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[Warning: Mature Content] Zuri King's life changes dramatically when Lorenzo Rossi suddenly asks for a divorce. Despite being truly in love with him, she agrees without telling him she is pregnant. For four years, Lorenzo pretends to be dead in an accident and then comes back as Lorenzo Salvatore, the billionaire heir to one of the most powerful families in the world. Lorenzo is now engaged to the arch-rival of her family, while her family wants her to marry the rival of his family. However, Zuri craves only one thing—her ex-husband back, consequences be damned. He is aware that he cannot escape her. He really doesn't want to. He only wants to protect her because she's unpredictable and never plays it safe. What happens when Zuri falls into his world much deeper than ever after she learns the true reason for their divorce and his disappearance? What happens when Lorenzo learns that they actually have a strong tie that they are going to protect at all costs? ~ Excerpt "What makes you think you can keep me here for two days?" He grabs my chin, tilting my head up, and leans in, his face inches from mine. His hot breath washes over me, sending a shiver of excitement crawling through my veins. "Because I have power over you, Enzo," I press my hand to his chest and tease open the first button of his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest beneath. "Power?" he asks, his rough voice barely above a whisper, drawing my gaze back to his beautiful face. He looks so curious. So cute! "Out of all the clubs in New York, you chose Cora's. And let's be real, baby boy, no man ditches his fiancée for his ex-wife." I yank his shirt with a fierce tug, sending buttons flying across the floor.

Lane Allen, an A-rank Guide, got injured on an emergency mission suppressing a dungeon break, and perished in his almost-lover’s arms. As the remaining members of his team continued to fight for their lives, in a fancy apartment in a distant part of the city, a young man opened his eyes. “Phew… That hurt like hell…” “It’s a bit of a shame to switch so soon… But I guess it is what it is.” “Anyway, who should I become next?” Actually, Lane Allen was not a Guide, but rather an Esper with a mysterious Plunder ability! It allowed him to possess other people’s bodies, and steal their awakened abilities. Keeping his real body safe, Lane could enjoy life to the fullest, constantly swapping identities, and doing whatever he wanted without ever worrying about the consequences! How great was that? Except… Damien Lennox grabbed Lane’s arm, and pressed him against the wall, his clear green eyes staring down at Lane intently, as if he could see right through him. “There’s no one else whose guidance feels so harsh and chaotic, yet pleasing at the same time.” It seems that Damien was somehow able to recognize Lane even after switching identities, and is unwilling to let him go? . . . Villainous protagonist who couldn’t care less (at least for now~) x Righteous love interest possessive of MC! Top x top :> #Guideverse #guide #esper

*Author's other work (The Dragon Prince's Bride)* *** After surviving the utter destruction of the entire world, Kiva Quin and her best friend Skye Gailey find themselves in another world. The world of the ones who destroyed their home. The world of the demons. Kiva, who never believed in the existence of demons, now has to live in a world full of them. They've taken her family from her and thus she harbors a hatred, vowing to take her revenge and kill the one responsible for the destruction of her world: Leonis Rein; supreme ruler of the demon world. Leonis is a man who doesn't believe in love. He believes in taking possession of whatever catches his attention… And she did. He meets Kiva, and her aggressive, persistent nature draws him to her. Slowly, Leonis starts harboring an unhealthy obsession for Kiva. Kiva would do any and everything to put a knife in the heart of Leonis, or die doing so. But Leonis doesn't plan on letting death take her. At least not yet. *** Excerpt Holding both my hands tightly together behind me with just one of his own, Leonis pressed his broad chest upon my back as I wriggled and try to get out of his stronghold. A gesture I knew was futile because he was strong, very strong. "Run if you like." His whisper sounded next to my left ear, and I wished to deny it, I wished to tell myself I don't feel it, but I do. I feel a certain tingle every time this demon is this close to me. "I will pursue you. Hide if you must, I shall find you, and die if you choose, I shall make death cough your soul back into your cold body." I knew it. He will never let me go.

