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Dark Sapphic Bully Romance - Glyndon Walton: The Waltons, my family, are on top of the world, and very conservative. I’m a good girl who goes to church every Sunday to confess my sins. I’m loyal to my boyfriend aka my future husband. + Katherine Andrews: Since the rumor about me being a lesbian was spread around school, Glyndon and her group never stopped bullying me at school. I just had to bear the bullying a little longer, But I couldn’t… I needed to break her, to hurt her, to make her beg and cry, to destroy her, to make her desperate for me, to show her how much she wants and needs me… I needed her… ______ This book contains. + Good Girl (Bully) X Disrepute biker Girl (The Victim??) +A hint of sport romance +Gay awakening +Biker Girl + Crawling back to her +Height difference +Dark Romance + Stalking

HERE’S TO SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL The rain hasn’t fallen on Mercer Street in over forty years. Water is rationed, the market thrives, and the people live hidden from time itself—until she appears. Margo arrives at the doorstep of an old apartment house, soaked from head to toe in something impossible. Rain. She doesn’t know where she came from. She doesn’t remember how she got there. But she smells like a storm from another time, and that scent is about to change everything. Park and Key, longtime friends and misfits of Mercer, take her in—one fascinated, the other suspicious. As they uncover the mysteries of her past, they find themselves tangled in a web of forgotten histories, secret societies, and a reality they were never meant to question. Time folds. The past whispers. And in a world where water is worth more than gold, the girl with the rain might just be the key to everything. A mind-bending dystopian fantasy soaked in jazz, opium smoke, and the scent of lost memories. Mystery, time distortion, and a city lost in its own legend A girl who shouldn’t exist—and the men drawn into her storm Secrets buried beneath the market and the gatekeepers who guard them A journey through a world where the past is a whisper and the future is unwritten Here’s to something beautiful. Here’s to what comes next.

La nueva novela Espacio de Renacimiento: Encanto de los 80 ha sido lanzada. Como la hija mayor de la rama principal de la Familia Yang, el placer de Yang Ruxin era construir la fortuna familiar y apoyar a sus hermanos menores. Pero, ¿por qué ese hombre ciego y cojo era un Espíritu Tan Persistente? Cuando ella cocinaba, él venía a encender el fuego; Cuando ella montaba su puesto, él seguía para pregonar sus productos... —Digo, señor Gu, ¿tiene que ayudar con todo lo que hago? —preguntó Yang Ruxin con un toque de molestia. —Sí. —el señor Gu asintió seriamente. —Entonces ahora quiero... —Esposa. —El señor Gu se levantó rápidamente de su silla de ruedas—. Mientras no nos separemos, te daré todo lo que quieras.

A veteran player of "Starry Abyss" and a Meteor Fall Master known as Ace Bro, Li Zi came to the game world with his system template, arriving at the era of the game's beta version. This was the worst of times. Cosmic forces and financial magnates colluded, causing The Gate to the cosmos to be shut, planets' resources exhausted, even sunlight monopolized. It was also the best of times. All the Extraordinary Systems had just started, and in this era, only he possessed the final version patch as a Meteor Fall Master. While people reveled in the smoke of plasma cannons, Li Zi had already torn apart warships with Gravity. As Special Ability users proudly indulged in their awakened abilities, Moonlight had already become a servant to Li Zi. When the Interstellar Fleet crossed the Galaxy, Li Zi had just ignited the forty-second Stellar, illuminating the entire cosmos. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long and have forgotten that this Starry Sky should belong to us all," he said gently, holding a black hole in his hand while facing an indescribable native Evil God.

I truly was the Great Sage Equalling Heaven and never changed; Just like causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, breaking through the spiritual firmament, my defiance undying. I wish to be equal with heaven, an unconquerable being, From now on, free and unfettered. What I hate will eventually vanish like smoke and clouds; What I protect will surely live on forever.

