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Harper Wilson, a beautiful YouTuber, attractive woman, and very skilled writer, leads a seemingly uncomplicated life on the road with her campervan, documenting her travels and thrilling her loyal subscribers. But unknown to her followers, Harper have a secret that only a select few are privy to—she is married to Rachel Lee, the beautiful, stunning, with amazing smile, and very famous K-pop idol. Behind the glitz and glamour of Rachel's public persona lies a deeply personal and private life that she guards fiercely. Amidst the glimmering world of fame, Rachel and Harper have discovered a haven where they have nurtured a secret bond shielded from the intrusive gaze of the public. They carefully manage through the complexities of their different worlds, where the vibrant of celebrity clashes with the peacefulness of a nomadic life. However, Harper and Rachel face a devastating decision as the unforeseen danger of discovery approaches. Will they dare to expose the truth, potentially putting Rachel's career and their precious relationship at stake? Or will they continue to live in the shadows, protecting their fragile yet profound connection?

"You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze, his words a blunt instrument wielded with precision. Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. *** Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted. "What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?" "When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

Inside a quiet pavilion located inside one of the Heavenly Sky Kingdom’s four largest cultivation sects, a young man slowly opened his eyes with a helpless expression as he gazed down towards the fog located at the base of the mountain that the pavilion was located on top of. Not only was he the youngest Core Elder in the history of a large cultivation sect, but he was also someone who had transmigrated over with a system! The system in question wanted him to train up disciples and in turn help him get stronger! But there was one major problem in all of this… He didn’t have any disciples! Ding~! Talk about great timing... ____________________________ Release Schedule: 7-14 chapters a week ____________________________ If you are interested in LitRPG, I'm writting another novel called [Reincarned as a Lizard]. A side novel, I write on it when I need something other than Xianxia.

Groggily opening his eyes, Alex rubbed the sleep from his eyelids, the sound of his own groggy voice echoing in his mind... "Wha...?' As he slowly sat up, the memories of the previous night came flooding back. He had been camping, trying to escape the struggles of his mundane life. The peacefulness of the night sky had been his solace, and he had spent hours gazing up at the stars, lost in thought. But then, he had seen it. A falling star, blazing across the sky like a tiny, celestial bullet. At first, he had thought it was just a meteor, a fleeting moment of beauty in the vast expanse of space. But as it drew closer, he realized with a start that it was something much, much bigger. Whoa...!" Alex's voice was barely above a whisper, but it was laced with a mix of awe and fear. The object was enormous, its size and speed making it look like a truck plummeting towards the earth. And then, in an instant, everything went black. Alex's eyes fluttered open once more, and he was met with an unfamiliar sight. He was no longer on the forest floor, surrounded by the quiet of the night. Instead, he was... "Where am I?" As his gaze adjusted to the dim light, he saw that he was inside some kind of ship. The walls were metallic, the air was stale, and the only sound was the soft hum of machinery. Alex's mind reeled as he struggled to comprehend what had just happened. "How did I get here?" he whispered, his voice shaking with a mix of fear and wonder. "What is this place?"

Good news: You've transmigrated as a born protagonist , your confidants have exceptional talents, boasting abilities like Heart Voice, Simulator, Rebirth... and many other top-tier skills. What you only need to do is to wait for one of them to grow up, then you will be invincible to ascend. Bad news: They're all yandere !!! Under the gaze of yandere, Xu Yuan shivered in fear. It was not until he was about to be attacked with a firewood cleaver. "If that's the case, then I'm dropping the act—I am none other than the Great Love Immortal Venerable!"

What kind of impact would it have if we imported the potion to Earth? ~ + ~ +~ +~ +~ +~ + Wataru, one day, accidentally discovered that he could travel back and forth between another world and Japan. Weird, right? But that's not the end of it. As he gazed upon a town on the other side of the gate, which still had many undeveloped aspects compared to modern civilization, he realized the potential to make a huge profit. By bringing sugar, spices, coffee, and hygiene products to the other world, Wataru earned a fortune. However, when he noticed the potions being sold in the other world, he had an epiphany: "Wait, isn't this actually better than what we have on Earth?" He brought these potions, which could heal wounds in an instant, back to Earth. When he made a fortune just from these potions, the fattest grin appeared on his face.

