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Don't let yourself get swept off your feet by this cowboy. The son of Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira, the most legendary cowboy of all time, and Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira, the worlds richest man, Buck Danilo Taylor-Pereira is the reason heartbreak country music is written with his gorgeous dimples and panty dropping smile he will have you swooning within seconds. No one can escape his charm and his new young personal assistant is no different. What will Danilo do when everything in his head screams no but his heart roars yes. Will the cowboy follow in his fathers' footsteps or bring a new level of drama to a family known for chaos? Book Two of the 'His' series. Follow Book one, His Cowboy for the beginning of one of the most legendary relationships of all time!

One day, I was dying being stabbed by an “unsatisfied” client, leaving me in a cold dark alley with only my memories and regrets. I closed my eyes looking and my friend, the moon itself, my sole companion who will actually care for my final rest. The next day, I was awake and alive, in the same body type, but with a different face, a new name and in another place. I was not in that alley anymore, I was in an old vintage type of room. Next thing I knew, all the memories of he dead person whose body I took over came over me. Turns out, I, was now Amelia Cora Baker, a girl whose mother left her living in the family as a servant while she and her new family would get all the spoils and left Amelia to fed out of scraps. But I wasn’t going to let them use me as they see fit! I would avenge the original Amelia and impersonate her with my knowledge in business and marketing and get out of the house as soon as possible! My plan consists in a variety of very specific steps: Step number 1: Get a job or jobs. As long as they legal, it doesn’t matter how much they pay, & try to stay out of the house as much as possible. Step 2: Leave the family and get Amelia’s biological father’s inheritance and leave for a place close to the city. —> Step 2b: if winter caughts you before hand, then settle on a place for the winter and then continue on searching in spring. Step 3: (Whether you’ve made it to the city or not yet) Create your own products. Start with the basics: bread, milk products such as cheese and yogurt, cookies and even baked goods such as pies and cakes. Step 4: Start contracting people to work for you. Whether they’re women or children doesn’t matter as long as they do a good job. Step 5: Open a small store in the city to sell the things that you produce and make business partners with other people & traders. —> Note: Only when you’ve finally found a permanent place to settle in. Step 6: Create your own shelter for women & children to help them get back on their feet. Step 7: Keep working hard until retirement. Next thing I know I have a HUGE market inside an ENORMOUS place with millions of customers. Small businesses would make deals with me to sell their products in my place and even royalty and people from other countries would come just to take a look at what I can offer. I literally made my OWN Emporium! My life could not be better right? Wait, what do you mean that the pair of e enslaved twins that I rescued, safely helped them and raised them turned out to be big shots?! What?! You mean the baby girl who I found in the road was the lost princess of a neighbouring Empire?! Huh?! What do you mean that my little half-Elf boy became the new King of Elves? What’s next?! That the man that got me pregnant is actually the new Tyrant of this Kigndom?! . . . . Oh oh.

After an unfortunate encounter with Truck-kun, Kieran Darkmoon suddenly found himself transported to a world full of women, where men are as rare as a unicorn and the cultivation game is anything but straightforward! With a lewd system that rewards him for getting frisky, Kieran quickly learns that pleasure is the path to power! From racy encounters with sect elders to sneaky adventures in the weapon pavilion, every sexy escapade earns him points—and who doesn’t love a good point system? As he navigates his way through a harem of powerful women, bizarre quests, and comically awkward situations, Kieran is determined to rise above his circumstances (and maybe get some snacks along the way). Join Kieran as he juggles dual cultivation techniques, earns outrageous bonuses, and uncovers hidden treasures—all while trying to stay out of trouble (and in others pants!). With epic battles, outrageous rewards, and enough steamy moments to keep you blushing, "Lewd System in a Cultivation World Filled with Women" is a hilariously naughty adventure you won’t want to miss! Buckle up for a journey where every encounter is a chance to level up in more ways than one!

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.

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)

Over time, magic falls to the corruption of emotions. Only Starborn Unicorns can use the complex cleansing magics to fix it. Ash is the last of her kind, holding the burden alone and she is breaking under its strain. The gods that would have helped her carry the burden have been cut off from the world. Unless something changes, she’ll die during the next cleansing. Desperate to save not just her, but a world that they cherish, the gods strike a deal. Without them, a new god has been born into the world they can no longer touch. He isn’t as restricted as them, can interfere to a small degree. A deal is made, he will forge a connection between two worlds, give them an opportunity to find a way to buy more time. In exchange, he seeks to strengthen himself and join their pantheon in full. As the god of wealth, connections, and entertainment he’ll use the link to let those of the dying world experience something new, hoping to gain worship. They’ll use it to try to save the dying world and, perhaps, keep the other from making the same mistakes. Under the guise of a game named Fantastoria, they connect the worlds. Ash is given a chance to live in that world while her body sleeps in her own. She’ll help tie the worlds together because they will either thrive together or fall alone.

