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After Wang Mang died, he turned into a giant python and evolved like crazy! With the help of his family, he grew bigger and bigger! From the first few meters to tens of meters, and then to hundreds of meters! From Burmese Python to Titan Python, and then to Deep Sea Python! When Wang Mang's size reached hundreds of meters, the earth took a sudden change and the disaster came...

Rael screwed up badly. One reckless gamble later, and his guild's entire emergency fund was gone. With debt collectors ready to harvest his organs, his only hope was a single, desperate gacha pull. Ding! [Congratulations! Player: Quarterpounder69 has obtained the (Divine) Grade item, Eye of the Beast!] [Divine Grade item obtained! All Stats +250] [First Divine Grade item obtained! All Stats +100] [New title unlocked! [Heavenly Attraction] (Divine)] With no other choice, he consumed the item—only to be thrown into a situation no player had ever faced before. [To ensure fairness, please select a random number. This will determine which boss monster variation you become.] 'Uh, I don't fucking know? 69... hmm, maybe not...' [Confirmed.] 'Wait—' [Congratulations! You've chosen the Special-Type Boss Monster Variation: The Pay-to-Win Boss.] [Congratulations! You've become a Boss Monster!] Armed with broken perks like [Premium Leveling], [Premium Evolution], and [Premium Shop], Rael was thrust into the world of the VRMMORPG game he had been playing. The issue was, he went back in time, specifically, 150 days before the launch of version 1.0.

Year 2035. A groundbreaking game—"Glory Lords: Arcane War"—takes the world by storm. With cutting-edge VR immersion, players can feel the pulse of magic, the tremors of battle, and the weight of every decision. But more than just a game, it becomes the ultimate stage for global esports. Elite teams rise, billion-dollar prize pools emerge, and the entire world is swept into the frenzy. But for Ethan Parker, this isn’t just a game. It’s a gamble with fate itself. Las Vegas. Midnight. A secret high-stakes game. On the table lies the world’s only Legendary-tier artifact—the Stone of Glory. Its value? Far beyond a billion dollars. Because hidden within it is a secret—one that can rewrite the very rules of reality. Ethan bets everything. And loses. In that moment, he doesn’t just lose the artifact—he loses his future. Then, the world changes. The game and reality merge. Earth is no longer the world it once was. Society collapses, replaced by a brutal new order where a person’s rank in "Glory Lords: Arcane War" determines their status in real life. The strongest players become kings. The weakest? Slaves. And the one who won the Stone of Glory—Griffin Musk—rises to absolute power, ruling over this new world as its supreme leader. As for Ethan? Once the #1 player in the world, he loses everything—his account, his status, his freedom. Reduced to the lowest class, he suffers, tortured until his final breath. But now—he’s back. Reborn with the memories of his past life, he returns to the moment it all began. This time, he wins the gamble. This time, he won’t let the world fall into Griffin’s hands. But fate has more in store for him… When he logs into the game, he realizes something is off. Not only is he the first player in the world to own private territory, but he also acquires something unheard of—the only Legendary-tier unit in existence: the Green Dragon. And then—something even more shocking. These two Green Dragons aren’t just powerful units. They’re heroes. With growth potential and combat abilities surpassing even top-tier players, they have the power to change the course of the entire game. At that moment, Ethan knows—his path to the top has begun. But the real world isn’t done with him yet. Governments, military forces, corporate giants, secret organizations—and even Griffin himself—are now watching his every move. This time, it’s not just about revenge. This time, he’s taking control of the future. The war of heroes has only just begun…

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the 9-Tailed Heavenly Demon Fox Bloodline.] The Celestial Fox Deity: "Little Ancestor, our geniuses are struggling to advance their bloodlines. Could you spare just a small drop of your diluted blood?" … Cain wakes up only to find himself transmigrated into a novel that he had read a few years before his death. In this new fantasy realm where the strong are respected and the weak are trampled, Cain awakens his “Unique SSS-Ranked Primordial Beast Master Talent” before an error happens and merged with “Extra’s Harem Gacha System” which can help him become stronger by having sex with powerful women, including those summoned from the system’s Summon Pool. [Ding! You have shared an intimate moment with the Goddess of Light] [Ding! You have received …% of her stats attributes] [Ding! You have increased her stats attributes by …%] After merging his talent with the system, he can also contract and evolve powerful beasts, instantly upgrading their ranks using Evolution Points. With the ability to convert money into Evolution Points, Cain decides to build his own force, amass wealth, and take full advantage of the system’s potential to rise above all. [Ding! Do you want to refine the Ice Dragon’s Evolution Pill?] [Ding! Do you want to refine the medicine liquid of God's rank?] [Ding! Do you want to refine the Godbreaker sword of the God’s rank?] … --------------------------------------------------------- [WebNovel Rising Star II Entry] ALL SUPPORT is appreciated. Don't hesitate to add it to your library and give Power Stones!!