From the depths of a deep and blissful slumber, Chu Yu awoke to the vague sense of someone beside her. Among four of five men that she saw sleeping around her when she awoke, one in particular, caught her eye. 'Who is he?' With his unrivaled elegance and the air of supremacy around him, he gazed upon the princess and asked, "What's wrong, Princess? Did you have a nightmare?" And with that, an uncontrollable chill rose up her spine that made her shiver despite the warmth of the room. Is it a joke? Or is it destiny?

'What is my purpose?' He thought as he gazed at the carnage that surrounded him. With every step he takes countless perish, with every action countless mourn. Behind him legions so vast they cover the horizon and blot out the heavens. His soldiers, servants, friends, children. 'That's right.' He remembered with a tinge of melancholy, 'This is my purpose.' Author's note: High fantasy setting, with a heavy emphasis on action, army tactics, political schemes and world building. No harem and very little romance.

Jun Fang, who was ready for an early retirement never expected to travel to a primitive world. He wanted to curse God, after working day and night as a surgeon, he saved up money in his account and bought a house in the countryside but never expected to die early before he could even enjoy living in the house. Jun Fang wanted to cry just looking at the primitive world in front of him: there's no bathroom, eating meat is rare, harsh seasons, and dangerous plants and animals that devour people! But why are these three savage brothers staring at him with weird gazes as if he’s a delicacy! Since God gave him a second life, he naturally cherishes it. First thing on the lists, make sure these people have enough food to eat. Second, build a civilization! **** #Infrastructure #Mpreg #ReverseHarem #Farming #Romance #ShouMc

In a world where summoners wield the power to call forth vampires, elves, angels, demons, and all humanoid creatures from across the realms, Nathan found himself unable to summon beings except from beasts.  However, those beasts are not ordinary beasts. They are divine beings who once stood at the same level, if not higher, than the legendary creatures the world ever knew.  Casting his gaze to the left, Nathan sees numerous summoners accompanied by the likes of demon kings, archangels, vampire progenitors, and other legendary beings. Turning to the right, a massive army of alien symbiotes is waiting to attack.  There was no fear in his eyes, because standing on his left is a majestic wolf who managed to kill a god, the legendary eight-headed serpent coils on his right, above him is the bird who is glowing like the sun, and behind him is a dragon that once gnawed the roots of the world tree.  “Let the war begin.”

"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.

There is a star gate in the world, and those who enter it become gods Ren Ye, once shackled in the grim silence of a prison for three and a half years, was suddenly approached by a mysterious figure. The stranger's words cut through the stillness: "If you choose to participate in this game, you may leave now... but the cost? Perhaps death." Years passed. The echoes of the past faded, leaving only the remnants of memories in Ren Ye's mind. He stood alone before the star gate, his gaze fixed on the boundless horizon, a ghost of his former self. The faces of those he once knew blurred, their names slipping through his fingers like water. The year was 2024. The tide was rising, and the dead would mark the passing of time. ........ Edited/Translation, 7 chapters/week minimum. All credits to original author (Pseudo-Ring )

Lara was at rock bottom, feeling like a puppet whose strings had been cut. When she stumbled upon her husband and best friend in a compromising embrace, everything fell into place. The heartbreak stung, but it also ignited a fierce determination within her. Instead of wallowing in despair, fate intervened, giving her a second chance at life—waking her up ten years earlier, just before the chaos began. Armed with wisdom, she promised herself not to repeat the same mistakes. As she stood at the top of the stairs, her gaze fell on Lucas, her once-beloved fiancée. Regret washed over her; she couldn't believe she had almost let him slip away. This time, things would be different.

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

After being torn from his world in a sudden flash of light, Luke Lyons finds himself in a universe that turns all his expectations upside down. His late wife, Skye, whom he mourned for years, now stands before him as a the strongest caped heroine in a society where the gender dynamics are reversed. Despite the familiar warmth in her gaze, she’s different in ways that make him question if she’s truly the same woman he loved. As Luke navigates this strange world, he wonders if he can rekindle his bond with this new Skye or if he's forever haunted by the memory of the one he lost. Can Luke embrace a second chance at love, or will he only see his beloved's shadow in the woman before him? No harem. Some smut but mostly plot. No harem.