[Complete] Who could be more unlucky than her? She inexplicably fell down a mountain, lost her memory, was forcibly taken back to a villa by an overbearing and sly CEO for investigation, and on top of that, she had to deal with him constantly tearing at her clothes, wanting to find hidden cameras. The sly CEO said, "Want to leave? Complete your last task first!" "I want Italian ice cream!" a pregnant woman pouted with red lips, patting her swollen belly. "It's the middle of the night, darling, no ice cream, have a banana instead." His gaze was burning. "It's not me who wants it, it's your son who does!" the pregnant woman cooed. Thus, a private jet flew directly to Europe overnight, and when she woke up in the morning, she and her baby were already in Italy.

“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?

Celeste Everhart (18) never expected a second chance—to reclaim her voice, and her fate, and uncover the truths that remained buried in her first life. Once an unwanted heiress sacrificed to the secretive and ruthless Brightwell family, Celeste forced herself to become something she could never imagined herself to be. A shark. Celeste saw a glimpse of what was hidden in the shadows at night and had failed to take her place in the Brightwell family. Or rather they had failed her. With the weight of her past life’s memories, Celeste knows what she would do differently… or so she believes. Yet, the more she navigates through these familiar yet treacherous waters, the more she discovers just how little she truly understands. And in this life, three men from her past emerge in ways she could never have foreseen: Avond Brightwell (28) the man she once loved so deeply that he became her voice and her world. But as hidden layers reveal themselves, Celeste begins to wonder—was Avond the man she thought he was? Or is he something far more dangerous? Tiel Brightwell (22) the one who once despised her, mocked her silence, and later fathered her only child. Now, he seems capable of kindness and perhaps even love, but Celeste can’t forget the pain he caused. Will she forgive him, or will she let go of who she was to destroy him? Even when he had not committed the crimes he committed in the past? Gen Callisto (23) the shadow from her sister’s stories, is a self-made millionaire with a tragedy looming in his future. Drawn to him in unexpected ways, Celeste must decide if she can save him from the darkness, or let him perish with the rest. As Celeste battles between love, loyalty, and the desire for vengeance, she faces a final question: will she remain the person she was before and let her new life take its course? Or will she let the hurt of her past turn her heart cold? After all, what better vengeance than to come back with the heart of a shark? -------- Disclaimer: The story begins with Celeste's first life— so please stay tuned because it will be worth it!

SYNOPSIS: After a painful separation from her boyfriend, Bing Shi gets an opportunity to meet him again. Under one condition. To get her wish granted, she will have to travel to different worlds and finish all the assigned missions from the System HeadQuarters. In each of these universes, she's thrust into the company of the creme de la creme of men - alpha males who could stir butterflies in even the most self-assured and independent women. Will she be able to keep her cool around these magnetic hunks, or will her resolve crumble like a stale cookie? Amidst the chaos, Bing Shi stands firm: "I want only one thing – my boyfriend." In a cosmos filled with temptation, will her loyalty and love for her boyfriend emerge victorious? [Author's Note]: Don't be fooled by the term "quick transmigration." Each arc is a full-length romance novel in its own right, complete with side characters that are capable of development. :3 Illustrator/Artist: E.Y.R. E.Y.R's Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/_snoozy_cat_/

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

Liora’s body ached, every muscle screaming in pain as she lay trapped. Lucian had been watching her silently, his cold eyes never leaving her. When he disappeared into the bathroom, she seized the chance. She was weak, but she had to act—this was her only shot. He returned with a small tube of cream, gently massaging it into her raw wrists. Despite the tenderness, it only deepened her feeling of helplessness. With desperation fueling her, she kicked him back and grabbed the syringe from the bedside table. She lunged at him, but he was too fast. In seconds, he was on top of her, pinning her hands above her head. His grin sent a chill through her. "You're full of surprises," he whispered. She fought to turn her face away as his lips brushed her neck, but his grip was unyielding. He stood slowly, enjoying her torment, then leaned down, his breath warm against her ear. "Soon, Baby Girl. Soon."

