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In the newly created world of Exiastgardsun, the elf goddess Lucretia births 12 elf children from the Mana Tree, each with unique personalities and abilities. Raised together, they grow from mischievous toddlers into skilled young adventurers. As they mature, they train in combat, craft personalized weapons, and develop distinct roles (healer, sniper, mage, etc.). Led by curiosity and camaraderie, they leave their home to explore the wider world, encountering dwarves, centaurs, beastfolk, and humans. Their journey is filled with battles (some deadly, but always revived), inventions (like magic bags), absurd chess matches (Fahleena is a turbo-charged chuunibyou queen who treats every chess match like an intergalactic war), and deepening bonds. Despite their quirks, rivalries, and chaotic moments, the 12 siblings grow stronger as a party, each slowly coming into their own as future heroes of Exiastgardsun. This world is ridiculous, beautiful, and very possibly doomed (but it’s going down with style). hopefully. (author note: I made this story for my friends in mig33 Final_Fantasy chatroom. thank you all. love you.)

Everyone dreams of being summoned to a magical world. Except me... I am Alan, thirty years old, white-collar worker, no hobbies and has one annoying best friend named Bob. Bob is an anime-obsessed otaku whose life goal is to become the hero of an isekai world. But me, I just wanted to go home, take a shower and sleep. But one day, Bob opened a portal to another world in his room. And guess who got sucked in with him? Now Bob become The Chosen One, blessed by world with magic and legendary weapons. Me? I am the guy carrying his bags, dodging fireballs and wondering if fantasy world has proper sewage system. This is how my best friend become a Hero... And how I accidentally become his sidekick. ----- This novel start as goofy and funny at first, but as it goes deeper, it become more serious.

Devon was your typical office drone—exhausted, disheveled, and worn down by the grind. Dark bags hung beneath his eyes, his hair always unkempt, and his clothes perpetually wrinkled. He was a walking mess, the embodiment of burnout. But the soul-crushing workload wasn’t the worst of it. Devon was mocked by his coworkers, dismissed, ignored—as if he didn’t even exist. What was he supposed to do? “Just stick this out. Jobs are hard to find these days,” his frail mother had whispered from her hospital bed, her voice barely more than a breath. And so, he kept going. Not out of hope, but out of obligation. Then one day, while waiting at the train stop, Devon received a phone call. His mother—his last living relative—had passed away that evening. But Devon didn’t cry. He didn’t collapse or scream at the heavens in grief. Instead, his eyes grew darker, colder than ever before. Because now… there was no one left to stop him. Stop him from what? From quitting his job? Maybe. But then a darker thought crept in. “Hmmm… why not end it all?” *Company Countdown*

As the executor of the Heavenly Dao, Li Suisui descended to the mortal world for a trial. Born under a celestial omen, her birthday was co-opted by her cousin, which left two girls in the Li Family with the same birthday but disparate fortunes. Everyone said Li Suisui was a harbinger of misfortune, a reincarnated curse spirit, who was fated to bring disaster to her family. They wanted to get rid of her as quickly as possible. On the other hand, Li Yanyan was a lucky star, a blessed bag, everyone wanted to latch onto her coattails, trying to rub off as much luck as they could from her. Later on, when hardship befell the Li Family, the elderly matriarch planned to bury Li Suisui alive to change their luck. But Suisui's powerful uncles came from all corners of the world to rescue her. A grandmaster illusionist, an incomparable physician, the world's top God Hunter...it seemed the Li Family had really kicked at an iron plate! Overnight, Li Suisui became the most adored and cherished member of the family. Sneering outsiders said, "Treating a harbinger of disaster as treasure, when she eventually causes all of your deaths, that's when you'll regret it!" Yet as time passed, not only did no harm befall her uncles' families, but they all began to thrive enormously. Her lame uncle regained his mobility, his barren aunt bore twins, the once discordant couple reconciled, the other uncle became the Number One Scholar... It was even rumored that a long-deceased grandfather had come back to life...

