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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS (R:18) THERE ARE TORTUE, BLOOD,CNC, SEXUAL EXPLICIT SCENE, MURDER, BLOOD AND KNIFE PLAY ETC CONTAINED IN THIS BOOK. PLS READ WITH CAUTION! REMEMBER, R:18!! ***** He slammed her back against the wall. Holding her wrist tightly, he leaned down on her neck inhaling her scent. "Ouch! You're hurting me!" Serena cried out, but he didn't care. He stuck out his tongue and gave her earlobe a languid lick before nibbling down on her neck. "How dare you let him touch you, princess? Do I need to remind you of whom you belong to?" He hissed through gritted teeth. His breath hot in her ears. Serena felt tiny and vulnerable as Marcellus's imposing figure loomed over her. She was pinned between the cold wall and his towering body, leaving her nowhere to escape. "I didn't let him touch me-" "Still lying, princess?" He interrupted. "I think I need to brand your body with my mouth, so anyone who dare look at you would know that you belong to me and only me." He didn't wait for her response before slamming his hungry lips on hers. Claiming it for himself as he suckled roughly on her bottom lips. He forced his tongue roughly into hers, sucking away her breath. The kiss was hot, heavy and rough filled with an insatiable hunger as he ravaged her lips.... ***** When Serena was thrown into Marcellus arms as a collateral she expected him to be rough and wicked like her madam. Instead, she became his obsession, her voice his daily sound, her presence his sole purpose of living and without her he was nothing. Enemies, dangers, secrets and lies began to unfold as they threatened the relationship between them. When Serena finds out her true identity, and what transpired 21 years ago, would she be able to forgive her biological parents for abandoning her? Or would she allow them to feed her more lies? Knowing that the truth would break her and Marcellus apart...

-[Highly Mature Content]- Lu Feng has been expelled from the heavenly realm, a consequence of the sins he committed: Sin 01: Daily malevolent smashing with the king's daughter Sin 02: Nourishing the queen's vagina Sin 03: Establishing a sect of sex for himself and his harems for solely malevolent pleasures Sin 04: Increasing the size of his cucumber with dark magic "Eh? How the hell do you mistake pleasure for sins?" Lu Feng yelled, veins bulging from his face. However, he was still executed. "Fools... I didn't believe the dark magic spell of soul transfer would work... hehehe." Interrupting his bewilderment was a knock on the door. The hotel room service entered, surprising Lu Feng with such an ass. Five minutes later... "Ma... ma... Master Lu... Lu Feng... Spare me!" Would he once again catch the eyes of Goddesses begging for his manliness, and climb to an unreachable pinnacle with secret admirers begging for one night... having millions of babies and his own bloodlines? spoiler Alert!: He Will...! "Call me Master Lu Feng!" --------- (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorari.... Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Notice: I've changed the cover of the Novel Zarek, an average D-Rank hunter, possesses a remarkable mana reserve and a unique absorption skill that only enhances healing magic and potions. Desperate to fund his ailing mother's treatment, Zarek bravely enters a portal above S-Rank with fellow hunters. However, their quest takes a dire turn when they encounter a formidable S-Rank monster, leaving Zarek severely injured. On the brink of collapse, a mysterious voice interrupts his struggle: "Absorption skill active. Mana Crystal detected - S-Rank. Would you like to use absorb on this item?" Will Zarek's absorption skill hold the key to his survival, and what secrets lie within the mysterious S-Rank Mana Crystal?

In the wake of the Great War of 3044, the world of Ethera is fractured, its nations divided by ancient grievances and rising political tension. Kiyoshi, once known as the feared Demon of Calamity, vanished during the war after unleashing untold destruction. Presumed dead, Kiyoshi awakens centuries later, a shadow of his former self. With no memories of his past, he wanders aimlessly, his immense mana causing the very forest around him to warp and thicken with magical energy. He is eventually found by Ceng-tae, a villager from a nearby town, who brings Kiyoshi into a quiet, rural community. There, Kiyoshi tries to piece together fragments of his lost past while forming new bonds with those around him—Celosia, a shy but powerful spirit-user burdened by her father’s plans for an arranged marriage; and Rajieru, a mischievous and unpredictable warrior with a penchant for breaking the rules. However, Kiyoshi’s peaceful life is interrupted by troubling signs from the outside world. The delicate balance between nations is unravelling, strange magical occurrences are on the rise, and whispers of forgotten demons and ancient powers grow louder. Celosia’s arranged marriage is part of the village’s desperate plan to secure their future, but the tension it creates threatens to tear them apart. Kiyoshi and his companions head to Kuoh Academy, a prestigious school of magic where they can hone their powers and uncover the truth about Ethera’s looming conflict. But as Kiyoshi starts to experience disturbing flashes of his past—visions of chaos, war, and a power beyond imagination—he realizes that his return might not bring peace but the resurgence of an ancient, hidden evil. As Kiyoshi and his friends delve deeper into the academy’s mysteries, they begin to unravel a startling truth: history has been rewritten, and the demons—once thought to be the enemies of the world—may not be the true villains after all. With his past slowly catching up to him, Kiyoshi must face the darkness within himself and decide whether he will be the world’s saviour or its doom.

