Lilo Stitch Bedding

A young, innocent man named Johnny has his heart irrevocably broken when he discovers his childhood love and best friend, Emma, in bed with his worst enemy. This profound betrayal acts as the catalyst for his transformation from a hopeful romantic into a guarded, wealthy, and successful playboy.

As soon as he opened the door, a fast and light whisper of air passed through him. Through the window, small, light pink petals were now entering the room. One of them landed softly on the bed, and Lucian, following with his eyes, noticed the man who was now sitting, watching outside. He was awake. Nathan, noticing a presence, turned around, looking at the other man directly in his eyes.

In the neon-drenched heart of modern Shanghai, **Qí Hǔ**—a former orphanage protector turned reclusive silk merchant—guards lethal secrets behind his shop’s dusty shelves. When the criminal syndicate **“Nightingale Loom”** resurfaces, leaving cobalt silk threads at grisly crime scenes, Qí Hǔ is dragged back into a war he thought he’d buried. Forced to reunite with his estranged found family—a tech billionaire, a ruthless fashion CEO, and a loyal detective—he must confront the ghosts of his violent past. Their mission ignites when **Liú Xīngchén (柳星辰)**, China’s most luminous actress, joins their ranks. Haunted by her friend’s disappearance at a Loom-connected gala, she trades red carpets for shadow ops, using her fame to infiltrate high-society hellscapes where silk masks bloodstained deals. As the **“Shadow Weavers”**, they transform Qí Hǔ’s shop into a clandestine fortress, weaving traps with threads of tech, tailoring, and tactical genius. But the Loom’s mastermind watches from the glittering darkness, ready to shred their new family apart. From haunted alleyways to vipers’ ballrooms, Qí Hǔ and Xīngchén walk a razor’s edge between vengeance and redemption—where every stitch in the shadows could save Shanghai... or unravel their souls.

When Lucian Bowcott goes out drinking with friends, he dies after a single sip. He awakens in Atreaum, summoned by the Half-Dead Queen to serve as her court mortician. But there’s a problem: death no longer exists in this world. Lucian expects embalming fluid and corpses—not a palace where time is frozen and memory is outlawed. But when he rings a forbidden bell in the city of Staesis, the illusion shatters—and something older than ghosts begins to stir. Now hunted by the very Queen who summoned him, shadowed by a stitched girl born of grief, and stalked by a spymaster who trades in secrets and souls, Lucian must uncover the truth behind Atreaum’s forgotten dead—before he joins them.

Eons have passed since the prophesied godslayer met his demise. Yet, in a world reborn, whispers stir of his return, of a new man born from the remnants of an ancient prophecy. Kallen, destined to master the delicate balance between chaos and order, light and darkness, emerges to defy the very fabric of fate. Existence is a tapestry, one whole, connected, and indivisible. It is woven by the fabric of fate, spun with the strings of karma, and stitched with the threads of causality. Yet, within this unity lies individuality, and this individuality is the essence of existence. The manifestation of essence is Will. But what is a sparked Will against one akin to a raging inferno? What is a child before a mammoth? The conviction of a mortal before the boundless Will of cosmic beings? The answer is defiance!. A defiant Will, is what Kallen needs to liberate himself from the suppression every mortal endures from apex lifeforms. To live his life free, unhinged and on his own terms. But it takes a bit of crazy to be brave, and Insanity to be defiant. This is the story of a mortal breaking limits to achieve Apexification, to walk with his head held high and free in every corner of the universe. It is the irony of a slave who holds the reins, even as their chains bite deep. It is the cry of a heart bound in servitude, yet refusing to surrender its essence.

