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Kim Jin-ho was just a cynical game reviewer, infamous for roasting trashy porn games online. But after a heated exchange with a mysterious commenter, he wakes up to find himself trapped in one of those very games—《Sex Academy》, a notorious eroge filled with hot heroines, clunky gameplay, and a ridiculous plot. Now inhabiting the body of the game’s dense protagonist, Lee Hoyeon, Jin-ho is forced into a "main quest" by a self-proclaimed God of Bets: conquer every heroine and survive until the end of the story—or die trying. Now trapped inside a fantasy academy where magic is real and danger lurks behind every class schedule, The academy around him gleams with power, secrets, and danger, and the people he meets—familiar yet unknown—seem to be playing roles far beyond what he remembers. Lee Hoyeon must survive and fulfill the terms of a cruel divine bet. What began as a joke has become a test of survival. And in this world, desire, power, and choice intertwine in ways that defy logic. The real game has begun—and there’s no save button.

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

Never betray anyone — betraying is the same as making the whole world your enemy, I thought. And then I betrayed. Again. And again. Until one of them set me up… and I died. Now I’m in prison. In another world. Wait... prison?! Well, let’s forget about that for now. --- “You betrayed and killed me!” — he pinned me to the wall, a knife at my throat, his eyes burning with rage. --- “You tried to kill me,” said another, while I lay tied up in his house. --- “Need a hand?” — the third guy lazily watched me trying to hide the body. --- Each of them wanted me dead. Well then... Take a number and get in line.

-[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.)

He’s her assistant. Loyal. Obedient. Untouchable. Victoria Sharp built her tech empire from scratch. She's rich, ruthless, and always in control. No scandals, no distractions—especially not from a certain devastatingly attractive executive assistant with bewitching eyes and a voice that could ruin her in seconds. James Mitchell has worked under Victoria for three years, hiding his desire behind professionalism and perfect ties. He knows the rules. He respects her boundaries. But when she starts breaking her own, James isn’t sure how long he can keep pretending he doesn’t want her. What begins as subtle tension—lingering stares, coffee with hidden meanings, after-hours “accidental” meetings—spirals into something hotter, darker, and far more dangerous. She’s used to power. He’s used to silence. But neither of them is ready for obsession. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "If you want these lips, then earn them." James's words hung in the air between them, transforming the atmosphere in Victoria's office from tense confrontation to something entirely unprecedented. Victoria sat frozen in her chair, her lips still parted in silent shock, her mind struggling to process what had just transpired. Earn them. The phrase echoed in her thoughts, foreign and disorienting. "If you want to keep tasting these lips, then you'll have to woo me." The additional statement landed like a second shockwave. Woo him? Victoria Sharp didn't woo anyone. ------------- "Victoria, what are you—" James words died in his throat as he felt the warm, wet heat of her tongue against his exposed chest. Victoria had found the gap in his shirt and was licking his skin with deliberate, erotic slowness that made his entire body go rigid with shock and arousal. The sensation was unlike anything James had ever experienced—raw and intimate and so unexpected that it short-circuited his ability to think coherently. Victoria's tongue was warm and soft against his skin, tracing patterns that sent bolts of electricity straight to his core. This was madness, she knew that. But she was past caring about sanity or propriety or any of the rules that had governed her life up until this moment. All she cared about was the man in her arms and the way he made her feel like she was coming alive for the first time in years. Her tongue found the small mole on under his right eye, and she felt James's entire body shudder at the contact. "I love that mole on you," she whispered against his skin, her voice husky with desire. James's eyes slammed shut at the intimate contact, his body betraying him as a soft groan escaped his lips. The sensation of Victoria's tongue on his face was so unexpected, so boldly sensual, that his pulse hammering against his throat. "I will do as you say, James," she said, her voice husky with desire and determination. "I will woo you." The words sent a jolt of satisfaction through James's system, but it was her next statement that made his breath catch. "However, you should know that I am very territorial." "You just sit down, look effortlessly handsome, and prepare to be wooed," she said, her voice carrying all the authority of a woman who was used to getting exactly what she wanted. "Remember, James," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper that somehow managed to carry more authority than any shout ever could. "You are mine." The declaration hung between them like a brand, marking him as surely as if she'd physically claimed him. Enemies-to-lovers tension CEO x Executive Assistant Office slow-burn with high heat Obsession, betrayal, and emotional redemption One woman who’s never been owned—and the man she can’t control If you love dominant heroines breaking their own rules, devoted but strong men, and drama that keeps you breathless, then be ready to be will consumed.