Paavna is your average Chennai girl: middle-class, top scorer in everything except English, and a part-time life coach for her two chaos-machine brothers. Her life is simple, predictable, and occasionally interrupted by bus conductors yelling, “Oru ticket thara ma!” But even in her sea of struggles, she holds on to one secret: a hopeless crush on her classmate Aadav since first standard. Why? No idea. It’s not like he handed her a crayon or something. It just...happened. Aadav, on the other hand, is living proof that money can’t buy happiness—or therapy. Abandoned by his parents for their shiny new families, he’s been stuck with an empty mansion, two nerdy besties, and a reputation for being too cool to care. Except, he does care—especially about a certain girl who refuses to crumble under the weight of life, unlike him. But his pride won’t let him admit he likes her, so he hides it the way all boys do: by pretending she doesn’t exist. When they finally get around to addressing the awkwardness between them, it becomes clear that their feelings have always been there—buried under layers of misunderstandings. Paavna: "You know, for someone who’s so smart, you’re really bad at this ‘love’ thing." Aadav: "And for someone who aces everything, you’re really bad at reading signals." Paavna: "Signals? What signals? I’m just waiting for you to say something sensible for once!"

"Come, do you still want to find that loser" he said looking intently at me as my eyes rolled back in pleasure. He knew exactly what he was doing, but I ignored him. And in an instant he pulled out of me. "What the fuck Zard" I was soo frustrated then he pulled me back by my neck his gaze piercing through my "then answer me love". I began stammering "n-no-nope I don't wanna see him aga...ahhhhh", a moan escaped me as his member entered me interrupting me.

Thank you for choosing My Demon who loves me. Hope you will enjoy it as I did writing it. just a bit bringing of this unique novel. The alarm pierced the air, shattering the silence. Dohe's eyelids fluttered open, and she hesitated before slowly sitting up. With a gentle touch, she pressed snooze, quieting the reminder she had set the night before. Dohe stood up, still wearing her pajamas, and slipped on her bunny slippers. Her mind began to drift to the past, memories she had tried to lock away for 14 years. The sound of an ambulance was the first thing she heard when she tried to recall that tragic night. As she turned, she saw her younger self, hair packed in two ponytails, eyes swollen from excessive crying. Dohe's voice trembled as she pleaded, "Mom..." She knelt beside her mother's lifeless body, tears streaming down her face. The sound of shattering glass broke the spell, returning Dohe to the present. "The past you try to run from is what always comes to meet you." Dohe's life was a testament to those words. At 11, Dohe lost her parents in a tragic accident. Adopted by the influential Lucretia Family, she grew independent but struggled to shake off the pain. Fourteen years had passed, but memories of her parents lingered. Dohe yawned, covering her mouth, and walked to the mirror. A faint smile crossed her lips as she gazed at her reflection. She took a towel from her wardrobe and headed to the bathroom. After her bath, Dohe got dressed and picked up her bag. Her unique, soft hair framed her face. She recalled her parents' death on her 11th birthday, the last time she saw them. That fateful night, her parents received a call from the office, leaving Dohe behind. "We'll be back before you know it," they promised. But they never returned. Dohe waited, calling them repeatedly until a police officer answered. "Little girl, calm down... Your parents were in an accident... They didn't make it." Dohe's world shattered. Back in the present, Dohe's reverie was interrupted by a voice. "Where is she? I heard something break." A girl in her early twenties greeted an elderly woman. Dohe emerged from her room, hair cascading down her back, carrying a designer black bag. "Grandma, I'm going to the office. Don't forget your hospital appointment." As Dohe left, she called her manager, Lisa. A car pulled up; it was Lisa. "Miss Dohe, where are you headed?" Dohe entered the car, and Lisa informed her about a dinner meeting arranged by her grandmother. Dohe's annoyance grew. She called her grandmother, Majojo, who confirmed the dinner plans. Dohe was frustrated but had no choice. At the restaurant, Dohe met a man, Yehosua, who had booked the place for a private meeting. His blonde hair and brown eyes caught her attention. As Dohe entered, Yehosua read a newspaper, ignoring her. "Who are you?" he asked harshly, without looking up. Dohe introduced herself, and Yehosua's gaze remained fixed on the paper. A waiter interrupted, delivering cake. Yehosua's interest shifted, but Dohe was annoyed. "Can I sit?" she asked. Yehosua's sarcastic "No" fueled her irritation. Dohe took a seat, and Yehosua finally looked up. His handsome features surprised her. She wondered if he knew it was her birthday. Just as Dohe reached for the cake, a group of gang members burst in. Dohe slipped and fell, but Yehosua caught her, saving the cake with his other hand. As Dohe rushed to the washroom, she couldn't shake off Yehosua's handsome image. Meanwhile, the gang leader threatened Yehosua, who remained calm, focused on his cake. Yehosua's priorities puzzled the gang leader. "Can't someone eat cake in peace?" Yehosua asked, taking another spoonful. The leader's anger grew, and Yehosua's determination to savor the cake seemed almost... deadly. To know what happens next download or add to library Maring a Demon. by contract .