Stories are supposed to obey rules. Seyra Ugochi broke them the moment she remembered her real name. Born inside a reality stitched by the Spiral Loom—a device that writes existence through belief—Seyra awakens to a terrifying truth: she was never meant to know she was fictional. Now hunted by forces that maintain narrative stability, she must navigate collapsing plotlines, forgotten realms, and sentient stories that refuse to stay dead. Alongside Inkari, a Loomwright sworn to balance chaos, and Kael, a betrayer bound to an unsent letter with teeth, Seyra journeys through a world where attention is survival, and memory is the sharpest weapon. But when the Loom begins dreaming of Laien—the woman erased by betrayal and silence—Seyra must decide: Will the past be rewritten? Or will the unwritten become real? What if a story remembered itself?

When a soul from another world wakes in a body shaped by ancient forces, the universe shudders. Born into a realm stitched from cosmic secrets and buried lies, one child carries echoes of a forgotten past—and a spark that defies the gods. In Nexoria, every soul bears Fragments—mystic shards tied to powers long lost. Most sleep forever. But when they awaken... the world changes. With a mysterious role in a world that fears its own truth and memories were never meant to return. Arvik’s existence may be the key to the truth waiting to be revealed.

She does not remember her name. She does not remember the fire. But it remembers her. Reed wakes in a world that greets her with suspicion and silence. With every touch, something burns. With every breath, something inside her stirs—not quite rage, not quite a memory, but something old and waiting. They say the gods choose their champions. But they don't say what happens to the ones who burn too bright. As Reed is drawn into a forgotten prophecy and a world that hides more than it reveals, threads of fate begin to pull—threads tied to flame, to sorrow, and to a protector who knows more than she says. As her bond with a mysterious protector deepens and buried powers resurface, Reed must decide— Will she follow the thread that binds her to fate, or burn it all to ash? Because some fates are stitched in flame. . . And some girls were never meant to be saved. Because Reed was never meant to survive—she was meant to ignite. And when she remembers who she was—it may already be too late.

Jim is a healthy youth who has just graduated from the ordinary local university in his city. With his degree in his hand, he started searching for jobs in the city. Even though his tries to get job were mostly met with rejections he never lost hope and always maintained positive attitude towards life. One morning he was getting ready for an interview in the local company who were hiring freshers, he felt someone hit him on his head before losing consciousness, what he didn't know then was all the people in the world also lost consciousness simultaneously within seconds. When Jim reopened his eyes again, he was sleeping on a hard iron bed fixed to the floor. The room he was in was 10 sq meters built like an iron cage with no windows but just a door on the other side of the room. Just opposite to the bed there was an iron table with multiple drawers which was also welded to the floor making the already cramped room narrower for walking. Jim wobbly woke up from the bed and tried opening the door and found it was locked, and he couldn't open it. Apprehensive about the circumstances he began shouting with fright so someone could hear his voice and open the door for him, but he didn't get any reply. After shouting for an hour, he got tired and sat on the sliding chair fixed to the table next to the bed. Only now he saw a laptop present on the table which was also embedded in it. As soon as he opened the laptop it started immediately, and words started appearing on it. Find out what did Jim see on the screen and his journey

Three weeks after his best friend vanishes without a trace, Yosu discovers a strange new chapter in his friend's web novel-a chapter that was never scheduled, never written, and titled only: "The Story Begins When I Disappear." He clicks it. And everything ends. Dragged through a reality-shattering void into a world soaked in soot, rot, and silence, Yosu wakes up in the body of a stranger in a city choked by decay and secrets. No memory of how he got there. No answers. Just a brother performing rituals in the dark with a living book and a knife meant for something not human. As Yosu unravels the truth behind his transmigration, he finds himself hunted by ancient wills, surrounded by forgotten gods, and stitched into a narrative that may never have been fiction. Because the story didn't start with his friend's disappearance. It started with Yosu's.

