Cliff Booth Shirt

"Chu Zhaoyang, what are you doing unbuttoning?" Gu Nian stepped back. Chu Zhaoyang unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, "Sleep." "But it's daytime now, hey... weren't you going to sleep? Let me go first..." To outsiders, everyone thought that Master Chu was cold and face-paralyzed as if he didn't have any expression, but they didn't know that he was kidnapped when he was young and had nightmares every night. It wasn't until he met Gu Nian, that he suddenly felt that sleeping was quite enjoyable... He knew that there was someone living in her heart, and even if that person would never come back, all he had to do was to drive that person away and change the tenant in her heart. However, the person who should have been dead came back..... He said pitifully, "Gu Nian, I seem to be homeless." But Gu Nian pointed at his heart: "When you moved in, I signed a lifetime residence agreement with you." He laughed. .................................................... Hi guys, This time I'll try to translate one of my favorite novel that I've been a fan of. Since I can't find the novel in Webnovel, I thought about giving it a try to translate it. And, I would love to let you all enjoy this novel. Plus, if you know that this series is from the seven gentleman series. You may know that this novel is the third book before the story of Han Zuoli, The Long-awaited Mr Han

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector comes to carve a payment from her body, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain permits only male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything is going according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold and unwavering authority, starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison of its own as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath cold allure lies a darkness Violet can’t ignore, a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]. I, Lily, thought I had it all: a loving boyfriend, a close friend, and a normal life. But it all came crashing down when I discovered the unthinkable: my boyfriend, Lu Chen, was using me to hide his secret relationship with my best friend. Heartbroken and enraged, I confronted them, but things took a deadly turn. Pushed off a cliff, I should have died. Instead, I awakened in a bizarre beast world where I'm the ultimate prize: a peerless beauty. In this strange new realm, beastmen are gorgeous, while their females are gruesome. The rules are simple: men can have only one wife, while women can have multiple husbands. And if a man is abandoned? Death awaits. A strange rules that supposed to belongs to the men like Lu Chen in my world. Now, I'm the target of powerful beasts vying for my attention. But I'm not interested in their affections; I'm driven by a burning desire for revenge against those who wronged me. And I'll stop at nothing to get it. As I navigate this treacherous world, I'm forced to confront the darkness within myself. " Why on earth did no Males here value their lives, willing to throw it away just to please the female they fancy? One of my husbands said he's going to get me the star from the sky which is nearly impossible but he somehow made it possible, another one willingly sends me all his powers and became useless almost got eaten up by his own, another one will die for me and protect me even when facing an opponent stronger than him". With these faithful husbands beside me, will I still go back even if there's a chance? What of my heart?. read to get more experience, author Gold love you all readers. also don't forget to give me your support, your support means everything to me. Happy Reading

While Cliff, a 27 year old young man, was visiting his grandparents, he was caught in what is called a "summoning" which took him to a forest infested with unknown creatures, he decided that in order to survive, he should be ready to brave all the dangers that would present to him, with his “drain” skill he would fight them to become stronger

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will Rosé find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

Falling in the deep sea, there is no light, though desperately longing for it. Through the layers of swimless water, I thought I saw you. “Have you heard of the ...... cliff effect?” Ten years ago that girl said to me, “In the deep sea constantly falling, longing for light, longing for someone to ...... save me.” It seems like now. Indeed, everyone ...... longs for light. But if there is no light... Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Lan Zhi, in order to turn the tide in the alternate world, became proficient in alchemy, talismans, and magic formations, and was familiar with technology and intelligence. He was able to write and study in the north, and his martial arts skills shocked ghosts and gods with a single sword. Once she returned home, she was just a pitiful little girl whose star veins had been drawn. The fake heiress who occupied the magpie's nest could easily control her life and death. Lan Zhi sneered and jumped off the cliff in front of everyone—— The useless body cannot do it, first find a star courtyard to survive. If the original author or publisher believes that this website is infringing, please contact this website, and we will immediately delete the work you believe is infringing.