Pharai Alya had given up everything to follow his dream of one day living in Egypt. As the leader of a new discovery in the Valley of the Kings that may as well change history as we know it, he finds out that Egyptology was not as much of a dead religion as he thought. A mysterious and dangerous love interest conveys whatever he is about to discover will change his life forever. What will he do when he discovers that gods may possibly roam on Earth with humans and what will he do when he finds out that they are closer to him than he thought?

"Yuri, Pringles! We're out of Pringles!" "Great! 8 boxes of ramen! No, 10 boxes in exchange!" "Cola is clearly a product of the devil!" Cider, cola, cookies, ramen. I don't have any, so I'll make them.

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

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”

What would you do if you met a mysterious charming stranger, but could never fully see his face? That was the very predicament Cloud Belmont found himself in. It was unusual to find the spark one had been searching for, for so many years on Palace Grounds, but somehow they had found each other. Although this mysterious man knows everything about Cloud. Cloud has not even seen the face of the person he spends endless amounts of hours with. Follow Cloud’s journey on finding out who the man is and his own journey on finding himself.

"It felt like every cell of my body was purposefully made to one day defeat Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. I had every desire to be better than him. To be stronger, smarter and more loved. It was maddening; a desperate plea for survival. I was on the right track... That was until his eyes met mine and he looked at me the way he did. At that moment I felt like I would die." Connor Leandre Rennison and Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. Deputy Captain and Captain. Rugby Royalty and the son of the world's richest man. Fire and Ice. Sworn enemies from the first moment they laid sight on each other. Yet is that all they really are or is their hatred a cover for something more passionate. Something that could burn them both alive and leave them to be nothing but ashes. The third installment of the 'In Love series' by Matli_Unicorn. Check out Edward In Love and Ethan in Love to follow the 'Chernyshevsky-Coleman' family on their journey of love.

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.

【Crazy Reborn × Foodie Transmigrator】 When he held the knife of self-destruction and pierced through the hearts of two people, he smiled and said that he wanted to be buried forever on Valentine's Day. Reborn on the day he first saw her in the mental hospital, Henry Smith was surrounded by twisted mental power. This time, he had sharpened the shackles in advance - even if he had to break all her wings, he would raise the holy sister into his exclusive creeper. Forced to become the affectionate female lead, Clara Jones stumbled back when she saw the wedding ring handed to her. When the boy wrapped her wrist with a blood-stained ribbon, she trembled and took out a chocolate bar: "Little brother, do you want some dark chocolate to calm your nerves?" On the day when Wenya's bamboo horse sent the wedding dress, he crushed the ribs that stored the crystal core; When the thunderous ability user Lei Ming came to save the scene, he broke the wrist bone of the man holding the gun. All men who try to take away her gaze are made into wandering puppet zombies. "All doomsday dawns should be burned to ashes", moist fingertips roll over the cream at the corner of her lips, "I want my sister's eyes... only reflecting the blood-colored aurora of the demon king." Sick Notebook Double main line before and after wearing the book: It turns out that the hidden layer of the wedding ring cut open by the original owner at the end contains her implicit love for the sick younger brother (pseudo-sea king true salvation) Reverse ability: Mental control madman × space materialization foodie (whenever there is a crisis, the female lead will materialize a luxury sashimi platter) Doomsday Rose Tattoo: The blood-stained white ribbon at the beginning → the satin ribbon wrapped around the wedding dress → the baby blanket ribbon throughout the article [heart] Now, the fox-eyed younger brother is tilting his head to untie your nurse's uniform buttons, and the ice ability user in the distance is collapsing—— Push open / Use cheese cake to block his mouth

Born in the hell hole of Space Port 69, Rue’s a human Omega desperate to leave the alien whore house she calls home. Defying all odds, she masquerades as an Alpha and obtains a scholarship to the Ivy League of all space institutions. HAKON University is an all-male school that trains the cream of the crop—future leaders of the galaxies. Rue's just here to graduate, pretend to have a dick and then flee into the workforce, that is until the legendary Seirios pack sets their eyes on her. They’re the future emperors—aliens with godlike abilities that make them rulers of their species. But with excessive power comes the price of testosterone-fuelled insanity that cannot be soothed. An esper will always need his guide. They’ve been searching for a final member to quell their raging soul— an eighth to complete their pack. Millions have tried for a taste of the peak, but none have succeeded, and thousands die from their power unable to withstand the bond. Seirios doesn’t chase their prey, they don’t have to, but this time the seven Alphas want Rue.

