Boots Stripper

Betrayed by lies and consumed by the mob's fury, the idealistic politician met his end at the hands of the very people he sought to protect. His legacy? Scorn. His dream? Trampled beneath the boots of ignorance. Never again will I serve the whims of the ignorant. When he wakes up in a foreign world, his second chance comes not as a ruler or king but as a frail parish priest in the forgotten outskirts of the Holy Empire. "The masses are nothing but tools—easily swayed, incapable of thought, and blind to reason. To lead is not to serve them, but to wield them." Bound to a mysterious system that rewards with miraculous powers, he begins his ascent—as the Messiah. Armed with the knowledge of his past life and a soul hardened by betrayal, he will transform this crumbling parish, climb the ranks of the Church, and carve a path to the pinnacle of power. In a world ruled by faith and fear, he will forge a new order, not to serve but to dominate. After all, a shepherd does not ask permission to lead the flock. He decides their fate. Faith is his weapon. Power is his goal. Divinity is his destiny.

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

They call me a demon, a monster, the disgrace of the gods. Funny, isn’t it? The same beings who tore my life to shreds now grovel at my feet, begging for mercy. Mercy? Hah! I’ve forgotten what that feels like. Back then I was the lively son of the great God of War, dreaming of glory and honor. But dreams are fragile things, easily shattered under the boots of those who think themselves untouchable. They made me their plaything, broke me, hunted me like a dog, took my smile. But I don’t break. No, I thrive. I laugh. I destroy. Now, I sit on the ruins of their golden thrones, wearing a smile they’ll never forget. Kind gods? Just ones? No, the gods are cruel. And I? I am the God of Gods. Their nightmare. Their end. I am the God of Amusement New chapters every Wednesday and Saturday.

【StrongFL，Faceslapping】 【Superrich ML，sweet pampering】 Lin Wu was reborn. Her mother was duped into a sham marriage by a worthless man. And she herself was the pitiful illegitimate daughter kicked out of a wealthy family. She was mocked, "What can a wild child from the countryside amount to?" Facing adversity, she smiled faintly. What did being an illegitimate daughter of a wealthy family matter? She helped her poor mother to kick her worthless father to the curb, quickly gave her stepmother the boot, crushed the trash. She established her own skincare brand, living a prosperous life ever since. Forgiving her enemies? Never. If there's no justice, she will be the justice herself. —— Just as Lin Wu's life is thriving, her grandfather's family, who had been missing for many years, finally found her! And so, the woman who everyone thought was forsaken, divorced and saddled with a child, unexpectedly became the sole heir to a super wealthy family. What shocked Lin Wu even more was that her "good-for-nothing" car mechanic boyfriend transformed overnight into an unattainable top tycoon. Afterwards, Lin Wu became a lady of high society, who got everything handed to her on a platter and was pampered by the tycoon to the heavens and back. —— Later. Lin Wu had become a renowned female entrepreneur. Standing on a high platform, she delivered her speech: "Our ancestors mostly valued boys over girls. They neglected the education and growth of girls, trapped them between household and trivial matters, asserting that husband was heaven and son was earth. Once betrayed by men, these women would lose their support and be condemned as ruined!" "But today!" "Look at this plaza filled with thousands of people, they are all young female entrepreneurs, the hope of humanity!"

What would you do if you found yourself trapped in a video game as an NPC with seemingly no hope of returning to the real world? Having grown up without parents, Daisuke finds himself in a perpetual cycle of poverty as he tries to survive in the bottom rung of society. When the world's first VRMMORPG, Sehreneti Online, is released to the public, he decides to take a gamble by borrowing a buttload of money from some shady people to propel his hack-selling side hustle into the big leagues. After nearly getting his leg twisted into a pretzel for failing to pay off his loan on time, Daisuke decides to put his plan, Operation Jupiter, into action. Although a cool-sounding name, he didn't seem to be in Lady Luck's good graces that day. After uploading the code into his capsule and commencing the startup, everything goes haywire, booting his consciousness into the virtual world. When Daisuke comes to, he finds himself as a newborn fresh out the meat oven—and, of course, his circumstances are far from ideal. Apparently, he is still poor, but instead of being an orphan, he is now the son of a prostitute in the slums, with seemingly no connection to the game system or the real world. How will Daisuke overcome this trial, and will he be able to return to the real world? If you enjoy GameLit and LitRPG light novels such as Sword Art Online, Solo Leveling, The Rising of the Shield Hero, and That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, then you'll definitely enjoy this epic tale! --------------------------------------------- Support me by checking out the link below: » Linktree: https://linktr.ee/vaughnrrschneider » Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/VaughnSchneider

what can you make out of it,when a rich,handsome and proud young ceo fall in love with a poor stripper “sir I have found the perfect match for your search “ “Alex is time,the contract had expired ,let proceed with the divorce “what if I don’t want a divorce,I want to keep you, what your price”

