all by simply shoving cursed feathers into their ass ? From the divine mind of Brahma, the god of creation, came not only beauty and order—but also the flaws of existence. One such flaw was born from his back, not his heart or mind—a symbol of neglect. That flaw took form as Adharma, the embodiment of impropriety. Adharma married Mithya, the goddess of falsehood, who twists truth and clouds clarity. From their union came Dambha (Vanity), representing arrogance born from lies, and Maya (Illusion), his sister and future wife, who wraps the world in deception. Dambha and Maya gave birth to Krodha (Anger)—the violent force of pride and frustration. He, too, married his sister, Himsa (Violence)—a being that thrives on pain and destruction. From them was born Kali—not a god, but a force destined to rule the final age due to his bloodline connection to Brahma. Thus began Kali Yuga, an era fated to last 432,000 years—a time where neither gods nor demons are allowed to intervene in the human realm. But one demon rebelled—Rudra. Seeking to overthrow Kali, he unleashed chaos on the human world, shattering the divine balance and leaking celestial power into the mortal realm. As humans unknowingly begin to awaken to these powers, the order of the universe teeters on collapse. To stop this spiral, the gods choose a protector for Earth: Vikram. His destiny is not to conquer, but to restore balance—to walk the line between gods, demons, and mankind… and maintain cosmic order.

“She was born to rule empires. He was born to burn them down—especially hers.” Valeria De Luca is a walking sin in stilettos—heiress to the most feared mafia dynasty in Europe. With a tongue sharper than her stilettos and a body men would kill to worship, she plays by her own rules. No man commands her. No one dares try. Until Cassian Blackwell—a ruthless billionaire CEO with a sexy complex and a taste for dangerous women. When fate shoves them into a blood-bound marriage contract, the battlefield turns into a bedroom. He wants to tame her. She wants to destroy him. But obsession is a cruel game—and one kiss might just cost them their crowns. Power. Lust. Betrayal. In this war of seduction, the loser begs to be claimed. ---

Transmigrated as a beautiful CEO, everything is within reach of her hands. Wealth, Power, and Influence. And she also possesses the system. Starting point high with all the helps from the universe, what could go wrong? What?! She is in a world similar to the combination of novels. What! The most hated sadomasochistic-SM-CEO and his wife, novel theme, and her half-sister was a heroine. Side characters never ever had a good time as the world revolves around them. Our CEO knows this and her worries increase. What?! Another novel theme shows up in this world and it's a stallion one. Messed up and you still tell me... Heaven! That's not all, she is supposed to be a member of the harem of the male protagonist. ****! our CEO shoves a middle finger at the world and strangles the system. What in the world have you brought me here for? Companions, enemies, connections, and successes are all meant for her to walk through. Each step, every struggle will be her monument. Rising to the top of the pyramid, overlooking from above, everything within her grasp. Prove to the world, a woman can hold up half the sky. First, Let me find a way to divorce this engagement with Lin Fan. Former Title: My system helps me become a cold, beautiful, elegant C.E.O