On their third wedding anniversary, Hope excitedly told Waylon about her pregnancy, only to receive a 1 billion yuan check, an order to abort the child, and divorce papers in return. To protect her child, she fled. Five years later, she returned with her adorable twins and had become a revered miracle doctor in the medical field, with countless admirers. He regretted it. Hope coldly watched as Waylon, the CEO, apologized publicly on a live stream, "Weren't you the one who wanted a divorce and didn't want the child?" He humbly begged, "Hope, I want to remarry and have the child." "In your dreams." "Hope, the kids need a father." The adorable twins stood with their hands on their hips in unison, "We don't need a daddy who bullies mommy." Waylon, who had even his bedding and luggage thrown out of the room, didn't dare lose his temper, "Take a good look and see who's really bullying whom!"

[Participating in WSA 2024] #SYSTEM #GENDERBENDER #CROSSDRESSING Yun Shu crossed over in a game world and became one of the suitors for the General's daughter aka the Female Lead? In this world, the Male Leads are obsessed with the Female Lead, but she has no interest in them whatsoever. To have a safe long life and avoid the bad ending, Yun Shu decided to propose the Female Lead with an assurance of a contract marriage. She also agreed with the conditions in the contract and married her in a moment of desperation to get her freedom back. After the marriage everything became peaceful and all, but why does the Female Lead look at her in a weird way? She will snuggle in her arms and even wants to sleep together in the same bed? "Why are you doing this? You know it very well that I'm not interested in girl's!" Yun Shu yelled at her. But the woman pressed her in bed underneath her as she whispered in her ears, "I'm a man and you are a woman? What's the big deal?" Yun Shu, "..."

Lyra Elryn wakes on a shattered moon with no memory of who she was—only haunting dreams, scattered names, and a voice that calls her by a different name: Saran the Red. Inside Veil Tower, a rehabilitation facility for Revenants—children rebuilt from broken lives—Lyra is told she’s safe. But the tower hums. The walls whisper. And memories that aren’t hers claw their way to the surface. Symbols appear beneath her hands. Blood appears without cause. What begins as a recovery becomes an unraveling. The more Lyra remembers, the more she questions: Was she a soldier? A ghost? Or something worse? In a world stitched together by memory and scar, Lyra must face the remnants of who she once was—before the person within her wakes for good.

In a fractured city where hunters wear armor stitched with magic and fight ruins, Yue runs an elite boutique for monsters and mercenaries alike. Her world is built on control until Ivonne returns. A towering, battle-scarred warrior from her past, masked. Demanding nothing but Yue’s craft and silence..But why is Ivonne suddenly acting all strange? And how does she have a thread laced with her power, but she didn't create it yet?

Selene, a bright yet sensitive teenager, finds her world shifting when Antonio, a charming boy, enters her life. What begins as quiet admiration soon turns into heart-fluttering moments and midnight conversations—until the cruel truth lands like a storm: Antonio already has a girlfriend. Heartbroken and humiliated, Selene vanishes from his life, changing her name to Atasha and starting a new in a distant town. Years pass. Atasha rebuilds herself—through nursing school, fashion design, and dreams stitched with independence. But fate isn’t finished yet. A chance encounter at her fashion exhibition brings Antonio back, now more mature and visibly burdened by past regrets. As he confesses his confusion, guilt, and long-standing affection, Atasha stands at a crossroads—torn between the pain he caused and the love she never stopped feeling. In a story about second chances, unspoken truths, and the long road to forgiveness, explore whether love can be mended after it's been torn—or if some stitches, once broken, are meant to stay undone.

Dr. Max Hamilton is a world-renowned forensic pathologist — razor-sharp, methodical, and unflinching in the face of death. In courtrooms and crime scenes alike, he’s a legend for his uncanny ability to mimic a killer’s thought process and reconstruct the final moments of a victim’s life. But while Max gives voice to the dead, his own life is stitched together with precision — hiding a past he cannot afford to exhume. Beneath his cold brilliance lies a secret buried deep, a trauma he’s dissected from memory but never escaped. When a string of murders mirrors techniques only Max would recognize — patterns never made public — suspicion starts to whisper in corners he can’t control. As the cases creep closer to his guarded history, Max is forced into a dangerous autopsy of his own silence. And this time, the dead aren't the only ones being exposed.