The clock ticked ominously in the dimly lit apartment, shadows stretching across the walls like dark tendrils. Jane's hands shook as she picked up her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced at the mirror, catching a glimpse of her reflection-eyes wild, lips trembling. With a deep breath, she dialed 911. "Police emergency," a calm voice answered. "Come to 123 Maple Street," Jane's voice was urgent, laced with desperation. "Unless it's going to be a vulture's desire..." "Ma'am, can you explain what's happening?" The dispatcher's tone shifted from routine to concerned. "No time!" Jane interrupted, panic rising within her. "Just come!... As she hung up, the silence felt suffocating. Memories flooded her mind-her ex-boyfriend's betrayal with her former best friend, the gut-wrenching pain of being replaced. She could almost hear their laughter echoing in her ears, mocking her. With tears streaming down her face, Jane sank to the floor, clutching the phone tightly. A dark resolve settled within her...

Minamoto Kazuya is an ordinary 2nd year highschool boy who's always sleepy. He frequently sleep on the rooftop of his school. One day, an incident occured thus interrupting his peaceful moment. He saw a group of bullies were beaten up by a girl. She is his classmate. Who would've thought this occurrence will lead to a love blooming relationship between these two. (Note: I dont have experience in writing novel lmao and why tf am i using Japan setting. Am not even japanese duh. Okay just enjoy my shitty romcom.) (cover image not sponsored, stole it from google)

Things go wrong after Jerry hooks up with a stranger at an all freshers party. * * * Bro, you gotta see the way your eyes were on her." He laughed, but less loudly this time." I won't lie, I've done it before, every guy does, she's beautiful, you gotta give it to her." "Well she's cute." She is! "She's beautiful, you know it, that's why you had a one night stand with her." I almost choked on my burger. I had to take a drink before I talked again. "What the hell man?!" I whispered loudly. "What?" "Why did you have to say that out loud like that?" "Oh. Chill, these people are too busy enjoying their burgers to listen to our Convo." He said really chilling about it. I remembered the main thing I was worrying about when I saw her earlier this morning. I didn't use a condom when we were grinding our bodies against each other that night! 'What was I thinking?!' That's what I would ask myself if I didn't have a chance to use one because I did. When I was carrying her, her legs wrapped around my waist tightly, into the room, through rough kisses, I had stopped our liplock, and had told her I didn't have a condom. She said she had some; both male's and female's actually but she didn't want us to interrupt what we were having at that particular moment. I would ask why she had both male and female condoms but she was right, it was too hot, too pleasurable, a moment to interrupt. "I can just take a pill after." She had said.

Kasuki a young Senior highschool boy was suddenly summoned to another world to be a hero. However when his stats were evaluated they appeared as an error. Even though he wanted to be teleported to a peaceful place, he wasn't granted that wish. His sister and best friends jumped into the circle with him. Now they ended up in the Dungeons of Chaos fighting to survive and get revenge on those who cast them away after they interrupted their peaceful lives.

"Being mated to the dreadful alpha was something I could’ve never imagined," Diva thought with a heavy sigh. "Ugh! Ahh!" she screamed, throwing a pillow across the room. "I’m so frustrated with everything right now," she muttered to herself. Her voice wavered with anger as she continued, "I never liked this man! And yet, that stupid soothsayer declared I’m mated to this unmerciful brute who kills over the slightest mistake." Her words were venomous, her frustration spilling into every corner of her room. She began tearing through her belongings, scattering clothes and breaking anything in her path. A loud bang came from the door, making her pause. "Diva!" Mikael’s firm voice cut through the silence. "You have to stop this nonsense and come back to your senses. Destiny doesn’t change just because you want it to." "Go away, Mikael!" Diva snapped, her voice cracking with desperation. "I hear you, loud and clear," Mikael replied with an edge of sarcasm. "But when you’re ready to stop acting like a child, don’t forget to call me. I’ll always be there, whether you like it or not." His tone softened slightly, but the sound of his footsteps walking away came swiftly after. Diva leaned her back against the door, sliding down to the floor as tears streamed down her cheeks. It felt like her whole world had been flipped upside down. She wiped at her face but couldn’t stop the sobs from breaking free. "Why him?" she whispered into the empty room. "Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be Derek?" Her mind raced with memories of Derek—the cold, piercing eyes that seemed to see through everyone, the air of authority that silenced even the boldest warriors, and the bloodstained rumors of his merciless reign. A knock came at the door again, softer this time. "Diva," Mikael’s voice was gentler now. "I know this isn’t easy for you. But running from it won’t change the truth. You need to face him. Talk to him. Maybe he’s not as bad as you think." She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Not as bad as I think? You don’t know him, Mikael. You don’t know what he’s capable of." "And neither do you," Mikael replied. "Maybe it’s time you found out." The silence that followed was deafening. Diva closed her eyes, her head dropping to her knees. She wanted to scream, to protest, to demand a different fate. But deep down, she knew Mikael was right. "Why does it feel like my life has been sold off to the devil himself?" she murmured. Her thoughts were interrupted by a chilling gust of wind that swept through the open window. She froze, her eyes darting to the curtains billowing in the night air. For a moment, she felt as if she was being watched. "Destiny, huh?" she whispered bitterly, glancing at the reflection of her tear-streaked face in the shattered mirror across the room. "If this is my destiny, then fate has made a terrible mistake."

