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“Why didn’t you tell me?” “Tell you what, Richard? What would you have done?” “I don’t know. Apologized sooner? Bought you a burger to make up for it?” Her eyes lit up with fire, “You think what you did to me… you think a burger can make up for it?” her eyes twinkled like she was fighting tears. Did I hurt her that badly? I was just a foolish teenager. “Nita, I am sorry. I was young, I was stupid. I wish I could take it all back and tell you how I feel instead of being a constant jerk to gain your attention.” “How did you feel that would justify what you did to me?” I paused for a minute, finding the words. “I had a huge crush on you at the time. And I didn’t know how to express myself. I was full of myself, I was the school’s ladies' man and the one girl I had eyes for didn’t even care if I existed,”  “And that justified what you did to me? Richard, you broke me. I can forgive you for ‘accidentally’ spilling your ice cream on me, or throwing my due assignment in the toilet, or the gum in my hair, or the glue in my chair but tell me how can I forgive you for what you did that night? Tell me!” “What night? Nita, what are you talking about?” “Remember when you asked me if I knew who sexually assaulted me?” I nodded, but what does that have to do with anything?  The more we spoke, the more confused I became. “You did and I cannot believe that you would stand there and pretend like it didn’t happen!” Nita has spent years trying to forget the torment she endured at the hands of Richard. When her family’s financial ruin forces her into an arranged marriage, she is horrified to find out the groom himself was her bully. Richard, a charming and successful businessman meets the first woman to be repulsed by him. Intrigued, he proposes a deal of a one year marriage of convenience. Navigating life as a couple, old wounds reopen, buried memories surface. As Richard learns more about his wife, he finds that he has enemies that followed him from his past to continuously cloud his wife’s judgement. Will Nita believe the truth and bury old wounds or will the pain of the past prove too strong to heal?

“I’m no angel, baby girl. I’ll make you cry, curse, and scream every night once you’re mine. So think twice before you sign this goddamn contract.” +++ Rivana Faye thought nothing could get worse than catching her husband and step-sister making out on their wedding anniversary, only to be shot dead the same day. Instead of the afterlife, Rivana woke up back in the past, on her wedding day, staring right into the eyes of the same bastard who had ruined her life. Fueled by vengeance, she planned to marry him and tear his world apart, just as he had done to her in her previous life. That is, until Azrael Dynar, her supposed husband’s older brother, stepped in with a shocking claim: that they were already married?! "Wifey, are you cheating on me with this tiny loser? Tch, you have poor taste," Azrael drawled, flashing their marriage certificate to everyone's horror. Azrael was everything Rivana had heard in hushed whispers: cold, cunning, and irresistibly seductive. But to her, he was oddly caring and fiercely protective. He even vowed to destroy everyone who had hurt her as long as she continued to be his side, as his darling wife! And the deeper Rivana sank into Azrael’s world, the more her defenses crumbled, leaving her with nothing but growing desires for him. Little did she know, the man she was falling for was no guardian angel but a devil—one responsible for her death, and the very one who could destroy her all over again. --- Excerpt: "You seem to have experience in seducing women, Mr. Dynar," Rivana joked, licking her ice cream. Azrael smirked at her laugh, and the next moment, he pulled her chair closer, causing Rivana's heart to skip a beat. Before she could catch her breath, he suddenly captured her lips, tasting the sweet chocolate on her lips. Pulling back slightly, Azrael smiled, enjoying her reaction. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb, he declared, "You are the first woman I have ever tried to seduce, Rain. And you will also be the last."

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

Jason, a young man who died after getting involved in a brutal accident that killed him reincarnated into the exact novel he was reading on the night he died. He was reincarnated into the novel he was reading before his untimely death, as a baby who had just been birthed successfully. From his birth he was shown no love due to his non-existent aptitude in magic. Lucky for him, he awakened the Talent system. A system that allowed him to copy talents; skills that individuals excelled at, the skills that made said individuals the cream of the crop. With the exact same mastery of the person he copied it from. The system when trying to increase his aptitude for mana only managed to decrease it even lower blessed him with nature energy to passively strengthen himself. With no magic and a system that allows him to copy talents, watch Jason climb through the ranks of the world and become the strongest! ... [Host can choose a talent to copy: Null eyes, War God's Embrace, 30 Blade movements, Advanced War Tactics] _____ Note: The MC is OP.

