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Wayward Cavern

Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband

After Lin Xu died, she discovered that the world she was in was a novel. Her eldest son liked to imprison the female protagonist of the novel, engaging in sinister villainous acts with a dark room play. Her youngest son would unfailingly draw substitute's blood and snatch substitutes' kidneys for the female protagonist’s legal antagonist — his unrequited love. Her only daughter was the romantic fool forever revolving around the male protagonist of the novel. If children are not disciplined, the mother is to blame. After being reborn, Lin Xu felt she should step in and discipline her wayward children. However, before she could take action, her eldest son’s dark, handsome, and usually cold face blushed slightly as he asked in a low voice, “Can I touch my head?” The middle son snorted and turned his head, his tone petulant, “I... I don’t want to go home, but if you insist, I'll do it begrudgingly.” The youngest daughter rushed over, mercilessly pushing her brothers aside, “Mom, come and teach me how to solve this problem~” Latter, both sons fought over the bowl of noodles Lin Xu cooked. What was a novel’s female protagonist? Nothing compared to their mother. The daughter transformed herself, letting nothing from any novel’s male protagonist interfere with her studies! The family was blissfully happy. Latter, the revived, amnesiac husband suddenly appeared, cornering her against the wall, his eyes full of struggle, “Even if you're married, I still love you.” Lin Xu pretended to be serious, “Is that so, then what should we do?” He hugged her tightly, his voice muffled and pained, “Divorce him!” Lin Xu chuckled secretly, “I’ll divorce him right away.” Latter, after the husband regained his memory, he said through gritted teeth, “Over my dead body will we divorce!”
Red tea cheese · 350K Views

SHADOWS OF ELDRALORE

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”
Mira_Tenny · 2K Views

Perfect Imperfection: Resurrection of the Wayward Heart

#Entertainment #Showbiz Ying Yue was once a fire that burned anything that even tried to block her way. Now, she was merely a tool an entertainment company, brought out to be compared to Li Yi, an artist they were promoting. The more love Li Yi received, the greater the hate that was given to her. Bound by the rope of contract, she followed their instructions and became one of the most undesired celebrities in history. ‘I’ll just leave the industry when the contract ends anyway.’ She always thought. But the Han Entertainment was not satisfied with her just leaving the company like that. They wanted to make sure that she would be buried and never have the chance to regrow again in this industry. A video of her abusing Li Yi was exposed by a tabloid account. Ying Yue who was ready to quit the industry was awakened when a call came in to remind herself of the person she was. The rebellious heart of hers which she had buried for the past three years was finally resurrected. Sure, she could quit being an actress, but she would not give up with a label of bully on her name. She fought back. And came back even harder than they ever thought she would. And on her journey to finding her lost self once again, she comes across the very person who taught her what love was. And also heartbreak. *** In Future___ The CEO of the Han Entertainment had a deep regret. Because he had not cared enough for the no name artists in his company, he had slipped a very talented artist through his fingers. Who would have thought that the once most hated actress Ying Yue would be a musical genius seek by many directors and singers. ***** }}=SNEAK PEEK={{ [ She still remembers that Christmas Eve. She was in his arms, under the cover of the dark moonless sky. Neither not mining the chilling snow underneath them. She told him then,  "My life is filled with flaws. Meeting me has become the only imperfection in your otherwise perfect life."  To which he stared into her eyes and gave her the sweetest kiss he had given. As if he was pulling her into his very soul and showering her with his endless warmth. "Well… You are the perfect imperfection I need in my life." ]
A_Mis · 3.2K Views