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. The moment she did, his fingers curled around the wooden rail of the steps, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moved. A slow, deliberate step up onto the patio. Panic slammed into her. *No no no.* Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

After losing her mate, the dragon queen of Naperon Kingdom spent her days living peacefully with her subjects. However, her power and her memories began to waver. It's getting weaker day by day and her memories of her beloved mate began to fade. The soft hearted queen then died by the hand of her own Lady in Waiting. Then what happen? The new soul of the body, is a little bit crazy and a little bit fun. To found out that she actually woke up in a body of the dragon queen! Having the absolute power in her hand! .... 'there is traitor in this palace!' 'traitor will bring destruction to the kingdom!' 'If the kingdom destroyed then i'll lost the position' 'if i lost position then i'll have no money!' 'if i don't have then i'll be poor!!' 'Nooooo!!!' ..... "did Freya send you here? to pleased me?" She can't denied the fact that the pretty boy standing in front of her really got her attention. "come down here pretty boy,bend your body," She instruct him to bend when she's still staying in the swimming pool. and once he bend down his body, she snatched his clothe and smashed her lips to his. #ROYAL #WEREDRAGON #ROMANCE #EMPEROR #EMPIRE

Life in a noble house isn’t all luxury. Luan Meskevela never expected to wake up as the third son of a powerful duke. But when he’s transported into the world of Sigil Online, he finds himself gifted with two rare and powerful Sigils—abilities that make him a force to be reckoned with. Now, Luan's got more than wealth on his mind. He’ll charm a priestess, exploit a merchant guild, and maybe even befriend a spirit or two—if it gets him a better vintage of wine. With a mix of charm, wealth, and newfound power, he courts beautiful women, explores the world around him, and builds connections that could shape his future. Yet, beneath the surface, political intrigue and family rivalries threaten to disrupt his carefree life. In this new world, Luan plays for the thrill, not just for power. But as he enjoys the perks of his life, he soon realizes that every decision has consequences, and the people around him may not always be what they seem.

[Warning: Contains Explicit Scenes] Two centuries ago, Earth underwent an earth-shattering change. The gods were slaughtered by an unknown terrifying existence, and their potent blood spilled through the entire solar system, corrupting all life on various planets along with Earth. As a last resort, the gods created the Galactic Tower. Their inheritances, strength, and relics were placed as rewards for those who cleared each floor, proving themselves worthy. Thus, the Awakening Era arrived. … Lucian Morningster, the golden boy of the city. He had a perfect life, had the prettiest girl, a good best friend and a very bright future. Noticing his potential, The Mayor took him in, everyone respected him, his classmates envied him and the Mayor took him as a son. However, everything ended when he awakened an F-rank talent instead of the S-rank talent everyone thought he would awaken. Lucian’s smile froze. He mumbled to himself, “It must be a mistake?” The whispers started again. This time they weren’t nice or joyful; no, they were sharper and carried a cruel edge. “See? I told you he would awaken a trash talent.” “All that potential, for an F-ranker?” His girlfriend who awakened a C-rank talent, “What a waste, Lucian. My father took you in for nothing,” Her voice as cold as the ice on the tips of her fingers. His best-friend who awakened an A-rank talent, “You know, seeing you so weak and vulnerable is kind of refreshing. She always hated your endless confidence, so do I. It’s no wonder she comes to me after being done with you.” Lucian, who was respected and envied now turned to a joke to the entire school and town. “Boom!” Those who he called friends attacked him, leaving him for dead in the Galactic Tower. [Ding!] [Would you like to Reroll your talent?] [Congratulations! 100,000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Self Regeneration (F-Rank) has evolved into Ungodly Regeneration (SSS-Rank)!] ──────────────────────── [Ungodly Regeneration] ▪ Class Rank: SSS ▪ Class Perk: — +∞% Vitality | +300% Mana (SSS) ▪ Class Skills: ➤ (SSS) Ungodly Regeneration: Instantly regenerates from any injury. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow: Use your blood to awaken a blood shadow of slain enemies. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Crimson Shadowstep: With a burst of blood, teleport user within a one kilometer radius to Control blood, [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Extraction: Absorb the blood of the dead to gain random stat enhancements. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Scarlet God Domain: The more blood spilled, the stronger the user becomes, exponentially boosting all attributes in battle. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Supernunery: Duplicate any organs or parts of the body. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Control: Ability to Control blood. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow Swap: Swap places with a blood shadow, [Upgradable] (Level up to unlock more abilities.) ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Standard Combat Spear...] [1,876x Reroll has been triggered!] [Standard Combat Spear → Blood Shadow Devourer(Legendary)] ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade).] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)→Celestial Essence Amulet (Mythic-grade)] ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Tresure Chest[Bronze-grade).] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Treaure Chest[Bronze-grade)→Treasure Chest (Mythic-grade)] •••