Xiao is a 32 year old, who's an author to a few popular books. One day as she was writing a new part in her story, she was interrupted by her friends. Her friends told her to get dressed as they had something to show her. After she had got dressed up, her friends and her left. They drove to a restaurant. Xiao was confused. Her friends told her that today was the day she saved them and that they wanted to celebrate, but they had a surprise waiting for her in the room they had reserved for them. They went to the room and Xiao’s childhood best friend was there. All five of them talked. Ru, Xiao’s best friend, was a kpop idol in a group called Warriors. He told his group about her and now they want to meet her, which they do. After a while, the boys and Xiao’s friends had stopped drinking as they all had things they were doing the next day so they were slowly getting back to being sober. Xiao was also getting sober but it only took her a few sips of tea to do so. They all head back to their vehicles. Xiao was walking by Ru when she got hit. She fell into a coma and had been transported inside her book, the one she was writing a new part of. She became her main character who's on a dangerous mission while she's still in college. The time the book takes place is in ancient China.

"What's even your deal with the Callahan's!" Daisy yelled frustratedly at her mother. "The real answer" "Can you handle it?" Mrs Morretti, yelled back, standing close to Daisy. "Try me" Daisy nodded. She wanted to know the truth "Well, if it makes you happy then it's because Jerome Callahan killed your father!" Her mother yelled, her chest heaving up and down. "What?" She was getting married into my father's murderer's family? **** Daisy wanted the money to take care of her destitute family, while Jared wanted a wife to help secure his family legacy. These reasons brought them together and made them a perfect fit for themselves. However upon learning the news from her mother that the Callahan's had a hand in her father's death, she was more interested in pulling them to the ground too. But first of all, there was one VITAL RULE to this contract that brought them together. A rule they swore to keep. The rule was to NOT FALL IN LOVE. Would Daisy survive bringing the Callahan's down without her emotions interrupting her plan? Join Daisy in her adventure through lies, secrets and love.

The prince of Maldonia, Prince Artemis of House Arteides, the bear killer, the slayer of the elves is crowned King when his father Luca King Arteides dies. Aurora is a seer and a powerful witch who has yet to aknowledge her powers, only Artemis knows of it. Lucian Mithandir is in exile recruiting an army to fight Prince Castellan of house Taelin for the throne of Prophis. Artemis wants no parts of this war, but he is very aware whoever wins the war will later turn to Maldonia. Artemis has no clue that a bigger war is coming which will set out kingdoms on fire, Aurora has seen it in her dreams and it's for the Sweet Waters Throne in Maldonia. The end is uncertain but the ways are clearer, who will sit on the throne after the war to end all wars. The Bastard who's been denied his true claim to the Sweet Waters throne with the mighties fleet in the world and King Artemis of Maldonia who has Aurora and dragons breathing fire. ~ Excerpt Scene ~ "Are you ready? A dragon is not a horse my love" Aurora expressed her concerns. "The dragons are ready to be claimed, Your Grace. I think it’s the perfect time for Artodo to take the skies and be claimed. He and the King have great relationship. He just needs to understand the words that’s all. "Torgo explained while looking at both Aurora and Artemis. "I understand the words." Said Artemis. "Incendio for fire and Valar for him to fly. I know some Low Moor too." It seemed Aurora wasn’t easily convinced, "Knowing the language of our ancestors doesn’t mean you can hang on to the dragon and take to the skies, especially since you are not just practicing. You are taking the dragon to the Mines, in clear daylight." "Exactly, that is the only way we can silence Lord Leoric. I cannot let him take advantage of my sister, I have to try…" Visera interrupted. "He’s ready, I can see it in his eyes." She said with a smirk. Aurora ordered Torgo. "Bring him outside," in Low Moor. Torgo nodded and walked inside the darkened cave with a fire torch. All five dragons were inside the cave perfectly chained. He went after Artodo, the biggest of them all. The black beast, standing at forty feet from head to tail with a wingspan of twenty feet. A terrifying beast to even stare at. Artemis took two deep breaths. "According to my ancestors history, the youngest dragon rider to ever took the skies was ten years old. You’ll be fine." Aurora teased Artemis after she noticed how nervous he was. The dragon keepers placed a saddle on Artodo’s back and two strong handles made of iron and wood for Artemis to hang on to. Then, finally Aurora walked to Artodo — the black beast. She pulled in Artemis and they both touched the dragon’s right eye, soothing him before the take off. "This is your rider now Artodo, you are to obey him from this day forward to the last, as your mother commands." Aurora said this is Low Moor while the dragon hissed slowly. The dragon hissed and Aurora took it a sign that Artodo understood him. She took a step back and let Artemis take over. These two weren’t strangers to one another. Artemis’s touch wasn’t strange to Artodo and he silently lowered his left wingspan for Artemis to climb up. Carefully and slowly, Artemis mounted the black beast. It was no secret that he was scared. When he was on top of the dragon, Artemis smiled looking down and he suddenly exclaimed. "You all look like tiny bees from up here!" Aurora, Visera, Torgo and the dragon keepers laughed. Aurora walked to him and they looked at each other. Their dream finally came true; "Promise me, you’ll come back alive." Said Aurora. "I promise." "And that you will not burn the Mines to the ground. If she disagrees with you, perhaps it’s time to let her go." This was what Artemis truly needed to hear so he may stop his obsession with saving his sister. When he was ready, he shouted to Artodo. "Valar Artodo," and right there the dragon’s feet pounded the ground heavy as it prepared for takeoff.