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

Leonard, a 22-year-old office worker, felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. After a long, exhausting day filled with endless deadlines and demanding clients, he trudged home one evening, the stress of his life pressing down on him. As he walked, lost in thought, he didn’t see the manhole cover ahead. With a sudden, jarring slip, he tumbled into darkness. When he finally regained consciousness, Michael found himself in a strange new world. Confused, he looked around and realized he was in a completely different body. A surge of excitement coursed through him. As a lifelong manga enthusiast, he had always dreamed of being reborn as a powerful protagonist in a fantastical realm. But his hopes were quickly dashed as he took in his surroundings. This world was ruled by vampires and werewolves, powerful beings who held dominion over humanity, reducing them to mere slaves. Michael’s heart sank at the realization: he was now among the oppressed, and freedom seemed like a distant dream. Determined to change his fate, Michael resolved to earn enough money to buy his freedom from slavery. He found work in a dark, oppressive mine, toiling long hours alongside others who shared his plight. One day, while digging deep in the cold earth, he stumbled upon an ancient, glowing orb. Intrigued, he reached out to touch it, but as he did, a surge of energy coursed through him, draining almost half of his life force. But rather than succumb to despair, Michael discovered that the orb had unlocked a mysterious Bloodline system within him. This newfound power surged through his veins, awakening something deep inside. Fueled by determination, he vowed to harness this strength and become the strongest warrior, just like the protagonists in his beloved manga. With each passing day, Michael trained harder, learning to wield his abilities and navigate the treacherous world around him. He formed alliances with other slaves and began plotting a way to rise against their oppressors. As he ventured into the unknown, he encountered formidable foes and breathtaking landscapes, each challenge pushing him closer to his goal of freedom. Join Leonard on his incredible journey filled with wonder, danger, and the quest for liberation in a world where hope seems lost. Will he become the hero he always dreamed of being, or will he be consumed by the darkness that surrounds him?

Question: "When one summer day, you find a cucumber inexplicably appearing on the vagin of a beautiful woman in the living room, how should you save her?" ”A. Pull it out“ ”B. Suck it out“ ”C.**********“ Years later, when Li remembered this scene again, he hated himself for not choosing C... --------- "Yikes, what's pressing against me?" Meng Lin instinctively exclaimed, immediately looked down, and upon seeing the alarming outline, she exclaimed in surprise, "Qianfan, why did you put your white cane inside your pants? Are you afraid someone will steal it? Let sister-in-law help you take it out!" With that said, Meng Lin reached out her hand… ------ "Sister-in-law, were you masturbating yourself?" Li Qianfan pretended to be shocked. "A cucumber has fallen inside my vagin, can you help me get it out?" No wonder his sister-in-law looked so thirsty; it was because she was often unsatisfied. "Sister-in-law, don't cry, I'll help you get it out right now!" After offering comfort, Li Qianfan placed his palm on Meng Lin's thigh and began moving slowly towards the place where the cucumber was submerged……

Sheng Congzhi is an adopted daughter of the Ye family and a notorious 'scandal queen' in the showbiz industry, reputed for her lack of education and disreputable fame. One night, in an attempt to climb the social ladder, she enters the wrong room and flirts with the wrong man... Later, the man leisurely takes off his glasses, his smile lazy and spread wide: 'A delivered blessing, why not take it?' Hearing rumors that Fu Yan is a powerless illegitimate child in the Fu family, coupled with a childhood sweetheart as his first love, Sheng Congzhi proposes a divorce. Fu Yan responds: 'Divorce is out of the question; as for the technical issues, we can always practice more.' A week later, Sheng Congzhi publicly declares her love for a top male celebrity in a love reality show. The internet explodes with searches, and Fu Yan is metaphorically green with envy. Another week passes and at the love reality show set— 'Welcome, the standby male guest…' The man appears on camera with a lazy posture, his lips slightly tilted, his gaze playful, and his demeanor a blend of casual and rebellious. Sheng Congzhi's surprise makes her drop her cup. Someone asks curiously: 'Do you know him?' Sheng Congzhi: 'I don’t know…' That night, she is dragged into a room and pressed against a wall by a hand. 'You don’t recognize your husband anymore?' a deep voice resonates by her ear, Fu Yan stares at her vibrant face, 'Wife.' Sheng Congzhi: '…' #SecretMarriageHusbandDailyPullingAtMyLimitsInLoveRealityShow #WithSecretMarriageHusbandBecameANationalCPDueToLoveShow #MutuallyDetestEachOtherInShowYetFansShipUsToDeath

By day, Janice is a quiet, hardworking librarian, loved by those around her. But beneath her calm exterior lies a woman haunted by a past she can’t escape. Years ago, a brutal attack stole her parents from her, leaving behind only a single clue—a bracelet. And while Janice finds comfort in the familiar faces, the walls around her Janice feels the weight of her double life pressing down. But revenge is never simple, and the closer she gets to justice, the more she risks losing herself. "JANICE" is a gripping tale of love, revenge, and the thin line between justice and obsession.