In the heavens, a legendary battle raged between the God of War, Sael, and the Demon King, Tarath. As their powers clashed, Sael summoned all his strength to deliver a crushing blow, sending Tarath tumbling into the Pool of Reincarnation. Exhausted, Sael followed suit, falling into the pool as well. In the Chamber of Fate within the Imperial Palace in the heavens, the books of destiny began to write themselves, chronicling the rebirth of the two enemies. However, a mysterious power emanating from the books prevented the Immortal of Fate from opening them, concealing the identities of Sael and Tarath's reincarnations. On the same day, two women went into labor: the Queen, whose pregnancy was full-term, and the Commander's wife, whose labor was premature at seven months. The fate of the God of War and the Demon King remained a secret, hidden within the sealed books, as two new lives began on earth.

Planet 236, a world steeped in mysteries, where tales of vampires linger as ancient superstitions among ordinary humans. Among the four royal vampire families, the Leif family stands as one of the most powerful, possessing the rare ability to transform humans with their blood. Yet, Leif Rose, an 18-year-old from this noble lineage, bears the weight of shame. Her transformations have only produced weak vampires, and with her ability limited to just seven transformations, she has failed six times. Deemed a disgrace to her family, Rose vows never to create another vampire, dreading another failure. Andrew Felix, the righteous yet troublesome son of a police officer, is Rose’s polar opposite, a school bully with a secret crush on her. Admiring the school president and number-one beauty from afar, Felix knows their worlds are irreconcilably different. But everything changes when Rose becomes the target of an assassination attempt: a car crafted from condensed carbon metal, designed to neutralize vampires, hurtles toward her. Acting on instinct, Felix throws himself in harm's way, saving Rose but leaving himself fatally injured. As Felix lies in a pool of blood, he confesses his feelings to a panicking Rose. Faced with the choice of letting him die or using her final chance to transform a human, Rose decides to repay the debt she owes him, wagering everything on his survival. Two weeks later, Felix awakens in the hospital. Overwhelmed with anticipation, Rose rushes to confirm his transformation into a vampire, only to be crushed by disappointment, Felix shows no reaction to vampire blood. Convinced her attempt failed, Rose resigns herself to her shame. But Felix's true transformation reveals itself when Rose is ambushed by rival vampires from a rival house. Desperate and on the brink of death, her cries for help awaken something dormant in Felix. Across a great distance, he senses her peril and comes to her rescue. In an explosive display of power, Felix manifests the legendary Crimson Aura, a rare and formidable vampire lineage thought to be extinct, one that serves as the backbone of every royal family. For Rose, her gamble has paid off beyond her wildest dreams. Felix is no ordinary vampire, he is her salvation, her ally, and the one who will change the fate of the Rose house forever. NOTE: It will take much chapters before the R18 scene begins as it as a lot of impact in this story itself

Ryan, a normal office worker who could be considered an extra in a boring world, did his job regularly and spent time here and there. He found himself, by mistake, being killed by a female reaper. Yet, the only thing he received as justice was a chance to transmigrate into a new body with his memories intact. Meanwhile, that female reaper faced a very small punishment: her powers were suppressed for ten minutes, leaving Ryan with nothing but a mocking smirk from the reaper as she ridiculed him for being a meager human with no life that belonged to him. He was left with no choice but to stand in front of the one who had granted such "justice" and watch the reaper laugh while turning to leave the place. In front of him was the reincarnation pool, and beside it stood the woman smirking at his misery while completely powerless for a whole ten minutes—there was no justice for him here. With his hands clenched, he decided that if he was really going down, he would take her with him. Swiftly tackling her, he pushed the reaper and himself directly into the reincarnation pool. The next moment he knew, he found himself being born as a extra disposal substitute of the Ducal Prince, destined to die at the hands of the princess in his stead. Soon enough, he understood that instead of some random world, he had been transmigrated into the last novel he was reading and a fan of—Invincibility Starts with Marriage and Having Lots of Children. [ Disclaimer: First POV for main charcter is mixed in chapters with Third POV of other characters ] ( Disclaimer: There could be mistakes in the chapters, not because I am weak in grammar or something, but when one has to write 8K a day, the chances of things being left out are pretty obvious. So, if you understand what that sentence means, just ignore the minor mistakes, but if you want to point out grammatical mistakes, please do so. I will correct them as soon as possible.)

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #chinesedrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.