Deceived into marriage, exploited for a lifetime as a nanny without pay, and finally beaten to death by her adoptive mother in front of her adoptive father's sickbed, Shen Mianmian's miserable life came to an end. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back at fifteen. Shen Mianmian vowed to escape her past fate, punish her malicious cousin and adoptive mother, but accidentally shone too brightly in the process. The third-to-last student in school suddenly rose to the top, becoming the candidate fought over by prestigious universities, causing a sensation among all the teachers and students... While others were busy studying, Shen Mianmian was busy starting small businesses to make money... While others were preparing for the college entrance exams, Shen Mianmian purchased the two most notorious haunted houses in Beijing in one go... becoming an oddity in everyone's eyes, they mocked her that even if she had the fortune to buy them, she might not have the life to live in them. While others graduated and were busy looking for jobs, the haunted properties purchased by Shen Mianmian were requisitioned by the government, earning her a considerable amount of demolition compensation. Those who had mocked her couldn't help but slap themselves twice... inquiring everywhere where there might be haunted houses for sale. Shen Mianmian, originally needing to borrow money for tuition fees, used the demolition funds and leveraged her rebirth advantage to buy a suitable plot of land and built a rental building, transforming into a Beijing's wealthiest and most prosperous landlady... One day, Shen Mianmian, carrying a bag of keys and having just collected the rent, was dragged to the Civil Affairs Bureau. "Shen Mianmian, it's time for you to pay back what you owe me."

After the final high school exams, Zheng Qing didn't go to the long-desired Imperial University. Instead, he packed his bags, hugged his fox, followed an enigmatic notice, and ventured into an unknown university. Here, there was no advanced math, English, or political philosophy; they were replaced with divination, astronomy, and the philosophy of magic. Extracurriculars here involved demon hunting, And the hobbies were curious and diverse. He would sail the sea of learning and climb the mountain of books. This bewildered young man started his tumultuous journey as a wizard. (Group created: Six Two Three Eight Five Eight Nine Three One, you're welcome to join.)

For six years, I was Hazel, girlfriend to the future Alpha, Julian. I thought we had forever, a cherished place in our werewolf pack, even as a human. Then Mate Hunt night ripped it all away. I woke up lost in the forest, only to find Julian with her – his true fated mate. His words hit harder than the forest floor: I was just a 'placeholder.' Six years together, and he tossed me aside, his fingers bruising my throat as he growled that I meant nothing. My world, my heart – shattered. Left for dead, freezing and injured, a different kind of predator found me. A colossal black wolf, eyes glowing gold, big enough to swallow me whole. But instead of tearing me apart, he curled around me, a warm, terrifying shield against the biting cold. For a moment, I felt safe. That safety vanished when my pack, my family, found us. The Alpha who raised me, Maxen, didn't see a survivor. He saw a disappointment. Turns out, he’d only taken me in hoping I’d magically become a werewolf like my mother – the fated mate who’d rejected him. When I couldn't shift, he cast me out, branding me an omega, the pack’s punching bag. Now, I'm less than nothing, surviving on scraps and enduring their cruelty. What they don't know, what I don't know, is that my monstrous protector is no ordinary rogue. He's Lykos, the wolf of Kael, the Lycan King. And Lykos has decided I am his fated mate – a human. Kael is furious, but his wolf has a will of its own, dragging the King himself towards my abusive pack. My old life is over. My only ally is a creature of legend. And the most feared Lycan in existence is on his way. Is he coming to save me, or is the King's arrival just another nightmare waiting to begin?

At Houston University's elite campus in Mayfair City, two worlds collide through the lives of Gerald Martinez and Danny Blackwood. Gerald, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, navigates the marble halls in his thrift store clothes while his dark curls frame a face hardened by necessity. His worn sneakers echo differently against the polished floors than the Italian leather of his classmates. Danny Blackwood represents everything Gerald isn't—trust fund privilege wrapped in designer suits, a Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist as he slides into his Lamborghini. The heir to a financial empire, Danny moves through university life with the casual arrogance of someone who's never known want. The catalyst for their collision is Xavier Chen, Gerald's former girlfriend who traded love for luxury when she realized Gerald's potential couldn't match her appetite for Hermès bags and Christian Louboutin heels. Now draped on Danny's arm, she's everything Gerald lost and everything Danny effortlessly possesses. Caught between them stands Naomi Ashworth, the conglomerate heiress whose friendship with Gerald puzzles their social circle. While Alice Montgomery, the school's untouchable beauty goddess, watches from her pedestal alongside Danny's inner circle—Yuri and class president Blondie—Gerald finds support in his dormitory under Rick's guidance and his loyal friend Clinton. As tensions escalate between the dormitories—Rick's working-class fortress and Ivar's white-haired kingdom of privilege—the university becomes a battleground where relationships fracture along lines of wealth, loyalty, and ambition. In Mayfair City's first-class restaurants and boutiques, every interaction carries the weight of class warfare disguised as college drama.