Ali never meant to die. All he did was chase down a man trying to kidnap a child. One moment he was in Riyadh, the next, a gunshot. Darkness. He wakes up in chains, his throat dry, blood staining his chest, and a name that isn’t his. Zad ibn Salem. A slave. A heretic. Seventh in line for execution by beheading. In his palm, a bloodstained card, black, jagged, and marked with something unholy. The Card of Shaytan. It whispers one truth. "Only in death shall you find the answer." Thus begins a cursed journey through Agrabiyya, a kingdom of golden deserts and cruel kings, forgotten gods and forbidden magic, where fate isn't granted, but stolen. Where ancient cults move in the shadows, angels weep in silence, and wars are waged. What crime did Zad commit? Why was Ali chosen? And what lies beyond the door that only death can open? The answers wait in dust, in blood, and in the quiet laughter of something watching from the dark. IMPORTANT NOTICE: Please note that this is a mystery/fantasy story. Every line is accounted for to enhance your experience. During certain arcs, you may be able to solve mysteries before they are officially revealed, so pay close attention. I can’t say much more. Just remember, always distrust people. Always think one step ahead. Always balance your logic with your emotions. A balance must exist, for in time, you shall find an answer. Another notice: Once the first arc is complete, which is currently ongoing, I’ll be commissioning character art, a new poster, and a system explainer when the time comes. I have a lot of plans. Chapters will release either daily or every two days, and sometimes multiple chapters in one day.

Warning: Many, like way many lemons and smuts. C'mon guys, you know it's gonna be a good one there's no need to read the synopsis and everything down here, but for context, you can go on but the potential is the first ten chapters, it won't hurt to give it a go, just try it and then thank me later, oh, I will be the one to thank you I guess. See you on the other side. Let's goooo Infinity Money and Endless Smut, lemons. Only the good goode things... ___ Peter Carter is a 16-year-old orphaned virgin nerd who gets bullied daily at Lincoln High. His escort mother died at birth, he lives with his nurse mom and twin sisters, and his biggest achievement is surviving lunch without getting his ass kicked by quarterback Jack Morrison. ___ Human! That's what I fucking was. Me and Tommy were bottom-tier NPCs in everyone else's highlight reel. All I did was study and jack off to porn, fantasizing about women I'd never touch—Madison Torres, Mrs. Rodriguez, Sofia Delgado. They existed in a universe where I didn't even register as human. But then everything changed. [DING! You have Awakened the Dark Lord Seduction System!] A system born from the sexual frustration of hundreds of thousands if not billions of women worldwide, my mission was clear: liberate sexually neglected wives, daughters, unsatisfied hot students, my gym instructor, CEOs, frustrated teachers, and touch-starved women while earning System Points that convert to real money (1 SP = $100). [DING! Abilities gained: Magical Fingers, enhanced stats, master-level skills... ... Advanced Knowledge downloaded: Master Driving, Massage God, Advanced IT...] The system transformed me from school punching bag to irresistible seductive Dark Lord. Every intimate milestone earns SP—from first kisses to full encounters, cucking husbands saving their neglected wives, widows, wives and mistresses of billionaires while walking on the tight edge of seduction and eventual death if I got discovered by these rich guys I was helping satisfy the wives they'd neglected. Now I'm living a double life: shy nerd by day, dominant seducer by night, making bank while giving desperate women what they've been missing. From bottom-tier loser to supernatural playboy. I turn these neglected women into my women, mine alone as we unleash our hidden desires and forbidden intimacies.

