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#WSA2025 Word went around that no one that had ever knocked on the esteemed Eleazar family’s doors seeking shelter were turned away. Fleeing the prince of Lustris no less, Arabella Sterling held out hope that those weren’t mere rumors as she crossed the border over to Umbraria, home to all creatures of the night. A land where noble blood like hers was a highly coveted delicacy. As such, she wasn’t turned away, but since the Eleazars ran no charity, Arabella was compelled to become the sole blood provider to the heir of the family in exchange for safety. Though never, in a million years, did she imagine that what had started as a simple trade off, could morph into a swirl of tangled passion when the cold and stoic vampire she served showed interest in the young woman beyond the crimson nectar coursing her veins.

“You want revenge on The Heartstones. I want something as well, while the Heartstones fall before your eyes.” I frown, meditatively. A sick excitement courses through me. “What do you want?” I ask, unable to suppress my enthusiasm. The thought of Regan and his family destroyed, thrilling. “I need a wife and pregnancy, so that my father can hand over the entire business to me.” I frown, wondering what that has to do with me. “Marry me tomorrow and sign an agreement to get pregnant for me. Then watch the first wave of The Heartstones’ devastation.”  

Andy's life is falling apart. After losing her job in New York City, she returns to her hometown in East Tennessee to live with her grandmother, who needs more help than Andy ever could have anticipated. At least Andy has Mary, her new hiking buddy. Until Andy learns that Mary comes with a complicated history.

50 powerstones = one extra chapter 100 powerstones = two extra chapters 150 powerstones = three extra chapters ..... Supreme Degenerate Lust System—the cheat ability that no man should have, but Alex? Alex earned it. This was the tale of a boy who wanked so furiously, so relentlessly, that his own dick—his loyal, overworked, war-torn comrade—finally called it quits and fell off. The same boy who was so hopelessly obsessed with a toothless, wrinkled gilf that he died doing what he loved—slipping in his own divine nectar like a tragic hentai protagonist with a severe addiction problem. He thought that was the end. That his dream—to finally pork a gilf—would go forever unfulfilled. But fate? Fate was a kinky, twisted bastard. When Alex opened his eyes, he was no longer lying in a filthy, crime scene-esque bedroom covered in the stains of his sins. No. He was in a new world—a world of magic, kingdoms, dragons, elves, and all that fantasy nonsense. But Alex didn’t care about any of that. Swords? Magic? Heroic quests? Boring. No, he had ONE mission. A sacred goal. A holy pilgrimage. To finally find the ultimate, well-preserved gilf and achieve his life’s work. And with the Supreme Degenerate Lust System at his disposal? Nothing would stand in his way. Not kings. Not gods. Not even the laws of nature themselves. The legend of the Lustful Fool begins now.

A 1000-year-old Vampire King had only one year left to live. But there was one innocent and sweet little 21-year-old girl, Olivia Valentino, who was so naive that she barely understood the ways of the world. However, her blood was like nectar for the Vampire King the key to his immortality. But there was a cruel truth—if the Vampire King drank Olivia's blood, she would die. But When Vampire King get to know about Olivia being his key to mortality, he went into dilemma, as once he Vowed to protect Little Olivia with all his Might. Now, what will the Vampire King do??? Will the Vampire King sacrifice innocent Olivia to save his own life?Or Will he protect Olivia, due to his Vow instead??? Will Olivia be trapped in the Vampire King's dark world, or will their fates lead them to an unexpected destiny???

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING - Swearing and sexual scenes are apart of this novel!!!] Al'Hazier was never as obedient as his older brothers had been. He got himself in trouble often, and did things he was explicitly told not to do - like drink things from the forbidden cabinet in the cellar looking to get a little drunk. He had no idea he had taken a precious, forbidden potion that his father had actually been saving for himself at the right moment. When the king discovered his youngest son had taken the very nectar he coveted - he was so furious that he did the unthinkable: He cut up Al'Hazier's body with a silver knife, and divided up his body parts around their country. For his head, though - King Varkys made sure that it was preserved in a crystal-lined silver box. A head that would never die. A head that lived in dark silence. A head in a sense - literally buried in the sand. That was over 300 years ago. Going mad, and certain he would be surrounded in darkness forever until the earth finally exploded and disintegrated his corpse - Al'Hazier wasn't expecting to see the sunny seaside again, nor did he expect a group of beautiful women to be the first thing he had seen in decades. After discovering his brother is up to no good, and how terrible the world has become, Azier finds his heart soften for his female companions, and hardened against Azrael, who has taken control over literally everything. Once he finally reveals his secrets to the six sexy saviors, they help him grow his abilities as well as his knowledge for the new world...but it comes at a price. Find out what happens when one war front becomes two as Azier not only takes on the tyranny of his brother - but his actual self as well when things end up not even close to what he expected. *Volume One Completed!!!* **Updated Daily** 50 Power stones = one extra chapter for that week. 1 Golden Ticket = two extra chapters that week. Gifts = four extra chapters for that week.