Warning: Many, like way many lemons and smuts. C'mon guys, you know it's gonna be a good one there's no need to read the synopsis and everything down here, but for context, you can go on but the potential is the first ten chapters, it won't hurt to give it a go, just try it and then thank me later, oh, I will be the one to thank you I guess. See you on the other side. Let's goooo ___ Peter Carter is a 16-year-old orphaned virgin nerd who gets bullied daily at Lincoln High. His escort mother died at birth, he lives with his nurse mom and twin sisters, and his biggest achievement is surviving lunch without getting his ass kicked by quarterback Jack Morrison. ___ Human! That's what I fucking was. Me and Tommy were bottom-tier NPCs in everyone else's highlight reel. All I did was study and jack off to porn, fantasizing about women I'd never touch—Madison Torres, Mrs. Rodriguez, Sofia Delgado. They existed in a universe where I didn't even register as human. But then everything changed. [DING! You have Awakened the Dark Lord Seduction System!] A system born from the sexual frustration of hundreds of thousands if not billions of women worldwide, my mission was clear: liberate sexually neglected wives, daughters, unsatisfied hot students, my gym instructor, CEOs, frustrated teachers, and touch-starved women while earning System Points that convert to real money (1 SP = $100). [DING! Abilities gained: Magical Fingers, enhanced stats, master-level skills... ... Advanced Knowledge downloaded: Master Driving, Massage God, Advanced IT...] The system transformed me from school punching bag to irresistible seductive Dark Lord. Every intimate milestone earns SP—from first kisses to full encounters, cucking husbands saving their neglected wives, widows, wives and mistresses of billionaires while walking on the tight edge of seduction and eventual death if I got discovered by these rich guys I was helping satisfy the wives they'd neglected. Now I'm living a double life: shy nerd by day, dominant seducer by night, making bank while giving desperate women what they've been missing. From bottom-tier loser to supernatural playboy. I turn these neglected women into my women, mine alone as we unleash our hidden desires and forbidden intimacies.

There were three rules to working for CEO Karsten Chevalier. First, bring his coffee brimming hot and black like a starless night. Second, park your attitude outside his office door—his broody demeanour has the room covered. Third, never say ‘No’ to whatever he demands. Not even when he asks you to become his fake girlfriend? (Synopsis) Arata's fiance dumped her through a text on the day of their engagement party. The reason? She is too curvy for his taste! He only entertained her because of her prestigious family name. "Do you think men want a fatso like you? You're nothing without your family's name!" A heartbroken Arata sets out on a journey to discover herself without revealing she is the daughter of a billionaire. She moves to another city, away from her beloved family. ‘How dare he insult me? I love my curves and I will show him.’ Arata is not a damsel; her parents have raised her strong, and now it is time to become independent. Her heart is ablaze with newfound goals. One: to see how people will treat her if she acts like an ordinary girl and hides her identity. Two: to bag a bigger fish than her stinking—joke of an ex-fiancé. She will prove that a man will genuinely love her irrespective of her curves and surname! Arata's new life begins as the secretary of Karsten Chevalier, the CEO of a multinational clothing brand who is renowned for his dashing personality and enigmatic persona. Not much is publicly known about this man. Doused in mystery, the man has his own goals and hidden agenda which will topple Arata's world. Unfortunately, Karsten's handsome face becomes a punching bag in Arata's mind because of his ruthlessly demanding personality and ego larger than Mount Everest. Arata eases her frustrations by going to meet Twisted Rider, the currently popular yet mysterious, masked internet sensation. Both tangle under the sheets and he becomes her safe space as she complains and opens up about her boss. "Will you act as my girlfriend?” Karsten's proposal to become a fake girlfriend for his family events surprised Arata! How will Arata juggle the piling demands of her boss, her own heartbreak and the seduction traps of the masked man she loves to watch in her spare time? Will sparks fly between Arata and her colder-than-Arctic ice boss? Or, will she continue to complain to the masked man that her boss probably has a small PP? This is my entry for WSA 2025, please support it with your power stones. The book is a sequel to my previous novel “The CEO of My Dreams Returned To Me.” But it can read as standalone. A special thanks to Author Hansora for the overwhelming support and encouraging me to publish this book and helping me with the book cover. Want to chat or have any questions regarding the book? Find me on Instagram, Facebook and Discord with the same name.