Pappus & Sonder

R18. The consequences of sex ripple through a lifetime for four college-aged friends, Ruby, Coral, Josh and Luke. Steamy, juicy, racy, yet sensually romantic. Let’s start with wistful Luke, your reflective narrator—the shy watcher. Next, the lovey-dove Coral, the group's collective adhesive. A modern girl with a regency heart, whom Ruby has the hots for. God, she is gorgeous. Coral’s action boyfriend, over-eager Josh, is a hunk who only has sex on his mind and is hopeful Coral will be his first! And risqué Ruby. The little minx is sassy, sharp, conniving, and considering getting inked as the story commences. There is plenty of wayward troupe fun and raucous laughs through high school and college in 1970s Melbourne. Whoops, an overdose of selfishness by everyone at eighteen, and relationships mess because pleasure ignited by pleasure’s ignition is always a pleasure for two or more until someone muddies it with words or actions. So, adult theme warning, erotic impulses are indulged. However, they generate contemplative introspection on friendship, passion, self-centeredness, cheating, brooding, contrition, resilience and love over the next forty years. The story unfolds like recall, intentional or spontaneous, rolling in and out of our minds, non-chronologically. Our yearnings are tattooed under our skin. From there, they will swell back. Ready, set, go, read the ripples! Author Note: The novel is complete, and all 133 chapters will be uploaded and remain unlocked. Dedication For anyone who gifts a second chance Epigraph “all those kids” It is attributed to H.S.Truman, by Henry A. Wallace, diary entry of 10 August 1945. Acknowledgement To the women who shaped my contemplative life and the women, I owe contrition. To my wife, who frames the frame of my life and my daughters, who asked me the perennially unanswerable questions about love and relationships, which triggered me to write the story. To my editors; Nikki, who sparked the novel’s ripples through time and Jennifer, who drew out of me a more engaging and cohesive narrative. To Sonder, coined in 2012 by John Koenig, The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. To dandelion pappus; blown free of yearnings. I include the following here because its prudent as a writer: This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental. Except where real place names and actual tragic events are used with sensitivity.
Luke_Moore_3311 · 68.2K Views

Villain's way to live

Prologue I always hated my life. Bland, uninspired, a loop of mediocrity. My mornings started with the sound of a cheap alarm clock and ended with sleepless nights haunted by dreams of a better life—dreams that never came true. Life was cruel, unfair, and unrelenting. But even in my wildest nightmares, I never imagined that dying would be my gateway to something worse. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the comfort of my dingy apartment. No peeling wallpaper. No stack of ramen cups piled up on the table. Just a cold, cavernous room dripping with opulence, the kind only an aristocrat could afford. At first, I thought it was a lucid dream or some twisted afterlife. Then, I caught my reflection in a massive gilded mirror. Long, dark hair. Sharp features with an almost cruel beauty. Eyes that radiated arrogance and menace. I knew that face. Anyone who played "The Princess is in love with me" knew that face. Killian Nux, the Major Antagonist of the story, destined to be defeated by the plucky protagonist and his harem of magical misfits. He wasn’t just a villain—he was the villain. The one everyone loved to hate. And now... I was him. Great. Just great. If reincarnation was supposed to give me a second chance, someone really screwed up. I didn’t just end up in a fantasy world; I landed right in the middle of a sadistic dating sim known for its brutal difficulty and relentless drama. In the game, Killian Nux wasn’t just a spoiled noble. He was a monster. An overpowered, sadistic tyrant feared and hated by everyone. His fall was as inevitable as the sunrise. By the end of the story, his power, his pride, his very existence was crushed under the protagonist’s boot. If I didn’t want to meet the same fate, I needed to change everything. But fate had other plans. To survive in this world, I had to attend the Olympus Academy, the melting pot of heroes, heroines, villains, and victims. The place where the story began. The place where Killian's path to ruin was set in stone. And it gets better—or worse. Because walking into that academy means meeting him. The Protagonist. That righteous, golden-haired beacon of hope destined to unite everyone against me. Along with him come the Main Heroines—the princess, the knight, the healer, the mage—and even the Villainess, the one character I might have been able to rely on if Edward hadn’t been such a bastard to her in the original game. So what am I supposed to do? Watch the Protagonist steal the spotlight, woo every girl in sight, and forge his path to glory? No. I’m not playing by the game’s script. If I’m destined to be the villain, then so be it. But I won’t go down quietly. If Killian Nux is supposed to fall, he’ll do so as the strongest, most feared villain this world has ever seen. After all, if I’m going to live in this hellhole of a game, I might as well make it my story.
carl_Zedrick · 0 Views

Blackmailed to marry the ruthless billionaire

When his passionate, lips brushed over hers, leaving her wet all over and wanting, she found herself inching closer, to have more of him... More of what he could offer, only for the mysterious male to pull away, dragging his tongue across his wet lips as he left her needing and craving for his touch. "Remind me of what you said a moment before Ms. Throne. As far as I recall, you precisely refused my advances, saying you know what your body wants and so on. You almost convinced me into believing you could never be a good submissive." He tsked. Only after hearing his curt words was she called out of her fantasy world. "Y-You're wrong. In the world I live in, I only dream of my prince charming sweeping me off my feet as stupid as it sounds. And then we'd go to places together and have our happily ever after. Like I've said before... I don't need a dominant man disciplining me like I'm some wayward kid, bossing me around to do his sick bidding and neither am I going to be a 'Sub' to some dude. I'm sorry but that's not who I am. I have to refuse your offer, again." She knew herself well. She'd never want to engage in the BDSM world of a dummy sub, willingly allowing her body to be used in the cruellest of ways just to satisfy one bloody hunger-strived alpha, Dom. Never. She thought, racing out without looking back. "You can run but you can't hide how your body responds to mine... You can only deny it all you want but not for long. Surely, we will meet again, Manquer Zari. Soon and next time—You will be fully mine." To Claim. To Discipline To Own. Pain and pleasure.
Kia_Kendral · 2.3K Views