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Warning: R-18+ Reverse Harem. Human×Vampire×Werewolf. It began with the moon. No one remembers exactly when it started inching closer. Only that it was subtle at first—a faint red tint across its surface that deepened with each passing year like a malevolent worm creeping in and carried a curse. The tides grew restless, and the night air thickened with a strange, electric weight. Animals became erratic and then humans began to change. Fevers swept through towns, leaving bodies writhing beneath the moonlight. Some recovered. Some died. But when they woke up, those who had survived were no longer humans. Bones twisted and snapped beneath their skin as limbs reshaped. Eyes sharpened with a feral glint. Howls tore from their throats. While others rose cold and still—hearts no longer beating but senses sharpened—the scent of blood became impossible to resist. Predators were awakened by the moon. Vampires and Werewolves. To assert dominance frequent battles ensued. The fight to claim better territorial lands on the earth was inevitable. Predators kill prey, and in their desperation, turn on each other. The rival clans of Bloodfang and Stormclaw would often wage wars with each other. In the center of the endless conflict, few surviving females were caught and met their inevitable end. It was a slow death spiral that quickly turned gruesome and uncontained. And, with a hollow birth rate during wartime, the endless bloodshed inevitably pushed the human population to the brink of extinction. With humanity teetering on the edge of collapse, the wolves and vampires were forced to face an uncomfortable truth: without humans, they too would die out. Out of desperation, a fragile truce was forged. In the year 2174, a three-way pack where wolves, vampires, and humans would coexist. The terms were simple: humans would be protected from unchecked slaughter, and in return, they would serve as the lifeblood needed to sustain both species. It had been a hundred and eighty years since the alliance formed, marking the year 2324. And now, Velvetiana was about to step into their world or rather, she was to step back into the world that had forgotten her. The sole crimson flower of the Corvinus Clan. Determined to live through her university life with a goal to graduate and crawl out from poverty, how will she deal with Blood Cardinals and Werewolf Alphas, who never cease to cause trouble for her like a swarm of frantic bees? The very bees that are out to suck the nectar from her blooming red flowers that is.

Samuel is simply an ordinary guy. He likes to read books, mainly sci-fi theme blended with a little bit of fantasy. He was... immersed, to say the least in his own little world, which gave him leverage in the reality of the world. He barely managed to enter the State University of what he wants. It was even the first time he took an effort to something. But in the midst of his daily routine. He found himself within the ship, barely gasping any air. Yes, he was abducted.

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Dying during the Celestial Ocean Churning, Rahu, a cunning and insidious Shadow Demon, never expected he would regress 100 years before the event. After the churning he had almost consumed a drop of the Immortal Nectar, known to grant a way to enter the Immortal Realm. Betrayed by the gods, he was beheaded by the Supreme Goddess of Order and Balance. Little did the gods and goddesses know that, other than the Immortal Nectar, Rahu had obtained something far more sinister, far more terrifying—something that would make him feared throughout all the realms. With his foresight and deception, watch how he steals treasures from the gods and claims all the goddesses for himself!

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Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

In the chaotic heart of Kathmandu, two bumbling university cousins-Momo (named after her dad's dumpling obsession) and Maya-navigate academic failure, smoky alleyway misadventures, and their eccentric Momo(a type of Dumpling)-vendor friend Bishnu Dai. Their Raksi (alcohol) -fueled night takes a sinister turn when they stumble upon Bishnu worshipping a grotesque Lakhey (a horned demon from Nepali folklore), shifting their comedy of errors into a chilling horror crescendo. Think Scooby-Do with Jujutsu Kaisen.