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

Pain. That's all I could process at first. Not the "stubbed my toe" kind of pain, but the "someone used my body as a punching bag" variety. Every nerve screamed in protest as consciousness dragged me back from wherever I'd been floating. 'Where the hell am I?' My eyes wouldn't open properly. Everything felt wrong - the air smelled different, tasted metallic on my tongue. The surface beneath me wasn't a hospital bed. Too hard. Too rough. "He's waking up." A woman's voice, soft but strange. Accented in a way I couldn't place. "Finally. Three days is a long time, even for sky-people." Another voice, older, male. 'Sky-people?' I forced my eyes open and immediately wished I hadn't. The woman leaning over me had gray skin. Not sick-gray, but actually gray, like stone. Glowing white tattoos traced patterns across her face and arms, pulsing gently with her heartbeat.

*What if you could see humanity’s true faces, what if you could see the truth beyond reality* Victor’s mind raced, as he thought of ways to get out of the situation, he didn’t notice that it never crossed his mind to just hand over the bag . No—maybe he did but he subconsciously dismissed it, because as silly as it may sound, amidst the swirl of emotions of fear and anxiety there was sliver of something else… ‘Did he just smile’. The man thought with shock. And then all of a sudden Victor’s free hand lunged for his gun and he instinctively pulled the trigger. BANG!!! A crack split the night. Pain exploded in Victor’s skull. And then—nothing. > After dying under mysterious circumstances, Victor Miller wakes up in a new world—reborn in the body of a teenage orphan. With a strange system called Genesis bound to his soul and an upgraded version of his old empathic ability, Victor must uncover the secrets of his second life, survive brutal training, and rise from the bottom. But this world is not kind. The weak are broken. The strong are used. And the only way out... is through. Join Victor as he ascends from a quiet analyst into something far beyond the divine *Available on Royal Road*

After graduating, she expected normal. A job. Blazers. Heels. Maybe someone kind to share Sunday mornings and stupid inside jokes. She wanted quiet. Predictable. Not this. Never this. But fate packed its bags and vanished. Because the moment she met him- Her world cracked like a ribcage, And something feral crawled out. She doesn't know his name. Doesn't know where he came from. Only that when their eyes met across the wreckage- She lost her breath. Her grip. Her goddamn mind. He isn't someone you crush on. He's the kind you survive. He doesn't flirt. He doesn't smile. He doesn't chase. But when he looks at you- You run. Or you fall. There's no in-between. And she? She fell. Hard. Fast. Wrong. Because this isn't romance. It's war. A war between peace and the storm that wears a man's face. Where secrets are bullets, the battlefield is a bed, And the only rule is: Don't ask what he's hiding. But secrets don't stay buried- Not when they whisper your name like sin. Not when they leave bruises and paint your soul in portraits you don't remember posing for. She thinks she's smart. She thinks she knows danger. But the truth? Danger saw her first. Years ago. And it never looked away. --- > "You shouldn't fall in love with strangers." "Who said I had a choice?" --- The Hunter isn't a love story. It's a descent. Into obsession. Into madness. Into the kind of passion that doesn't knock- It breaks the door down and sets the house on fire. This is what happens when a girl meets her end. And it smiles. And waits. --- Welcome to Lords of Obsession. Where love doesn't bloom. It bleeds. --- THE HUNTER LORDS OF OBSESSION BOOK ONE

"Did I reincarnate as a doomed extra? Hell no! Time to rewrite this script!" Charles was just a college kid glued to his gaming console until he woke up as Rian Cole, the punching bag of the ruthless Storm Clan. His power? Zapping things with electricity! But, to Charles’ dismay, Rian’s body has a mind of its own, short-circuiting every time he tries to throw a punch. In the original story, Rian Cole was cursed with wild, uncontrollable electric powers. Shunned, beaten, and tossed aside as cannon fodder to buy time for the clan leader battling the world’s hero. But Charles isn’t here to play the victim. With no system, no cheats, and a body that seems to prank him at every turn, Charles is ready to prove a "nobody" can flip the game board. The clan despises him, rivals underestimate him, and the battle arenas want him six feet under. But amid the chaos, they show up: girls as stunning as they are deadly, joining his wild ride. First, a stepsister with an angelic face and viper-like schemes, all under the guise of "protecting" him. Second, a quirky warrior who fights hard and teases harder, keeping Charles on his toes in ways he can’t keep track of. The third and fourth girls? You’ll have to read to find out. The ecchi is sizzling, and the harem’s brewing, even if Charles can barely stay upright! WARNING: The story kicks off fast with back-to-back battles, but it won’t always be a slugfest. (There’s downtime for romance and laughs to shine.) Despite the Murim-style outfits and ranks, this tale unfolds in a modern world like ours, packed with elemental powers, magic, and innate abilities. Explicit +18 scenes spark up after chapter 100, clearly marked with a (+18) tag. And yeah, the story dives into fetishes—think feet, butts, boobs, and more... NO NTR. NO YURI. DAILY UPDATES!!