They're the ones who will look up at the sky and reach out their hands. The ones who will have the urge to jump as they look down at the depth of the abyss. Those who will take the first step without any hesitation as they look far off the edge of the horizon. Someone who will gaze at the Moon and dream of an adventure, dares to leave the Earth, and conquer every floating Dungeons. This is the story of their adventures. Those brave Adventurers, peculiar Magicians, valiant Knights, and proud Valkyries. Stories of Humans, Half-Race, and Demi-Humans along with their Sub-Spirits. Tales of Reincarnation and Dungeon along with their Dungeon Guardian. Their stories as they live their lives on Earth. Their stories as they traverse the sky from dungeon to dungeon. Their stories as they dream to reach the Moon. Their Days of Dungeons from Earth to Moon. Here's my Discord server UelUel The PoruShark Writer https://discord.gg/zRJWDr4U

A school hostel is its own universe—a melting pot of clashing personalities, unexpected connections, and unspoken secrets. Rivalries flare, jealousy festers, and fleeting romances bloom under the watchful gaze of shared walls. Within this chaotic yet captivating world, alliances are formed and broken, friendships teeter on the edge, and every emotion feels larger than life. But in a place where bonds are as fragile as they are intense, one thing is certain: no one leaves unchanged. Step into this whirlwind of emotions, where every moment matters, and nothing is ever quite what it seems.

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade—a masterpiece of folded steel—dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however—they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise—not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

"Hah..Hah.." In the midst of what seemed like a battlefield, a young boy with white hair knelt on the ground, struggling to catch shallow breaths. A short sword pierced his heart, his arms and legs were broken, making him unable to stop the crimson blood from coloring the ground. "That's what you get for betrayal," a red-headed teenage boy sneered as he stood before him. "A pathetic person like you could never be my brother," added a purple-haired girl, her voice seething with anger, as she stood alongside the redhead. With great effort, the young boy shifted his gaze forward. He could see many familiar faces in front of him—his so-called family, his so-called friends but his gaze remained fixed on her. "Wh..y, A.nna," he uttered with immense difficulty and sorrow in his voice, his vision blurring as he locked eyes with the blonde-haired girl, who regarded him with emotionless eyes. "I did that so I could save you," he said, his voice gradually growing louder. "I DID THAT SO YOU COULD LIVE!" he shouted, making everyone present flinch in fear. "I never asked you to do this" the blonde-haired girl replied, her words crushing the very soul of the boy. "A...nn.a," the young boy whispered one last time, a small tear slipping down from his eye as he breathed his final breath. ================================ Neil survived eight grueling years in a post-apocalyptic world only to die and be reincarnated in the body of Eden Morton, a character from a game he used to play as a teenager, by an unknown entity for unknown reasons. Eden's life was a pitiable one, plagued by the constant manipulation and betrayal of those around him – whether it was the princess, the famed hero, or even his very own family. Eden died without ever experiencing genuine love. Now, as Neil took over, he was determined to embark on a new journey, seeking the one thing he and Eden never had : a life worth living. ================================ [Discord link :- Invite/5Vgw4JCrBW]

Excerpt: “Come on, babe, let’s do it,” Alex murmured, his lips still brushing softly against hers. She pulled back slightly, her eyes locking with his. “Do you have it?” she asked, her voice steady, but her cheeks flushed. Alex paused, his lips hovering mid-air as confusion flickered in his gaze. He stared at her, trying to process. “condom,” she clarified, her face now turning even redder. ……… Daisy seeks revenge for her father’s murder, but falls in love with the mafia lord responsible. Pregnant and torn between love and vengeance, she must confront a devastating truth—and a deadly choice.

Ann Eleanor Dahlia Alvador Justice's past is a blank slate. Her future is as uncertain as the harmattan fog that clouds the horizon. But vengeance is clear. Strength is necessary. Power is inevitable. To reclaim the title that was once hers, she must walk a path paved with secrets, blood, and betrayal. Her heart is hardened, her resolve unshakable — until fate binds her to a man with eyes as cold as the shadows they both seek to escape. "What if you are unable to pay?" he asked, amusement barely concealed in his voice. Her gaze didn’t falter. "Then I would pay back with my body and soul." Their fates tangle in a dance of desire and deceit, and with every buried secret that rises to the surface, she realizes one chilling truth: the past never stays buried. Old enemies return. New betrayals unfold. And as the echoes of her forgotten life threaten to consume her, she faces a choice — become the prey or embrace the predator within. This time, she won’t run. This time, she’ll reign.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