Diving into dungeons, slaying monsters, and… filming porn? When the mana apocalypse struck, 15% of humanity awakened supernatural abilities, becoming the world’s new superstars: conquering dungeons, leveling up, and raking in fame and fortune. Kaiden wasn’t one of them. Stuck among the powerless 85%, he was just another broke college student, until a banana peel sent him tumbling into a very unconventional system. Now, his path to power isn’t through leveling up alone, but through fame as well. To thrive in this new world, he’ll have to master more than just dungeon clears and combat... Kaiden must conquer the world of adult content to rise to the apex. Blending action, romance, and slice-of-life, this novel aims to deliver an unforgettable adventure! ... There's a pinned review with many details on what you can expect from the story, but I'm going to answer here the one pressing question I imagine most of you will have: Will the MC allow other men to see his harem members in action? Initially, yes. But (SPOILER WARNING) he and his girls will come to a decision together in chapters 198-199, which is to appeal only to the female viewers because they need to increase the 'fangirl' stat to in turn increase the system's rank. From that point on, no males will be able to view their content. As for the old content that's already out there, the system has a special quest for them, and if they nail it, that older material will be completely wiped from people's computers. It will cease existing altogether. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/bjunEkswQ3

MATURE THEMES: Slavery …TW elements After her family is brutally murdered in front of her by the Vampire King, Zyren Blackthorn, for being hunters, Aria is left broken and devastated, desperate for death. Her world is shattered when Zyren, instead of killing her, claims her as his pet, dragging her away from her village into the heart of the central city. As a human slave, she is forced to endure his sadistic desires. Every night, he reminds her of her helplessness, but beneath his cruelty lies an obsession that burns with intensity. Despite her hatred and longing for revenge, Aria’s body betrays her, and she finds herself caught between a dark desire and her desperate need for revenge. Excerpt: Aria’s breath hitched as Zyren’s fingers traced the line of her jaw, his touch colder than ice, yet searing her skin with the promise of more. She should resist, should fight back, but her body betrayed her—shivering, craving the pleasure she knew he could give. “You thought I’d kill you,” Zyren murmured, his voice a dark purr. “But instead, you’ll belong to me. Every part of you will be mine.” Her lips parted to speak, but the words caught in her throat. The memory of her family’s blood staining her hands made her stomach churn as she glared hatefully at him. “Tell me,” he growled, his hands moving lower, pressing against the softness of her skin, “do you still wish to die?” She clenched her fists, tears threatening to spill, but her body trembled under his touch. “I wish for nothing but to be free of you,” she spat, but even as the words left her lips, she felt the hunger in her—a hunger she hated but couldn’t deny as she stared into his red eyes. A need to PRESENT herself to him and have him mount her…body and soul.

[Mature Content | R-18+] "You deserve to die." "How lowly of you to think you could ever belong with us." "A slut like you could never be my Luna." Amelia Everleigh was mocked for existing, condemned for loving, and betrayed for her loyalty. Born a prodigy in the prestigious Healers’ family of the West, she gave up diamonds for stones, power for love—and it destroyed her. Her healing formations could mend any wound but the one carved deep in her heart. She died unloved, discarded, broken. But the heavens heard her final vow: revenge. Now reborn just days before her marriage, Amelia refuses to be a pawn again. She’ll rewrite fate—even if it means stepping into the darkness. But fate isn’t so easy to tame. This time, two powerful men stand in her way—and in her heart. The Alpha King who once died for her... and the mysterious stranger who claims her soul. On her eighteenth birthday, both stake their claim—and neither is willing to let go. --- "You swore loyalty. Prove it—with your love, and your body." —The Alpha King, before crashing his lips against her throat and pushing her onto the bed. "You saved my life. Now this body is yours. And I take care of what’s mine." —The mysterious man, as he seals his promise with a possessive kiss. --- Torn between loyalty and desire, past and present, Amelia must decide: Will she choose one of them, or will the truth lurking beneath their devotion shatter her all over again? WSA 2025 Entry – Add to Library & Support!