Genre: Billionaire Romance / Obsession / Corporate War / Emotional Drama • A sharp-tongued small-town girl falls into the dangerous love of the most powerful oil mogul in Mexico. But when she becomes the target of his enemies—and his obsession—she must decide if love is worth losing herself… or if he’s worth betraying. • Joseph León was the most feared name in oil — Mexico’s oil tycoon with empires that stretched across oceans. His name opened doors in Dubai, whispered in Geneva, and commanded boardrooms in Texas. But in the private sanctum of his glass-walled penthouse above Mexico City, the only thing that brought him to his knees… was Green. Green Ariza. The sharp-tongued, warm-eyed girl from the southeast — who didn’t care for oil, power, or the billions in his offshore accounts. And that terrified Joseph more than any corporate war. She stormed into his office, her heels clicking furiously against the Italian marble. Her worn leather bag slammed onto the chair with finality. “I want to talk to you, Joseph!” she snapped. Behind his desk, Joseph was mid-call with a venture capitalist from Qatar, trying to lock in a deal worth $1.3 billion. He held up one finger without looking up — only for a second — then paused. His eyes met hers. Sharp. Furious. Tired of something. He ended the call. “I’ll speak to you later,” he said calmly, before the voice on the other line could protest. “Yes, I know it’s urgent.” He hung up, removed his glasses, and leaned back in his chair. His gaze softened. “What does my love want that has her so upset?” he asked, like the storm in her eyes didn’t scare him. “A Maserati? Givenchy? My black card is right there—just whisper what you want, and it’s yours.” Green exhaled, shaking her head. “I’m not here for gifts, Joseph.” “I know.” “No, you don’t. You always think money can fix things.” “I absolutely don’t think that.” “You bought the company I worked for because I said I was scared of getting fired—how is that not thinking money fixes things?” “I bought it,” he said quietly, “because it was the only way I could keep seeing you. You were avoiding me. Saying you couldn’t risk your job. So I made it yours. You’re head of creative strategy now. With triple your old salary. And you only work when you want.” She turned away, rubbing her forehead. “Green,” he said, his voice a low murmur now. “Can I touch you?” She blinked at him. “Are you asking permission to touch me?” “You usually get angry when I touch you during a fight,” he said honestly, standing slowly. “You say I use it to make you forget why you’re mad.” “…Because you do.” “And you let me.” She turned to face him, and for a moment, neither said a word. He reached out, gently, his hand grazing her elbow. “So tell me, why are you really angry?” She looked away. “Is it because of the girl at the gala?” he asked. Her head snapped back toward him. “She’s like a sister. My father’s goddaughter.” “She was holding your hand.” “She’s grieving. Her brother was assassinated in Bogotá.” Green stepped back, arms folded. “You don’t even see how many women throw themselves at you. My mother tells me I’m stupid for staying. That I should leave you and marry someone safer. Someone like Don Frederick.” Joseph’s jaw tightened. “Don Frederick is a snake with a fake smile and a poisoned chalice. He’s not safe, he’s subtle. That’s worse.” “My mother doesn’t care,” Green said bitterly. “She only sees headlines. And dollar signs.” “What do you see?” he asked, stepping closer. “When you look at me. What do you see?” She didn’t answer. He touched her cheek, gently. “Do you think I’d let myself love anyone but you? I’d burn down every oil well I own before I lose you.” She blinked. “Don’t say things like that.” “Why? Because you believe me?” “No,” she whispered. “Because I do.”