She was a rising star, a modern-day dancer trained in the finest traditions of Han-Tang elegance. Just one step away from her dream stage, a fatal accident shattered everything. When she awoke… she wasn’t herself. Thrown into the ancient world of the Great Xia Dynasty, she wakes in the body of Hongyi—a gifted dancer turned household maid, stripped of dignity and cast aside in a nobleman's mansion. Once trained to captivate audiences, now she's ordered to sweep floors and stitch clothes. But Hongyi is no ordinary servant. With every graceful move of her red silk sleeves, she fights to reclaim not just her passion, but her place in a world that wasn’t meant for her. When whispers of war grow louder and the elusive, cold-eyed Lord Xie Linchuan takes notice of her secret dances in the moonlight… her quiet rebellion becomes a dangerous game of fate. Will he crush her spirit—or be the fire that rekindles her dreams?

She was cast aside by the world, but stitched herself a new one — thread by thread. When Nora White wakes up in the body of a disgraced heiress and discovers she’s four months pregnant, she wants nothing more than to disappear. Abandoned by her family, shamed by scandal, and pregnant with a stranger’s child, she leaves behind the ruthless city for the peace of a forgotten countryside. But fate isn’t finished with her.

The skies over West Hill carried no warning the day she left the Harrisons' estate. Della fastened her gloves, unsure why she'd been summoned. A girl with a secret past, a heart stitched in grief, and a magic too old to name...she didn't belong anywhere. Then came the man with pale red eyes and a darker name. And nothing was safe again. Not even her heart. "A witch with secrets. A vampire with a past. A bond neither of them saw coming" Young witch Della was only a girl when her mother was murdered. Taken in by the Harrisons, she grew up with two things: a past cloaked in silence and a future she didn't choose. Now on a mission to uncover her mother's killer and protect a powerful family heirloom bound to her bloodline, Della is thrown into a world of secrets, shadows, and slow-burning danger. But when she crosses paths with Lord Lucas - a cold, unreadable noble with piercing eyes and darker intentions...her journey becomes more than a search for answers. It becomes a battle between heart and duty. He's hiding something. So is she. And in a world where magic is feared and love is power... nothing is ever what it seems.

“You’ll marry me Elena” His voice was ice. “And you’ll wear my ring, sleep in my bed and smile like you love me in front of the cameras”. “And if I don’t?” Elena spat. He leaned closer, breath brushing her lips. “Then your brother dies. And you little dove? I’ll ruin you so slowly you’ll beg for my mercy”. “Fuck you, Damien” she whispered. He smirked. “ oh you will. Every night”. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> He destroyed my family and now I wear his ring. Damien Blackwood, billionaire, heartless bastard, and the man I’ve hated since the day my world burned. When my brother vanished and the ransom came in blood, Damien was the last person I expected to save him… But his price? One year of marriage. To him. To the enemy. To the devil who ruined my life. I signed the contract and moved into his mansion. And I swore I’d never fall. But Damien doesn’t want a wife. He wants submission. He wants control. He wants to drag me to hell with that sinful mouth and those cold, possessive hands. And the worst part? He knows. He knows who I really am. He knows the secrets buried with my father. He knows I came to destroy him and he’s been playing me from the start. Now every kiss is a threat. Every touch is a trap. Every night in his bed tears me apart. And when the real enemy steps from the shadows, I’ll have to choose: Betray the man I swore to hate… or lose him forever. Enemies with history. Marriage by blackmail. Lust that could burn empires. This isn’t love. This is war. And the battlefield is his bed.