Cassandra laid in bed dying, more than twenty years of life as the wife of Lord Mosely was worth nothing, with neither husband nor children in attendance. Her children despised her, her husband disdained her, and her in-laws detested her. She had been used, her innocent heart trampled on and her family lied to, all to obtain her ability to birth strong children. Regrets filled her mind even at her last moments. As she was preparing for the afterlife a messenger of God appeared to her. External forces had manipulated the free-will of her world, forcing her into a marriage that otherwise wouldn't have happened and plunging her world into chaos. Since the world's free-will course had been interrupted with her at the center, God decided to give her a chance to reset if she so chose, redo her adult life with her memories intact. Cassandra chose to take the opportunity, not for revenge, but for the chance to save her family and country.

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate earth, with a different geography and countries.

Lucian Fulgur, a young mage and newly appointed professor at the Oasis School of Sorcery, boards the luxurious Oasis Express, seeking solace and understanding in his late grandfather Balthazar's unfinished magical research. His tranquil journey is abruptly interrupted when a bloodied, enigmatic woman bursts into his compartment, pursued by a dark and malevolent force. As Lucian is drawn into her dangerous world of secrets and assassins, he must confront the shadows of his own past and the cryptic connection he feels with her.

A/N: The first 50 or so chapters have a comedic focus and are setup for the following plot. They are fun and introduce a lot of important characters, but don't be scared off by the lacking early plot. All of the setup and worldbuilding will be worth it. Hitching a ride with a summoned demon, Edol finds himself in a magical new world. Unfortunately for the young man, his dreams of discovering and exploring magic are quickly interrupted. This new world... knows nothing like a summoning spell. The few powers with previous information about the easily weaponizable spell quickly try to stifle the news of its existence. The moment Glory, the strongest Empire on the Eastern Continent, catches wind of the summoning spell, they move quickly. There is finally a way for them to conquer not only the continent they reside on, but also a method to travel over to sea to claim the land of other countries. ... And if they want to acquire this new spell, who better to search for than the one summoned by it in the first place?

WARNING: DARK ROMANCE, MATURE The judge's lips curved into a thin, wicked smile as her gaze locked onto Asher. She stepped forward, her black lace gown trailing behind her like a dark, flowing shadow. Beneath the mask that obscured her eyes, something cold and knowing gleamed—a predator sizing up its prey. Asher’s pulse quickened. He hadn’t expected this. No one had. From his seat, Mr. Evergland studied the scene with careful detachment, one hand resting casually on the arm of his throne-like chair. The room was tense, a ripple of hushed murmurs passing through the vampire assembly. Some watched with fascination. Others with growing unease. A few even looked outright afraid. The judge’s voice shattered the silence, calm but laced with a chilling authority. "You’ve made your choice," she said, each word deliberate. "You want to challenge this union, to save your sister... but you offer yourself as the prize. Very well. Let’s make it official." Asher froze, his breath caught in his chest. Official. The word settled over him like an iron weight, suffocating the air in the room. He had walked into this with no plan, no backup—but now it was too late to back down. The judge raised her hand, and the crowd fell into stunned silence. Her voice rang out again, carrying a finality that reverberated through the cold marble walls. "Tonight, Asher of the Kapella family," she declared, her tone unwavering, "you will not only interrupt our ceremony—you will replace it. We will honor the bond you’ve offered, and in doing so, I will bind you to me." A collective gasp swept through the room. Eyes flicked nervously between Asher and the judge. He could feel the weight of every gaze, but his own mind was spinning. This can’t be happening. This wasn’t part of the plan. "What do you mean?" he stammered, panic creeping into his voice. He had thought he was making a stand, but now it felt like the ground was slipping out from under him. "I... I didn’t mean—" The judge’s smile deepened, cruel and sharp. She tilted her head, as if savoring his discomfort. "Did you really think there would be no consequences?" she asked, her voice silk over steel. "You’ve disrupted our world, Asher. You’ve made your offer, and now... you’ll fulfill it. In the most fitting way." ______ In the desolate world of Rakan, the Evergland Clan reigns supreme as the most powerful royal vampire family. In a bid to secure an alliance, they seek a marriage candidate for their son and turn to the most coveted human family in the land, the Kapellas, who, despite their status, live in poverty and misfortune. This human family consists of a widowed mother, an eldest daughter, and two sons: the youngest son, who is mute, and the eldest son, Asher, who is terminally ill. The Evergland Clan arranges a grand dinner and ball to unite the families. Though the eldest daughter, the family’s pillar of strength, has already found love with another human, she is nonetheless chosen to marry the vampire heir. Bound by duty but conflicted by her heart, she is set to fulfill the Evergland Clan’s wishes. During the proceedings, Asher, determined to protect his sister from a loveless union, takes a bold step. He interrupts the wedding and takes over, giving himself up to a mysterious women. Unaware of the consequences this declaration will bring, Asher unknowingly opens the door to a fate far darker than he could have anticipated.