Arella is an angel. Well, she used to be an angel. A real, bona fide, halo-wearing, wing-flapping celestial being. That was until one tiny whoopsie involving a banquet and a very unfortunate burning of a pair of wings happened. ... Okay, there was more than one tiny whoopsie. Fast forward a few hours later, and Arella found herself booted from the pearly gates with nothing but her wings and an eviction notice. Her family called it a "vacation." Ha! A vacation, in the human realm of all places! One hundred years later, Arella calls it her new life. Turns out, living among humans isn’t half bad—especially when you can turn invisibly smug at their lack of ability to fly. Early retirement has never been so blissful. That is, until the heavenly courier service smacks her with a message: Arella’s back on duty. And her new job? Marry. The. Demon. King. Wait, what?! Marrying the Demon King isn’t exactly on Arella’s bucket list, especially when demons and angels have been sworn enemies for eons. But orders are orders. So, off she goes, wings drooping and attitude cranked to full sass, to meet her new husband—a devilishly handsome demon who seems unnervingly smitten with her. Cue in dinner dates, fiery arguments (literally), and a series of catastrophes involving Arella accidentally setting demon drapes on fire with her holy fire. But as Arella settles into this bizarre celestial-demonic union, she uncovers a sinister plot that threatens not just her marriage, but the entire realm. Turns out, angels and demons might have to join forces to stop a threat that neither side can handle alone. And Arella? She might just be the unexpected key to saving everyone. Armed with nothing but her quick wit, rusty angelic powers, and a reluctant husband who may or may not leave love notes carved into molten rock, Arella must navigate battles, betrayals, and the occasional marital spat to protect their world. After all, nothing says “happily ever after” like saving existence itself, ... right? One ex-angel. One smitten demon king. And a whole lot of chaos.

As Ming Yue began her overtime work, everything went dark. The next moment she found herself in an unknown place. "Ahhhhhhh!! Where in the nine heavens am I??" In the next second, foreign memories rushed into her mind... 'So, after reading all those fake daughter novels, I've become one!?' But there was good news: at a young age, she could live a life of luxury! Unfortunately... she had reached adulthood and the real daughter was already back at this time!! Thankfully, she had the assistance of "Gossip System #007", allowing her to live freely... or so she thought. But... Where did these clingy brothers and overly doting parents come from?? With an adorable big sister to boot!! Cling brothers, doting parents, adorable big sister: "...What can we do but be close to you to eat the latest melons!!" Ahem, lil sis, you're too cute to be left alone! Cute lil sis who is actually a martial master: "..." Warning: Do not enter if you dislike "real romance" and only want a strong FL that goes weak in the knees at the sight of ML! That's never gonna happen in my novel! A/N: Hehe~ I'm writing this for fun and coz I want a break from this darbed college!! i am not crying, you are!! Anyways, please support it to the fullest!! Ps: Cover is not mine, the owner can contact me via discord!

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Theo's story came to an end when the cold blade of a heretic's sword pierced through his heart. And yet, as if to slap his face after years of using endless efforts to compensate for his lacking potential... His talent awoke right at the moment he was about to metaphysically move on?! [SSS Rank Talent Unlocked!] [Activate: Plunder] [Plundered: One-Time Reversal] What was supposed to be Theo's segue to his final rest became a wake-up call. 'Wait, this world...' With the drill sergeant of the knight's boot-camp screaming obscenities at the cadets, Theo's mind raced as his body prepared to dash ahead. 'Isn't this a world of a novel I remember reading?' he thought as his consciousness, rather than finding out whether the afterlife was real, was thrust right back to when he was at his weakest and most vulnerable. 'And aren't I... just a talentless extra?!' The drill sergeant raised his hand, ready to give everyone the mark to begin their life-changing exam. 'Then...' he gulped his saliva down 'just where the hell did that SSS-Rank talent come from, then?!'