Nothing ruins your day like getting hit by an ice cream truck. For Amara Lyselle, a 24-year-old history professor tired of her routine, life comes to an abrupt end just when she decides to indulge in some luxury chocolate. But instead of a peaceful afterlife, Amara finds herself thrust into an alternate world that looks a lot like hers except she’s now one of the rivals vying for the affection of the world’s dashing hero. As if being dead and reincarnated as a romantic antagonist wasn’t bad enough, she has to navigate a confusing new reality with the help of an annoying "system" that seems to have a personality of its own. The good news? She has a second chance at life. The bad news? She has no idea how to survive in this strange world, avoid falling into ridiculous romantic drama, or even get back to her old life if that’s even possible.

*****WSA 2025 Entry***** When 40-year-old fashion mogul Arisa wakes up in her 20-year-old body after a fateful ice cream mishap, her life takes a wild turn. Thanks to a quirky app called SCAL, she’s suddenly a magnet for love—surrounded by eccentric suitors armed with cringe-worthy pick-up lines and outrageous romantic gestures. From awkward family dinners brimming with cultural taboos to laugh-out-loud encounters with old flames, Arisa finds herself tangled in a chaotic web of red flags, mixed signals, and hilariously bad decisions. Will this unexpected do-over help her rewrite her love story, or will she stumble over the same pitfalls of her past? Join Arisa on a riotous journey of self-discovery, belly laughs, and love in the most unexpected places!

Julie Thompson just moved into the suburban town to live with her aunt's family and hopes to not have or make any friends at all because she disliked people but maybe liking just one won't hurt. She falls for Uche, her cousin brother's best friend, without even knowing. Follow Julie through her first attempt at love. ... I watched him as he stood there, leaning on the bridge's railing and eating ice cream. The breeze wasn't disturbing his hair today because he had parked it all backwards, he looked cute, I smiled drawing in some breath, satisfied with how today was going. "What?" I heard him ask taking me off my thoughts. "Huh?" "You were smiling." "Oh. I was...." "Can I kiss you?" He asked looking at my lips. "Here?" I asked now, my heart beating hard against my chest, our first kiss could happen now. "Yeah?" He nodded, I could see his Adam's apple go up and down as he swallowed, I bit my lips, nervously. I smiled approvingly, almost getting up from the bench where I sat. "No sit." He said coming closer to sit next to me. The bench was quite small so we were so close to each other. He leaned in and I could smell him more the closer he got to my face. His lips were now inches away from mine and the moment they touched I closed my eyes, I didn't know why but I did. He didn't put his tongue in my mouth, it was as simple as it could get, just a warm kiss and I as glad he didn't. When he lips left mine, I opened my eyes licking my lips. He was smiling, I hadn't yet told him how much I loved his smile. "You lied." I told him. "About what?" He stopped smiling. "You said you were a bad kisser." He laughed now with his teeth showing, those beautiful set. Read more... #genka3na

Akeelah Rose, the seemingly ordinary woman who lives with the Insufferable CEO, Mr Andrè Stilts, a hot male specimen who has the hots for another. He is a very cold man to his wife, Akeelah, although contractual wife. He finds his first love and ends up divorcing Akeelah. They say getting burnt on a spot makes that spot immune. A burnt Akeelah is going to fez up and claim what belongs to her. But what happens to Mr Andrè's fate when he discovers that Akeelah was never the simple woman he thought her to be...