Riku Tanaka, a 16-year-old high schooler, is known for two things: his passion for baseball and his unmatched intellect. While most of his classmates see him as a natural-born ace pitcher, only a few close friends are aware of his true talent for solving puzzles, cracking codes, and deciphering the most complex of problems. A quiet genius, Riku’s mind thrives on physics, chemistry, and logic, but he has no interest in using these skills for anything other than his love for the game. However, Riku’s life takes an unexpected turn one fateful evening. After a long baseball practice, he stumbles upon a chilling crime scene in the heart of Tokyo. A gruesome murder has occurred, and the police, along with FBI agents, are baffled by the lack of evidence. Despite their best efforts, they can’t find any leads to solve the case. As the media frenzy intensifies, reporters press the head detective for answers. In a moment of inspiration, Riku, observing from the sidelines, casually interrupts and offers a chilling theory: “This isn’t just a murder. It’s a carefully planned message. And I know how to decode it.” The detective, initially skeptical, listens as Riku’s genius shines through. With unparalleled logic and a deep understanding of human psychology and science, he begins to unravel the mystery. His keen mind quickly identifies overlooked clues, and as he pieces together the puzzle, Riku uncovers a network of corruption, deception, and hidden motives far beyond what anyone could imagine. Riku’s involvement in the case grows, and soon, he’s solving murder mysteries, tracking down criminals, and outsmarting the most elusive perpetrators—all while keeping his identity as a high school student a secret. His love for baseball becomes a welcome distraction, but his passion for solving crimes starts to consume him. With his talent for deduction and a brilliant mind sharp enough to see through lies, Riku Tanaka becomes an unlikely detective, feared by criminals and admired by those who seek the truth. This manhwa focuses on a young genius navigating the world of crime-solving while balancing his school life, passion for baseball, and unraveling complex mysteries. With each case, Riku not only uncovers hidden truths but also grows as an individual, making it a compelling blend of mystery, intellect, and coming-of-age themes.

Her heels made a calculating thud as friction were applied. Few petals from the bouquet she brought fell off the ground as if they were confetti for grand celebration. Every eye focused on Einne with her grand entrance as they were all swoon with her sweet smile. Her hair brushed off with the wind as she elegantly motioned towards the man who was too paused while looking at her towards him. She wore knee-length white flowy dress which match her cheerful strides. She was beautiful being who is refreshing to look at that the crowd fix their gazes on her. She brought with her bouquet of red roses as if she happily received them from her lover. It was like a scene in a romantic drama, they were picturesque, the man and a woman intimately yearn with each other. The spectators nearby them took pictures and videos and post it on their social accounts. They were trending with that they with the hashtag #Onthespotproposal #Couplegoals. “I-,“Kent was interrupted with her hands. “Just 5 minutes.” She pleaded to him. “Happy anniversary to us.” She shoved him the bouquet in his hands. “I thank you for your sincere love. I thank you for the seven years you stayed with me,” “Einne.” He looked at her that he was about to cry. He holds back his tears, no one could compare the woman in front of her. She gave him all her love for the past 7 years too. She deserved to be loved and protected. She paused and looked at him. This time there was no warmth in her eyes. Her eyes were full of disgust and disappointment. “Let’s break up.” She pulled the ring in her finger and handed it to him. “Einne, I,” he was interrupted again. He too was surprised with the reversal of this event. “There will be no wedding. I already cancelled all the accommodations we already planned. I already throw the invitations, incinerate them to be exact.” “You don’t need to explain further. I gave you the liberty at your disposal. I hope we will not meet in the future. Congratulations Kent. You were free in my grasp. Goodbye.” Einne walked out with satisfaction. No more shedding of tears, no more pleading, no more revenge and schemes. Let’s keep the plot short and simple. Her life is already a major plot twist. With all the exaggerated events like lies, cheating and revenge, is not new to her. Why would a pessimist and monotone office girl like her stuck in an antagonist role? In a cliché romance novel where David and Carmen where the main character and she was the hated role? She will not waste her monotone life with this exaggerated and stuck in a novel which is she hated the most. “I need my life back!” she thought as she was done with this roleplaying. I was only organizing an inventory in the first place. What would happen to her salary if she missed her overtime loads?