“Do you weep for me, my teacher?” She whispered. I pressed my lips to her shaking hand and was transported back to when I first met her thirty years earlier. “Yes, majesty. I weep for you.” I replied. “And I weep for my soul. I failed to protect you, and I deserve damnation for it.” My queen smiled, her blood-spattered face serene in the red haze of blood and smoke. “No, Lukas, you have fulfilled your duty. And you will serve me again in the glorious halls of our gods.” “With all my heart,” I whispered. Tears glittered in her eyes, “Call me by my name?” She asked, her voice quiet, weak. “Like you did when I was a little girl.” “Anna.” At the end of the world, a mage held his student in his arms as the light left her eyes. At the end of the world a mage stared down his attacker. At the end of the world, a mage died. And woke up thirty years before the end of the world. He's been given a second chance. And this time he's going to do it right.

# 1V1 # FONDNESSOVERTIME Shi Qians Stiefmutter stellte ihr eine Falle und zwang sie, einen vegetativen Mann zu heiraten. Es gab drei gute Dinge an ihm. Er war reich, gut aussehend ... und er konnte nicht aufwachen! Fu Sinian, der mehr als drei Jahre lang im Koma gelegen hatte, wachte auf und stellte fest, dass er plötzlich eine Frau hatte. Seine zierliche Frau war blond, schön und hatte lange Beine. "Wenn du mich nicht liebst, brauche ich dich nicht!" sagte Fu Sinian und warf kalt die Scheidungspapiere weg.***Nicht lange danach wurde der berühmte Shi Qian auf einem Foto in dem luxuriösen Auto des Großindustriellen Fu Sinian erwischt. Fu Sinian stellte dies öffentlich klar und sagte: "Fräulein Shi und ich sind miteinander bekannt": "Seid ihr nur Bekannte? Sie werden beide im selben Auto herumgefahren! Wir warten darauf, dass du uns mit deinen Worten ins Gesicht schlägst, junger Meister Fu! Neun Millionen Fans schauen zu und warten!" Wenig später wurde der in den Kreisen beliebte Shi Qian wieder einmal dabei fotografiert, wie er zur gleichen Zeit wie Fu Sinian das Hotel betrat und erst nach drei Tagen wieder herauskam. Fu Sinian stellte erneut klar: "Fräulein Shi und ich sind nicht in einer solchen Beziehung. Wir sind nicht zusammen. "Netizens: "Herr Fu muss bei seinen Bemühungen versagt haben! Wenn es ein Mädchen gibt, mit dem der junge Meister Fu in dieser Welt nicht umgehen kann, dann ist es seine Göttin Shi Qian!"Dreißig Millionen Fans aßen weiter Popcorn und sahen sich das Drama an! Später wurde Shi Qian, die zweihundert Millionen Fans hat, bei der Preisverleihung für die beste Schauspielerin krank! Fu Sinian betrat langsam die Bühne, umarmte Shi Qians Taille und sagte: "Vielen Dank für die Anteilnahme aller. Frau Fu ist schwanger mit unserem zweiten Kind!"Alle zweihundert Millionen Fans waren verwirrt. Die schöne Shi Qian war mit ihrem zweiten Kind schwanger? Sie verfolgten die ganze Zeit, wie sich das Drama entwickelte! Wann haben sie denn nicht mehr mitgemacht?

"Raindrops fell over the two silhouettes remaining in the park. They leaned onto each other, providing a warm refuge that nullified the freezing water. The two girls allowed the tears of the sky to wash all their thoughts away, hands intertwined in the process. Love was the only console they had left." Adda has had an overall harsh and mediocre life, with controling parents and lack of meaningful friendships. However, pnce she meets Tania, her life starts changing uncontrolably, suffering a rollercoaster of emotions full of problems that will try to destroy her. Will she be able to find her way out of it? And what will become of their friendship?