[Congratulations, you now have a system.] [Deploying Starter Pack.] [Two Perks Received.] "I can level up and I am probably the only one?" "Boy, sign me up! Who expected this kind of miracle in 2025?" Frizz, your average convenience store clerk, suddenly has a system. He is neither a genius nor a prodigy, but that won't stop him. He will still work hard, for the sake of leveling up. However, there are no monsters, no gates, no fantastical beings, and lastly no mystical equipment. It's just Frizz in his boring mundane reality and a system, fighting the already present evil in real life. To make things worse, He slowly realized that his system isn't all that benevolent.

Ten years of marriage. Known since childhood. Yet, he felt he had never known her. What he saw was a loving and gentle wife. But what he heard about her from others had always been different. One said she married him for his money. One said she seduced a Prince behind his back. One said she spiked her sister and sent her to a man’s bed. One said she tortured the servants behind his back. One said… He had heard many such things but never believed anyone. Until one day, he saw how she scolded his brother, slapped his sister-in-law in the face, and pushed his nephew into the pool. He couldn’t take it anymore and asked for a divorce but she rejected to his face. Then he heard the news that she obtained the shares of their company and was about to overturn his brother’s position. “How did she turn into a scheming wife?” he asked, not really expecting any answers. But he got a chance. He woke up to the day he got married. He thought it was his chance to get rid of the woman from his life. He would save his brother and his family from his ‘wife’. He will get a divorce from her. But… Why couldn’t he get rid of this wife at all? Had she been so scheming all her life? Clearly not. In this life, he started seeing her life the way he had not seen before. From her perspective, she had shed tears without him knowing. He realized that he had been a bad husband all along. Suddenly his life changed from trying to divorce her to changing her ‘fate’. Who would win in this battle? Her fate of becoming a scheming woman? Or his determination and … love? #WSA2025 #Mindreading

"No one ever helped me no matter how much I suffered. So, tell me...why would I help others if there's no benefit to it for me?" After being sold off by his parents to human traffickers due to a physical deformity and ending up as a resident of the underworld, a jaded mercenary is killed during a mission gone wrong. "If only there was a way to carry my entire arsenal of weapons without weighing myself down..." As he dies, he suddenly find himself waking up in a younger, unfamiliar body, in an unfamiliar world. He finds himself in a rundown orphanage located in a medieval world full of Magic and Monsters, his new body weak and frail. His new name is Jaedfern Meraled, or Jade for short. But he's not alone in being sent to this world...along with him for the ride is the Angel Arkiela, who was banished to this world for interfering with the human world out of boredom. Specifically, she used her powers to feed and amplify people's impulses and intrusive thoughts, including the people around Jade, whom she targeted to, in her words, "mess with", and subsequently went on to ruin his life. She then claims that their lives are now intertwined...if one of them dies, so will the other. While being uncertain as to whether she's being honest about that or lying so that he can't afford to kill her, Jade can't exactly risk putting it to the test, so he errs on the side of caution. Grudgingly, he decides to accept her presence around him, having no other choice in the matter. With that settled, she reveals that when people are reincarnated with their memories intact, they're given OP powers, usually as a reward or consolation for their circumstances in their previous life, and she then checks what abilities he's been bestowed with. In this world, there are three main elements to a person's Magic...their Magic Class; which is the core of their abilities, their Mana Pool; the quantity of Magical energy they possess, and finally, their Skills; special abilities that include active powers such as Appraisal and passive powers such as Heat Resistance. Each person possesses three Skills, without exception. As for Jade, his Magic Class is...well, he doesn't have one. And his Mana Pool...is nonexistent, he possesses no Magical energy whatsoever. And finally, his Skills...he only has one, titled "Mercenary's Item Box", a dimensional storage power with a number of abilities that can be unlocked by Leveling Up the Skill. Most people who are reincarnated are given OP powers, rewarded for either living a virtuous life, or as consolation for living a tortured life. But sometimes, people who've lived sinful lives, can be punished instead, bestowed with the bare minimum of abilities in worlds where such abilities are everything. And Jade is the latter. However, Jade may not necessarily be as bad off as it initially seems...because within his Item Box, is every weapon he owned during his previous life, weapons that don't exist in this world. Will it give him enough of an advantage to survive, and ideally thrive, in this medieval world rampant with violent crime and dangerous Monsters? One thing's for sure, it certainly won't be easy...