What if your nightmares weren’t just dreams—but doorways? Ethan Valen was an ordinary student—until the night his sister vanished without a trace. No signs. No witnesses. Only one thing left behind: her cryptic sketches of impossible places, spirals, and creatures that defy logic. When Ethan awakens a strange power within himself—threads that twist thought into reality—he discovers the Dreamrift, a hidden world stitched into the seams of our own. A realm of forgotten memories, nightmare entities, and ancient secrets where reality and dreams bleed into one another. Haunted by guilt, hunted by twisted dreamspawn, and marked by a figure known only as Lucien, Ethan is forced to walk a spiraling path into deeper and more dangerous layers of the Rift. Guided by a broken mentor and a reluctant guardian, Ethan must master his evolving powers—constructs born of emotion, memory, and will—to survive the trials ahead. But the deeper he delves, the more he uncovers a devastating truth: his sister may still be alive, her soul bound to the very spiral threatening to devour all of existence. And the Dreamrift is watching.

In a shattered world stitched together by fragile maps and broken memory, only Cartographers can define reality. After the cataclysmic Inkfracture, the Earth fragmented into Shards—disconnected pieces of geography drifting through uncertainty, held together by ancient glyphs and living maps. To navigate, survive, or even exist, every village, forest, and soul must be anchored by Ink—sentient, powerful, and dangerously hungry. Elian Vale, an unbound Cartographer haunted by a past he no longer remembers, discovers his home is vanishing—not destroyed, but erased. When a forbidden glyph pulls him into an unmapped white void, Elian emerges with a horrifying truth: someone is initiating a Remapping, a process that can overwrite entire Shards… and rewrite reality itself. Now hunted by Ink Reapers, betrayed by false cartography, and armed only with a Codex that steals his memories in exchange for power, Elian must journey to the mysterious Spindle, where a mythic entity—the Cartographer of Ash—has awakened. But the deeper he delves, the more he questions what’s real, what’s rewritten, and whether maps were ever meant to guide… or to cage. > What would you sacrifice to redraw the world?

In a world where powers are born from trauma, intense desires and emotions and marked upon the flesh, those who bear Soulmarks are called Bloomers — and they are cursed. Feared, hunted, and imprisoned, Bloomers are deemed dangerous not because of what they can do… but because of what they had to endure to awaken it. Roan, a 14-year-old boy locked inside the cold walls of the Soulmark Containment Division (SCD), is one such soul. Subjected to inhumane experiments and tortured in the name of science, he possesses a rare and terrifying Bloom known as Undying Will — a regenerative power that anchors his soul to his body, making death itself a fleeting concept. But his gift is no miracle. It is agony, stitched together by pain, fueled by the instinct to survive.

What happens when you try to quit life— and the universe sends you to the Mahabharata instead? Meher Shekhawat wanted one thing: an end. No more waiting, no more crying into cracked phone screens, no more scrolling through life like an unfinished chat. But life (or something like it) had other ideas. Now, thanks to a karmic glitch, Meher wakes up in a world stitched out of epic wars, ancient grudges, blindfolded queens, and a whole lot of dharma she never signed up for. Oh, and there’s a system. Because apparently, you don’t just get to leave your life behind—you have to fix someone else's first. Mahabharata isn’t a story anymore. It’s her questline. Her tasks? Unravel old wounds. Stop unnecessary wars. Figure out who the hell she is when she’s not trying to disappear. And maybe—just maybe—find out if mercy is something you can give yourself

--Some mirrors don’t reflect you. They remember you.-- When museum intern Clara Sommers is assigned to catalog a 16th-century relic known as the Bathory Mirror, she expects folklore—not a mirror that refuses to show her reflection. Thirteen years after first encountering it as a child, the mirror doesn't just stare back—it opens. Inside lies the Mirror Aeon, a realm stitched together by memory and myth, haunted by seven versions of Clara splintered across time. To escape, she must find and reclaim each piece of herself. But some versions don’t want to be saved. And one of them might not be her.