im a new author, please be nice :> --- Ren's life ends abruptly in a tragic accident, but death is only the beginning. Waking as a fractured soul in an endless void, Ren finds himself drawn into a celestial realm where second chances are offered—but not without a price. As others move forward, destined for reincarnation in a magical world, Ren is left behind, unseen and unstable. Yet, the enigmatic constellation Laquila has her gaze set on him, hinting that his journey will be anything but ordinary. In a world shaped by power, strength and magic. Can a broken soul carve a place for itself—or will it remain uninvited forever? ---

Fiza Alvi had everything—wealth, status, and power.But behind her calm and composed demeanor lay a secret, a mission that brought her into Ibrahim Siddiqui’s world. A self-made entrepreneur, Ibrahim had built his company from the ground up, driven by sheer determination and a belief in justice. He saw the world in black and white—until she walked into his life. What could a woman who had it all possibly want from a man like him? “Why would someone like you work here, Fiza?” Ibrahim asked, his sharp gaze piercing through her. “You could be doing anything you wanted. You’re too qualified for this.” She met his gaze steadily, her expression unreadable. “Not everything is about qualifications, Mr. Siddiqui. Sometimes, people work for reasons that have nothing to do with their résumé.” Ibrahim frowned, intrigued but suspicious. “And what reason would that be?” Fiza’s lips curled into a slight smile. “That, Mr. Siddiqui, is none of your business—yet.” As secrets unravel and their worlds collide, Fiza and Ibrahim are drawn into a web of intrigue, danger, and emotions they never anticipated. Beneath the surface of boardroom politics lies a game of survival, and every move they make has consequences. “You trust too easily,” she warned, her eyes glinting with an emotion he couldn’t name. “And you,” he countered, “hide too much.” In a story where loyalty is tested and love blooms amidst chaos, Fiza and Ibrahim must confront not only their shared enemies but also the truths about themselves. Will they rise together, or will their differences tear them apart? ---

"If anyone dares to even gaze upon him with ill intentions, they'll find themselves in the shadow of their worst nightmares."

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings. One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant. But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together. In the world of the comic: Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. "Husband..." He pouted, "Why don't you kiss me today?" Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. "Please don't come close to me..." He said tersely. Meanwhile, in another world: Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. "Darling, are you mad at me?" Alaric asked affectionately. "It's okay, you're still cute." He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. "But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them." Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. "Father, Daddy!" they exclaimed. Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. "Whose children do you say they are....?"

"You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

"Did I get reincarnated as... A HARPY?!" After having lived a life full of anguish, betrayal and the constant pressures of having to make his parents proud, 17 year old Simon Cavil found himself at death's door after being accidentally run over by a Truck. His blurry and lifeless eyes gazed into the skies and he saw birds flying freely in the skies above him and felt envious of their freedom. Under his dying breath he muttered: "I wish I was as free as those birds." And just like that his wish was granted, and he now found himself in a perilous fantasy world where he must either adapt or perish!

18 and naive, Belle Hart thought marriage would end her misery, only to realize it had just begun! What started as a promising love turned out to be a facade, would Belle choose between a second chance or leave? She met her mate, the Duke, who she proposed to when she came of age. A month in, things took a turn. The Duke leaves for war before she could inform him about her pregnancy, only for him to return with a mysterious woman whom he claimed to be his new wife! The audacity! Trouble ensued and Belle suffered a miscarriage as a result. … “What did you just say?” He asked, his gaze darkening. “You heard me well, I seek a divorce. I wish for us to go our separate ways,” she replied, her voice steady as she met his gaze with confidence, though inwardly she was shaken by his presence. “You are my mate, Belle, and I am yours. Divorce is the most foolish notion you could entertain. Do you believe any man would take a worthless creature like you as his wife?” He scoffed, his words biting, causing her heart to ache. … The Duke's refusal pushed Belle into the arms of the king. All she had to do was bear him an heir and he would help her get her revenge! "I want you to marry me, Your Majesty, and aid me in seeking my revenge against the Duke and those who have wronged me. In exchange, I shall bear you an heir before you help me," she said, her voice steady and full of purpose. What will the choice be?