In the year 2000, the world was suddenly engulfed by a colossal black bird. The sun was devoured by this entity, which humans dubbed "Deities." Trapped in a realm surrounded by these "Deities," mankind clung to survival in the cracks. As the "Deities" slaughtered humans, the dwindling remnants of humanity pooled their final strength to create Safe Zones capable of repelling the Deities. During this desperate struggle, some individuals unexpectedly awakened sequence abilities. When the first man discovered his hand could transform into a pistol, he initially deemed it useless. But when the pistol miraculously harmed a Deity, humanity realized the truth: even nuclear weapons had failed to injure these beings, yet Ordinal abilities could effortlessly wound them. Those who awakened sequences were elevated as saviors of society. The protagonist, reborn into this world, lived in the poorest reaches of the Safe Zones, surviving on United Nations rations. While sequence awakeners were seen as "chosen ones," he miraculously awakened his own ability: Sequence: God-Eater —the sole Ordinal power capable of gaining strength by devouring Deity carcasses. Ordinary sequences required endless Deity hunting and consuming UN-distributed magic elixirs to level up. Yet he could digest and assimilate Deity remains, which were universally considered inedible. To avoid being captured for experimentation, he concealed his power, growing stronger in the shadows while gradually consuming every last Deity.

THE UNFORGETTABLE CRUSH THAT SHOOK MY SOUL.       HEATHER'S POV; I'm Heather Morgan Claus the daughter of a middle class family from Brooklyn. I was born a typical brainiac the smartest of all my family members and most definitely the only child of my parents. I was born with what I call average beauty a blue eyes,golden afro hair due to my distant African gene, an average height of 6,4 feet a big boob and buttocks and also a slender curve with big hips that made me feel insecure.  Being lonely was a normal thing for me was a normal thing because I had no friends except my overprotective cousins Kyle and Jules. They made me feel special and loved more than anything in the world and I was thrilled to be with them. Boys never came along to date me basically because it's either I'm too tall for their liking or I'm too robust or too perfect and studious or even much of a nerd who can't match their tastes. Kyle and Jules made sure I was okay and boy did they beat the shit outta those knuckle heads who dared to mock me for my appearance. Soon enough all these fantasies all came to an end because while I was in tenth grade and they were in their twelfth grade they both fell in love with some girls from the neighbouring school and I was soon discarded and left out to fend on my own. I became an object of mockery and taunts from all sides. Years passed but the bullying didn't stop and soon afterwards some stupid bimbo and their boyfriend all came to join what they called fun by bullying me. Jake the leader of the zeals was by far the most handsome and he had an emerald green eyes, lovely red hair, kissable lips and a fine body and he was more of a greek god's personality. He had a commanding presence that sent shivers down my spine. I thought he was an epitome of beauty but like the saying goes beauty comes from within. He was a tyrant and he made my life a living hell with every given chance he got. Belle his girlfriend a blond haired girl with brown eyes and long slender legs always taunted me relentlessly. One day while I was heading to my locker I was bumped into by belle and her friends Chloe and Charis. They gave me a hard time and without mercy they shred my clothe and made me an object of perpetual laughter while they made fun of my SpongeBob underwear, Evans and Michael Jenkins popularly know as MJ tired to cover my naked body but Jake ordered them no to do so. He stared at my body with lust and contempt in his eyes making me wonder what I had ever done to him to deserve all the hate. The shame was too much to bear and when I was went home I scrolled through the school platform and it was all over the media and I fell into a complete depressed stage. Days turned to weeks and weeks to years and then one day after the prom prank I had endured I decided to jump from the third floor of the venue. The pain was too much to bear as crismon liquid surrounded me like a pool. The pain felt like home and after several minutes of comfort I felt like my consciousness was slipping into the abyss surrounded by darkness.