Warning: -Sexual content- Dual Cultivation ( pure fertilization ) -Not a Simp Mc -Op Mc, powerful system -I don't give a fuck you are dying, Type MC -Narcissist, Egoist Mc but not that mentally weak to react immediately #Book supports game element: - 500 Powerstone = 1 lottery for MC - 50 Golden ticket = 1 lottery for Mc - Holiday theme special plotlines. Cover: Thanks Miso_Hen ——— Ah! Here we go again, another edgy villain novel that haunts the protagonist, aka, the chosen son of heaven. Tsk! Such a cliche! Constantly used plotline with repeated storyline. Hunt the protagonist with a Jade like beautiful sister and steal his sister after 50 chapters milking his luck. Hunt the protagonist with this cheat, hunt the protagonist with that cheat. --- Beta: Ahhh! Damn it... When will the good day come? Author: Well, don't ask me, I just got here. Beta: Fuck it! I want a good story. Author: Junior, trust this senior, this is a good one Beta: Arggh! Shut up! I hate it. Author: courting death! Go and ask Yama how good this is. Beta: Y-You, how dare you? Author: I will give you 10 breaths of time, cripple your cultivation, and scram!! Beta: Good! Very Good! Author: *Raises his eyebrows and turns beta into useless dust particles* ----- Chad: senior, I have been enlightened, I wish to know more about what you have in this ancient script. Author: ah! An intelligent and wise junior, you have raised a very good question. Here are things this forbidden ancient script contains. •Sinful activity: this book contains the profound sinful activity of balancing the Yin and Yang, by, shoving the mighty Yang rod in the Yin Hole. •System - MC relationship: fuck... Ahem* Ahem* sorry for tongue slip. Forget the classic old system, here take this hot waifu tsundere system. ( not that edgy ) •Steal everything: junior! Are you tired of Mc only stealing the jade beauties that were created for the protagonist? Well, let's process further and add the Protagonist's mother, aunt, and sister, into Mc's harem. Chad: oh! The senior really blessed me with such a divine forbidden Scripture, here take my money and give me the chapters. Author: oh! Ho Ho! I haven't finished yet. Here are a few more. •Cold, ruthless, protagonist: sorry, but, he will even kill the child as long as he gets something in return. Throw; morality and humanity out the window. ( not a classical ‘Villan’ who only hunts the protagonist. The story doesn't just revolve around hunting the chosen one, ) •Just because you are a heroine doesn't mean, you can step on my head, know your place. Mc will even kill the heroine if they bother him. Chad: Say no less senior, from today onward, I will join your sect and follow you till I die. * Kneels and accept author as his master * Author: Very well, here is the key to join my sect. https://discord.com/invite/QaCzkvHsuN https://discord.com/invite/tknrUfPfrb https://dsc.gg/culturesect Chad: Thanks senior, I will join the sect immediately. Author: I see great potential in you junior, trust me, you will go way forward. Chad: You honor me with your words senior, please, let me read the forbidden Scripture that is banned by the heavens. Author: say no more! ——— Tags: OP MC, SYSTEM, HAREM, ACTION, ADVENTURE, THREESOME, Not so dumb Mc, Ancient treasure, Edgy writing, I don't give a Shit -Mc, not my problem- Mc, powerful battles, dual cultivation, diverse race harem, Evil Mc.

—A Reverse Harem Isekai Where the Real Plot Twist is Falling First (And Hard) I got isekai’d. Cool. Ended up with a sword. Even cooler. Then I became the secret noble matchmaker for half the continent’s male leads. And by matchmaker, I mean I faked letters, staged “accidental” meet-cutes, and maybe shoved a few emotionally constipated heirs into actual romantic competence. Now they’re all happy. And me? Still single. Still managing businesses. Still sword-fighting nobles who can’t take no for an answer. Except there’s this one man... Too polite. Too sharp. Too handsome to be real. Also: possibly royalty, definitely mine, and absolutely not safe from my marriage jokes. This wasn’t supposed to be my love story. But hey! if I can ship others into romance, maybe I can finally match myself, too. Hopefully

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

Jung Haneul is a handsome, talented pro gamer and the only son of Korea’s top tech CEO. But after years of living like a shut-in, his parents snap — seizing his console and threatening to delete his precious game data unless he gets a job. Clueless about the real world, Haneul is shoved into an unexpected lifeline: his mom’s friend runs an idol company. Now, with zero idol skills and a whole lot of pride, Haneul must survive flashy auditions, chaotic dance practices, and screaming fans — all to save his digital kingdom. Game over? Not yet. “From game king to idol trainee — saving his data means surviving the stage.” For more info and sneak peeks, contact me on Discord: https://discord.gg/GASvRbXB5m Gmail: queensleeping23@gmail.com