|Stripper×Mafia boss×CEO| [Volume one: Heaven's hell] "On your knees," he said and she did as ordered. He tied a silk cloth around her eyes to make sure that she can't look at him while he fucks her. She feels disrespected every time he does this but who was she to deny him when he has her heart in his palms? "Can you kiss me today, please?" she begged but her begging didn't matter. It was only returned with a smack on her ass as a punishment. "You know that I don't kiss. Stop making silly demands or you can leave." "I am sorry, master." That's how it was; she wasn't respected enough, but still, she couldn't leave. He had her heart while she was just a booty call. She would endure everything just to get some more time with him but still, she wasn't appreciated. And when she finally decides to move on, he is on his knees, begging her to stay. And what was the 'so-called handsome CEO' doing in the orphanage where she goes every now and then? He couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from her. The once ignored girl was now being chased by two important figures and everyone started calling her 'The irresistible slow poison' On top of everything, the cute children were there to make things a thousand times better. Her besties were her protectors. They gave her so much happiness and love that she forgot all of her pain. Yet there's someone after her life. Unexpected things start to happen one after another. A book with diverse cultures, races, and love and full of angst. Fast-paced but also a slow burn. PS: the cover isn't mine.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

Su Chen, who is tired of following the villainous plot, where he is hunted down by the protagonist’s halo finally decided to call it quit. “Okay, this is the final time that I am repeating this damn plot.” “What? All the heroines can hear my inner voice?… “….So what? You all heroines think that I will be your Licking dog? Low-rated Villain? Same Rich scumy-second generation who buys you everything following that damn original script?” “Sorry, but you are gravely mistaken, my dear!” ……… [No NTR][No Yuri] ………. (Real villain story begins after chapter 11-13 when mc decides to become unscrupulous and follow one’s interest.) ***Winner of 2022 yearly Villain book category contest**** …….. Additional tags:(Eavesdropping) ( villain mc) (smart mc) (No beta mc) (no boot-licking mc) ( no pretending to be hidden big-shot) (yandere) (tsundere) ( harem accepting mc) ( brain-wash) (kidnapping) (mindbreak) (Stockholm syndrome) (true love) (obsession) ( regret) ( redemption?) (Strong to stronger). **Cover as well as character Ai images are made and edited by myself via Fotor pro Ai app. **Add me to join invite-only author discord server^^ **English used is mostly Uk/British version.

It all came all of a sudden. My father got remarried. And I got myself a sister. "Wait! My stepmother is kind. And rather rich." "My sister is the idol; I had always liked her for so long." [Just as a fan.] "And with that, my high school life took a massive turn." [I am a reincarnator and a genius to boot with an artist system.] [So, what do you think?] [Welcome to my story.]

**Warning** Be sure to read the trigger warnings before starting! Trigger warnings: There are some explicit scenes, mentions of gore/violence, and other items mentioned in the Author's Note Updates every Tuesday! ****** Valerie Campbell is a ruthless CEO who runs a powerful investment empire by day and a dangerous drug operation by night. She's built an empire on manipulation and control, never letting anyone get close enough to break her hardened heart. Adelaide Mitchell is a stripper, fighting to survive and paying off her student loans, hospital bills, and gambling debt left behind by her late mother. Vulnerable but strong, she'll do anything to stay afloat even if it means being controlled by the one woman she despises: Valarie. As secrets unravel, power dynamics shift and emotions run wild, can Adelaide and Valarie overcome their demons, or will their toxic relationship destroy them both?

Synopsis In the quaint village of Turnipton, Marcus Griddle is a humble farmer with a simple life: tending to crops, avoiding chicken escapades, and enjoying the quiet. But everything changes when a mysterious voice from the sky informs him he has been chosen as the Hero of Light, tasked with defeating a Dark Lord and saving the world. Reluctantly thrust into a heroic role, Marcus discovers he possesses a quirky "Hero System" that insists he begin his journey immediately—complete with a shiny sword, a mothball-scented cloak, and boots that reflect his bewildered expression. As he grapples with threats to his farming productivity and the absurdity of his situation, Marcus sets out on an adventure that challenges his notions of heroism. With a blend of humor, unexpected challenges, and the unlikeliest of allies, Marcus learns that heroes can come in all shapes and sizes. Join him as he navigates a world of magic, mayhem, and self-discovery, all while trying to save his beloved turnips.

