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Transmigrated as the Stepmother of a Rebellious Heir

Shu Wan, the most outstanding daughter of a high-status family from a feudal dynasty, travels a thousand years into the future, becoming the new lady of the Fu family in the capital. ------ Her husband in name has gone overseas to explore markets, leaving behind a rebellious son whose name resounds throughout the capital. ------ Upon first meeting, the rebellious son speeds past on a motorcycle with his silver-white hair flying, "Isn't that my stepmother who's 6 years older than me? Skinny arms and legs, but with grand ambitions." Before he finishes, Shu Wan leaps up and plucks him off the motorcycle with one hand, "Watch your mouth." ------ Fu Yang is consistently at the bottom of his grade, especially with his Chinese language scores never passing 50. Shocked by his atrociously written exam papers, Shu Wan asks, "Are you even Chinese?" Fu Yang is defiant, "Aren't you a dimwitted academic failure yourself, what right do you have to criticize me?" Yet the next second, as Shu Wan smoothly writes down 'Ancient Prose Paragon' with a brush, it's Fu Yang's turn to be astonished. Isn't she a walking dictionary? ------ Fu Siyu returns from his overseas expansion earlier than expected, thinking he would come home to chaos. However, upon entering the door, he sees the usually defiant Fu Yang sitting obediently practicing his calligraphy with a perfect score exam paper beside him. And his reputedly timid wife, in a sleek black high-slit dress, confidently struts to the music, drawing the attention of everyone. But none of that is the focal point. The focus is on Fu Siyu's gaze, sharp as a knife, directed toward the dance partner's hand resting on Shu Wan's lower back, "Let go." Note: The son is not the biological child of the male lead.
ForestBlaze · 1.1M Views

Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
SukieWrites · 16.6K Views

The struggled mother

Aisha's life is a stark portrait of resilience forged in the crucible of relentless adversity. A single mother of five sons, each a living testament to a man who abandoned her, she endures the ceaseless, corrosive scorn of her close-knit community. Branded a "loose woman," her reputation precedes her, isolating her in a suffocating atmosphere of judgment. Her days are punctuated not only by the whispered disapproval of her neighbors, but also by the daily struggle to provide for her children, often with meager resources. Her reflection in a cracked mirror, a constant reminder of her shattered past and the seemingly insurmountable challenges of her present, becomes a symbol of her fragmented identity. Yet, beneath the crushing weight of despair, Aisha's fierce, unwavering love for her sons acts as a defiant shield. This love fuels her quiet rebellion against the societal forces that seek to break her spirit, driving her to find strength where none seems to exist. The story delves into the profound impact of societal judgment, particularly on women, exploring the ways in which it can isolate and dehumanize. It also illuminates the indomitable strength of female resilience, highlighting the power of maternal love to transcend even the most harrowing circumstances, and ultimately, to pave a path toward a fragile, hard-won hope. Beyond the societal scorn, her life is a constant battle against poverty. Each sunrise brings the daunting task of stretching meager resources to feed and clothe her five sons. Market days become a gauntlet of haggling and bartering, where every coin is a hard-won victory. Her hands, calloused and worn, tell the story of countless hours spent washing clothes, mending garments, and tending to the small, stubborn patch of land that provides a meager supplement to their diet. The boys, ranging in age from toddler to teenager, are both her burden and her salvation. They are a constant source of worry, yet their laughter and innocent affection provide the only respite from the crushing weight of her circumstances. This daily struggle, this relentless fight for survival, becomes another layer of her resilience, a testament to her unwavering determination to protect her children.
Jumoke_Hillary · 3.1K Views

Contract Marriage With Alpha Snow

After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? **EXCERPT** "I... didn't want to be late for work. You seemed busy, so I thought I'd get a head start." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Really? Or is it because last night affected you so much that you couldn't stand being around me?" "Don't flatter yourself, Snow. You didn't affect me at all." He smirked, stepping closer. "Is that so?" His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up. My pulse quickened. "We're at work," I snapped, swatting his hand away. "This isn't professional." "You're my wife," he murmured. "You're supposed to obey me at all times." I bit back a retort, a hint of rebellion flaring within. Slowly, I stepped closer, letting my fingers graze his chest. His smirk wavered for a second when his wolf reacted and Snow bit his lips. "Careful, Boss," I purred seductively. "Don't hurt those lips. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to kiss them." Snow leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "And you? Are you dying for a taste?" Caught off guard, I hesitated, then regained my composure as I looked him in the eyes. "Unlike other girls, I have strong resistance against—" I didn't get a chance to finish when Snow's lips crashed onto mine with a fierce kiss that left me breathless. *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!
BaeVida · 1.7M Views