[So tell me, what do you want? Beauty System, who will make you one of the world's most drop-dead gorgeous women at the end...or Scholar System, who will make you one of the world's smartest people.] "I choose Scholar System!" Before Layla Ainsworth can answer, an excited voice interrupts the system. Layla Ainsworth glanced at her sister Greta Ainsworth with a deep look in her eyes. Her sister changed her choice this time around. But the question was...can it change her fate? .............................................. Layla Ainsworth and Greta Ainsworth were daughters of the poor Ainsworth Family.  At the age of 15, however, both of them mysteriously heard a mechanical voice in their mind. [Congratulations Miss Ainsworth, you have received a chance to change your fate. Our package has a Beauty System and a Scholar System. Which one would you like? ] "I will choose Beauty System!" Greta Ainsworth shouted before turning to her sister with a coy look, "Sister you won't mind, right?" Layla being the eldest sister, nodded and sacrificed her happiness for her younger sister. But when her own sister smeared her name, kicked her out of the house, and tried to ruin her reputation, Layla stopped being generous. She worked hard, completed her graduation by doing a part-time job, and with the help of the Scholar System, built her own company. Her hard work paid off. Her company ranked 1st domestically and ranked 3rd internationally. Her success story was used as a motivation by many.  Greta Ainsworth on the other hand failed miserably. Driven by desperation and jealousy, she killed herself and Layla. Who would have thought the wheels of fate would turn and they both would be back to the day they were given a choice? This time Greta didn't hesitate to choose Scholar System while casting a vicious glance at Layla. "Sister you won't mind, right?" She repeated the same dialogue. Layla smirked and answered, "Sure." With the knowledge of her previous life and the Beauty system in this life, she will prove to Greta that she wasn't successful because of her system, but the efforts she made. Along the way, she decided to find her gentle boyfriend who had a difficult life in the early stages. This time she will ensure, he doesn't have to suffer. She also vowed to save all those whom she lost in her last life. After all, wealth wasn't alluring, if there was no one to spend it with. ............................... "Why are you so hellbent on saving me? I am just some rat from the hellhole unlike you, the rising star of the entertainment industry while owning a company!" A certain handsome tanned man with a chiseled jaw and passionate eyes stared straight into Layla's eyes. "Because I like you," Layla muttered, her hands slowly caressing the cheeks of the man who not only lost his sight but also his life to protect her. "Do you wanna kiss me?" She tempted. "You..." "Yes or no?" Layla blinked her eyes innocently, while her system cursed her in a childish voice. [Host you are truly devious.] The certain handsome man blushed, yet his actions were much more honest and he leaned toward Layla's lips.

Xiang Kang, the prince of Shin Dynasty travels the Ethereal Nine Palaces in order to obtain the thousand-treasures worth crown, as dreamt by his father. But in the midst of the journey, competitors and mystical creatures interrupt.

Starting up when I get back here again. I am going through a tough period right now, and I am getting emotionally better before releasing much. Each month I will share one Apocalyptic Fairytale from Dead Faerie Tales here, for free. For more adventures, check out my Dead Faerie Tales book, which brings all the adventures together with new characters and arcs. This month, it's the Soulmate of Mister Umbrella. This book will disappear and change into another book next month, so read it while you can. (This book is now done.) Since her family's catastrophe during her first day of college, Julie Mars lives a humdrum life. One day while staring at the clouds, she is yanked out of the way by her childhood imaginary friend. Mister Umbrella in the Sky is your typical imaginary friend, except that he isn't imaginary. While feeling an insidious darkness creeping within an old friend, he interrupts just in time to save her. Julie's life is a mess. She used to be filled with sunshine, and now there was nothing but rain inside of her soul. Something new, something wicked had been in contact with Jewelsy. Can he show her the goodness of life or will the darkness claim her first? *Prequel to Wonderland Mafia in An Apocalyptic Fairytale Collection. Also available in Dead Faerie Tales, where several An Apocalyptic Fairytales combine into one gigantic adventure. (Project Wolf and Saving Mrs. Claus are always available but the endings do take coins to read.)

just as if controlled by an unknown force Adeline began to convulse vigorously as she reached her climax. As she steadied herself underneath Dileon, she took his hot pulsating shaft in her hand rubbing it upwards and downwards causing Dileon to moan with great pleasure. After several actions he exploded with a loud roar spraying his hot juices all over Adeline's bosom. The heat that had built up in him subsided immediately. Dileon lessened his weight on Adeline as he kissed and caressed her. Suddenly, the door burst open banging against the wall as the lights went on violently. Dileon immediately threw overcoat over Adeline covering covering hair down past her knees and her face showing only here ankle down the foot. King Nero matched in angrily followed by Queen Elizabeth and some other Court officials. A sharp voice was heard approaching from the back, it's sounded more like Princess Genevia. "See! there is the prince of Hillcrest define a woman and not just any woman, the first princess of Ghany. He had her drunk and decided to defile her right under our noses." Princess Genevia accused pointing. ”What is this prince?!!!" King Nero fumed seeing Dileon half naked. “What is this supposed to mean? who else would I be with if not my lady? "Dileon glared at the king with such animosity.“he lies to you father, I saw him drag Veronic here into this very room" Geneva continued to blurt. “quiet you! "King Nero command. King Nero pissed up a little and immediately stopped in a structure upon realizing adelines fair foot and weak ankle which she possessed. The Court officials gasped with surprise and humor as they realized the now shredded dress which Princess Adeline wore. “ That is Adeline my daughter! what have you made us do?" he felt ashamed of interrupting. Tilting up his head he wore an apologetic face with disappointment etched , "couldn't you two wait any longer?" He asked Dileon softly of course not expecting a respond. Dileon shrugged with a victorious smirk on his face.........................................