Vilaria is a land where fae dwell. Shouldn't they live in peace, happiness, and so on? Turns out that the fae are much more bloodthirsty and complex than what the stories had made us believe. When Nyx, a changeling, abandoned by her parents, becomes a new guard at the Court of Spring and Blossoms, she doesn't even know what perils await her. There is a revolution brewing in the realm of Kobolds, the Undine pirates have been ransacking the shores, the Sylph army is preparing to introduce the martial law and close the borders, and the Salamanders refuse to even attend the annual council. Yet the Seelies, creators of the world, do not care - they dance and drink in the shadowy realm beyond the reach of common fae, their mouths full of nectar as Vilaria crumbles. The only connection they have with the world is through Lunarie, fae of stars and moons who keep the portal to their realm hidden. But the faith in them is dwindling. Do they even exist? Are they the actual creators? Did they abandon their creation, or have they never had anything to do with it? Is it all a Lunarian ploy? If they don't care for the chaos... do they enjoy it? There are so many questions and so few answers. --- I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com.

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The biting Seoul wind whipped around Kim Junmyeon as he hurried between his three jobs. At 6 AM, he was a barista, the smell of burnt coffee a familiar alarm clock. By noon, he was a delivery boy, his bicycle a lifeline weaving through the city's chaotic streets. Evenings found him washing dishes in a bustling bar, the clinking glasses a soundtrack to his exhaustion. Each task was a desperate attempt to pay off his father's crippling debts and his mother's mounting hospital bills. His mother's illness was a constant weight, a shadow clinging to his every moment. He'd promised her he'd get her the best treatment, a promise that felt increasingly impossible to keep. The bar, "The Crimson Moon," was his newest source of income, a last-ditch effort to stave off financial ruin. It was there, amidst the smoky haze and clinking glasses, that he first saw him. He was a force of nature, radiating an aura of power and danger. His name, he later learned, was Park Chanyeol. Chanyeol was everything Junmyeon wasn't: wealthy, powerful, and undeniably captivating. Their first encounter was brief, a fleeting glance across a crowded room, yet it left Junmyeon breathless. He didn't know then that Chanyeol was a Mafia boss, a fact that would soon become brutally clear. Chanyeol's interest in Junmyeon was immediate, bordering on obsession. He pursued him relentlessly, his offers of wealth and protection veiled threats. Junmyeon, however, remained steadfast in his refusal. He was fiercely independent, his pride a shield against Chanyeol's overwhelming presence. He wouldn't be bought, not even by a man as alluring and dangerous as Chanyeol. Then came the crisis. His mother's condition worsened, the hospital bills escalating into an insurmountable mountain. Desperation clawed at him, pushing him to the brink. He remembered Chanyeol's business card, a stark reminder of the impossible choice before him. With trembling hands, Junmyeon dialed the number. He met Chanyeol at his opulent home, a stark contrast to Junmyeon's cramped apartment. The air crackled with tension, the silence punctuated only by the rhythmic tick of a grandfather clock. Chanyeol's offer was blunt, devoid of sentimentality: a deal in exchange for Junmyeon's financial woes. Sex, without emotional attachment. A purely transactional arrangement. It was a degrading proposition, yet Junmyeon found himself accepting. His mother's life hung in the balance, and he would do anything to save her. The deal was struck, a pact sealed in the shadows of Chanyeol's lavish mansion. Their first encounter was raw, devoid of tenderness. Yet, amidst the stark reality of their arrangement, a flicker of something else ignited. A spark of connection, a silent acknowledgment of their shared vulnerability. This is where their story begins. Will their arrangement blossom into something more profound, defying the boundaries they've set? Or will their paths ultimately diverge, leaving them strangers once more? The answer lies in the chapters yet to come. This is just a beginning. You can develop their relationship, explore their individual struggles, and build the suspense around their forbidden love. Remember to focus on character development, exploring their inner conflicts and motivations. The contrast between Junmyeon's humble background and Chanyeol's powerful world offers rich potential for dramatic tension and emotional depth.