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”

In the mystical kingdom of Omala, where magic is rare and fate is woven into the fabric of time, Nyssa, a common village girl, harbors a secret she does not fully understand—visions of the future. Born into a simple life in Elden Hollow, she has spent years suppressing the eerie glimpses of things yet to come, fearing what they might mean. But when a royal proclamation announces an arranged marriage that will shape the kingdom’s future, Nyssa’s visions grow more intense, hinting at a destiny she cannot escape. Unbeknownst to her, she is the last living descendant of a lost royal bloodline, hidden away for generations to protect her from those who would exploit or destroy her. Her rare gift is tied to a forbidden power, one that many seek to control—including forces within the palace that have long conspired in the shadows. As fate draws her toward the royal court, Nyssa finds herself entangled with Prince Caelan, heir to the throne and bound by duty to a political union he does not desire. Though their connection is unexpected, an unbreakable bond forms between them—one that defies reason and stirs whispers of a soulmate-like magic. But love is not so easily claimed when destiny demands sacrifice. With enemies lurking in the dark and the weight of an ancient prophecy pressing upon her, Nyssa must navigate a treacherous path of power, deception, and self-discovery. As she uncovers the truth about her lineage and the forces seeking to control her gift, she must decide: Will she embrace the destiny foretold in her visions, even if it means risking everything—including her heart? A sweeping tale of love, sacrifice, and hidden power, The Girl with Visions is a story of a young woman rising from obscurity to claim her place in a world that fears and desires her in equal measure.

"You better stop the fucking prank, woman, and just pick up your phone and call your alpha! Otherwise, I will press the damn button and blow you up," A man with a very ugly-looking scar on his face said menacingly, holding a time bomb remote control in his hand and shaking it back and forth before a woman. In the last moment of her death, Rose looked into her heart and cried bitterly. "If I had a second chance, Rolan, I would never have agreed to marry you. I would never have had hopes in you." _____ On the day of her sister's wedding, Rose found herself thrust into an unexpected role as the bride when her sister failed to show up. Marrying a man who had loved her sister for three years, Rose held onto the fragile hope that he might one day care for her. But her dreams of love quickly crumbled—he ignored her, treated her coldly, and never gave her the attention she longed for. Even at her lowest, when Rose’s life hung by a thread, he was nowhere to be found, choosing instead to enjoy his time with her sister. Rose’s heart shattered as she took her final breath, consumed by betrayal and despair. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her younger self—not before the wedding, but on the very same day she was meant to die. This time, Rose vowed to rewrite her story. She would stop loving him, leave him behind, and refuse to let herself be caught in their web of betrayal again. But the peaceful life Rose planned never came to be. Against all odds, she discovered she was pregnant—carrying his child. Now bound together by this unbreakable link, Rose must face the man she once loved, all while trying to guard her heart. Why is he chasing her now? Why wasn’t he with her sister when she ran away and left him? Why does he seem desperate to win her back when all she wants is to stay far away? A/N: hope you enjoy

Shen Feiwan et Fu Shiyan ont été forcés de se marier à cause d'une nuit d'imprudence. Trois ans après leur mariage, Shen Feiwan était traitée comme un cinquième roue de carrosse. Jusqu'à ce que l'ancienne flamme de Fu Shiyan revienne en ville, Shen Feiwan annonça qu'elle ne pouvait plus tolérer ce type de vie. Alors que Fu Shiyan courtisait son ancienne amoureuse, elle a "le cœur brisé" invité dix mannequins masculins à se joindre à elle pour boire et s'amuser. Quelqu'un n'était pas content de cela. Il l'a coincée et a dit, "Shen Feiwan, te comportes-tu comme si j'étais mort ?" "Quelle est la différence entre vivre comme une veuve et en être une ?" "......" En effet. Se débarrasser du père pour garder l'enfant, ce n'est pas totalement inacceptable ! Après le divorce, Shen Feiwan s'est entièrement concentrée sur sa carrière et elle a décollé. Elle avait des dizaines de millions d'abonnés dans ses livestreams, est devenue la meilleure créatrice de bijoux au monde, a gagné tant d'argent que sa main en était crispée, et a reçu tellement de prix que ses mains se sont mises à trembler. Lors d'une interview de presse, quelqu'un a demandé, "J'ai entendu dire que votre ex-mari vous poursuit partout dans le monde pour vous remarier ?" Elle a répondu calmement, "J'ai fait lire ma fortune." "N'est-il pas celui qui vous est destiné ?" "Il affecte ma chance financière." Fans : Qu'il aille au diable ! Fu Shiyan : ?