[Check out my new novel, "THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABIES ALL WANT ME"] "Greatness comes after the third death". .... Joanna Anderson, had nothing except the empty title of being the King's mate, making her a foe to everyone in the kingdom. Losing her mother in infancy, despised by her father and having suffered so much for years, she was pushed down a cliff and left to die. Kayden Greyson, the fifth King of Twipera, was a gentle and loving soul until the day he lost his beloved and everything changed. With the bitterness of heart and the mysterious death of all kings in their four years of reign, bothering him, he is helplessly faced with death. Can he find out the true cause and save himself or would he fall prey? And what has her survival had to do with his life? **** The wind howled in response as its sweetness, welcomed the body that was thrown into its embrace. "I have suffered too much all my life to end up like this. I don't want my life to end like a joke. I deserve more than what I got from life. I, Joanna, refused to die.” Tears rippled through her face as she closed her eyes waiting for the final destination at death’s door. But… it never came. No one has ever entered the Ancient Forest of No Return and come out alive but this powerless werewolf girl did. Not only coming back alive but with a system, making her powerful through completing missions. The last thing on Joanna's mind after returning was having a relationship or anything that has to do with love but the first mission she got changed everything. [Main mission: Seduce and make your mate hard and say I LOVE YOU] [Reward: 50 exp] [Failure: returning to level 1] Almost pulling out her hair or crying, the mission remained unchanged. She needed to seduce the king either way. ***** This is not your typical kind of werewolf novel. I can assure you that this book is different. All you need to do is to be a little patient and you will see the magic happen. Also to the curious ones who want to know, this is a romance story and although the MC has a SYSTEM the story won't be focused solely on the system aspect. It will explore the romance part of the story majorly, so those who are still contemplating, add the novel to your library

Xu Xiang is a doomsday survivor who survived for forty years. Before she could fulfill her dream of becoming the overlord, she died. Opening her eyes, she returned to the fifteen years before the doomsday began. With the help of her family heirloom the dragon and phoenix ring, she hoards supplies and prepares to welcome the doomsday. Unfortunately, she was betrayed by her own family and died the night before the doomsday begins. With hatred in her heart, she swallowed the dragon and phoenix ring and jumped off the cliff. When she opened her eyes again, she was still alive, but arrived in a world that was plagued by endless wars and constant natural disasters. Although she's lucky enough to get another chance, she's unknowingly drawn into political turmoil where someone may be killed without knowing who the killer is. Can she survive in this ancient world that is more dangerous and full of hidden dangers than her own? Can she find the courage to trust someone else again? After two lifetimes, can she find her own happiness?

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

Synopsis: When a daring heiress, Sera, crash-lands in the forbidden vampire territory during a late-night paragliding adventure, her world collides with the enigmatic and aloof vampire prince, Aidan. Bound by ancient laws, Aidan must either erase her memory or claim her as his bride to protect their secret. As they navigate a world of bloodthirsty politics, forbidden love, and secrets that could shatter both their realms, Sera and Aidan must choose between duty and desire. But with hunters closing in and betrayal lurking in the shadows, will their love be enough to break centuries-old barriers—or will it doom them both. **** Excerpt: The cold wind whipped around Sera as she clung to the edge of the cliff, her heart pounding. Below her, the dark forest stretched out like a vast, uninviting abyss. She had thought it was just an adventure, a break from her perfect life, but now... now she was trapped in a world that didn't want her there. And standing before her was the very reason why. Aidan’s eyes, glowing faintly under the moonlight, bore into her soul. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his voice like velvet and danger. “Your presence here is a threat to everything.” Sera’s throat tightened. “I don’t belong to your world. But you... you belong to mine, don’t you?” His lips curled into a slight, bitter smile. “What if I told you that your life, your very essence, is the key to the end of all this? That you’re far more involved than you realize?” Sera didn’t know whether to run or stay. But deep down, she knew one thing—there was no turning back.