Her life was already circling the drain, and terminal cancer? Just the final kick. As if juggling her parents' emotional breakdowns wasn’t enough, “he”showed up—a weirdo with a lifeline, offering survival in exchange for a "small favor." She said yes, because clearly, why not make life even more complicated? Now, the weight of that decision hung over her like a bad haircut. Would this new path save her, or just squash her like a bug under the universe’s cruelly comedic boot? Knowing her luck, it’d probably be both.

Zoey is a stripper in need of dance lessons. when she meets the sexy, handsome billionaire, Mr Blackwood or as he is called, Master , sparks fly and passion burns. Master has only one rule don't fall in love. will Zoey break his rule and risk losing him? Or will they give in to the explosive Chemistry and live out their darkest fantasies

All it took for her perfectly crafted life to shatter was one night—a night with him. ..... Sabrina Kieran, the adopted and unloved daughter of the Kieran family, had been working as a stripper to support Kieran Holdings from behind the shadows. She thought she could please her family by not complaining, until her sister and her boyfriend tricked her. They drugged her and led her to the wrong room. That room happened to be her sister's fiance's suite. According to her sister's plan, Sabrina was supposed to be raped to death, bringing shame to the Kieran family. But things didn't go as planned. Sabrina ended up making out with Atticus Sawyer, her sister's fiance and the heir to the wealthiest family in Silverton City. .... “If you don't have something to talk about, I do,” the man's voice made her halt upon walking out of his suite. “You are the first woman to make my body react this way.” “What a flimsy excuse to make,” she said calmly, hiding the feeling of shame lingering in her. “Let's pretend this never happened between us,” she added, not understanding how she ended up in this man's bed with her sanity intact. “Sabrina Kieran, I can't forget about last night. That was the beginning of our marriage.” ____ What would become of Sabrina in her sudden marriage? When faced with the truth, proving everything she knew as lies, would she break down? Or fight for herself? Read on to find out what happens next. Follow me on Instagram @Authormuhammedshafa and TikTok @muhammedshafaauthor and Facebook: Author Shafa–Shinnystar 50 powerstone = 1 extra chapter 10GT= 1 extra chapter.

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

"Gosh, you and your Divine-Level items, you are so cocky, yet you are still garbage amongst other garbage compared to me." I said, looking at my agonizing enemy. "Yo- You just got lucky!" He screamed. "AHAHAHAH," I finally had gone insane after all these years. "LUCKY? FUCKING LUCKY?! DID YOU EVEN LOOK AT WHAT ITEMS YOU HAD? THOR'S HAMMER, HERMES'S BOOTS, THE SWORD OF ARTEMIS, AND THE ARMOR FORGED BY HEPHAISTOS! WHILE I HA- No, you know what, forget it, you're better off dead." "UnLuck", VR Novel, Author: ZeroKip.

R18 ***MATURE CONTENT*** Beautiful Aubrianne Ivanov, The student, the Hybrid, the stripper, and the aspiring Accountant. Raised by her single mom, had a tough childhood. With low self-esteem, she became an outcast and was alone one too many times for her liking. Time spent at her part-time job, she eventually grew into a brave, confident, and determined young woman who walked right into an opportunity that would change her life forever. Will Aubrianne truly feel whole? Will she find what has been missing in her life? Will she allow herself happiness and joy? Will she find love, and most importantly, will she survive what's to come? Join Aubrianne on her journey as she discovers a whole new world and who/what she is. She also navigates all the heartbreak, betrayal, drama, and exciting and thrilling events that come her way... Excerpt: Aubrianne quickly jumped out of the vehicle and ran around to him. Then she heard her father's words, "Take him to the dungeons." Four men from her father's personal security stepped up to arrest Zayne to drag him off to the dungeons, and suddenly, the open atmosphere became charged and suffocating at the same time. Suddenly, the light and breezy atmosphere became still. When everyone under pressure struggled to look at the source, including the security guards, who suddenly looked pale, they saw a calm Aubrianne clutching her necklace in her hand, her eyes glowing that gorgeous blue, indicating Leia was out and very present and feral. "No one touches him." Aubrianne had stepped in front of her mate. The top of her head reached a little below Zayne's chest, and she spoke low and deadly. It was a fatal command that not one of them could refute. If they choose to fight her command, they die.