At the press conference, reporters bombarded Chen Xing with questions. "Can you explain how someone as young as you clinched the championship? We heard accusations from other contestants that you've been cheating? Is that true?" Chen Xing shoved the microphone that was pushed up to his nose away, his face filled with annoyance, "I want to state again very seriously that I haven't cheated!" As his words ended, Chen Xing waved his hand and summoned a behemoth that blotted out the sky, then jumped onto its back. "Damn it, I can't stand this anymore. Just because I raised them well, they say I cheated? My crocodile accidentally ate a demon, and that's cheating?"

In the sprawling waste zones of Ashfield, a city choked by the refuse of a broken society, Jack Vesper sorts through discarded junk with no real future in sight. At 25, he's just another misfit, another person tossed aside by the world, now working a grueling job as a garbage sorter. The days are monotonous, but when he stumbles upon a strange, black metal sphere buried deep in the trash, everything changes. Curious, Jack presses a hidden button on the sphere, releasing a small black chip into his hand. It feels heavy with mystery and potential, too precise to be just another piece of discarded tech. With no one else around on a slow Saturday shift, Vesper pockets the chip and continues his work, unaware that this seemingly insignificant object is about to pull him into a new, dangerous world. Jack's curiosity gets the better of him, and he travels to a long-forgotten lab on the outskirts of the city. The lab, once a hub for cutting-edge research, is now abandoned, its halls lined with old maps, blueprints, and cryptic notes. As he begins to study the charts, he discovers a book of labyrinths spanning the globe-labyrinths not just made of stone, but of technology and power, their existence hidden from the world. Some of these labyrinths hold secrets of unimaginable value; others, unfathomable dangers. The chip seems to be a key-a gateway into these labyrinths. As Jack begins to piece together the labyrinth's secrets, he realizes that it could lead him to a power unlike anything the world has ever known. But with that power comes the threat of those who would stop at nothing to control it. The line between friend and foe blurs, and Vesper must navigate not only the physical maze but the twisted web of secrets and lies surrounding him. The adventure begins with one small chip-and the future depends on what Jack discovers within the labyrinth's depths.

“A surprise?” The Prince scoffed. “And if I had died out there? You would have let me die as a prince who never knew his daughter existed.” Her smile didn’t falter. “I’m grateful you didn’t. So, my surprise still worked. And more than that, I suppose I got a surprise too… about your new arranged marriage, Your Grace.” Her nails pressed into her palms through the crumpled fabric of the handkerchief. She wouldn’t let herself crumble. Not now. Not after everything. She vowed to hold her composure—as the lady of the castle, the Marchioness of Ravenswood. === Duty over Desire. That was the mindset Elara Damaryon had set for herself when she accepted the marriage offer from the Prince who lived in the shadows of Valloria Kingdom. Coming from a disgraced baron’s family, Elara dedicated herself to becoming a worthy wife and the respected lady of Ravenswood Castle for the past four years. She worked tirelessly to remain devoted to the Prince, even though they had shared only one passionate night before he left for a war that would last four long years. After the long, gruelling battle, the Prince’s return as a hero turned into agony for Elara when he was bound by Royal Decree to enter an alliance marriage with a warrior princess. Vain would be an understatement for the disdain she felt. She refused to shatter into the broken mirror of her former self. In a kingdom where fate is whispered through ancient spells and the Moon Goddess watches in silence, Elara, once certain the goddess had forsaken her, must uncover the blessing veiled beneath her suffering. What she once saw as duty has become an undeniable desire. She must protect her legacy—not just as a mother, but as a woman who’s discovering more about her own power. Will she uphold her duty to protect what matters most, or will her desire awaken a force she never dared to dream of—perhaps, love? === [WARNING MATURE CONTENT 18+] WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry

“what? She killed her own son?” Whispers like those filled the air, everywhere she walked. “Gosh, what a monster!” All sound suddenly stopped the moment she went into the church, getting on her knees, and closing both hands that shook out of fear, starvation and a bit of something else together. “father… please forgive me.” Her eyes closed, and she pressed her head onto the ground. The wonderful statue that stood Almighty above her shined always. “I beg for your forgiveness dear father.” She said again but this time in a Shaky voice, tears nearly now rolling out her eyes. The door opened and a tall handsome man walked in. That man was her husband, and he looked at her with disgust. “Dakota…” she turned while still being on her knees, her hand reaching for his legs, but then, he moved back. Avoiding her completely. “now you come here for forgiveness?” he nearly scoffed Her eyes widened. Her husband too? She chuckled, tears pricking the side of her eyes. Her beautiful blond hair had became messy, and her complexion turned pale, her finger nails looked like they needed serious manicure. “it… it wasn’t my fault… it wasn’t.” She sobbed, but instead of him comforting her, he only turned his back. She looked up and the door slammed hard, silence staying still with her. “Dakota?” in a weak pleading voice, she called, and after no response, clenched her fists. Why did she have to get punished for what wasn’t even her fault? She sobbed once again, this time, uncontrollably. Her eyes now swelling with tears, and her hands trying to brush them away. It kept on coming. “what have I done for everyone to point hatred to me? Huh?!…”veronica looked down at the knife they usually used for slicing the bread, it seemed they had forgotten it this time. she took the knife, hesitant at first, but after getting deeper into realization that no one was coming to stop her, pressed it against her neck. “everyone has turned their backs on me when I needed them… so,” a smile tainted her lips. “I atone for all, my sins.” Splash!

"Zhou Hua Fan...Where do you plan to disappear now?" His voice was hoarse and sore thus successfully souring her little red nose. Leaning against the door that he had uncharacteristically pressed his trembling fists against instead of breaking down like he so wanted to in order to see her once more. Biting her lips, Hua Fan buries her face into her already shaking shoulders suppressing her cries. Wiping the endless tears falling into her arms when she continued to hear him plead her so quietly but desperately it tore her up inside. "Do you have to do this? Can't...Can't you let me love you?" The back of her hand was bitten raw as a soft sob broke free upon hearing his plea. ~~~~~~~~ Zhou Hua Fan did not accept other people's love or goodwill. Knowing from a young age that all of it came with strings attached her personality had already twisted before it could be fixed. No one saw it or tried to see it. People call Zhou Hua Fan a selfish demoness who would suck the bones from a person before lowering her head and apologizing. They despise her, they fear her, the lawless princess of the Zhou family. However, this princess who should have everything, does she really have it all? When asked this the people around her gave various answers. "She was pitiful." "No one hated her more than herself." "An unfortunate soul." Asked this question, the man with dark clouds permanently gathered above his head sharply raised his dagger-like gaze as if wanting to murder you who dared utter her name without permission. "You have no right to judge her."

You can read the full story here, but volume 1 is currently up for sale on amazon https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CW3HYKRQ This is a slow-burn isekai story about a young girl named Siya who was born with a weak body into a world that only cares about Strength. Because of this, she isn’t able to even use the only thing she has going for her, a knack for strategy, which is the last thing that the nation of meat heads seems to care about. She faces many hardships and trials, struggling through abuse, grueling training, and seeing death around every turn. Despite all of this, she presses on, grasping at straws and using everything at her disposal to survive. Turning to devine favor, unique abilities, and even magic and dark magic later on, they each come with a new problem. As she finds unlikely friends, and deals with unthinkable betrayals, she struggles to finally stand tall and place herself in a position of power where her true abilities could finally shine. This is NOT a revenge story, but that isn’t to say the main character magically forgives people either.

Cuando abrí los ojos, estaba dentro de una novela. "El nacimiento de un héroe" fue una novela centrada en las aventuras del personaje principal, Choi Han, un chico de secundaria que fue transportado a una dimensión diferente de la Tierra, junto con el nacimiento de los numerosos héroes del continente. Me convertí en parte de esa novela como la basura de la familia del Conde, la familia que supervisaba el territorio donde se encuentra el primer pueblo que visita Choi Han. El problema es que Choi Han se vuelve retorcido después de que esa aldea, y todos en ella son destruidos por asesinos. El mayor problema es el hecho de que este idiota en el que me he convertido no sabe lo que pasó en la aldea y se mete con Choi Han, solo para ser golpeado hasta convertirlo en pulpa. "... Esto va a ser un problema". Siento que me ha pasado algo grave. Pero valió la pena intentar hacer de esta mi nueva vida. Buen día, esta obra maestra no es de mi autoría solo la estoy traduciendo, créditos al autor y a los traductores que la han trabajado, es importante aclarar que quizá haya títulos o géneros de los personajes a veces difíciles de entender, principalmente porque muchos títulos 'honorarios' suelen ser masculinos o por los pronombres coreanos e ingleses. Deja tu comentario si encuentras un error y lo corregiré lo más pronto posible.