【 Redemption × Longing Love × Campus Cruelty 】 Sweet and Soft Good Student × Handsome Bad Youth That summer, it seemed hotter than usual. The girl in the graduation photo smiled sweetly, and behind her was a flamboyant young man wearing a white shirt and smiling. Meeting is summer, parting is summer, and his little rose will always be hidden in that summer. Are you scared? Little classmate. "" Hmm. "" Don't be afraid. "" Are you really not considering being with me? Little classmate. "" If you catch up with me, I'll consider it

Book 1 is now available for order! Volume 1: https://a.co/d/0ao1rdn0 The first volume has been taken down for the Amazon release. Published by Riverfolk Publishing. *********************************** My name is Tim or was that is until I died, there was no light at the end of the tunnel, no white room to choose any cheats from, nor was there any meeting with God. I didn’t die heroically saving someone, and I certainly didn’t get hit by a truck. My death was rather stupid and anticlimactic, I had apparently bumped my head while sleeping and passed away... That should have been the end of the road for me but like many self-proclaimed main characters, I joined the army of multi-dimension travelers and was reincarnated. Being an avid light novel and manga reader, I would have been excited at the opportunity, if not for my new siblings who tried to kill me as soon as I was born, or my mother who seemed to have something with throwing me off cliffs, and let’s not forget my murderous father who forced me to flatten a small country as my Rite of passage. Oh did I mention I was reborn as a Dragon? PS: Earlier releases on patreon: www.patreon.com/Simobimo Cover art by Instagram: Simplegray_owo Link to the discord: https://discord.gg/vCHrZB5xmX Release schedule: 1 day yes, 1 day no. Advanced chapters on Patreon.

"How could he do this to me", Samantha said crying. I don't want to live anymore she said and jumped off the cliff. Samantha is a normal college girl with a boyfriend who dated her for revenge. She travelled out of the country after being maltreated and abused by him and met the guy who saved her many months ago but he turned out to be a mafia. He kidnapped her and made her his personal maid and Samantha agreed without knowing he is more than a mafia Read this intriguing love and betrayal tale that will keep you at the edge of your seat

The Beastlord’s Second Chance Ethan Cross was a legend, a walking nightmare for his enemies, and a self-proclaimed genius of beast taming. By the end of his deeply exhausting career, he’d tamed creatures so powerful that kings avoided making eye contact with him out of fear of being accidentally mauled. His crowning achievement? Defeating the World Devourer, a cosmic garbage disposal capable of eating planets, magic, and your will to live. He sealed it away, saved the world, and heroically died in the process. Or so he thought. Instead of eternal rest or even a pat on the back from the gods, Ethan wakes up in his old, eighteen-year-old body. No wealth, no legendary beasts, and no dignity. Just a moth-eaten shirt, a pair of pants that could sand wood, and Scruff. A pigeon masquerading as a Wind Falcon with the coordination of a drunk squirrel. Turns out, starting over is worse the second time around. The world still revolves around beast taming: kingdoms are built on creature power, social hierarchies are determined by the strength of your companions, and everyone pretends they know what they’re doing. Ethan knows better. He lived through this circus once, and he’s determined to rewrite the script this time. The plan is to gather the most powerful beasts early, stop the rise of future disasters, and definitely avoid the whole “die heroically while saving everyone” thing. The problem? Valeria Drake, an insufferable prodigy with a Dire Wolf and a superiority complex, is still around to ruin his day. Oh, and the World Devourer might not be as sealed as he thought. Armed with an unhealthy amount of sarcasm, and the overwhelming desire to avoid his past mistakes, Ethan is ready to claw his way back to the top. Maybe. Assuming he doesn’t trip over his own hubris or get mauled by something embarrassing like a feral raccoon. Because the world isn’t going to save itself, and this time, Ethan would really like some applause when he’s done, or simply at least a decent pair of pants.