In a dark world, dominated by vampires; a world in chaos due to countless wars. Now all that remains is blood and vampires, the remnants of human civilization are only treated as pets and food. A noblewoman of impure blood, today as her 100th birthday she allowed herself to buy a bag of blood. He, a boy who wishes only peace for himself. Their destiny today brings them together, to support each other and to face this world where blood is the most important thing. ------- A/N: I've been thinking about the novel for a while now. So I'll clarify this so that no one is surprised, the romance is late The ending? It's good I liked the first day I have to change it, yes, but it doesn't change the outcome. The ending will be happy

In countless worlds, mysterious doors appear, leading to an ordinary-looking convenience store. That is, until you see who’s inside. An immortal cultivator ponders over instant noodles flavor, an ancient demon sips a cola, and a primordial beast carefully holds a bag of potato chips. Beings who could shake the heavens stand quietly in line, waiting their turn. At the counter, a young man scans their purchases. No one knows where he came from, but all understand one thing. In this store, rules must be followed. Welcome to the Dimensional Convenience Store, where even the greatest existences must check the price before they buy. — Releasing: Mon to Fri 2-3 chapters. Sat and Sun 2-4 chapters.

A slow-burn slice-of-life LitRPG with alchemy, reluctant heroism, and one overly enthusiastic pugilist. Aiden Hallowcreek wanted a quiet life—tucked away on a mountainside with nothing but bubbling potions, rare herbs, and his tiny water spirit Misty for company. Sure, his alchemy class isn’t flashy, and leveling up takes forever, but it’s peaceful. Predictable.  Dull. Then Jax, a fullblood wolf beastman martial artist with a love of booze and the subtlety of a landslide, crashes into his life looking for a guide—and maybe a friend. Now Aiden’s quiet routine is upended by fire ghosts, forgotten shrines, cryptic magic circles, and a creeping sense that maybe, just maybe, he was meant for more than backroom brewing. With a reluctant heart, a bag full of potions that may not even be enough, and a party forming whether he likes it or not, Aiden is about to learn that adventure doesn’t always come with a warning label—and neither does friendship. Perfect for fans of cozy fantasy, quirky party dynamics, and underdogs who'd rather nap than fight—until they don’t.

Arez Redzel, a middle school student known for his laziness, secretly possesses a hidden talent for solving mysteries with his sharp intellect. One afternoon, on his way home from school, he inadvertently crossed paths with a female detective named Rose Claret. Unexpectedly, Rose suddenly asked for Arez's help in finding a house key. Arez, initially reluctant, was abruptly drawn into the situation when three members of the Lupin gang unexpectedly snatched his backpack. Forced by circumstances, Arez had no choice but to collaborate with Rose to retrieve his bag. The Lupin gang informed them that Arez's bag was in an old warehouse. This revelation left both Arez and Rose bewildered about the true motive behind the Lupin gang's actions. However, upon arriving at the location, they were confronted not by the gang, but by a series of deadly riddles that they had to solve. Could they solve these intricate riddles? How would they find the solutions to each challenging obstacle in their path? These questions naturally arise. Yet, their success in unraveling the puzzles was far from the end of their ordeal. Rose persistently urged Arez to join her as a detective, ceaselessly involving him in her ongoing struggles with the Lupin gang. Without realizing it, Arez found himself swept away by the current, slowly beginning to embrace his role as a detective. What further twists await their story? What other riddles will they face, and how will Arez and Rose manage to solve them?

Hera goddess of marriage is witnesses her Husband cheat on her, after eons of asking him and bagging him to stop, she decides she's had enough this opens her eyes to the actions of the gods, then decides to rebel. Please leave reviews. powerstones so I can get engagement and improve my writing so this story can become it's best version.

**Gets Updated Every Wednesday & Saturday** Nate arrives in Blackridge with nothing but a duffel bag, a mysterious past, and fists that know their way around trouble. This isn't your typical "new kid in town" story-this is survival in a concrete jungle where the weak get eaten for breakfast and the strong learn to love the taste of violence. Lia runs her family's greasy spoon diner and clings to her principles like a life raft in a tsunami of corruption. In a city where doing the right thing is practically a death sentence, she's carved out her own little kingdom of defiance-one that comes with a price tag written in bruises and broken bones. She's never had time for love, relationships, or anything softer than steel-toed boots. Between juggling work, studies, and her daily dance with danger, romance seemed about as realistic as finding unicorns in the unemployment line. Her only dream? To escape this concrete prison and the ghosts that haunt every street corner. But then Nate crashed into her world like a wrecking ball with a sense of humor. When eight thugs corner her in an alley, most people would call the cops. But in Blackridge, the cops are probably placing bets on the outcome. That's when fate-or maybe just really bad timing-delivers her an unlikely savior who fights like poetry and jokes like therapy. Now everything is changing, and neither of them knows where the chaos will lead.