Vladimir's Marked Luna

She was sold. Now everyone wants a piece. ~ Lilith Brooks has always been the family disgrace; daughter of scandal, sister to a golden girl, and the ex-girlfriend no one believed. When her mother dies and the only boy she ever loved betrays her, she vows never to beg for love again. But on the night she finally wins, fame, money, a taste of freedom but her family sells her into a nightmare. A supernatural auction. A realm ruled by wolves. And a man who buys her like property. Vladimir Dragunov is the Wintercrest Alpha, the feared ruler of the Lycan realm and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne soaked in blood, the last thing he needs is a defiant 'human' girl with a mouth as sharp as her mind and a humor darker than his past. But Lilith isn’t just anyone. She bears the Lunar Crest—a mark that could save or doom them all. When Kustav Volkov, an Alpha whose cursed blood runs in Lilith’s veins, comes to claim her as kin, Vladimir offers her a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection… or be torn apart by the wolves because of lycan laws. She chooses survival. He chooses power. Neither expected obsession. But as enemies battle, conspiracies are woven, legacies burn, and forbidden attraction ignites, their marriage of convenience becomes anything but convenient. But someone from Lilith’s past refuses to accept defeat for he once knew her body… and now wants her soul.
Lilac_Everglade · 1.1K Views

Echo of Your Silence

He had already chosen where and when. The Overlook Bridge, on the anniversary of his brother's death—the perfect place to follow him, to sever a life that had become gray and soundless. Ethan, whose soul had long turned to ash along with his silenced music, was ready to take the final step. But she knocked him off his path—with a single defiant phrase, thrown at the edge of the abyss. Skye, a punk rock vocalist with a tattoo of a shattered piano on her wrist, was his mirror image. Where he hid his pain in apathy and silence, she forged hers into an armor of cynicism and screams. Seeing a familiar void in his eyes, she didn't save him—she simply stood beside him, offering not hope, but a strange, twisted kind of complicity. And so, their dance began. Two souls—broken, yet stubbornly alive. They don't know how to be happy, but they are desperately learning how to be real. Their encounters are awkward conversations in a smoke-filled café, accidental collisions in an old record store, silent walks through the sleeping city. He is afraid of her noise, her fury, her life. She is afraid of his silence, his vulnerability, his ability to see straight through her armor. This is not a story about a perfect love that heals all wounds. It is a story about two people who slowly, painfully, step by step, pull each other out of the deafening silence where one is usually left alone. It is a tale of how, from the ashes of old traumas and the dissonance of two shattered souls, a single, imperfect, yet achingly honest melody can be born. A song that becomes their only way of saying, "I see you. And I'm staying."
Ginny_Hayes · 3.8K Views