°MATURE AUDIENCES• He carried me, my legs wrapped around his waist, while my back rested against the wall. I loved this position when he gave it to me. I thought he was an ordinary man. I thought that since I had already tasted his touch, the dreams of our intimacy always haunting me, I could own him. Finally, as a goddess, I believed I could enjoy myself freely this time, get lost in pleasure, which I could finally savor. I wanted him for myself alone, my personal treasure. But then I began to fall for him. A treasure I thought I could use and discard at will became something I couldn't go a day without. His presence became my weak point, my doom and yet, I couldn't help but embrace him. __________ "They all deserve to die a terrible death." These were the words of the goddess of revenge when the anguished cries of a woman, a victim of relentless domestic violence reached her divine ears. Bound by her sacred duties and forced to wait for the souls of the guilty men to return for judgment, the goddess was patient. For thousands of years, she waited. And when the time came, she descended into the mortal world, inhabiting the body of a young billionaire to exact her divine punishment. Victory was a certainty for her. She had always prevailed, delivering justice to those who deserved it. But this time, her task proved unexpectedly complex. Living under the same roof with her husbands after signing a marriage deal, one of them proved to be no ordinary man. Tristan D'Leon, a vampire, a creature born from the depths of hell, carrying his own mysterious burdens and duties. Their fates intertwined, both driven by obligations they could not ignore. Yet, as time passed, something unthinkable began to take root: love. For Jade, whose purpose was to mete out divine punishment, falling for a millennia-old vampire was unthinkable. Why him? Why now? This was not her first time walking the earth, so why had the will of heaven suddenly shifted? As Jade navigated the complexities of her mission and her growing feelings for Tristan, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The goddess of revenge, known for her unwavering dedication to justice, was now faced with a daunting question: could she truly fulfill her duty when her heart was no longer aligned with her purpose?

Teela married King Heavenly because she loved him, but life in the Heavenly household was anything but euphoric. Lettie, her hard-as-nails mother-in-law, treats her like an unpaid servant. The family treats her like an outsider. King treats her like a shadow, transparent and forgettable. When Lettie presses Teela to prove her value to the family or get out, Teela has a decision to make. But she’s not leaving without a fight. King Heavenly rules Heavenly Industries with an iron fist, but he leaves his home life to his mother to manage, and that includes the management of his boring little wife. Teela has never complained. She’s never done anything interesting, for that matter. She’s just one more responsibility in a long line of responsibilities that King shoulders on a daily basis, and that is exactly how he treats her — as a responsibility that he’s delegated to his mother. Suddenly Teela steps out of the shadows and into a fight with him and his whole family, and King is baffled by the ruthless actions of his now daring wife. He’d always heard that vengeance is a dish best served cold, but Teela is coming in hot!

'If I have to modify my status then I would start with my two wishes: Strength and women.' '99 points to strength and with it I would fulfill my first wish, and not only that, but by using my strength I will be able to obtain a lot of money and, with it, women.' '[Reset Status Points]' 'Mentally pressing the reset button changed all my status points to just one attribute…' 'Intelligence!' '"I'll tell you why you should keep that slave for me until I buy her…"' 'Feeling smarter than ever I used every possible argument to convince the slave dealer not to sell that slave until I had the money to buy her. After all…' 'That slave is not only beautiful, she also has [Masochist] in her state!' 'I must buy her!' Note: Explicit sexual content begins in chapter 21. If you want to support, you can at: https://www.patr eon.com/finlegost There you can find chapters in advance. Release schedule: Wednesday