“I want to see my money's worth. You belong to me now. So, strip!” he ordered coldly, taking a sip from his cognac. I fought back my tears, my trembling hands fiddling with the zipper of my shorts. His icy green eyes were latched onto my body the whole time, surveying the littlest movements I made like a predator. I was bare in front of him in no time, almost tempted to shield my body away from him with my hands. But I couldn't. Not when he had absolute control over me now. “Get on your knees and crawl to me.” •••• Nylah Frost has been stuck in the underworld as a stripper long enough to have made a name for herself, but when push came to shove and her best friend's life was on the line, she broke the rules that guarded the club she worked at, sleeping with and stealing from the devil, Alpha Xavier Wilde, the most feared and ruthless Alpha, who is renowned for crushing his enemies effortlessly. When the little stripper stole from him, Xavier Wilde was extremely intrigued by her boldness, and it triggered his dark, predatory side that sought to chase after her and possess her. A sense of ownership that was supposed to be a game of endless pleasure to him soon became his undoing. How does heartless Alpha see her more than his property and an object of pleasure? Will Nylah allow herself to see past the hatred she has for him?

Sheea who was so immersed in the sorrow of the untimely end of her favourite novel with the premature deaths of her favourite characters, blamed the author for the lack of story setting, when suddenly a message popped on her screen: "If you don't like how it is, why don't you yourself remake it the way you want to?" With that there was a smiley emoji. And then again, when she reopened her eyes she was in her favourite novel. But unfortunately, she was a cannon fodder over there whose existence was never mentioned in the book. So guys, let's see how Sheea is going to change her fate along with the ones she love. The cover page is solely designed by me and no one else. All Rights deserved. __________________ Spoiler:~ "At last, I have a neat and clean place to stay! Ahh! I can't wait anymore to lie comfortably on my dear bed," Sheea exclaimed happily while yawning and stretching her bones and muscles. But her actions came to a sudden halt when she saw that her bed was already occupied by her mates and they all were giving her bone-chilling grins. "Wha-what's up with you all? Go to your respective rooms. I-I wanna sleep!" Sheea stammered a little as she tried her best to remain calm in that situation which could be dangerous to her any moment. "Baby, we all want to sleep...," said Kyle, her first mate with an extremely evil grin as he continued his sentence after walking towards her with small steps, "But before that we all want to have some heart to heart talk with you." "He-hey, listen to me.... Heyyyy!" And before Sheea could finish her sentence she was directly shoved on the bed by Kyle and soon she was in the arms of her mates who weren't only one or two or three in number but... but eight! "Is my kidney going to retire from work soon?" That was the last conscious thought of Sheea on that beautiful starry night as after that.... _____________________ To know what happens next, please support the book with lots of comments & votes.... :-)

The marble floor gleamed under Adunni’s heels as she walked deeper into the candlelit ballroom, each step cutting through murmurs and curiosity. In a room filled with silk, diamonds, and secrets, she moved like a storm in velvet. Luca DeLuca didn’t greet her right away. He stood at the edge of the balcony in a tuxedo so sharp it looked dangerous, one hand curled around a glass of wine the color of blood, the other shoved in his pocket. Those golden eyes locked on hers the moment she entered — dark, unblinking, predatory. “You came,” he said, voice a low scrape of gravel and silk. “I’m here for the artifact,” Adunni replied, her chin lifted. “Not the theatrics.” He chuckled, slow and deliberate, like he already knew she was lying. “And yet… your heartbeat’s telling me a different story.” Her pulse did skip — once. But she didn’t flinch. “Your ego’s bigger than your empire.” He stepped closer, closing the space like gravity, until she could feel his heat in the breath between them. “You know what I think, Adunni?” “I’m not interested in your thoughts.” “I think your body recognizes mine. On a level your mind hasn’t caught up to yet.” Her breath hitched, but she didn’t let it show. Instead, she held his gaze — fire to fire. “Be careful, DeLuca,” she murmured. “I bite back.” His eyes darkened, glowing faintly gold. Just for a second. Then he leaned in, not touching, just a whisper of heat against her jawline. “Good,” he said, his voice nothing but breath. “I like a woman with teeth.”