It is to be known, when a girl turns sixteen-: She is no more a girl! And, it is to be added, a man's greatest charm, is his rich earns and wit of standing out!! ***** ‘To, Miss Victoria Lancaster… My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and I still remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the wait, I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him the word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this! From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love.' ***** Victoria Lancaster, fourth of the six Lancaster siblings, stands in the predicament of societal wants and her lone desire for love. Being introduced to society for the first time, and as the first daughter of her family to be introduced, she needs a successful first season. And a successful season for a lady means, securing a suitor and a husband! Concurrently, Harry McVourse, standing as Knight, seeks the same accomplishments as Victoria, but his situation is quite melodramatic! His mother, the third of King Charles' five wives—though each was married one after the other and divorced except for the last—seeks to have her two sons marry swiftly and bless her with a grandson. A grandson is not her will but a want from King Charles, demanded of his sons. This, indeed, is an all-queens' contest to see whose son shall deliver a grandson first. Knight, despite understanding the depth and urgency of the matter, knows that the partner must be his. An uncareful selection would lead to years of despair and pain! As of that matter, he depicts societal balls and celebrations as a confined showcase of hypocrisy and pretense. He needs see the eligible spinsters beyond societal confines, and that’s what leads him to stand as a night guard in the Lancasters' new London mansion. A coincidence? Therefore, with Victoria Lancaster being the definite spinster Knight becomes much engaged with, he gradually develops a desire for the girl. However, despite this desire, he is opposed by many admirers, especially his brother, Prince Edward McVourse, whose efforts cannot be overlooked, in addition to his half-brother, Prince William McVourse, a lad whose in future leaves Knight wrathful due to a certain impotent depiction. As a result, he delights in the idea of writing to Lady Lancaster every morning. An anonymous write! His intention being; to the least, stand out from the men in pursuit. However, without Knight’s knowledge, Victoria is slowly enjoying the curves and words in those writings. Each night, she dreads time to pass quickly, anticipating another writing to be brought to her. She becomes intrigued until she desires to know the man behind the writing. Additionally, her mother pressures her to stand firm on the choice of the man she is to choose—Lord Edward, Knight’s elder brother, who is said to possess two hundred thousand a year. The letters draw Victoria and Knight closer, but their budding connection faces significant challenges. Knight must navigate the rivalry with his brothers, particularly Edward and William, both competing for Victoria's hand, in addition to formally acquainting himself with the ladyship. Victoria, on the other hand, struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for the unknown writer with her mother's expectations and the societal norms of the time. What happens next? "In His Writing" is a novel set in the Victorian era, embracing themes of romance, mystery, and conflict, in addition to societal conflicts, identity, and desires. (DAILY UPDATES A WEEK.) I HOPE Y'ALL SHALL ENJOY. LIKE, COMMENT.

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

"Charlie, please!" I begged her again. "Just tell me what's wrong. Tell me what I did wrong. I'll fix it. I swear, I'll fix it." I was on my knees in her University's student park. People were staring, some were even taking pictures of the bizarre scene infront of them, but I didn't care. The woman I love has spent two and a half months not answering any of my calls or replying to any of my messages. And now here I was begging her to not give up on us and she was...eating ice cream? "Forest, you need to go!" She whispered screamed while camera phones flashed at us. "I said we're over. Just let it go!" "No!" I practically roared. "I love you, Charlie and...and I know for a fact that you love me too. So no. We're not over. We'll never be over." ******* After a shattering break up, Forest finally finds a way to put it behind him and move on.After five years of trying to forget the love of his life, she suddenly reappears and tells him she wants him back. Forest has a choice to make - forget the past and be with the only woman he's ever loved or uncover the mystery behind the break up and go digging in a past that everyone is trying to hide. *** This story may not be published on any other platform in any form whatsoever without the express written consent of the author, Eli Stone.

One day, out of nowhere, I woke up to an unfamiliar ceiling. I thought I was kidnapped but turns out I had transmigrated into early medieval Britain during the era of Arthurian Legends? Wait, but why is Merlin a real mage, and Excalibur a real magic sword? King Arthur was actually real? No, wait, before that, what is this colosseum like place? Why am I being sent into the Middle Earth to steal a cup of gold from Smaug the Greedy? W-why is there a giant Red Dragon here?! How could I have known the Welsh dragon was real! Someone save me!!! --- This is my first time venturing into the Infinity genre as a writer, and one major inspiration behind this is, indeed, Cuttlefish's 'The Sage Who Transcended Samsara'. Please leave constructive criticism, and help improve my writing. Native English speaker, so hopefully grammar won't be a problem. I will never be accepting a contract, so this will forever be free. If you like my writing and would like to support me, and later on get some advanced chapters, the link below may be of use: https://www.patreon.com/MeAlive