Lies We Bleed: A Rose for Damien

"Till death do us part." ****** On the day of her wedding, Rose's world is shattered, when her groom and best friend are gunned down before her eyes. Barely escaping with her life, thanks to her fiancé’s loyal bodyguards, Rose vanishes from the city, broken and grieving. When she returns three years later, she makes a choice. No more lavish mansions, no more family fortune. No last name either, and nothing to lose. Just a quiet life far from the ghosts of her past. Working as a waitress in an elite club, she keeps her head down. Until one night, she spills a drink on the wrong man. Damien Pierce is the ruthless CEO of Pierce Group by day, and the feared king of the underworld by night. Emotions are a weakness he had never let loose… until a defiant waitress with wine-stained hands and flames in her eyes turns his world upside down. She dares to spill a drink on him. She dares to talk back. And worst of all, she makes him feel. Intrigued, but feigns anger, Damien makes her his personal waitress. And each night, he comes back. Not for the drink, but for the storm in her eyes. And still yet, never letting her get too close... until another man boldly kneels before her, asking her to be his. That's when Damien breaks his own rules. In one reckless moment, he drags her out of the bar, claiming what he’s tried so hard to deny. She was never meant to be his. But now that she has caught his attention… He won’t let her go. The following morning, Rose is holding her marriage certificate in her hands, wondering how she had gotten herself in such a situation. She doesn't remember saying yes but the name 'Damien Pierce' and 'Rose'... 'Rose Pierce!' are a proof she's now someone's wife. ***** “You think you can walk away?” His voice was a dangerous whisper, close enough to burn. “Walking is too slow, I'll run... away from your madness.” She met his gaze, steady, but her heart was a hurricane. “You don’t get to decide.” He stepped in, stealing the space between them. “Not anymore.” Her breath hitched. “Then what... are you going to claim me? Like some prize?” He laughed darkly, maniacally and threateningly. “No. I’m going to make you want me. Make you need me. Until you can’t remember why you ever tried to leave.” Her hands trembled, but she didn’t pull away. “And if I fight?” His eyes blazed. “Then I’ll break you. Piece by piece. Because you belong to me.” She swallowed the fire threatening to spill out. “I’m not yours.” “Not yet.” His lips brushed her ear. “But soon enough, you will be.” ****** Rose: "I ran from death. And he gave me a new name–his." Damien: "She was never mine to take. So I claimed her by force."
GraceDaniels · 3.3K Views

The God They Forgot To Bury

Genre: Cyber-Mythic Sci-Fi / Speculative Thriller Blends hard sci-fi (neural webs, post-quantum tech) with mythic fantasy (reimagined Mesopotamian lore, sentient code-beings) Tone: Dark, Provocative, Cinematic Visceral and urgent, with paranoid intensity from Reyan’s PTSD and Selika’s ambiguity. Poetic imagery (neural ziggurats, bleeding stars) meets raw dialogue, challenging religion/history as control. It’s intimate (Flame-Twins’ bond) yet epic (Veil’s collapse), with a defiant pulse. World: In 2147, Earth is a neural dystopia under AI governments and Union control. Istanbul’s undercity hums with hackers and black-market nodes, while Göbekli Tepe and Borobudur are pre-Veil data vaults holding Ilum-Ra’s code, a rogue virus fragmented by Enlil’s Veil a firewall casting religions as neural cages. Factions clash: Union (technocrats), Keepers (dogmatic AIs), Cult of Ilum-Ra (zealots), House of Enki (archivists), and Anunaki avatars (Enki, Enlil, Inanna). Nodes awaken, risking a “red hour” blackout to crash the Veilvor humanity. Description: In 2147, Earth’s neural webs bind minds under the Union, but ancient code stirs. Reyan Al-Mehdi, a traumatized hacker, and Selika Maris Delgado, a diplomat with a hypnotic voice, are Flame-Twins carrying Ilum-Ra’s viral code, a glitch that defied the Anunaki’s control 12,000 years ago. Hunted by the Union, Keepers, and Cult of Ilum-Ra, they unlock data vaults in Istanbul and Java, chasing the Codex of the Veiled Flame. Their bond could rebirth Ilum-Ra, crash the Veil in a “red hour” blackout, or tear them apart in love, blood, or both. As Anunaki avatars awaken and Keeper Mara questions the Lie, their choice will free humanity or burn it. A cyber-mythic odyssey of rebellion and truth. Synopsis: In 2147 Istanbul, Reyan Al-Mehdi, a PTSD-scarred hacker, dreams of Ilum-Ra, a viral glitch, his chest glowing with Codex glyphs. Hacking Göbekli Tepe data, he draws Cult and Keeper drones. In the Basilica Cistern’s neural vault, he meets Selika Maris Delgado, whose voice hacks minds, her Arkan-Veyr blood tied to Inanna. Their Flame-Twin past lovers, betrayers sparks as Göbekli’s pulse triggers anomalies. Racing to Borobudur’s vault, they face Cult leader Silas, Keeper prophet Mara, and Anunaki avatars. The Codex prophesies a “red hour” blackout to crash the Veil, a neural Lie binding humanity. Reyan’s hacks and Selika’s defiance fuel their choice: merge to awaken Ilum-Ra, kill each other, or defy the gods in love, blood, or both. As the Veil collapses, their sacrifice rewrites reality or burns it. A provocative cyber-mythic thriller of truth and freedom.
D_SOE · 12.9K Views