Thrown into an unknown world to die, Xerxes overcame the death and became the paradox which was beyond understanding. Returning from his school, Xerxes took a shortcut to his home and entered the familiar, silent alleyway. But just as he took the first step, his surroundings melted away, and he found himself in a dark, dense forest. Suddenly, a grey wolf leaped out of the shadows, its eyes gleaming with hunger. Xerxes sprinted away, but a whole pack of wolves were in pursuit. He yelled, hurled rocks, but they relentlessly pressed on. One of the wolves lunged, its teeth sinking into his back. Xerxes crashed to the ground, writhing in agony. He thought he was going to die. Then, the unexpected occurred. A surge of powerful energy coursed through him, his eyes glowing an eerie green. The wolf that had bitten him recoiled in fear. Transformed by this mysterious power, Xerxes seized the wolf's leg. The forest echoed with the wolf's pained howls as Xerxes rose. The wolf began to dissolve, its essence being absorbed by Xerxes. With his newfound power, Xerxes ventured deeper into the unknown world, determined to find a way back home. Support this story and help bring it to life by becoming an early contributor to the novel! [For a deeper understanding, refer to the first chapter. It elaborates on the MC's powers, the world setting, and how the story unfolds.]

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

In the midst of a brutal war, **Daniel Cole** enlists in the army seeking purpose and redemption. But instead of honor, he finds himself an outcast—shunned by his fellow soldiers and distrusted by his superiors. Branded as a misfit due to a past he cannot escape, Daniel is sent on dangerous, near-suicidal missions, treated as expendable. When he stumbles upon a hidden conspiracy that could change the course of the war, Daniel must decide: will he risk everything to expose the truth, or walk away from a world that never wanted him? With enemies on both sides and the weight of his past pressing down on him, Daniel’s fight is no longer just for survival—it’s for redemption. *The Unwanted Soldier* is a gripping tale of resilience, betrayal, and the search for belonging in a world at war.

It all started when Jasper and Finn, two best friends compelled to court danger, decided the guy tripping over himself was the one wanted to drink a bear with. When Jasper and Finn put his arms around their shoulders, he couldn't stop blubbering about this key in purgatory that opens a door. Intrigued, they pushed him to tell them more. He gave them all the info he had, but, when pressed, couldn't tell them what the door opened. He only knew it was it was stolen from the great forgers somewhere near the beginning of time. The two looked at each other in agreement. They had to go and get this key.

Simione needed to become a mistress. Not just another rich man's mistress, but M Conglomerate's President, Hawk Monsanto's. Truth was, the young billionaire does not interest Simione of any sort nor was his very attractive gorgeous looks concerned her. She just needed him for one thing, his fiancée Feather Han, owed her big time and that ballerina bitch had to pay with the most precious thing Simione desired, her broken heart. Hawk Monsanto rose to the top for one reason; he wanted to be the perfect match for the Han Scintillait's heiress. When he thought it was the right time to get what his heart desired, he willingly bleeds millions just to arrange a wedding engagement. However, whether it was work of fate or work of an evil seductress, he stumbled upon a rare beauty that he cannot set his eyes off. And before his money and rationality could ever warn him, Hawk had fallen into something his billions cannot buy. *** "Who are you?" Hawk managed to ask between his ragged breath. "That depends on who you want me to be," The girl uttered and for the first time, Hawk saw her upturned honey-colored eyes. Looking into it was like drowning yourself into something magical, something hypnotizing and very much irresistible that when the girl tiptoed to meet his lips, he willingly lowered his head to welcome her. And he was right there, opening his mouth for her—warm and wet—giving everything he must give and was kissing her back with equal ardor. The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, and he responded by pressing the girl's body closer, the fiancee forgotten. However, when Hawk was at the point of wanting more, the girl pulled away and Hawk opened his eyes bewildered onto her sudden retreat. He was gasping for air and would very much like to pull her back to finish the bliss she had started. But she only smiled at him, feeling very empowered by the fact that the M Conglomerate's President had already fallen into her trap. "What's the matter?" He asked, confused as to what made her stop. "Nothing," Her smile widened a little more, making her face bright and goddess-like and Hawk became more defenseless with that. "It's just that I only want you to have a free taste. The next of course comes with a big price"

CQ 2024 entry. When Lithe Hildebrand hires Zen Starke to retrieve stolen property belonging to the Maximillian Tribe nothing goes according to plan. Lithe, a workaholic and perfectionist, convinces Zen to let him go on the dangerous mission with him for fear that if mishandled it could ruin his reputation and career. Intrigued, Zen is determined to keep his potential mate by his side at all costs. For he’s never met anyone as captivating and sensuous as Lithe. When Lithe’s life is threatened, Zen makes a bargain to protect Lithe if he pretends to be his fiancé. Pressed for time, Lithe agrees since Zen is nothing like the media portrays him to be. As a recessive omega he finds the dominant alpha irresistibly charismatic and fiercely loyal. The problem is the feelings are mutual. Despite their differences, the lovers embark on a dangerous quest that gets them more than they bargain for when they encounter murder, deception and the gift of everlasting love.