Getting pregnant by her boss after a one-night stand and suddenly leaving her job as stripper was the last thing Serena had hoped for, and to make matters worse he is the heir to the mafia. Serena is calm while Christian is fearless and outspoken but somehow the two have to make it work. When Christian forces Serena to go through with a fake engagement she tries her hardest to fit in the family and the luxurious life the women live while Christian is fighting as hard as he can to keep his family safe, but everything takes a turn when the hidden truth about Serena and her birth parents comes out. Their idea was to play pretend until the baby was born and the rule was to not fall in love, but plans don't always go as expected. Will Christian be able to protect the mother of his unborn child? And will they end up catching feelings for one another?

it was something she shouldn't have done, but it was already done. Now all she could do was try to run away. but no matter where she went the billionaire was set to find her. she was his new found oxygen, something he didn't want to let go. Aleric a self made billionaire from millionaire. a handsome bachelor wanted to be own by every lady. A cold hearted king, had a one night stand with a stripper and he was hell bent on finding her and claiming her. Sophia a stripper who has escaped from everything all her life found herself stuck to this man no matter where she ran or where she hid. . . . "You touch me, I stop, and you only let go when I tell you to," he said as he dived back in. All I could do was grip the sheets as I moaned in pleasure. . . . "it's Aleric"

The most loved K-pop idol, Lee Yong, had exhausted his creativity and reached a block. When he was frustrated about his inability to write music anymore, the new choreographer entered the company. The flirty perverted choreographer became his muse pretty soon. When he realised his love for the choreographer, he denied it for the sake of his career. When the adorable man confessed first, he rejected the choreographer cruelly. But later, he did not want to see his man being pursued by others, and he was determined to get his man back. Choi Haneul hid all his schemes and revenge plans under his shameless perverted behaviour as he entered the entertainment company. Taking revenge was his main job while being a choreographer was a side hustle. He was attracted to the boyband's leader, and he noticed the leader was also stealing glances filled with desire. Hence he started to crave more than the glances. Choi Haneul closed his heart long back and never wanted to be in a relationship. But he wanted to open his heart to the idol and be in a relationship. With all hope, when he confessed, the idol rejected him cruelly. So what would he do when the charming band leader tried to win him back? Or will he choose his revenge over love which comes with many terms and conditions? While the tug of war was going on between the choreographer and the band leader, band members smartly chose the choreographer’s side and ate melon seeds every day as they watched one drama after another instead of helping their leader. *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to try the steak from that new place. But all the tables are booked for a month. Lee Yong: Surprise! I invited the chef to cook the streak for our first date this Friday. Choi Haneul: I will come to eat, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Our choreographer is the best!!!! *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to watch that new movie. My free time and the movie screening time are not in sync. Too bad! Lee Yong: Surprise! I have already made arrangements. We will watch the movie in my flat for our first date. Choi Haneul: I would like to have cheese popcorn while watching the movie, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Yay!!! We are in for the movie night! *************************** Choi Haneul: I really wanted those dancing boots, but it is out of stock. Lee Yong: I knew you would like it. So I bought it for you. Choi Haneul: Thanks. Let me pay for it. Band member: Ouch, leader! Does it hurt too much???? *************************** Lee Yong: Where are you going all dressed up cutely? Choi Haneul: My first love is coming to the school reunion. I want to meet him. Lee Yong: Well, you are not going anywhere but my bed today. Band members: What?????? *Ding Dong* Choi Haneul: My first love is here to pick me up! Band members: Woooo hooo!!!!! *************************** Join the journey of the stubborn idol and the shameless choreographer to see what they would choose? Will Lee Yong choose love over his career? Will Choi Haneul choose love over his well-crafted revenge? P.s: The cover belongs to the rightful owner, and it will be removed if the original owner asks to do so. WARNING: THIS IS A GAY LOVE STORY WITH EXPLICIT CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, SPARE THE NOVEL. Discord: https://discord.gg/jSQxjwPV5s Instagram: lazii_ladii

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.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