Her back slammed against the wall, the breath caught in her throat. Before she could say anything, Zayne's body held hers in place, one hand on her jaw, the other around her waist like a vice. His breath was hot against her lips, but his eyes—dark, hungry, and merciless—spoke of sin. "You keep running, Inspector," he growled, in a deep low sinful voice. "But I will always find you. And when I do..." His tongue brushed her earlobe, slow and deliberate, vibrating against her skin. "I don't just want to hear you plead for mercy. I want to ruin you." Priya's breath caught. He smirked against her skin, sensing the way she trembled below him. "I'll have you gasping for my name, your legs shaking, your nails digging into my back. Not once. Not twice. Until you forget you ever hated me." She tried to shove him off her, but her hands betrayed her, curling into his shirt instead. "I'll make you feel it," he whispered, even softer. "Every inch of me... inside you... claiming you. Till you forget the badge. Forget the pride. Forget the pain." "Zayne--" she breathed. “You’ll scream,” he whispered, biting her lower lip. “Not from fear. Not from pain. But because I’ll make you scream like I own you.” “And you’ll love every second of it.”

Alpha Kieran Never Took the Same Woman Twice... Until Her! Exiled. Betrayed. Broken. Autumn knew love was a luxury,a blunt lie...until the most ruthless Alpha in the realm claimed her as his mate… only to publicly reject and humiliate her before his entire pack. But when the moon rises, his hands tell a different story. Night after night, he drags her into his bed, his teeth grazing her throat as he growls: "You are my property, little thief.Never forget that!" Secrets lurk beneath his cruelty. Lies poison their bond. And when Autumn discovers her long dead sister is alive...and wearing Kieran’s mark.. she will have to choose - Trust fate, trust the Moon Goddess who never favoured her. Or trust her guts! [ Disclaimer : There might be scenes that resemble or are near r*pe scenes. But definitely not in the exemplary way. They are there for a reason in the story. It reflects some reality of the brutal world they live in. It unfolds as we move ahead. If it bothers you, please stay away. And please keep in mind, this is a story about a kickass female lead, despite all her suffering, she still kicks balls. So if you want someone whimpering, shy submissive...stay away from the book. One more thing to keep in mind is the fact that Alpha Kieran isn't our typical 'hero' material. He has a disturbing past, is morally gray sometimes, takes rash decisions... And is severely flawed... But definitely this creates a massive scope for growth and character arch ( you are free to hate him but give him a chance to tell his story as he lives through the highs and the lows) . PS : This book will gradually introduce you to other supernatural creatures and lores that might not be typically connected to werewolf books. Though the story primarily follows a single love story, it is plot driven. Which means you will be introduced to several supporting characters on the way. So keep an open mind and try to immerse yourself in the experience. ( keep a look out for bonus side stories too ) Now, if you are ready...grab your seat belts and lets go on a ride. #HappyReading everyone

SHE WAS THE PRINCESS—BUT NEVER HIS DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. Leina Reinhardt was born into power, privilege, and prestige—the only daughter of a multi-billionaire and the beloved sister of Westdentia’s most elite men: Lester – A cold, calculating CEO with an empire at his feet. Levy – A six-time Olympic champion, untouchable and unstoppable. Liam & Louis – The twin masterminds behind the world’s most powerful gaming empire. To the world, she was the Reinhardt Princess—elegant, quiet, untouchable. But Leina Reinhardt was no fragile flower. She was raised by wolves, after all. Then came Alexander Harris Smith. Her brothers’ best friend. Her first love. Her greatest heartbreak. The boy who lit up her world—only to disappear and leave her in the dark. Now, years later, he’s back, standing in front of her like a ghost from the past. And worse? He has the audacity to question her. ------------------------------------------------------------------------‐------------------------------------------------------------------------ Excerpt: Leina's fingers curled into fists, nails biting into her palms. Every muscle in her body screamed at her to walk away. To leave him standing there like he left her all those years ago. But damn him—he had the nerve to show up now, with those same emerald eyes, as if he had any right to look at her that way. "What did you expect, Alexander?" she seethed, voice sharp as glass. "That I’d wait? That my world would freeze the moment you walked away?" His jaw clenched. She could see the storm raging behind his eyes, but she refused to care. "You left," she said, her voice breaking despite her best efforts. "You. Left. And now you think you can just come back and—" Her words died in her throat as he moved, his hands gripping her arms, pulling her close before she could stop him. "Let go," she hissed, her voice defiant—but her body betrayed her, memories clawing their way to the surface. Alexander’s grip tightened, his forehead pressing against hers, breath unsteady. "I know I don’t deserve it," he murmured, voice raw. "But hate me, curse me, hit me—just don’t tell me you forgot." Leina’s breath hitched. Her throat burned. She wanted to slap him. She wanted to scream that she didn’t care. She wanted to say that he meant nothing. But the lie wouldn't come. Because the truth was brutal. She remembered everything. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Billionaire mafia intrigue with power struggles and dark secrets Unforgettable first love turned into a dangerous obsession A fierce heroine who refuses to be a pawn A dangerously devoted hero who will burn the world for her Get ready for a story of power, betrayal, and a love that refuses to die.