Book 1: Crown of Vengeance "Blood cannot be washed away, and vengeance burns brighter than any flame." Selene Draven was once the most feared assassin in the Ironclad Kingdom, a master of shadows who answered only to the king’s command. But when her family is butchered, and she’s framed for their murder, her world crumbles. Imprisoned in Ironkeep, a fortress designed to break even the strongest, Selene is offered a dangerous bargain: infiltrate the Frostveil Court of the enigmatic King Caelan Veyrannis and uncover his secrets. Thrown into a deadly game of politics, power, and betrayal, Selene must navigate a world of hate while hiding her true nature, one that could change the balance of power in all Aeloria. But as tensions rise between the kingdoms, Selene finds herself drawn to two men who threaten to unravel everything she’s fought for: the cunning Prince Kade Blackthorn, who wields charm like a blade, and the cold yet compelling King of the North, who sees far more than he should. Betrayal is inevitable. Love is dangerous. And vengeance...vengeance is everything. Excerpt: Selene's hand ran down his abdomen, he cocked his head to the right, "Are you here to kill me or seduce me?" "How about both? I mean...a girl do have needs." she bit her lips leaning close enough, their lips were just inches apart. Her other hand moved in a flash, pressing a blade against his inner thigh, just inches from his manhood. He tensed, but the grin on his lips didn’t falter. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Selene, careful where you aim that thing.” “Careful?” she echoed, “You’re the one who’s unarmed, Your Majesty. Maybe you should be the careful one.”

I can't help falling for you. you've unraveled me in ways I never thought possible... -------------- Imagine you go to work like every other day, but you never expected to confront an agent of death, an event that will change your life forever. Natasha, a rebellious and sharp_tongued lady accidentally saw something she was never supposed to see, she comes across an agent of death, an immortal grim reaper cursed with endless existence and no emotions. Drogen is convinced that Natasha holds the key to ending his curse, and because of that, he does something forbidden, he revives her after death. Bound to him by a blood pact that he made with her out of impulse, she begins experiencing flashes of a forgotten past that tie her to him in ways she can't explain, and their connection deepens into something forbidden. A meeting that started with fear and death soon transforms into a sweet, passionate love experience that neither of them could resist. She finds herself helplessly falling in love with this mysterious being. But there is one thing they both don't know, they were never supposed to meet again. Excerpt: Drogen's expression softened as he stared down at her lips, a rare glimpse of raw desire shining in his eyes. "You know," he began, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I've been desperately wanting to do this since you hugged me." Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, soft but insistent, catching her completely off guard. Her breath hitched as his tongue teased hers, coaxing a response. She froze for a moment, her heart racing wildly, but as his warmth enveloped her, she gave in, kissing him back. Her hesitation melted away as his touch deepened, slow and gentle, yet ignited sparks through her whole being. His hands found her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them. She gasped softly when she felt his bulge pressed hard against her, her cheeks heating in response. He didn't seem to care—if anything, it turned him on even more. His grip tightened as though he couldn't get enough of her, his kisses growing bolder, more demanding, yet still carrying an undeniable tenderness. Her fingers gripped his shirt for balance, holding on as the intensity of his touch left her breathless. He kissed her like he was savoring her, like every second mattered, and it sent a thrill through her. Every brush of his lips, every press of his body against hers, made her forget where she was. All she could feel was him. Finally, he pulled back, their foreheads resting together as they tried to catch their breath. His voice was low and rough, full of longing. "You're driving me crazy, Nat." Her lips were still tingling from his kisses as she met his gaze, her own voice trembling but steady. "Then don't stop." His dark eyes blazed with desire, and a faint smile touched his lips. "You don't know what you're asking for," he murmured, his hand slipping lower, his touch firm yet careful, as if she might disappear if he wasn't careful. "Maybe I do," she whispered, a small smile playing on her lips despite the way her heart pounded in her chest. Something in his expression softened, but the hunger in his eyes remained. She had undone him completely, and for once, he didn't want to fight it. Whatever this was, he wasn't letting go, and neither was she. For fans of forbidden love, a rebellious heroine, steamy romance, dark fantasy, a tragic past life and happy endings, this book is for you TRIGGER WARNING: This book contains R18 scenes, detailed descriptions of violence, cruelty, murder and death.