Reborn as the son of the patriarch of an ancient, top-tier immortal family in the Primeval Immortal Domain, Qin tian is exceptionally handsome, like a true ancient immortal heir. From the start, he fuses with ancient, dual-pupil eyes, becoming invincible. But he never expected that he wasn't the protagonist of this world. Instead, he is a rich and powerful villain, destined to be trampled on by the real protagonist. How could he possibly tolerate that? Qin : "Male protagonists of destiny, go die automatically. Don't make me do it myself. As for female protagonists of destiny, those who obey me will live, those who don't will die." Female protagonist of destiny: "Qin is the man I must have in my life. Even if I can't have his heart, I will have his body." Holy Maiden of a Sacred Land: "Why should I bother cultivating? Following that man and eating ice cream helps me level up faster." Ancient Female Emperor: "What use is my cultivation? In the end, I still have to kneel at the feet of the Emperor Qin tian."

"Surviving the apocalypse? Child's play. I once survived a guild meeting where half the wizards tried to curse each other over tea. The zombies? Less dramatic." "The zombies are the least of your worries. I’ve lived centuries, faced demons, and still have to listen to a five-year-old argue why ice cream counts as dinner." "So the world’s ending and you think you’re in charge because you’ve got a shiny dragon scale? Adorable. Sit down, Sparkles, and let the grown-ups talk." "I’m sorry, did you say you were the strongest survivor here? That’s cute. When you’ve defeated an entire undead army with one hand, we can compare notes." ---- The cover is mine. The cover is MC. Please don't Abuse the novel

Lisa Qin was a heiress who had it all; Beauty, brains, a loving family, and the highly coveted Young Master of the Yun household as her fiance. However, she lost everything when she stood up for Kaizer Yun, the most hated Miss of the Yun family. Despite helping the woman who would be her future sister-in-law, Lisa was stripped of her heiress title and forced to attend a rundown university with zero support. Friends and relatives deserted her in droves! Her only ally, the outcast Kaizer became her new roommate in the University. Unbeknownst to her, Kaizer Yun is actually a man! Born as a male, Kaizer was forced by his mother to become a cross-dresser from young, to stay alive in the Yun household. Contrary to popular belief, Kaizer is not just an insignificant man who stays in the female hostel. He is actually a first class graduate and the talented business mogul, Lord K whom the business world fears. But for Lisa Qin, he is willing to remain the unwanted 'Young Miss' of the Yun household.

“I’ll marry you Drake, not because I get weak in the knees and cream my panties whenever I see you, but because I want Riley to suffer for hurting me.” “I don’t care what your reasons are my love, just say yes to me and I’ll worship your sweet, curvy body for the rest of my life, I’ll make you the envy of every woman on earth, just say yes to me, my love.” Mia’s wedding to the big boss, Riley Osborne was cancelled on her wedding day. There was a rumor that she cheated on Riley and ended up getting married to low life pauper, but no one knows who her husband is and they keep mocking her because of her breakup with the boss. The war between Riley and Drake caused everyone to know that Mia is loved and wanted by two billionaire brothers. Who would have thought that she is secretly married to the senior master, her bosses elder brother Drake Osborne, who happens to own 80 percent of the Osborne empire.

Ebinigma. An island created by the 19th most powerful person ever since the discovery of dinosaurs, Reese Gethin, a georgian-welsh man. The discovery of dinosaurs ocurred in the year of 1924, shortly after the start of the first world war. Reese managed to stop the world war in 1926 and with his powerful connections created out of thin air Ebinigma. Now, 119 years later, the grandchild of Reece, Misho Julian, warns the world of the dangers of Ebinigma. The humans playing god, recreating monster that should not be allowed, and changing their genetics trying to advance the technology to further human inventions have now rebeled. Misho Julian abandons the island with 3.000 people, however, 19 people are still there — waiting for help. Knowing everything about the island, Misho Julian seeks help with old guards and mercenary groups to save his people. ------------------ The first three chapters (1-3) will be world building and presentation of the rescuers and their targets; 4-10 start the action; 11-14 will be the politics of Misho and things that are happening outside the isle, and the final 6 chapters will be the end. It'll stop at 20 chapters. The cover is not mine, I just found it on pinterest.