Vol 1: The Unicorn's Forest Charlie Rivers is a 14-year old girl who is trying to get through high school without being noticed when she finds herself hearing a voice asking for help when she is only one of two who can hear it. She agrees, despite the fact the other person is someone she doesn't like. When she meets the 'voice' that needed help, she learns that it's a unicorn, yet she's the only one who seems to be able to see the horn. Everyone else thinks it's a horse. Charlie also learns that by having agreed to help the unicorn, she'd gotten herself involved with a group of friends, including the other person who can hear the unicorn, that she hadn’t been really involved with before. Not only is it changing her normal schedule drastically, given she hadn’t hung out with anyone before, but even her personal space seems under attack at times. As she continues to help the unicorn, she funds that going back to how she was isn’t as attractive as it had once been, before she was helping the unicorn but also she wonders if she really would want to. *Minor spoiler in the synopsis for vol. 2 if you haven't read vol. 1* Vol 2: Tip of Other Worlds Charlie and her friends begin traveling to other worlds in search of the world that the griffin canyon connects to. While they do that, Charlie finds herself torn with wanting to grow her relationship with Alex and beginning the expedition through different worlds. Then as the expedition begins, she finds more than she ever expected to find on other worlds, but ever in the back of her mind is the dream she had in which Beth, her best friend, dies in. A dream she's determined to keep from happening, even if she has to sacrifice the friendship that's come to mean so much to her. *Minor spoilers in vol. 3 synopsis* Vol. 3: Acclimating to a New World Charlie leaves her friends and is taken by The Lost. Her friends continue on and encounter a family who has the same disease they had just recovered from. While helping them, they learn about how this world is that of a matriarchal society and has been since ancient times. What that means they can't say, only that it's going to be awkward. Charlie comes to after a while, feeling like her brain had been I'm a fog and that she had been in a waking dream, only to find she's naked and in a kind of cage where she learns she's been taken as a slave. While she has no idea how this happened, she's determined to find a chance to successfully get out of that situation. Mature content will be either through implications or will only extend to the edge of it. The cover art was ai generated. If anyone has any thoughts or comments about this book they'd like to say, but not leave a record of it here, I can be contacted at etherelemental@gmail.com

Joseph and Mary have been enemies since childhood. later in high school, Mary teases John for not having a girlfriend. John did not want to be below Mary as he always has been all his life trying to prove Mary wrong by changing completely from his nerd self into a play boy in order to hook up with woman who are know as "cream of the crop" . Mary, who looks up to her sister, does her best to shadow her and have a prestigious reputation. These two enemies slowly understand each other as they battle with their challenges. Is this a spark of love, or is it a mere coincidence?.

Viella Ivelle, the forgotten daughter of King Peter Emris of Olaos, has spent her life as a servant to the family she once belonged to, branded as a bearer of misfortune since the death of her mother, Queen Maristella. Stripped of her titles, she endures cruelty from both her family and the palace servants. Her only escape is the flicker of hope that one day, she will be free—to love, to be loved, and to carve a path of her own. But on her eighteenth birthday, Viella learns the shocking truth: she was already promised to Alastor Kavish, nephew to the powerful Lunar Mage Raden Ovenash, the protector of the kingdom. The catch? Alastor is a ghost—missing since the day he was born, leaving Viella bound to a future she never chose. Desperate to break free, Viella sets off on a journey to find Alastor and end the engagement once and for all. But the world beyond the palace is far more dangerous and complex than she ever imagined. As she journeys into unknown lands, Viella uncovers a realm of secrets, dark forces, and hidden powers that could either grant her the freedom she’s longed for—or bind her to a fate more perilous than she ever dreamed. In the midst of it all, Viella finds herself trapped in a heart-wrenching choice. Two men, both claiming her heart, but with vastly different futures. One is a prince, risking everything in a deadly bid for the throne, willing to sacrifice his life for a crown that may never be his. The other is Alastor Kavish, an elite soldier with a dark past, whose mysterious scars conceal even darker secrets. Will Viella succeed in breaking her chains and claiming her freedom? Or will she be forced to choose between the dangerous prince who could offer her an empire or the tortured soldier whose love is as deep and complex as the secrets he hides?