I am a wizard, my name is Tarquin Darkflame. I have traveled the world for many years and although I look quite young I have am actually very old. The world we are in is a world of magic and other beings, elves dwarves and others far less friendly. I have accumulated a great deal of wealth in the form of gold coins that I keep hidden in a magical Bag of Holding. I have walked into the small village of Willowbrook, located in the foothills and about a days trip to the capital city of Elmswood. Here I plan to make my home. From my home I go on quests to gather powerful artifacts and bring them back for my study and use. With my Companion, Lexi these are our stories.

Wenyan read a book in which a cannon-fodder character sharing her name was a false heiress. After the true heiress assumed her position, the impostor tried to secure her place in the wealthy family by drugging the eldest son and making a done deal out of a cooked rice, only to be unmasked by the Shen Family and end up committing suicide in despair. Wenyan was furious to see such an ending. How could one not survive without the backing of a wealthy family? Hadn't the family provided her with a luxury house and countless luxury goods? Just selling those off would fetch tens of millions. She was just a hopeless case! If she were the Wenyan in the book, she would have relinquished her position and just lived laid-back like a salted fish! But when she woke up from her sleep, she actually transmigrated into the book. True to her word, she stopped scheming. Overnight she packed her bags, sold her house, car, and bags, and looked for a job. - The entire Shen Family noticed the change in Wenyan, their adopted daughter. Not only had she moved out obediently, but she also never caused any trouble again. Even more bizarre was that they could now see her innermost thoughts! 【Dad, Mom, I never wanted to usurp your nest, but the DNA test results of the true daughter have issues. In fact, she's even more fake than I, the bogus heiress.】 Shen Family parents: ...... Then the long-lost 'daughter' who had been found was exposed as an impostor and taken away by the police for questioning. 【Big brother, that schoolmate of yours is no good, he's a corporate spy, the illegitimate child of the Shen Family's archenemies.】 Shen Family's eldest son: ...... Afterwards, the schoolmate got caught stealing confidential documents and was also taken away by the police for questioning. 【Second brother, you are such a pure and noble person, you mustn't be with the Qin Family's daughter, she's just using you, her heart is actually set on someone else.】 Shen Family's second son: ...... Thank you, I'll look into it. 【And third brother, fourth brother......】 In the end, nobody could have predicted that the Shen Family's most undistinguished adopted daughter would become the pampered daughter-in-law.

I’m Daniel — just your average shy gym rat who prefers dumbbells over drama. I’m low-level in life: no clout, no girls, no game… Until she showed up. Ilil. The goth baddie with curly black hair, quiet stares, demon-tier thighs, and a chest that makes gravity weep. She’s got a simp army following her like it’s religion — including her obsessive ex Pavel, who treats her like property. Everyone wants her. I somehow pulled her. Now I’ve got enemies, simps, drama, and her four chaotic besties trying to "test" me like I’m a damn shoujo protagonist. Add in my clueless boys Ron and Gal, teachers who lowkey ship us, and one massive high school war between gym bros and simps… This ain't your average romcom. This is war. And I’m fighting it all for her. My goth girl

Claire Lian Yuxi grew up in France, raised by a Chinese couple who adopted her when she was just a baby. She never questioned where she came from not when her home was filled with love, and her world made sense. But everything changes when her adoptive father falls seriously ill. The only hope is a liver transplant and the best chance of a match lies with a blood relative from his side of the family. There’s just one problem: they’ve lost touch with everyone back in China. With little more than a name and a city, Claire is sent across the world to find someone who might not even exist. But the journey quickly spirals — her bag is stolen, she’s stranded in a place she doesn’t know, and help seems far away. Until she meets Li Zeyan. He’s quiet, serious, and almost too composed not the kind of guy who picks up strangers off the street. But something about Claire softens him, and he offers her a place to stay, just until she gets back on her feet. What neither of them knows is that their lives are already tangled in a way that goes deeper than either of them can see.