She returns with a plan in mind. He doesn't remember the past for being so hurtful. The ice cream will be the rope that binds them until the memories come to light. The truth of an event will create scars and will make them doubt who to love. A young woman and a boy tied by the sweetness of ice cream and the rancor of the past.

Miles ”Tails” Prower is a lowly foot soldier who dreams of joining the Elite Squad, a group of powerful heroes who protect the world. But, being weak, he seems to be nowhere near his dream… until he is shot protecting Cream, an childhood friend. But, instead of dying, he wakes up on a hospital bed to a mysterious notification. DING! God Tier System Activated! Now, imbued with the mysterious God Tier System, Tails sets out to follow his dream. Now watch as he levels up, gains new skills, builds mechas, establishes military bases, and transform a weak army into the world’s most advanced force! Volume 1 is about his rise to becoming a member of the Elite Squad.

Sophia Wang wakes up to find herself trapped in the pages of an apocalyptic novel, reincarnated as a pitiful side character doomed to a tragic end. Determined to escape her bleak fate, she sets off on a desperate journey to survive the chaos of the zombie-infested world. But luck is not on her side. Her path crosses with none other than the story’s villain—Mr. Z, the twisted genius responsible for the virus that plunged humanity into despair. Tall, gaunt, and radiating a chilling charisma, Mr. Z looms in the shadows like a predator savoring his prey. With his signature white lab coat, an unsettling smile, and glasses that gleam with unnerving intelligence, he seems to mock her every attempt at escape. "Run," his smirk seems to say. "Go ahead, keep running." And Sophiae’s face at that moment? Let’s just say it’s the kind of expression even she doesn’t want to remember. “Hello,” Z says one fateful evening, his tone dripping with faux politeness. “Care for a midnight snack? How about some brain-flavored ice cream? —Sincerely, Z.” As Sophia is dragged into Z’s nightmarish experiments, survival becomes more than just staying alive. It’s a battle of wits and wills against a man who is both a menace and an enigma—a game where losing means becoming just another statistic in his deadly research. Will Sophia outsmart the mad scientist and rewrite her destiny, or will she succumb to the role the story has written for her?

Have you heard stories of love, love that would never waver for years, decades, centuries or even millenniums to come? But can you really call it love? To keep loving someone forever and ever can't be anything less than crazy, can it? This is one such story. A story of a crazy love. And it's also a story of ... Someone somewhere who wished to be saved. Someone somewhere who wished to be free. Someone somewhere who wished to be able to someday make a wish. It's a story that was supposed to be a fairytale but it turned too ugly, too twisted, and far too wretched to be called one. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's my first time writing. So, I am a rookie? newbie? whichever's the right word. This story is gonna be pretty generic. I mean, I will try to not make it but as I said it's my first time writing. Why am I writing this story? Well, have you ever wanted to eat ice cream when you saw someone else eating it? Yeah, something like that. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. The cover art is made by Faier. You will meet the man himself when you read the novel and come across his comments! Thanks for the cover Faier-san! Love you! Here's the discord link https://discord.gg/BVP7bSsr6q

A few hours of sleep results in enigmatic few minutes of dreams. From all kinds of weirdness, let's explore my dreams. A planet made of Ice-creams, to a house that travels through cosmos. From a witch to demons which would eat the people in front of you. From an apocalypse to time-travel, things never made sense! And never would they, for it is just a dream. Author's Note: This is just a fun project and shouldn't be taken seriously, if you want to kill time and have some fun, then this is for you!

In a world of magic and blades, with many races and hybrids between races, there sure are races more loved then others right ? But in a world where demons hates humans and are hated by mostly all species, what's the worst hybrid to be born to ? Ding Dong ! A half-human half-demon ! And that's exactly what I am. And the sugar on the cream ? my born skill can make me grow stronger if I kill demons or humans, so indeed they all thinks I'll use it against humans. I really envy those who can walk into the streets with great respect and nothing to fear with their great power, I really envy them. And that envy happened to be what was giving me a chance to reach those I envy.