Note: (Disclaimer at end of abstract). Synopsis: "In the heart of the boundless Phantom Continent, rests a cursed region smack in the centre of all that is known, aptly named as the Central Region. A domain shrouded in perpetual gloom, despair clings to every shadow and its sole purpose seems to be crushing the souls and dreams of the unfortunate souls that take shelter upon its land. Life is a fight for Existence and Reality however cruel, is alas never what it seems to be. Whispers of precious ore, ancient artefacts and ruins of ancient civilisations only lead to ruin - factions descend to lay claim to these scraps like vultures, blades quench the thirst of the land with rivers of fire, which mirror the stars from afar that flicker in isolation with an insatiable desire. Amongst the chaotic lands, a tale starts. An adventure, a mistake, a ghost, a foreigner, a world, many worlds, alliances, betrayals, intertwined fates and dangers fraught at every corner. A protagonist that isekai's into a still living being in an earnest bid to grow stronger and a pitiful soul that longs for what was once share a mysterious bond. Destiny is calling, the line between the living and dead is blurred, the powerful shape Reality, however amongst this rollercoaster of events, the shadows vie for their own nefarious purposes, for the shadows are always watching. As if life wasn't a misery as it were, it hit Zuck Borris with the roll of a die - the odds were never in his favour. Firstly, a stranger gave him the old boot - throwing his soul out to the dogs in the streets. Then a mysterious voice started talking to him. Yet it didn't seem to be doing him any favours in reclaiming his flesh and bones. Meanwhile that backstabbing fiend didn't even notice his existence and already seemed to be bringing trouble to his body. Roland, however, was as calm as the ocean bed. Some ignorant fools seemed to be scheming against him. Ever since he answered that damn call, his life seemed to become more troublesome. However, perhaps there was some part of him that smirked at this opportunity, to gain control over his life with enough strength to face all that may come his way. Who protects this Reality, that Reality and everything in between? Can a mortal man spit upon the immortal obstacle that tightens its grasp to crush all beneath it? Can the rivers burn what they touch as the worlds collide and the sun is all but lost? Are answers always to be sought? Turn that chapter if you so dare..." Disclaimers: There will be content in this webnovel that covers potential sensitive areas to some, including - violence (fighting), abusive language (swearing / cussing), concepts of self-harm (some bullied characters may consider self-harm), divide in society (different factions/ power levels) & other similar concepts that usually apply to any cultivation/ sci-fi webnovel. Also, the start is more world-building focused, so do saddle in your seatbelts and work through the first 20 chapters to get a feel of what we have in store. :)

A thing of beauty is lost forever. Charmaine Grace Flores used to be the Queen of Charms back in college. She was brainy, beautiful, and filthy rich. But that's all in the past now. On her 20th birthday, a fire incident claimed the lives of her parents. She lost everything. The fire incident left a scar, physical and emotional, that will never heal. Unable to find closure 12 years after the incident, she returned to Blake City to find the truth. But first, she must find work, or else she'll be booted out of her apartment. Marco Tarragona is the CEO of Tarra Gona, a multi-million dollar company in the print and digital industry. He strives to be recognized as a Tarragona. But what can an illegitimate son expect from a family whose loyalty is to their own legitimate progeny? After all, he's just a necessary bastard for the clan's future. Rosso is a disgraced police detective turned painter. He vowed to never return to Blake City. But a cash-strapped artist needs money. So he signed a contract to commission paintings. But will his priorities change now that the 'Tarragona's hound' is in town? Isabella Anne Gray has a past she wants to forget. She has a secret tied to Charmaine's fate that night of February 29th when Charmaine's house was ravaged by fire. But what's in store for Charmaine? When her past comes to haunt her.

You know how people say "read carefully, you might end up there someday"? Yeah, I should've listened. Here I am, transmigrated into a novel I speed-read while binging forty others. All I remember is some guy named Bonner (seriously, who names their protagonist that?) collecting waifus like they're poker cards at the galaxy's most prestigious academy. Oh, and said academy has the worst security record since... well, ever. The good news? I'm Lloyd Armstrong, son of one of the galaxy's best cybernetic surgeons. The bad news? Everything else. Let's see, I'm a half-breed in a galaxy that treats us like gum stuck to their space-boots, I have no access to the System (you know, the thing that gives LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE powers). At least I dodged the death trap known as Alexandria Academy. Now I just have to survive an apprenticeship with a war that has been raging for millions of years that spans an entire galaxy. But at least I'm not dealing with the protagonist's plot armor shenanigans, right? ...Right?