Desperate to pay off her mounting debts and avoid disgrace, Ana takes a job as a stripper for just one night. That evening, she crosses paths with Fred Nork, the elusive and wildly successful CEO of Majesties, a luxury brand dominating the high-end women's footwear industry. Known for his power, wealth, and icy demeanor, Fred isn't the type to entertain attachments, but something about Ana draws him in. What begins as a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more intense. Their one-night stand leaves Ana overwhelmed with shame. Before the sun rises, she slips away, leaving nothing behind, except the memory of a night that would change her life forever. The next morning, Fred wakes up to find blood on the sheets and a cold, empty bed. The realization hits him hard, he had been Ana’s first. Something unfamiliar stirs inside him, but with no way to find her, he forces himself to move on. Weeks later, Ana discovers she’s pregnant. With nowhere else to turn, she decides to contact Fred using the business card he had slipped into her bag that night. But when she finally arrives at his office, she’s met with a devastating sight, Fred is engaged to Tiana Monroe, a wealthy socialite with her ruthless ambitions. Before Ana can even process the heartbreak, her cruel stepmother throws her out upon discovering her pregnancy, leaving her homeless and alone. With no options left, Ana stumbles upon a job listing for a cleaning position at Majesties and seizes the opportunity, determined to survive for her unborn child. Inside the towering empire of luxury and wealth, Ana does her best to stay unnoticed. But her beauty and quiet strength make her impossible to ignore. Soon, she catches Fred's eye, though he doesn’t immediately recognize her as the woman who slipped away that night. Intrigued by the shy yet resilient cleaner, Fred finds himself drawn to her in a way he can’t explain. But not everyone is pleased. Tiana senses Fred's growing fascination with Ana and is determined to eliminate any threat to her position. When tensions explode into a fiery confrontation between the two women, a shocking truth is revealed, Ana is pregnant, and the child belongs to Fred. Now faced with a choice that will alter the course of his life, Fred must decide, will he fight for the woman he can’t seem to forget, or will he let the expectations of high society dictate his future? As secrets unravel and emotions ignite, Ana must ask herself, can she trust a man like Fred with her heart, or is she destined to be just another forgotten night in his past? With love, power, and betrayal at stake, one question remains, will Tiana let go of the man she has claimed as her own?

On the day of her wedding to her childhood sweetheart, Natalie Ford received an unexpected gift: a marriage certificate. It stated that she was already married to a complete stranger—Aiden Handrix. While the wedding guests continued to mock and insult her, her lover Ivan decided to dump her, choosing to marry her half-sister Briena instead. To add insult to injury, she was thrown out of her home. To prove her innocence, Natalie Ford could only take one course of action - she had to find this mysterious Aiden Handrix and get to the bottom of this! The next day, there was news trending on the TV. Justin Harper, the heir of the richest family in the Bayford was returning home. Natalie’s eyes narrowed at the TV screen. ‘Why does this man look exactly like the man in the picture of my wedding certificate?’ In the quest of uncovering the mystery behind her said marriage, she decided to follow him and ask personally. “Are you married?” “No.” “Do you have a twin brother?” “No?” “By chance you heard the name Aiden Handrix?” “No.” “Then, who the hell are you?’ “Your brother.” “Wait, what?” “Yes. Now pack your bags and come home with me.” First got a husband out of the blue and now a brother with the same face? Was god creating clones and offering them to her with different relationships?

Population: 6,572. At least, that’s what the sign says. But I haven’t seen half those people in years. I’ve lived in Elmwood my whole life. It’s quiet, tucked between dense woods and darker secrets. People vanish here—sometimes without a trace, sometimes leaving behind just enough to keep you awake at night. The town pretends everything’s fine. It’s not. Lately, something’s changed. The air feels heavier. The nights stretch longer. And the things we used to whisper about? They’re not stories anymore. I keep telling myself I’m going to leave. Bag packed. Car half-fueled. But every time I try, something stops me. Maybe the town won’t let me go. Or maybe I stop myself cause deep down… I want to solve these cold cases

The Third Young Master of the Hayndal's family, Azares, was known as a disgrace. He was seen as a weakling, that even servants would dare to mock him. He doesn't inherit the talent of Duke Hayndal, nor does he have any power. Therefore, his family decided to cut their ties and abandoned him. Much to their surprise, Azares calmly accepted it and packed his bag without a second thought. He was also humming a song of happiness. Everyone was bewildered, thinking that he must have gone crazy from sadness. Though, they are wrong. Azares whose tension completely disappeared was delighted about the situation that he went a little unrestrained and accidentally defeat the Knight Captain of Hayndal's First Division. The Fisrt Young Master who was as strong as the Captain: "....?" Then, Azares became a little careless that he burnt the training ground by mistake. Some of the kinghts were injured heavily and some were in the brink of death. The Second Young Master as a genius Elementalist: "...." When everyone thought that everything was bizarre enough, Fallen Angel, the most influential organization within the Empire demanded Azares to be their member. Was this their Third Young Master?