She sits there, bare feet crossed, a cigarette loosely held between her slender fingers. Wisps of silver smoke curl lazily around her, dancing to an unseen rhythm. Amber eyes glimmer with amusement as she smirks, gaze piercing through the very pages you are reading. "Do you think this is just a story? You're wrong. This is a game. And me? I'm just a spectator, watching how interesting it becomes." Another voice cuts through her musings. Author: "Aren’t you going to give them a warning?" The Fox tilts her head, lips curling into an amused smile. "The only warning I have for them? They'll lose money. Because this story is just that good." Blurb: A lost soul awakens within a misty void, reborn in a world where gods are not just myths—they are the very laws that shape reality. Here, dreams, memories, and fate itself are bound by forces beyond comprehension. Bestowed with an extraordinary ability, he is given the chance to step beyond the fragile boundary between life and death. But each return comes at a cost—fragments of his memory, pieces of his emotions, or perhaps... parts of himself. Shattered glimpses of reality intertwine, where death is not the end but a door leading to secrets long buried. In this world, everything follows a law—except for one thing. Death never truly ends. So when the river falls silent… what will remain? This is the English version of When the River Fall Silent, read the Vietnamese version here: https://www.webnovel.com/book/32215080608337705

Kim Soyeon a normal working lady who has a very attractive figure and is really very beautiful. All of the men at her company and neighborhood drools over her but she doesn't give them the face because she not into men. She is straight out lesbian who only wants women. But soon a fated encounter with a mythical dragon changes the life of Kim Soyeon. It's a lesbian and intersex story with harem filled with many beautiful women.

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

A reunion of old friends turns into a drunken plea for help as a suddenly homeless and helpless Sarah begs for shelter, and says she will do anything....which leads to the signing of a strange contract. Genre: Romance | Lesbian Fiction | UPDATE: Early release chapters on Patreon. EBook: https://a.co/d/04fe0ssb Patreon: https://patreon.com/NightKitten

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THIS IS YOU. Juan Morales, a 24 year old nobody, wastes away in the dreary town of Dullsville, where the height of excitement is a pigeon feeding contest. He lives in a basement apartment under a chain smoking landlord, a gangly, awkward otaku drowning in pirated High School DxD episodes and Naruto manga, dreaming of a life beyond spilled coffee stains and a dead end job at the Dollar Dump. Weak, stammering, and invisible, he is the guy you would overlook until fate decides he is more than a loser with a cracked phone. One day, a blinding flash changes everything. A system activates, naming Juan the Chosen Vessel of Destiny, promising unparalleled power through missions that transform his mundane life into a saga of epic potential. He runs through Dullsville’s streets, climbs trees, and masters fire, starting a classic underdog journey of gritty effort and small victories. Yet as missions escalate, shadows loom, hinting at trials testing more than body and will. Will Juan rival the anime heroes he idolizes or crumble under destiny’s weight? Path to Eternal Supremacy offers a wild ride of transformation, where every step toward power unveils a darker, stranger world. This is you, chasing supremacy into the unknown at any cost.

Here lies Alice Carter, a woman once filled with ambition, now buried beneath the weight of her own desires. She was a dreamer, a believer in fairy tales spun from gold and silk, a woman who thought wealth could be the answer to all life’s miseries. She longed for a life where struggle was a distant memory, where cabs were replaced by chauffeurs and small apartments by grand estates. She wanted servants to anticipate her needs, luxury to soften life’s edges, and a man so wealthy that her worries would vanish like smoke in the wind. But in her pursuit of diamonds, she forgot the value of herself. And so, the dreamer died—not in a tragic accident or a cruel twist of fate, but in quiet surrender. What rose in her place was a woman trapped in velvet chains, bound by comfort yet suffocated by control. This is not her final story, but the beginning of her reckoning.

Welcome to Hell's Gate City, a sprawling metropolis inspired by Venice and the industrial heart of the Pride Ring. Situated in the Sea of Pride-a marshy region dominated by rivers, swamps, lakes, and towering factories-Hell's Gate is a city where pollution fills the air and danger lurks in every shadow. In this story, you'll follow Kain Longheart the rhythm demon, blind and former Pentagram City musician, who has left his old life behind to open Veildark Records a record label. Join Kain, his crow companion Greasy, Lenian Bloodbite, Rash, and other original characters on a near-lethal underground hunt for the Recorder-a device containing the only known recording of the infernal melody. Brace yourself for a journey where blood and jazz collide, all within the hellish landscape tied to the Hazbin Hotel universe. Ready to breathe in the smoke of the factories and dive into the dark canals of Hell's Gate City? Then let the hunt begin.