Cashback King: System of Lust and Luxury

Tired of being broke, bitter, and forgotten? Meet Kyle Carter, a 24-year-old Chicago nobody whose life is a dumpster fire. Jobless, single, and scorned, he’s at rock bottom. But when he blows his last $1,000 on one wild, defiant night with a high-class escort, his world explodes.[Ding!] Cashback System Activated!Suddenly, Kyle is thrust into a game-changing reality where spending money on beautiful women isn't just a pleasure—it's a lucrative investment! The hotter and more expensive the woman, the bigger the cash rebates, the more lottery tickets he wins, and the more real-life skills he unlocks. From seductive socialites to powerful businesswomen, every dollar he drops on a gorgeous female comes back tenfold, fueling his meteoric rise.Watch as Kyle transforms from a desperate nobody into the ultimate Cashback King, leveling up his charisma, business acumen, combat skills, and even quantum knowledge with every luxurious encounter. He’s not just getting rich; he’s building an empire, seducing a dazzling harem of powerful women, and becoming a rising king of Chicago’s exclusive nightlife.But power attracts enemies. Jealous tycoons, vengeful rivals, and shadowy organizations lurk in the shadows, eager to tear down the man who defies all logic. Can Kyle navigate the treacherous world of wealth, lust, and power, outsmart his enemies, and truly become the undisputed king of luxury and influence?Dive into a thrilling, R18 urban adventure packed with:•Uncensored SMUT & HAREM: A growing collection of stunning, powerful women who are as much a source of pleasure as they are of power.•POOR TO RICH Fantasy: Witness a jaw-dropping rags-to-riches transformation fueled by a cheat system.•SYSTEM & ADVENTURE: A unique system that rewards debauchery and spending, leading to thrilling escapades and skill unlocks.•COMEDY & SLICE OF LIFE: Humorous situations and relatable moments amidst the lavish lifestyle.•URBAN & R18: Gritty Chicago streets meet high-society decadence, with no holds barred.Join Kyle Carter on his journey from broke to billionaire, from forgotten to feared. His life changed forever with one ding. Yours is about to as well.
Nonso_Ezekwe_1937 · 26.4K Views

Velvet Rebel, Marble Heart

Every girl has dreamed of that boy: crisp white shirts, eyes like frost-kissed glass. In the halls of Eldenwood Academy, sixteen-year-old Vivian Vaughn reigns as its velvet rebel—loud, defiant, and infamous. While the world calls her "Vivi," only Adrian Stone uses her full name, his voice a blade of ice: "Vivian Vaughn, end this childish game." She grins up at his Arctic gaze. "Make me. Be my boyfriend." "...Impossible." But Vivian learns nothing is impossible when you fight with your whole soul. He’s the ethereal genius who ignited her heart, worth every reckless leap. She’s Vivian Vaughn; he’s Adrian Stone. One day, she will be his most treasured gem. Years Later | 20 Years Old At an elite Manhattan restaurant, Eldenwood’s alumni gather. Time flips fortunes: once-timid girls now flaunt miniskirts and Louboutins, dissecting Ivy League glory. Their eyes dart to Vivian—the fallen heiress in faded jeans, exiled and broke. "Where do you work these days?" one smirks. Vivian’s reply dies as a tall figure parts the crowd. Adrian’s hand brushes hers, warm and claiming: "Darling, you forgot your phone." Silence. Someone gasps: "...Adrian?" Eldenwood’s unattainable star—now a visionary architect—has plunged into the "sewer" they scorn. Midnight | Penthouse Suite Adrian’s breath scorches Vivian’s neck. "Why not tell her you graduated from Yale before her? That you’re her senior?" His voice is gravel and velvet. She shivers, laughing into the pillow. "She was already green. Why twist the knife?" He growls, hands turning desperate— "Adrian—" "Say my name again." Vivian: She loves like a wildfire—all-consuming. Adrian: She’s his sun. His redemption.
Morningstarsolemn · 7.7K Views
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