MATURE CONTENT: No rape element or non-consensual sex. Rivalry, death, bloodbath, massacres; in that order - the war between the Italian Mafia and the Russian Mafia was not a smooth sailing. Alessandro Ruffo, who had just taken over from the former Don of the Italian Mafia, finds himself wedged between enemies who hunted for his blood and would do anything to have the Italian mafia empire taken away from him. Regardless, Alessandro was strong enough to take them down and is recorded as the mob boss with the most kills. However, Aless’ strength wavers when a weakness, in the form of an eighteen-year-old autistic girl, walks into his life. Swan Skylar, the younger sister of the man who ran away with his money, becomes Alessandro's newest obsession and his weakness. When his enemies figured this out, Swan's life is put in danger and Aless must do everything in his power to protect her even if it meant accepting defeat at the hands of his enemies ~ “I will–I will serve you in place of what my brother owes you.” Alessandro relaxes into his sitting stance, regarding her in a mesmerizing gaze. “How so?” His gruff tone resounded in his enormous office. “I–I can help you wash the dishes or wash your clothes or clean your shoes or—” She is interrupted by Alessandro suddenly jerking onto his feet and ambling towards her in a polished stance. “Raise your head.” Alessandro's command is calm and relaxing. When she doesn't respond, Alessandro takes her chin in his delicate fingers and tilts it up slowly until she meets his gaze. He stared dreamily at her bright, sparkling blue eyes and whispered gruffly, “What is your name, amore mio?” “Swan.” She responded softly. “Alright, Swan. How about serving me with something different? Take for instance, your body.” WARNING: The female protagonist of this novel is autistic and might display the behavior of an eight-year-old.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

18+ Quick Transmigration BL/LGBT, M-Preg MC/Phoenix/Bottom/Shou/Switch, ML/Top/Gong/Switch-only for MC Both MC & ML are complex characters, and each arc will highlight the different sides to their personalities so some arcs MC maybe a power bottom and in some ML takes charge. But mostly MC is bottom, and ML is top. Join us as we follow a young anti-hero named Phoenix, as he tries to free himself from the clutches of whom ever kidnapped him and imprisoned him, gain power & knowledge in order to take them down & regain his memory that's been locked away from him. It seems that someone else was after Phoenix too but for what and why would they help him escape? Solaris the sentient A.I. system that hacked into The Jailer System that had been forcibly bound to Phoenix's soul and helped to spring Nix from his prison but for what reason and at what cost? No good deed goes unpunished and nothing absolutely nothing in the multiverse is ever completely free. But what choice does Nix have? Surely following Solaris' missions cannot be worse than what he left behind right? Is this just another way for his captors to abuse him more? Can he ever be truly free when he just spent the last 32 thousand years being forced to live one horrific abusive life after the other. Can he even dream of healing when he cannot forget even a single moment, he spent in that hell hole? This story begins at the end of his imprisonment from "hell" and follows his journey to discovering himself, regaining his lost memory and discover who and what was and is behind all this. But can he handle the truth? What happens if he were to learn that he was being punished for crimes against the celestial Dragon Emperor and heaven itself? Could he truly be capable of such a thing and if so, what will he do then? One could definitely say that Nix is an anti-hero, since he is not benevolent but would not stand for injustice happen to the innocent or those, he deems worthy enough to care for and about. Nix is cold, apathetic & keeps everyone & everything at arm's length. Despite his cold, arrogant, apathetic & aloof exterior, Nix surprisingly has a big soft heart for animals & children, as well as all things cute & adorable but he would never admit it. ML: Hey what about me? Nix: What about you? Who are you again anyways? ML: ...? Solaris & Author: eating popcorn & booked peanuts (I know they aren't for everyone, don't come for me) ML: Nix how can you say that? Mrs_TNT do something he's being hateful again for no reason! Why must he always push me away? What did I ever do to him? Author Mrs_TNT: Is that a serious question right now? Well, I guess you'll have to read to find out. This story begins at the end of his first imprisonment and follows Phoenix as he tries to recover his memories from before he was imprisoned and bound to the Jailer System as well as gain power and complete the missions given by Solaris until he can finally be free and exact his revenge before he has his soul annihilated so that he never reincarnates again. I may do flashbacks or even write a prequel after this novel is finished depicting his long, long journey just to get to the beginning of this novel. Be Warned! There will be several triggering topics addressed in this novel, though it is not a dark romance it does touch on abuse: neglect, mental, verbal, physical and sexual. This is a Boy Love, LGBT or gay romance novel that will have explicit scenes. I will not be putting warnings up as I go along. I am working through some of my own trauma through writing this novel, so I understand it is not for everyone. That said this is very loosely based off some of my own experiences and any coincidences between names, places or events is just that a coincidence and have nothing in common unless I state other wise and will credit it if I do as well. Cover art was made by me using A.I. image generator and editing it myself. I hold all rights to this novel.