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All his five-year old self want is an ice cream, but the universe decided that his life is way too boring and granted him a whole other life. Now Neil have two lives and people from each life never know about it. Well...not yet. Anyway, who would've thought he would know how jumbled up his fate is by just accepting an offer.

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] [Completed] [Join my Discord server to see more pictures of Amy and Henry. https://discord.gg/2uRyaUNAYg] She’s broke and lost everything, left with nothing but debts and liabilities. He’s rich and has everything, heir to a multi-billion company. Two different people, drawn together by their needs or is it fate? **** Amelia Bell was only 22 years old when her parents, brother, and sister-in-law died in a car crash. Her brother’s injured children are now her responsibility. She sold everything that she owns, she's in huge debt and all she can do now is just cry her eyes out. And then it struck her… the answer to her question… where will she get money for the operation? Right… she hasn't done everything so far, she hasn't tried selling herself yet. It was a desperate move but she had no other solutions left. She was immediately pulled back from her thoughts when the man shouted. "This is insane, his qualifications are simply impossible… Now he asks me to find him a pure and innocent one this time… Even if they signed a 6-month contract to be his, those women still fell in love with him even if they knew that after 6 months they would be evicted from his life… … I will never be able to find that pure and innocent woman that he is looking for even if I offer them 5 million upfront." Without hesitation Amy ran after the man, climbing up the stairs as fast as she could. "Excuse me, mister." "What do you need miss? I'm in a hurry." "I want the job… The 6-month contract, I can do it." "So I guess you also heard that I need a pure and innocent woman, even I don't know what it means." "Will a virgin count? I-I'm a virgin, perhaps t-that's what your boss wants, right?" Amy boldly stated. Then finally the boss, Mr. Welsh faced her… She didn’t expect him to be this young, perhaps almost her age. She was imagining an old man or someone not as handsome as him. “You should not stop breathing angel, that’s dangerous, you might faint. Who knows what will I do to you once you become unconscious.” Amy gasped, ‘What the hell just happened to me,’ she cursed internally while still staring at the man in front of him. He then leaned closer to her. “I've heard you've got something for me. I can't wait to receive your gift, my angel. I'm Henry.” ******** The book cover is AI-generated and edited by the author, please don't use it without permission.

Meet Eren Idril, just your average Joe trying to navigate a world that's gone full sci-fi bonkers. We're talking flying cars, holographic pets, the whole shebang. But here's the kicker: amidst all the flashy gadgets and mind-bending tech, there's something even more mind-blowing going on—mana. Now, this ain't your run-of-the-mill magic trick. Nope, mana's the real deal, and only the elite, the cream of the crop, the Rankers, get to play with it. They're basically like the cool kids in high school, but with superpowers and a really fancy title. But here's where things get spicy. While everyone's busy flexing their mana muscles and living it up in this brave new world, there's trouble brewing on the horizon. Like, end-of-humanity kind of trouble. Turns out, Earth ain't the safe haven it used to be, and now folks are scrambling to find a new place to call home. Enter Eren Idril, the ultimate underdog in a world full of heroes and villains. He's not your typical protagonist, more like the guy you'd find chilling in the background, minding his own business. But when he stumbles upon a power that everyone else thinks is busted, well, let's just say things are about to get interesting. - Grayback

Journey to a world of wonders and women of all shapes and sizes with Galio, valiant reincarnate! Armed with four hundred and ninety-nine lives worth of knowledge and an R-rated story, he enters a world only known by women, never knowing childbirth, periods, or the leer of a man. From Angels that moan heavenly melodies to nine-foot-tall Amazons with weaves between their legs, explore the Human island with colorful characters, the Dwarf island with things getting weird, the Amazons that need to be dominated, the Catfolk that need cuddling, Dogfolk that need to be treated like dogs, Elves that need bdsm, Golems that need to be broken, Vampires that need to be cum blasted, Orcs that need to be challenged in sexual Olympics, Faires that need to be popcicled, Dragons that need their holes filled with a new fire, and Angels that need to be cream filled! Discover the NSFW art and much more that awaits you on Discord: https://discord.gg/7ZDTTCq99Z