The sacred chamber was dimly lit, the scent of incense curling in the air like whispers of forgotten prayers. His breath came uneven, his hands trembled at his sides as he stared at the man before him—the warrior who should not have been here. "You shiver so easily," the warrior murmured, his voice dark, teasing. Tempting. His fingers brushed over the fine silk of the priest’s robe, not quite touching—just a whisper of heat, but enough to unravel him. "D-Don’t," he breathed, stepping back, but the warrior followed. "Don’t what?" The smirk in his voice was maddening. Mocking. Dangerous. "You know what exactly you are doing. This is unacceptable..." The warrior closed the space between them and placed his finger on his lips, causing his body to tremble. His throat bobbed. The rules of the sect were clear. He was supposed to be untouchable—unblemished in body and soul, a perfect example of godliness and pureness. And yet… "I can hear your heartbeat." The warrior leaned in, the tip of his nose barely grazing his jaw. Too close. "So wild… tell me, is it fear or something else?" His lips parted, but the words died on his tongue when strong hands found his wrist, tugging him forward, pressing him flush against the heat of his body. A sharp gasp escaped him. "Let me go," he whispered pleadingly. "Then go," the warrior challenged, loosening his grip—but his body refused to move. A sinful chuckle brushed against his ear. "See? You don’t want to leave." "I do." The lie burned his tongue. "Then why are you not?" A strangled sound escaped him as warmth pooled in his core—something he never should have felt. Something he never knew he could feel. His knees buckled, but before he could fall, strong arms caught him. Held him. Claimed him. "Look at you," the warrior hummed, his voice thick with something dangerous. "I barely touched you, and you’re already breaking. Doesn't this mean something to you, my moonflower?" The warrior looked into the divine one's eyes and noticed the change of color in his eyes which made him smirk as if he had gotten his lucky shot. His gaze darkened in return, sharp with an incomprehensible hunger and before the priest could utter another world, his lips were claimed. A single tear slipped free, rolling down his cheek—a silent surrender. He just couldn't do it. He couldn't fight against this burning desire in him anymore. He was just going to let it be—whatever would happen should happen. The warrior hummed in satisfaction at the taste of the divine one, his grip tightening. A gasp was swallowed whole as the warrior’s mouth moved against his, devouring, demanding, tasting. Heat licked down his spine, a fire awakening within him, spreading through his veins like an unspoken prophecy. "So beautiful," the warrior murmured against his lips before diving back in, stealing another kiss—deeper, rougher, hungrier. He was an angel worth sinning for. The Priest's fingers clutched at the fabric between them, desperate, lost, drowning. The world outside ceased to exist. Only this moment remained. Only this touch, this heat—this forbidden, maddening desire. And as the flames outside flickered wildly in the night, so too did he burn. . . . . Y'all, this picture was gotten from Pinterest. I only changed the names and added little design. I do not originally own it. Thank you.

It pays to look like the undead, when the paranoid emperor holds all first born nobles hostage in the Royal Academy. Particularly when the promiscuous crown prince treats the place as his own personal harem. That's why the infamous royal recluse, Lord Patric Siccus, doesn't mind that he looks like a dehydrated goblin, or that his eyes bulge out when he's too excited, and how his mouth fills up the rest of his face when he tries to smile. He went there for the library, after all. ___________________ !!! DISCLAIMER !!! This novel is a work of fiction. Any similarity to events, people, objects or places both real or fiction, are merely the product of an overactive imagination, unless specified. Copyright 2024 Gem Vecino All rights reserved No part of this online publication or any of its contents may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted in any way, form, or kind without the prior written consent of the author, Gem Vecino - aka - Alex Rosas - aka - Psynoid Al.

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

Gods Game : Olympus: The Birth of a Miracle [Divine Realm ] The Chaos Pool had not stirred in millennia. It lay at the heart of Olympus, a swirling abyss of unformed divinity, forgotten by all but the oldest gods. The last time it had created something new, the world had been young, and gods had walked among mortals. But tonight, the Chaos Pool rippled. A golden light flickered deep within, and for the first time in ages, a new goddess was born. She was small—barely a child—with silver-white hair and eyes like shattered stardust. As she took her first breath, the air hummed, and the entire divine realm seemed to pause. Hecate, the goddess of magic, stepped forward, peering down at the newborn. Her expression was unreadable. "A child," one of the gods murmured. "But from what domain?" No one knew. The Chaos Pool had given no name, no purpose. All they knew was one thing: this girl was unlike any god before her. And Olympus had no idea what she would become. --- Mira’s POV I never win anything. Scratch that—I’m the type of person who could walk into a casino, bet on red, and somehow make the roulette wheel break. My luck is that bad. So when I got an email saying, "Congratulations! You have won an exclusive VR Pod!", my first instinct was to delete it. I didn’t enter any contest. I don’t even play VR games. But when the delivery truck actually showed up at my apartment, carrying a sleek, futuristic-looking pod with my name on it… well, curiosity won. That was my first mistake. The moment I stepped inside, the world around me flickered. My vision blurred. My body felt weightless, like I was being pulled somewhere far, far away. And when I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in my apartment anymore. I was lying on a stone floor, surrounded by towering figures in golden robes. A woman with glowing violet eyes—Hecate?—was staring down at me. "She’s awake," someone whispered. "The newborn goddess has arrived." My breath hitched. Newborn what? {Hello Player, Welcome to Gods Game} .