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." ----------------------- #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE ------------------------ [PLEASE NOTE] [THERE'S NOT A SINGLE NTR IN THIS NOVEL UNLIKE THE FIRST ONE.] ---::--------------- Show some support by:- 49 comments= 1 extra chapter. 50 power stone= 1 extra chapter 20 Golden tickets= 1 extra chapter. 1 magic Castle= 7 extra chapter. Thanks you.

Eli's life was… normal. Or as normal as life can be when you’re an exorcist-in-training with a knack for angering the dead and setting the demon on a hunting spree. Admitted to one of the prestigious universities, Eli's goal is to study hard and stay away from trouble. But one bad choice changes everything. Dragged into the clutches of a violent syndicate, Eli made a split-second decision. He grabbed the tattooed young man and pressed a knife to his throat, "Come close and I'll kill him." The gang froze in pure terror. Eli didn't see the faint smirk curling on his hostage's lips. Trying to ease his guilt of dragging the innocent bystander into this mess, Eli agrees to let the “poor, traumitized man” stay with him. But Alexei Vetrov isn’t some helpless victim. He’s the heir to the Russian mafia. And now that he’s gotten a taste of his pretty exorcist’s gentleness? He has no intention of letting Eli go. By the time Eli realized the truth, it was far too late to run. Alexei loomed over him, one hand pinning Eli’s cuffed wrists to the mattress as his knee forced his legs apart. His other hand wandered lower, watching in fascination as flustered Eli squirmed beneath him. His dark eyes gleamed with deranged hunger to possess. "Careful now, Solynshko... You're going to burn yourself before I've had my fill of you." In that moment, Eli understood. He’d provoked a human far more dangerous than demons. Note- Before You Enter… This story wanders through shadowed streets where the dead linger and the living are no less haunted. It contains dark themes: crime, death, spirits that are not at rest, and a love story wrapped in exorcism and gunshots. Read at your own risk — and welcome to the darkness~

She was born under a cursed moon. Loved by the Alpha. Feared by the Elders. And killed… by the very mate who once swore to protect her. Eira Duskbane, heir to the lost Luneblood Line, was destined to wield the Moon’s Wrath — a power strong enough to control Alphas and rewrite fate. But prophecy made her dangerous, and fear made him cruel. On the eve of their mating ceremony, Alpha Thorne Virel led her to the sacred altar… and slit her throat. But the moon doesn’t abandon its chosen. Eira wakes up seven years earlier, trapped in the weak, cast-out version of herself — before the power, before the betrayal. This time, she won’t beg. She won’t love. She won’t trust. She will rise. She will ruin the pack that buried her. And when Thorne, unaware of the past, begins to fall for her all over again… She’ll decide if he deserves redemption — or ruin. Because the true Luna has returned. And she is no one’s mistake.

I was betrayed, executed, and reborn—with all my memories and a system that demands one thing: Bond with five insanely hot, dangerously powerful women. Now I’ve got: An assassin clinging to my arm (and a dagger to my throat), A dragon girl trying to mount me—literally, And a priestess who insists our souls are already married. My kingdom’s in ruins. My harem’s out of control. And every day feels like a step closer to death… or divine pleasure. I’m supposed to reclaim my throne. But surviving my five brides might be the real battle. Either way— I was reborn to rule, and my five brides are way too hot to handle.

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

"Can you do it, baby girl?" Drystan purrs in her ear, tattooed fingers digging into her hip, leaving bruises for her to admire later. She nods, incapable of speaking with Alexander's long fingers so deep in her throat. "So pretty," she hears Alexander praise, hazel eyes rising up to meet his forest greens in the kind of reverence that is only reserved for gods. "Will you be a good girl and let us fill you up?" His fingers leave her mouth with a pop, her teary eyes looking back at Drystan pleadingly. "Yes, please," she shakes, fingers clutching Alexander's shirt as Drystan stretches her. "Please, daddy," *

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ As I got close, I came to realize that it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of it. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. When I saw how he curled himself in a fetal position with his hand holding his bloody abdomen, my blood boiled and I punched the rock he was laying close to. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white as his eyebrows and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out and my eyes widened at the fact that he knew my name.