Life is given for free but happiness comes with a cost that many can't afford to pay. *********** Even with the dark grey clouds that hovered over the vast sky and the dim light provided by the fire torch that was on the verge of being blown off by the wind, he could still see the glimmer in her eyes. The very same glimmer that appeared in those brown eyes everytime she was happy and for some reason, tonight he was unable to resist hir urges to steal a part of her. She was still standing by the door waiting for him to leave but he had not taken more than three steps before he halted and turned. His features were darker in contrast to the white shirt that he wore and the look on his face was a predatory one. Instead of getting scared, she watched him take the three stairs that led to her room's door and he was a few inches away from her, he finally spoke up. "If there is one thing that I hate, it's having regrets and I know that I will regret if I do not do this." A part of her was confused by his words and another part felt like she knew what he meant by those words. Before she even had a chance to contemplate on what he had just said, he leaned closer, curled his index finger on her pointed chin and tilted her in an angle such that she could feel his cold breath on her face that caused a shiver to run down her spine. Like she had been hypnotized, all she could do was to stare in those obsidian eyes that had held her captive. "This is a mistake that I want to commit again and again." His breath fanned on her face and goosebumps formed on her skin. Not because of the wind, but because of the effect he had on her. If it was some time before, she would have probably pushed him away or maybe escaped but as time had passed by, her feelings towards him had changed...

The world-famous hacker, Dexter, is a woman and she is the daughter of one of the most prominent families of aristocrats, going by the name Daisy Chen. Daisy has stayed away from her family, and juggled from one job to another in disguise or while cross-dressing as her alibi 'Dexter'. It never once got her into trouble, not until she chanced upon him. Ryle Harper, the CEO of Harper Societies, manages a multinational company on the surface but danger lurks beneath every façade he presents to the world. Daisy had decided to tread carefully around the man but trouble always comes uninvited. One night. One mistake. A stranger. An unprepared pregnancy. To keep her façade of being a man and not offend the devil, she did what was feasible… She disappeared without a trace. However, two years later, she finds herself facing him again only to realize that the man was, all along trying to track her down. By a twist of fate, she becomes his secretary again but this time, their deal comes with certain conditions and a time limit. But when destiny rolls its dice and Daisy has to assume the position of the head of her family, how would she escape Ryle's clutches again? Would she want to? Or would he let her? ... “Look at me,’’ his eyes darkened as he stepped towards her. With every step he took towards her, Daisy took a step back until her back hit the wall. The curtains swayed in the night wind, the glow of the pale moonlight illuminating the dark room where she could see the danger lurking in those hazel eyes. She averted her gaze. He pinched her chin and turned her face towards him, ‘’Dexter?” his fingers grazed up to her wig, ‘’Or shall I call you Daisy now? Daisy Chen?” he leaned closer to her, whispering next to her lips. Her lips parted but before she could utter a single word, her wig was tugged off. Her long dark hair came cascading down, answering all his unanswered questions. ''Tell me Daisy, or there are more ways I can make you speak,'' his hand reached inside her shirt, his long fingers grazed on the expanse of her delicate, bare skin, ''You believe me, right?" he whispered. She shivered, partly in pleasure and partly in denial of that pleasure that she felt.

Liu Xuefeng was a normal boy who had it all planned: get to the same university as his best friend Tianshi and win her love, spending the rest of his life with her. Too bad, even though she liked him too, her rich parents opposed their relationship. The school trip to the mountains was supposed to deepen their relationship, but... An accident broke them apart. He saved her from falling down the cliff but ended up falling to his death himself and ended up reincarnating into a Cultivation World, full of dangers and mysteries. He didn't know though that Tianshi died as well and followed after him, entering the same world. Will the two meet again and share their love without any restrictions? Or will he succumb to the world's temptations, thinking he will never meet her again? .......................... This is my first book ever written so please excuse the poor writing. I'm slowly editing it but it takes time. Once you reach later chapters, the quality gets much better. Book 2 of SC called Against Heaven's Will is the continuation of this book so make sure to check it out after you finish this one. Support Author -> Patreon.com/Piokilek Author's Insta -> instagram.com/piokilek Discord channel -> discord.gg/mFmYwyT