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In a world where the boundaries between nations have been blurred by the dominance of mega-corporations, the balance of power hangs by a thread. The year is 2024, and the planet is gripped by a relentless struggle for supremacy between two corporate behemoths: Bio-ring Corporation and Deten Corporation. Born from the ashes of the Second World War, these titans of industry have risen to prominence, wielding their influence over every aspect of human existence. In the West, Bio-ring Corporation reigns supreme, its roots stretching back to the smoky alleys of New York City where its founder, Gallian Maxwell, first laid the foundation for his empire. With a stranglehold on the weapons manufacturing, biotechnology, pharmaceutical, and technology sectors, Bio-ring's reach extends far beyond the borders of any single nation. Its armies of mercenaries and cutting-edge technology make it a force to be reckoned with, its grip on power unyielding and absolute. In the East, Deten Corporation holds sway, its origins rooted in the war-torn streets of post-war Japan. Founded by Kayuga Deten in the wake of devastation, Deten Corporation quickly rose to prominence, leveraging its influence in weapons manufacturing, biotechnology, pharmaceuticals, and the financial sector to cement its dominance. With its headquarters nestled in the heart of Tokyo, Deten's reach extends deep into the corridors of power, its coffers overflowing with wealth and ambition. Caught in the crossfire of this corporate conflict is Max Hilton, owner of Max Corp, a private military corporation with a hunger for power and wealth that knows no bounds. As the war between Bio-ring and Deten escalates, Max finds himself thrust into a world of intrigue and betrayal, where alliances are fleeting and loyalties are tested at every turn. But Max is no stranger to the cutthroat world of corporate warfare. With his trusted lieutenant, Sarah, by his side, he navigates the treacherous waters of this shadowy underworld with cunning and precision. Together, they will stop at nothing to secure their place in the annals of history, even if it means sacrificing everything they hold dear. As the shadows of corporate war descend upon them, Max Hilton and his allies must confront their own demons and make impossible choices in a world where the only rule is survival of the fittest. In this epic saga of greed, ambition, and betrayal, the fate of nations hangs in the balance, and only the strongest will emerge victorious. This is the story of the Shadows of Corporate War.

"I promise you Lilian, I won't stop till I kill every single vampire in this existence '' These words came from Amelia, she was at the cemetery at the grave of her little sister. She's a werewolf from the Rodriguez family, unlike all other werewolves, she was special, she was said to be blessed with the moon goddess thus giving her a whole different power level. She was donned in her normal assassin suit, a white shirt, skinny trousers with a red belt, and a red hooded cape accompanying her suit. She looked up at the full silver moon, its rays bestowed on her, her eyes turned white, her fangs elongated out slightly. Then she dashed away. ……… At a party ground, creatures were seen, due to their pale white skin, and unnatural red eyes, one could tell they are vampires, they were having a blood feast, they danced while sipping out the delicious blood from their victims, the atmosphere was not a pleasing one, red smoky aura filled the vicinity. Abruptly they heard a snarling sound, they all turned and behold it was her mysterious Werewolf. "That will be the last celebration you'll ever have, for your time has run out in this world" She voiced out with such boldness and fierceness. Her wood was on, as her long brunette hair, dripped out, extending beneath her breast, her face wasn't a friendly one, looking at her eyes was a terror, her razor sharp claws were out, ready to cause a massacre. "It's you again! attack her!" The head vampire ordered his fellow, they all bolted at her with superhuman speed. Amelia gave a battle stance, then a faint smile appeared on her face, revealing her evil intentions. She leaped up very high, as the glory of the full moon showed behind her, she landed with a slash on a vampire's chest that turned the creature to ashes. …….. Amelia was an average woman, she was born in a family of wealth, as her father Mr Rodriguez owns one of the biggest companies in manila. The moment she was born, a prophecy came, that she's the Divine Werewolf, the one destined to kill the Shaitan Vampire, the one whose soul was imprinted on it the devil's mark. But Amelia'a loving heart turns to lust for vengeance, when a vampire killed her little sister, she was eight years old then, they were playing in the garden, when it happened, ever since she had sworn to hunt down Vampires with her powers. But her life once again experienced light when she fell in love with Aiden, a staff in her dad's Company, finally she had a reason to be happy. But disaster came when she discovered he was a vampire, not just any Vampire, but the Shaitan Vampire, and even Aiden had no idea of who he was, her dad and the entire werewolf clan was totally against her love, Aiden is a good person, but his newly discovered self was a curse. Will Amelia choose her love over her duty or will she have to eliminate him, to fulfill the prophecy. ……. "You have to kill him now Amelia, before he transform into a full flesh Vampire" "But Dad! I love him" "Love has no place at this point, he is the cursed Vampire, the lord of the night, king of darkness, master of hell and god of the deceased had placed his mark on him, he is the Shaitan Vampire……….