{WARNING: THIS BOOK IS HIGHLY SMUTTY} "Run, little bird." His voice is a whisper of sin and smoke, curling around my body like chains I cannot break. I should run. I should fight. But I don’t. Because he’s already caught me. A rough hand grips my throat, tilting my chin up—forcing me to meet his eyes. Red. Burning. Ravenous. "You can try to escape, little wife," he murmurs, his breath hot against my lips. "But we both know how this ends." I am his. Bound to the Devil. Trapped in his Hell. Luciel—King of the Underworld. Predator in human skin. A monster with a smile that undoes me, ruins me, devours me. Every whisper is a command. Every touch is a punishment. Every kiss is a slow death. And the worst part? I want more. His fingers trail down my spine, lower, lower—until I’m arching, trembling, drowning. "Look at you," he taunts, lips ghosting over my pulse. "So desperate for the monster you fear." I should hate him. I should fight harder. But then his lips brush my ear, and he chuckles—low, dark, merciless, making me give in to his darkhold. "Good girl."

TW: Sùicidal thoughts, language, drùgs, smoking, death, sèx. -Not recommended for younger audiences- hope y’all enjoy

In the heart of Seoul’s brutal underworld, power is everything, and loyalty is only as strong as the next betrayal. Kim Tae-sung, the ruthless and feared Street King, rules the criminal empire with an iron grip. But when an ambitious rival, Jinwoo, rises from the shadows, a bloody war erupts—one fueled by revenge, greed, and the ghosts of the past. At the center of it all is Kim Do-yun, Tae-sung’s most trusted enforcer, forced into an impossible choice when his family is threatened. Betray his king—or lose everything he loves. As alliances crumble and hidden enemies emerge, Hye-jin, a mysterious woman with deadly skills and a secret agenda, plays both sides—waiting for the perfect moment to strike. In a city where every handshake is a trap and every promise is a lie, who will survive, and who will fall? Love, betrayal, war, and revenge collide in The Street King, a high-stakes action thriller where the line between hero and villain disappears in the smoke of gunfire. The throne is up for grabs. But to claim it, one must walk through blood.

Everyone in the class was shocked when the news came: Sheena Hathaway married to Stephan Korade. It’s already the fourth year of the university, when every couple was destined to break up at such a moment. Therefore, no one would expect the bookworm Sheena would marry to the rich playboy Stephan Korade. “She must have put a curse on that handsome boy. How could the son of Bee Group, the biggest medical device company, marry a girl of nobody? ” everyone doubts like this. Except Stephan himself. “Sheena, please don’t ignore me in the campus, we’re a couple indeed.” Stephan begged in a soft tone trying to not offend this girl with sparkling eyes under her black glasses. “Stephan, I know our marriage is just a smoke shell, don’t act like you love me.” Sheena smiled sincerely and innocently. “So, for your request, no way.”

Arlan Veythorn awakens as a child in a world not his own, his mind fractured by memories of machinery and smoke. Reborn into a disgraced noble family, he inherits a crumbling estate, a father drowning in shame, and a name that invites scorn. In Aethyria, power is dictated by Aetheric Resonance—a hereditary magic that his family has lost. But Arlan remembers things he shouldn’t: gears and equations, whispers of a past life. When he crafts a Frostward Lantern. To survive, he must navigate a world where even seeming allies have hidden agendas. Yet the deeper he delves into Aethyria’s secrets, the more he questions his own rebirth. Aeon of Ashes and Ambition is a sprawling, slow-burn epic where every choice has consequences, and nothing—not magic, not memory, not even death—is what it seems. --- For readers who crave - A protagonist clawing from rags to power in a cutthroat, magic-steeped world. - Mysteries where the world itself is the antagonist. - Progression through ingenuity, alliances, and morally gray gambles. --- No chosen ones. No prophecies. Just a man, a spark of defiance, and the ashes of ambition.