In a new World, in a new body, as part of a new Species. As soon as Kin wakes up, he is mercilessly thrown off a cliff by his progenitor, just like the rest of his brethren. A rough start to a new life. A rough start that makes him laugh out loud. 'Guess I'll use these dumb siblings of mine as an army.' [Amass Experience Points to gain a Class.] [Amass Experience Points to Evolve.] [Choose of the following Blessings: -Goddess of Wrath's Blessing: Obtain Skills by Defeating creatures. -Goddess of Lust's Blessing: Obtain Skills by Copulating. -Goddess of Gluttony's Blessing: Obtain Skills by Devouring creatures.] A new life with endless possibilities starts! 'As a Goblin, huh? Sure, why the hell not?! Strength, Power, Status, Women... I'll obtain everything!' With newfound greed and motivation, Kin advances into a new world and life!

It was supposed to be a new beginning—fresh faces, towering mountains, and the promise of untamed horizons. But the world doesn’t always play fair. The snow-covered peaks held secrets, ancient whispers that pulled at the edges of reality. A frosted gaze, a frozen heart. A fleeting warmth that lingered, only to unravel. The air was heavy, the nights restless. I was unlucky. A quiet campus turned labyrinthine. Paths twisted into trails where footsteps vanished, and in the silence, shadows became more than just absence. Questions followed like echoes: What am I? What do I belong to? And why does the sky feel too close and too far all at once? A frostbite that never healed. A cliff's edge that wouldn’t let go. A hand reached out—divine or cruel? Each step forward pulled deeper into the unknown, where gods didn’t walk, but fragments of them did, fractured and wary, watching. The world isn’t broken; it’s just no longer whole. Beyond the mountains, among the clouds, lies a story unwritten, where reality bends and belief becomes the weight that anchors existence. But the question is simple: Can you bear the cold?

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

Delicate as a flower, innocence of a newborn child, beauty that could put angels to shame and the kindest of all. That's who Veneesa Des Flazear is, or thats who I, Bella Ser Mosique, am supposed to be. The sole purpose of existence is to seduce the crown prince, become the future mistress, destroy the order of this nation and then finally pave way for my people to invade this kingdom. Ever since I was a little girl, I have been trained for this mission. Comabt training, acting, geographical knowledge, expertise in herbology, weapon knowledge, social psychology and manipulation, financial knowledge and what not. I was raised to tackel anything thrown at me. This mission is more important to me than anything, and nothing shall ever come between me and my goal. All the efforts that I have done will become fruitful. If I survive throughout the mission then I will become the hero of my kingdom. I most probably will die. And I have mentally prepared myself for that as well. I was raised to become emotionless, so that I do not bond with anyone during the mission. The only emotion I ever felt was passion. Passion to see this kingdom to burn in front my very eyes. --------------------------------------------- " This is NOT how it was supposed to happen. " She said in a trembling voice. Tears threatening to fall. " Then how was it supposed to be. " He chuckled as he caressed her head. " I was supposed to seduce you. I was supposed to use you. Thats what the plan had always been. And once everything was done, I was supposed to kill you. " She said, her head hung low. Daring not to meet the eyes of the prince. " But, what happened ? Why did you go against the mission ? " He asked, his hand gently lifting her face to look into her diamond eyes. " I- " She was at a loss for words. " Hmm? You ? " " I... I " Tears fell. She could not understand why he looked at her with such a soft gaze when she said she was supposed to kill him. She sobbed uncontrollably. " Oh dear, alright I am sorry. I shouldn't have pushed you. " He chuckled as he pulled her into his soft embrace. His hand rubbed her back as she soaked the nape of his fine satin shirt.