An average 16 year old high schooler get reincarnated in a world full of magic and swords called ‘Esraq’. “Ahh I feel dizzy, anyways where am I, I could almost swear that I was in my bed….sleeping. ‘ASSASSINATION SYSTEM ACTIVATED’ “WILL THE HOST LIKE TO SEE THE INHERITED SKILLS” “Assassin what… wait a minute….skills? Will you accompany our mc to the many adventures that will take place.

in a world stitched from madness, a nameless boy awakens in a realm shaped by the minds of the broken. cursed as the embodiment of pride, he is weak—fragile even—dragged into a game of survival with six others born from the deadly sins. there is no prophecy, no chosen one, no glory—only pain. the more his mind breaks, the more power he unlocks. every crack in his sanity births a new strength. but with each step toward power, he forgets what it means to be human. how far can someone fall... before they can never come back?

They call it the Loom — a hidden weave that stitches power into fools reckless enough to bind it. Sparks of metal, flowers, stone, secrets. Enough to make a gutter rat a ruler — or stitch their corpse right back into the dirt. Kael Merin’s never been reckless. He trades ruin scrap for Shards, sleeps with one eye open so nobody cuts his throat for his last Token. Not a hero. Not chosen. Just hungry enough to crawl into holes the Orders don’t guard — the ones they warn you to leave shut. Some swear the Loom is alive. Some say a Numen — the Weaver — still dreams at its heart, half-god, half-lie, waiting for a fool to wake it up and finish what it started. Kael finds a Spark he shouldn’t. Steals it. Survives it — somehow. Now his Threadrealm hums with secrets that shouldn’t whisper, and every ruin is deeper, darker, hungrier. The vaults cough up riddles and half-dead things that remember too much. There’s no prophecy. No blessing. No mentor with answers. Just a desperate boy, a stolen Spark, and a rumor that maybe the Weaver didn’t vanish — maybe it hid inside him. The gutter wants him gutted. The Orders want him chained and bled dry. And the Loom? The Loom wants him to weave — or die screaming.

The contract says she can’t share his bed, but nothing stops him from getting into hers… * Rain Clayton’s life takes an unexpected turn when she discovers she’s suddenly married to a billionaire named Alexander Lancaster, a powerful and dangerously captivating man who wants their marriage over before it even begins... Raised by a family that never cared for her and desperate to avoid a twisted arranged marriage, Rain seizes this unexpected twist of fate. Her new husband might be a cold-hearted billionaire, but he's her only escape. Yet Alexander demands a swift divorce. Refusing to lose her one chance at freedom, Rain strikes a risky bargain to keep their marriage alive, even if it means playing by Alexander’s rules. She just has to convince him to want her around… FOREVER. Weeks into their unexpected arrangement, Rain begins to see through Alexander’s icy exterior. But one night, she’s taken by surprise. “What are you doing?” Rain burst out, eyes wide as Alexander casually slid into her bed. “Performing husbandly duties,” he smirked. “You can’t stay here! It’s against the contract!” “I’m not breaking it,” Alexander said with a shrug. “The contract specifies that you’ll fulfill all wifely duties, excluding sharing my bed. It doesn’t say anything about me not performing husbandly duties, including sharing your bed.” The situation had shifted, and it seemed like she was no longer the only one in control... [Warning: r18+/strong mature & sexual content]

In a world where magic reigns and beast demons serve as power-boosting familiars, Eden Wynne, an outcast low-class mage has never managed to summon one. Despite his family's wealth and reputation, Eden is branded a failure. After countless breakdowns and barely surviving the pressure of expectation, he makes one final promise: summon a familiar, or end it all. Then he succeeds. But what he summons isn’t a typical familiar. It’s Sylas a six-foot-eight, sassy, furious demon prince who has no intention of obeying a pathetic, suicidal mage. Eden wants control. Sylas wants blood. It’s hate. It’s angst. It’s a soulbond neither of them wanted and now neither of them can escape. Who will break first?