[mature content] His grip on her chin loosened. She felt disappointed about losing the contact. But the disappointment soon turned into surprise when he gripped the back of her neck and leaned into her, pressing his cold lips to her warm ones. Bliss. She didn't know the meaning of true bliss till she felt his icy lips caressing hers. He trapped her bottom lip between his teeth and started sucking it gently. The force of it made her already healed wound reopen and her warm blood started flowing inside his mouth once again. She could feel the metallic taste of it mixed with his sweet kiss. A low moan escaped the back of her throat as he sucked a bit harder trying to get more blood out of the wound. "Do you know the meaning of your name in our language?" he said, stopping his onslaught and starring into her eyes. "You... You mean Rachael?" she returned the look, captivated at how his blue eyes pierced through her soul, searching for the darkness within her. "Yes, Reginà Màe..." his melodious voice swept away the last bit of sorrow that lingered within her tortured heart. "It means... God's blood is the sweetest nectar." ****** To pay the price for a crime she never committed, Rachael Morrison was chained to a ship and was left for a watery grave at the gruesome hands of the sea that claimed its victims alive. However, what was meant to kill her dragged her down into its depth ... Into a new world that was far below the surface of the world she knew. She was taken.... and Dragged down towards him just like a moth to a flame... He was the blaring contradiction of Sin. A man who was chained beneath the abyssal bottom of the ocean for centuries. He was frozen for years. His stone-cold reputation has been forgotten through the ravages of time. That was not until she came stumbling into his den... And with one reckless action, she unknowingly set him free from his eternal prison... and everything was let loose... ******** Tags: #Romance, #smut, #merman, #vampire, #dark, #gothic

By a weird twist of fate, Sasha Valdez’s life metamorphoses from the simplicity of a farm girl to the nuances of the brutal and unforgiving underworld. While trying to save her family from going down the drain, she meets a stranger who saves her life. They get along for the evening and have a one-night stand. After her failed attempts, she witnesses the eventual murder of her parents. Then, she is wanted by a mafia lord and later sold to him as a slave. Despite the impossible odds, life offers her a pathway to the top. Will Sasha ignore this arduous climb to accept the comfort of mediocrity? Will she eventually solve the complex puzzle of her love life to enjoy its sweet nectar? Ron Cresswell, a former special forces operative, is wrongfully discharged and finds himself drawn into the dangerous web of the mafia. By sheer chance, he rescues a cartel boss's daughter. That noble act earns him a rare and mysterious admission into the underworld. Sasha and Ron's paths cross a couple of times. A flame sparks up in each of them during and after each encounter. How possible is it for two individuals from rival cartels to love themselves? Do they throw caution to the wind despite the grave consequences or discard all amorous feelings? “Wanted By The Mafia” splendidly narrates how complicated the lives of well-meaning individuals can be, especially against the grains of absolute evil in human flesh.

Nurse Belle works to save lives while Ceres assassinates people. In an extraordinary twist of fate, these two souls now occupy the same body. If that wasn't bad enough, Ceres found out that the person she killed became Belle's colleague in this life. Worse, she still loves him. However, Belle wants no part in letting this man into her heart for the second time. Her body -her decision! And that's NO TO DR. ELIEZER RIVERA. Unfortunately for her, Ceres has a lot of ways to throw her plan in disarray. * *Excerpt* He was the gentlest doctor I know. He took care of me and did his best to help me regain my memories; those that include my fondest encounters with him and the worst. His gentle smile was the one that captured my heart. Yes, he was the gentlest doctor. He should be. That was what I thought! So, why am I locked between this damn wall and his arms?! What is he planning to do?! Why is he looking at me as if he wants to devour me?! (Ceres, help me.) Belle called forth to the woman hiding in her subconsciousness. Her heart wasn’t prepared for this. And her eyes! Oh, her eyes couldn’t stop looking at his lips. “Doc?” She called out this distant word which she stopped doing several months ago. Eli never lost his composure even to the woman that he once loved – Jillyanna Madrid. Yet, when he learned that some evil guy was checking out his patient, who was also his junior at work, he flared out. His annoyance got the best of him and brought them to where they are now. He just wanted to see if that man had successfully lured her out. He didn’t mean for this to happen. He could see confusion in her eyes and when she opened her mouth to call him, he couldn’t move his eyes away from her parted lips. When she swallowed dryly, he trailed down to the sight of her throat and found her chest moving up and down. He felt hot like molten lava was doused on him. “What is so good about that guy?” Eli asked before he could stop himself. Whenever he thought that she likes that person, something stirred deep inside his heart and irked him so much. He wanted to tear himself apart and see what was wrong inside him. “Someone out there must be better than him. Look for someone else.” “Well, there will always be someone better at something. Prince was kind enough to - “ The world stopped and her vision was covered in darkness. She could not see his expression and she was having difficulty in breathing. Her lungs hurt. For a moment, she felt weak and stopped breathing as she closed her eyes and brought Ceres to deal with this. “You are not allowed to talk about any other man with me. Hearing their names annoys me. You can only look at me and smile at me.” And he locked their lips once again. The taste of her was addicting and he just wanted to suck the nectar out of her mouth. [What the heck are you doing?!] Ceres questioned mentally the moment she felt those lips on hers. She wasn’t informed that she’d be dealing with this. [Belle, I will make you pay for this trick!] (As if you don't like his kisses!) ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend discord: Oning #3030 ***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE

The cosmos is a vast expansion of nothingness along with some petty organisms that roam freely on their homes known as planets. However, the true rulers of the Cosmos are beings higher than mortals. Those beings are life-forms capable of destruction and creation at its finest. When the Deity of Destruction destroys a planet allied with the Akashic Records, he unknowingly spares a child that may bring tough consequences. Along with the memories of his life and a little present from his savior, can the boy regress through time itself to prevent the destruction of his home from such an absolute being? Inspiration - The Author's POV

Trigger warning- Suicide and Self-Harm content ahead, parental guidance suggested. ————— "Where am I? Am I dead after falling into that pit?' I say as I look for a piece of glass from the street and make a cut on the palm of my other hand. 'Bitch! That hurt' I looked at my left palm bleeding and the shrill pain coursing through my veins. That's self-harm, and that's not something I'm a stranger to. I shake off the thought of being dead or falling into the pit as there are no scratches on my body. I might have passed put after my failed date this morning. Thinking of which, I feel gloomier. I help myself up and walk and dust off my pretty pink dress, that's when I notice the unusually deserted streets, with stores all open and cars all parked, but no sign of any living being all around. The flowers are all in bloom but no single bee around the sweet nectar. That made me question myself, 'Shin Ha-Yun, are you sure you aren't dead?'

Selene and Ben met when they were 19 years old and were together for several years. They had a painful break up after Ben's family disapproved of their plans to marry. Since then, Selene hasn't really had any major relationships. Instead, she has devoted her life to her career and proving her worth. Ben can't tell Selene the real reason why he had to break up with her. He has spent all the years apart building power and influence, all the while planning to get her back. When he heard she was presenting her design to his company, he couldn't stay away any longer, so he moved up his plans to win her back. But in doing so is he putting them both in danger? What will happen when she learns the truth? *********** Note: R18 content *********** Excerpt: They stood there for a while, kissing each other demurely, as if they were testing the waters. Selene couldn't help but let out little noises of pleasure, while Ben started breathing heavier. Ben pulled slightly away to look at Selene's lips, which were flushed with a dark pink from their kisses. "These are the lips I've been craving," he thought, then began nibbling on Selene's bottom lip. When she let out a little moan, he was satisfied that he could move forward. He pushed his tongue gently in between her lips as if asking for entrance. She was already lost in the feelings from the past and let him in. Once she did, the kiss transformed. Their lips were hungry for each other after being denied for so long. Ben pushed Selene against the wall nearby. His tongue licked the inside of her mouth as if he was tasting the nectar of the gods. His mind was racing as he thought, "God, she tastes so good, like the wine we had earlier." Selene couldn't help but let out a moan, but it was muffled by Ben's mouth on her. He sucked on her tongue while moving his hands slowly all over her back. Then his hands moved down to her tiny waist, while his mouth continued to dance around her tongue. He couldn't believe how she had stayed just the same after all these years. Ben started moving his mouth down her neck, nibbling here and there along the way. There would definitely be marks left where he sucked and gently bit. Selene tried to hold back her moans, but the best she could do was keep them quieter than usual. They were in a restaurant after all. "My God, what am I doing? We're in a restaurant!," she thought. But she didn't stop. She couldn't stop.

what happens when three best friends finally get what they want. will the ruthless show of power they so criticize rule over them? will they be able to overcome the consequences that came along with such great power? stick around and get to know how it will all unfold