"Congratulations! You have unlocked the Villain System! Now laugh maniacally or face a penalty." Leonel was just an average gamer obsessed with MMORPGs… until he woke up inside one, reincarnated as a minor villain destined to die in 30 days! To make things worse, he gets a Villain System that forces him to complete ridiculous evil tasks to gain power: "Give a dramatic monologue in the middle of battle!" (+20% Strength while talking!) "Steal a cookie from a child!" (+5 to Sneakiness!) "Build a villain lair!" (But you can only afford popsicle sticks!) The problem? He doesn’t WANT to be a villain! Yet, the more he tries to avoid it, the more the world sees him as an evil genius. Now, he must: Survive the cliché hero who wants him dead! Escape even stronger villains who see him as a rival! Deal with a chaotic harem where every girl loves him for increasingly ridiculous reasons! Outsmart the system itself, because even destiny is messing with him! If you love comedy, action, and villains who don’t want to be villains, then join this wild ride and find out: Just how hard is it to be a villain… when you don’t want to be one?!

✧ Note: THIS IS AN ORIGINAL WORK! Some chapters may include strong language and voilence. Also, NO ROMANCE so ya'll can chop chop if you are expecting some lovely dovely slow romance. ⇶3 chaps per week! know that every chap after the first five will be around 2-3k words. Now you are free to read the synopsis and maybe give my silly, shiny novel a try? I swear it gets better as chaps go by- (⁠.⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ᴗ⁠ ⁠❛⁠.⁠) ─────────────────── SYNOPSIS: ...I kind of removed it༼⁠;⁠'⁠༎ຶ⁠ ⁠۝ ⁠༎ຶ⁠༽ GIVE ME FEW DAYS I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING!!!!! I'm bad at it so just....read the first five chaps or sth and you'll understand what is happening... ..idk? Trust the process?ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ ─────────────────── ✧【 Like this beautiful creation of mine? if so, please support by gifting shiny cookies (votez) (≧◡≦)//】 ✧ Cover: @youresbee

Follow me on instagram, for more content like She Said Marry Me?! azora.angelina Have you ever fallen in love? Met the right guy? Or fantasize about your future wedding? Julia, a highschool senior, goes to her parents' bestfriends' house party, the Celios. Uh oh, empty cookie jar. Mom and Dad are cooking up something fishy. Worrying about her parents' scheme, not knowing the full situation, she confesses an undying proposal to the Celios's son in front of the whole world. Shockingly, his answer begins a whole new life for Julia. She'll have to fulfill her role for what she has gotten into and maybe, she'll learn more family secrets along the way.

A Holy Unicorn is Reborn in the Primordial Era of a fresh new world. watch as he has to make its way through a chaos filled world and make it a place where he and his race can live

Ten years ago, Yoon Seo saved the world under the name Seo Chaeyoon, but now lives as an anonymous hunter. He plans to die immediately after fulfilling all the last wishes of his deceased comrades, but these wishes, like “3 million squats,” “catching ten 9-kg sea breams,” and “baking 10,000 chocolate crack cookies,” are making it very difficult for him to commit su*cide. One day, Seok-yeong, a world-renowned large guild, merges with Yoon Seo’s guild and forms a team with several hunters. Kwon Ji-han, the world’s top hunter whom Yoon Seo meets in the team, immediately recognizes that Yoon Seo is special and approaches him. Although Yoon Seo initially dislikes Kwon Ji-han due to his arrogant first impression, he soon realizes that Kwon Ji-han is a righteous and good person. Yoon Seo, who abandoned justice long ago, feels frustrated and depressed when he sees Kwon Ji-han. The past from ten years ago keeps resurfacing. Kwon Ji-han keeps catching his eye. Will Yoon Seo be able to fulfill the last wishes and die peacefully? DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT THE AUTHOR NEITHER IT'S TRANSLATOR.

The cover art does not belong to me. Cookies and credit to who ever did make it! Grown up as a sheltered child in a violent world, 9th Prince Cain Ra'Van did not grow up like his siblings. Instead of learning how to fight he spend his childhood playing games. And in this warlike Kingdom that in itself is almost a sin. This came back to bite him when the kingdom destroyed and he lost almost all of his protection. He promised to get stronger, but it was too late and thus he died with regrets. So when he wakes up in his 12 year old body he desideds to set things right. This book is a complete mess and is still a work in progress, but chapter one is complete, so you really should read it. Leave a review and tell me how I did. Previous chapters are subject to change.