Kazuki Katsuragi, a teenage boy who was having a normal life. He was introverted and shy who wasn't able to talk with most people and never made friends. However one day, he disappeared in a mysterious smoke, and reappeared in a completely different world. The world where imaginary powers were possible. What are the challenges awaiting Kazuki Katsuragi? Follow on to see....

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As the story unfolds, a new twist emerges when Jesse's ex husband is found murdered. This sudden turn of events raises suspicions, and Dezze, Jesse's lover, begins to doubt her involvement. However, her suspicions aren't deep-seated enough to condemn her, leaving her torn and uncertain.

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[GL][MATURE] I've had it with love, sex, and women—I'm joining the temple to enjoy a pure and drama-free life of celibacy. Or rather, that was the plan until I found out that acolytes need to purge all lust from their bodies before becoming priestesses. The High Priestess says my purge will involve seven steamy nights at The Sapphic Satyr: the classiest lesbian pleasure house in the Queendom. Do I sleep my way through the lovely monster lady courtesans and purge myself of lust forever, or do I give up my dream of temple life? What's a girl to do!? By Jacki Sensal - www.jackisensal.com

[Regressed successfully!] Zick lifted his eyelids, revealing two dull eyes. A grand room filled with medical appliances was reflected on his pupil. The piercing pain originating from the abdomen made Zick slowly accept the reality. He had returned 10 years back in the past! The very moment from when Zick began to lose everything. [Destiny system has been activated. Get closer to people with strong destiny and strengthen your own destiny!] [Sub-function: shall be unlocked soon!] After taking a look at the interface, Zick closed his eyes. “First…I should repay that chick for this wonderful gift.” Zick looked at the bandages on his waist. ...... {Additional tags: Age regression, Evil protagonist, cold female leads, Academy, evil organizations, conquering, war.} ..... (Note 1: I have not decided whether to make it a harem or not, so please tell me your opinion in the comment.) (Note 2: I hate lesbian, GL or NTR. But I love action and dark genre. Please give a round of applause to this wonderful me.) (Note 3: The front cover doesn't belong to me, if the owner wants me to take it down, just comment on this novel and I will remove it.)

"Dad, are we going to die?" "No, sweetie. We’ll be alright." Surrounded by armed men, I clenched my daughter's hand, my heart pounding as their guns pointed directly at her. I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer. Then—a gunshot. My eyes snapped open. One of the men collapsed onto the pavement, lifeless. Through the thick smoke rising from our burning car, a figure emerged. My breath caught. It was my son. Without hesitation, he tore through the attackers, his blows ruthless, his movements a blur of deadly precision. Blood splattered the ground as he dismantled them, one by one. Then, headlights cut through the chaos. A sleek black car pulled up, and from its shadow stepped two men. My blood ran cold. They weren’t just anyone. They were the right-hand men of the Devil—the most feared mafia lord alive. Yet, they stood behind my son, watching in silence. As he delivered the final blow, my son straightened, his face drenched in blood. He tilted his head toward the dark sky, inhaling deeply before murmuring: "The time has come, hasn’t it?"

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the dimly lit spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity his boss engaged in didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he smirked as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

In a gaslit city where time is currency and memories are traded like coins, Linden Hawthorn, a reclusive archivist, inherits a broken pocket watch and a blood-stained journal after his father vanishes. The watch doesn’t tick—it feeds. With every cryptic vision it offers, it devours fragments of Linden’s past: the scent of his father’s pipe smoke, his sister’s voice, even the reason he began his search. The journal leads him to a drowned barge filled with corpses clutching coins from the future, a porcelain doll that whispers of a faceless figure called the Woundless Man, and a hidden underworld where aristocrats trade seconds of life and cultists worship gears instead of gods. As Linden uncovers his father’s sins—a legacy of stolen time and mechanized horrors—he must decide what he’s willing to lose: his memories, his morality, or his very soul. But the watch hungers, and the shadowy Tockmen who pull its strings demand payment in blood. Time is running out. And it’s taking Linden with it.