"HERO" They are worshipped, celebrated, and hailed as humanity’s greatest defenders. But behind the cheers and applause, heroes are expected to be flawless—always sacrificing, always fighting. In Auronia, one of the three greatest kingdoms on Earth, heroes are more than just protectors; they are the pride of the nation. With nine advanced states, cutting-edge technology, and a structured Hero System, Auronia ensures order and security through its ranked defenders: ELITE (S-Class) – The pinnacle of power. Legends like Solarion and Blackjack stand here, shaping history. MEDIUM CLASS (A, B, C-Class) – Strong, reliable, but just another name on the list. LOW CLASS (D, E, F-Class) – Heroes who barely make a difference. SPECIAL PLACE – Not that special, honestly... A.K.A Sidekick. Yeah, you heard that right. Sidekicks. The ones assigned to assist heroes, take notes, handle logistics, and—if they're lucky—get some cool perks along the way. The selection process is brutal. Only 2 out of 10,000 applicants make it. And me? I’m Leo Maddox. The third person to pass. Sounds impressive? Think again. Sure, working under Solarion, the No.1 Hero of Auronia, has its advantages—free meals, VIP treatment, and never worrying about bus fare. But none of that mattered when I got rejected by my crush. Yeah. Rejected. Just because I’m a sidekick. I mean, come on! I work with the No.1 Hero! But no, apparently, that’s not good enough. Just when I thought my life couldn’t get worse, some nosy agents from A.X.I.O.M., the nation’s secret intelligence agency, started pestering me. Seniors, officials, and even former heroes kept coming to me for help. It was exhausting. I just wanted to keep working with Solarion and live my life in peace. But then... things got weird. I found a picture of someone who looks exactly like me—inside Solarion’s personal files. Who the hell is he? Why does he have my face? And as I dug deeper into the truth, I realized something terrifying. Auronia, the nation of heroes—the beacon of justice and progress—is hiding a darkness far worse than anyone could imagine.

[#lovesosweet] [WARNING: Mature content 18+] [WPC #AUG2023Entry] « Is it not enough that I have been 'sold off' as a catalogue bride but also have to compete with a dead woman for favour? » Shelby looks like she has it all. The perfect family and all the perks that come with it. But she must go through a 'forced contract marriage' and also compete for the attention of the man she had been unwillingly tied to... Ian lost the love of his life so suddenly that his mind still refuses to accept that reality. He gave up everything and secluded himself until his mother found him a bride. His one task was to give the family an heir but how can Ian do this when the air he breathes all revolves around the one woman he can never have. However, he finds himself in a predicament and dilema when the new contracted bride is thrust into his life unwittingly... especially, when he finds out that she is more than meets the eye. Image: Image generated from starryai.com, cover completed by me. This is an original story of mine. Copyright Loctovia 2023 Update schedule: 5 chapters per week

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

[Loading choices…] -Ding! [(1) Respond to the bald teacher with: “Whether I sleep or not has nothing to do with you. No matter what I do, my future is still brighter than the light shining upon your bald head!” (Reward: God-Level Hair Stylist)] [(2) Look at the bald teacher’s bald head, sneer, and sleep again. (Reward: God-Level Driving)] [(3) Look at the teacher’s bald head and respond with: “Your bald head reminds me of the boiled eggs I ate for breakfast.” (Reward: God-Level Cooking)] [(4) Respond to the bald teacher with: “Yo, Wassup bro?” Then get out of your chair and perform a breakdance in front of the class. (Reward: God-Level Breakdancing)] [(5) Choose none of the given options and choose your own path. (Reward: None)] … Ainsworth Arthurford transmigrated to a parallel world of Earth. Unlike in his past life, magic and aura appeared on Earth and allowed everyone to awaken a Class at 16 and become an Awakener. Those who successfully awaken a Class and became an Awakener could take on Otherworld Missions provided by the Will of The Earth, with tasks related to invading the Otherworld. Whether it was to steal a powerful artifact, kill the children of destinies (protagonist of the world), or plunder the world origin, Awakeners from Earth became the notorious “invaders from another world”. When magic and aura had awakened, dimensional gates had also appeared which connected the Otherworld to Earth and it brought occasional invasions. Fortunately, the Earth’s Will reacted quickly and allowed humans to awaken a class and humanity managed to fight back and even invade the Otherworld to further strengthen both themselves and the Earth itself. Ainsworth transmigrated thirty years after the descent of the dimensional gates and the day before the Unified Awakening Ceremony. As a perk for his transmigration, he received the God-Level Choice System, which allowed him to choose the options given to him that would grant corresponding rewards. And with that, he awakened an SSS-rank Class and started his path to avenge his older sister and recover her Divine Eyes of Death Lines from the mysterious otherworld organization that gouged out her eyes!