*Knock* "Come in" Alice heard Xander say before she walked into the bedroom. She found him sitting on the couch wearing a simple t-shirt and a pair of black jeans. When he rose his head to see who it was, she saw how red his eyes were, like a blood moon and his face still showed no emotions. " What is it" he asked calmly. " I-i just wanted to th- thank you for saving me yesterday" she said feeling intimidated by his facial expression. "It's fine" he said placing his palms on his face looking quiet restless which made her think that he was just tired so she decided to leave him alone to rest. She opened the door and was about stepping out but the doors suddenly closed shut and Xander's arms were found placed on the door, but before she could say anything, he picked her up and tossed her on his bed. An hour later, Alice was found laying on the floor, her clothes had been ripped to shreds and the bed covers were covered with blood. She just lay there crying non stop before finally getting up, wrapping a towel around herself, and limped out of the room. Getting to her room, she sat on the floor and cried herself to sleep. Follow Alice as her life takes a turn after she lands a job at the company of the cold hearted C.E.O. Could this be a good turn or her worst nightmare.

When I fast met him, he was covered in blood. It had rained and the white shirt he wore hung delicately around his body. There were people following him so I had to protect him but I soon realized that his present was connected to my past. The dreams I had every night of my parents being killed, a red dove, the same red dove that was chasing him. I promised to save him but was I just simply looking at him as an open door that would lead me to the truths of my past ? or was it just something else?

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

The Hero's Ritual: a deadly contest where one hundred candidates vie for the title of Hero. In this brutal game of survival, where only the strong live and the weak are destined to perish, a young boy without any talent for battle manages to survive by a mind sharper than any sword. Upon learning that he has been chosen as the Hero, he naively believes that his life will finally see a glimmer of hope. But what awaits him is far from a Hero’s glorious future. 'You… must die here.' Before his journey as a Hero can even begin, his beloved childhood friend pushes him off a cliff. All that awaits him now… is the abyss. This is not the story of a Hero's triumph. It's merely the desperate cries of a fallen one. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/SouloftheLoveWarriors

Alicia Cheslyn was betrayed and murdered by the man she loved, pushed from a cliff where they had once dreamed of their future. But instead of staying dead, she awakens ten years in the past, with all her memories of pain and betrayal intact. Desperate to escape her tragic fate, Alicia vows to avoid her fiancé at all costs—and destroy him before he can do the same to her. To gain power and protection, Alicia agrees to an arranged marriage with Duke Arthur De Braose, a man who reluctantly accepts the union to fulfill his dying grandmother’s final wish. Unaware of Alicia’s dark past or her secret agenda, Arthur views their marriage as little more than an obligation. For Alicia, however, the marriage is the perfect way to stay out of her fiancé’s reach while quietly planning his downfall. But as she and Arthur are drawn into each other’s lives, Alicia begins to see him not as a tool but as a man of unexpected kindness and strength. Now Alicia must navigate the dangerous game of revenge while keeping her new husband in the dark. As feelings grow between them, will Alicia’s plans crumble, or will she find a way to rewrite her fate and embrace the love she never expected?

Ruby, a last year highschooler finds herself meeting face-to-face with the author of the Worst Book she had read! The author offers her to change the story line. The female lead, Ravena Hedera, dies painfully. All the people humilated her. Even her love just stood there watching helplessly. No longer withstanding the humiliation and bullying she jumped of the Cliff!! Is the third male-lead her rival will be Ruby's love? How will she be able to exact revenge on behalf of the FL? Ultimate world building in the dark Fantasy setting. I will start from the first step towards the Planet's first strongest woman isekai. I will surpass the heavens taking hell by surprise! . . . . #witch #wand #fantasy #femalelead #thirdmalelead #strong #magic #academy #rival

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Two high school students, Alex and Riley, are polar opposites. Alex is a skeptic, a hardcore science enthusiast who scoffs at the idea of the supernatural. Riley, on the other hand, is a believer, a spiritualist who's convinced of the existence of ghosts and spirits. Their worlds collide when they stumble upon a mysterious antique shop. Inside, they discover a strange artifact - a crystal that supposedly grants wishes. Skeptical, Alex dismisses it as a gimmick, while Riley is intrigued.