Madbound: Healer's Bane

Amidst an apocalyptic virus, Alona Lim had always been fond of blood and needles. She's considered to be a one in a million genius young doctor. However, she made a decision that had endangered humanity's only hope for survival—risking the last prototype vial on her best friend Harold. Being the risk taker that she was, Alona took even the slimmest chance of her best friend's survival despite the consequences it bear, only to wake up anew in another body. Alona, who was now named as Vera, swore she'll never get involved with medicine ever again and will enjoy her new life with much more action instead of grinding herbs and learning anatomies. But, seeing how these new people have terrible medical services, much less hygiene, had been sending her wits to the edge. Living in a patriarchal kingdom was already stressful as it was, but seeing how years of unbrushed teeth smooch, months of unshowered people shamelessly walk around, cooking ingredients from rat-infested food storage, and everything that checks off of the bucket list on how to spread a plague fast makes her OCD screech the shit out of her system. Medicine was easy, however, there were also different kinds of people who were fond of blood and needles—the "demonic" witches. Being born as a noble lady, the only reason they must get involved with needles are sewing and embroidery. Medical practitioners are only for the men, the "only logical beings." Witchcraft was a big taboo and considered as demonic practice that were associated with women who disobeys their father or husband. Once discovered that one practices witchcraft awaits nothing but grave punishments. But it does not help much when she's straight-up wayward with a calloused heart. As much as Alona shows potential as a medicine practitioner, she had to keep her male disguise, if not, more and more people will rise suspicion with her erudition to heal.
_snowdrop · 19.3K Views

After The Marriage, CEO Dotes On His Wife So Much And Shocks The City

# FLIRTING # ILLEGITIMATE DAUGHTER The most beautiful woman in Sea City is Yun Wei, but she is also the one with the worst reputation. She is the second lady of the Yun family, and she is so breathtakingly beautiful that no man can keep their eyes away from her. But everyone knows that she is an illegitimate daughter and has a wild private life. She also has no sense of self-preservation. On the day her sister held her wedding to marry a rich man in Sea City, Yun Wei’s stepmother set her up to go on a blind date with a rich man in his fifties. She coolly and calmly toyed with the man, thus angering her stepmother. “You’re just a despicable whore and a bastard. You’re lucky that Mr. Wang wants to marry you! No proper person will want to marry you!” The stepmother slapped Yun Wei, but Yun Wei only had amusement shine in her eyes. “How would you know that no good person would want to marry me?” Su Chuan, the noblest man in Sea City, an elegant aristocrat, and the heir of the Su family’s business empire. He is mature, sensible, gentle, reserved, and unfathomable. During the first time they met, Su Chuan’s friends introduced Yun Wei to him. “Don’t be fooled by her appearance. This beautiful lady is someone who has the rich, wayward boys in Sea City dancing on her palm. No matter how pretty she is, she’s not pure.” Yun Wei did not choose to defend herself. She just smiled and gave him her name card. They only had a brief encounter with each other and talked a little before they went on their own ways, but each had left a deep impression on the other. Later on, they had fun in bed together, and afterward, Yun Wei just smiled coolly. “It’s just an accident. I don’t need you to take responsibility.” Around a month later, Su Chuan ran into Yun Wei in the hospital. This time, she was dry heaving into a flowerbed while she held a pregnancy test stating that she had been pregnant for 40 days. When she met his gaze, she only smiled coolly, “I heard that condoms are only 85% effective. Seems like it’s true.” Half a month later, Su Chuan married Yun Wei in a grand wedding that captured everyone’s eyes. The entire city was in a ruckus, but no one knew that Yun Wei had actually set Su Chuan up to marry her. She did not love him, and she had her motives to marry him. However, when she obtained what she wanted and approached Su Chuan for a divorce, Su Chuan cornered her. “Yun Wei, you married me on a whim, and you want to divorce me on a whim as well? Do you think you can toy with me as you like?” In truth, this cunning man was not set up at all. He had endured all of it willingly, because this girl had called his name sweetly one summer ten years ago…
JQK · 200.1K Views
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