“I know you're a girl,” Adrian said. “You must be gay and are just trying to cover it up,” Fiona replied, raising a brow. “Come into the pool then,” he smirked, inviting me in. “I dare not.I would rather not have a man touch me” Fiona retorted. “I like girls,” he said, teasing her. I gulped as his words sent shivers down my spine. He likes girls. He likes me! "But..." I’m a boy. "Go get yourself a girl and stop trying to have me,” she said sassily. “But you're mine,” he said, looking at me with a darkened gaze. “No, I’m not,” she answered sharply. “Okay then, I'll go get a girl.”He stepped out of the pool, water trickling down his toned body. Fiona's eyes widened in horror. He was going to get another girl? !No! “I know you’re a girl,” Adrian’s voice met me again, his hot, searing gaze locking onto hers.“ W-What are you saying?”She stammered, nervous under his intense gaze. Trapping her against the wall, he whispered, “You are mine,” his eyes fixed on her lips. Trying to stand her ground, “I’m not anyone,” she said, trying to stand her ground,forcing herself not to show fear. Before she could say another word, Adrian leaned in, capturing her lips. —------------------------------------------------ What happens when Fiona, whose life has always been controlled by her mother, is sent on a mission to spy on her mother’s enemy’s son—disguised as a boy?What happens when she falls in love with her target?Will she opt for the love of a mother or the love of a partner

Born from greed and chaos, two demon hatchlings emerged in this world. “Soul Reaper Arcana – Bloodbath!” Several bodies of soldiers simultaneously erupted into pools of blood, while they were still preparing to charge. They could not even do anything to stop it. “Azrahel, how many times have I told you to hold back!” Etheron scolded his twin. “And what are those small squirming bats at your back Etheron?” Azrahel calmly replied, as if feeling nothing that many were killed by him instantly. “Shut up! They alerted us of the attack, remember!” Etheron loved these creatures. “Oh, those small squirming ugly bats?” Azrahel said teasingly. “Enough you two. Etheron, don’t bully or use too much force when fighting. Where are the trees in front of us? And Azrahel, no need for so much blood… Hayss… How many times have I told you? Life is not to be taken lightly…” Vaelros scolded. He will never get used to the powers of these two even after witnessing it several times already. In a place full of magic, pacts, and gods, what will these hatchlings be? Will they be everyone’s ruin or savior? Join Azrahel and Etheron on their journey as they forge alliances with unlikely heroes, uncover buried secrets, and face trials that test the essence of their being.

Meredith Carter was once the pride of her pack—until the Lunar Curse marked her as wolfless, unwanted, and a disgrace. Humiliated, abandoned, and rejected by her fated mate, she thought the Moon Goddess had forsaken her. But her curse came with a cruel side effect—wild, uncontrollable pheromones that drove men insane with desire and disgust. A scent so intoxicating, it made her a target. The night she was cast aside when her pheromones spiralled beyond control, Alpha Draven Oatrun—the most feared and untouchable Alpha in the kingdom—claimed her instead. But Draven doesn’t want love. He doesn’t even want her. His reasons for marrying her have nothing to do with fate. Thrust into a world of ruthless politics, deadly enemies, and a mate who sees her as nothing more than a pawn, Meredith must fight to survive, reclaim her dignity, and uncover the secrets behind her curse. Because something is awakening inside her. Something powerful. Something… ancient. And when the truth is revealed, not even Alpha Draven will be able to resist what she becomes. Rejected. Cursed. Desired. Chosen. Will Meredith break free from her fate? Above all, what is this mystical force pushing her to start a war? — Excerpt: "You may have claimed me," Meredith whispered, her violet eyes burning with defiance, "but you will never own me." Draven exhaled a low, dangerous laugh. His golden eyes gleamed as he caged her in, his presence suffocating. "Own you?" His voice was velvet and steel. "Little wolf, I don’t need to own you." He brushed a strand of silver-white hair behind her ear—a touch so light, yet it sent shivers down her spine. "Because whether you like it or not…" His breath ghosted against her skin. "Your body already responds to me." Meredith clenched her jaw, ignoring the traitorous warmth pooling deep inside her. It was the pheromones. It had to be. "I hate you," she forced out. “Good,” Draven smirked. Because hate was just another form of obsession.

The whole world mutated. Mysterious resurrections happened in real life. The Tribulation descended. Everyone would awaken the ability to rule over beasts at the age of 18 and obtain a Lord Space of their own. After one month, their Lord Space would materialize and they would become a Lord. When they awakened, each Lord would obtain a summoning pool to summon their own troops. They had to plunder resources, strengthen their troops, expand their territory and defend themselves against the invasion of demons! Ren Qi recruited a mutated succubus from the very start. She could keep ascending until she became a fallen angel! Someone exclaimed, “Someone managed to recruit a succubus?” Another person said, “Why are you envious of him? Succubi don't have much combat ability and are weak. When his Lord Space materializes, he will most likely be consumed by the demons.” Someone said, “Hahaha, I awakened a top-tier troop, the Golden Tiger. I am invincible.” Not long after, Ren Qi’s territory expanded to the Warring Nation Level. A group of fallen angels stood beside him as they looked down on all the demons. The weakest fallen angel was an existence akin to a demigod.

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)