She signed the contract to save her family. She didn't realize she'd signed her freedom away. Hazel Allen never believed in fairytales- But when her father dies and her family falls apart, she's desperate enough to marry a billionaire stranger to survive. All she has to do is carry a child, smile for the cameras, and stay quiet. Easy, right? Until she realizes Reece and Margaret Allen aren't a perfect couple. They're predators in silk. And the contract she signed was never meant to protect her. It was meant to keep her silent. As her world unravels, so do the people she trusts most. A best friend's betrayal. A house filled with lies. And a secret so dark, someone won't make it out alive. *Not all roses bloom. Some were meant to rot. Fast-paced. Emotional. Unforgettable. A twisted love story for the ones who read with their hearts in their throats.

The Freelancer, an almost extinct breed of worker within the modern galaxy. When the first Freelancer arrived in the galaxy they were seen as a hero by many but also as a destroyer. They had no morals, no self preservation, no hope, however they had something lost, honour. When they accepted a contract they completed it with the highest level of efficiency, at the end of the day all they wanted were credits. Their work was seen by many and more and more life forms joined the Freelancer ranks, it was the most dangerous job the galaxy had the offer. Countless Freelancers died over the years giving the job a deadly name yet giving the survivors respect and admiration. Once the great wars started again Freelancers rushed for contracts within war torn systems but it was a trap set by rebel forces, countless Freelancers dead bringing an end to the Freelancer age. The Freelancer are now rare as few are cut out for the work, lost respect and admiration from many yet they persist. This story follows Kilo on his journey as a Freelancer. The galaxy is a strange, mysterious, dangerous place filled with the unknown. When you have no affiliation in this cut throat galaxy the only survivors is the FREELANCER.

“I want to do it. “   “What!? “I reply in panic as I begin to struggle against his hold, but he tightens his grip around me. I’m afraid of getting caught, but why is a part of me suddenly excited by this? By the way he’s holding…pulling me close… not letting go. Why do I like it even though I know getting caught could be disastrous? “H… hey, please. Not here… I… I … “I begin, but he cuts me off as he moves a leg between mine and begins to press against my bulge. “Your body tells another story… “He says as he runs his tongue over the marks he created on my neck last night and I shiver in his arms. I feel him smirk against my neck, and I curse myself for how easy it is for him to get a reaction out of me. “But… This is a public space… “I struggle to complete my sentence as he begins to massage my bulge with his thigh. “You’re all I care about right now. “He replies as he reaches for and starts undoing my belt, and I reach down to hold onto it in fear. “What are you saying? Your reputation… “I begin, and he finally pulls away from me. “It would be just fine. “He cuts me off, and I gulp. “Are you ashamed of me? “He suddenly questions, and my eyes widen. “Of course not! It’s just… “I begin, but he doesn’t let me finish. “You’re the one who wanted my attention. “ “Not like this! “   “This is how I want to give it. “He replies, and I stare at him with wide eyes. This is bad. If we're caught fucking here, it'll be chaos. and he doesn't seem to mind that. These brothers are insane!! ***** Five Alphas. One innocent Omega. And a heat no one’s ready for. ******* Known as a misfit with a weird feature(Red eyes), his whole life, everything hit rock bottom when his parents disowned and kicked him out of his home for being attracted to men. One accident later, he wakes up in another world, groggy, naked… and on display at a beastmen auction. They called him rare. Valuable. Breedable. Twenty thousand golden bars later, he’s sold... to not one, but five Alpha brothers. All beastmen. All dangerously possessive. Each one hotter...and crazier...than the last. They’re fighting over who gets to breed him first. And Elián? He’s never even kissed anyone before. Alpha Koda, the calmest of the five brothers, promises Elián will be safe. But nothing about this new world feels safe to Elián. Not the way the Alphas look at him. Not the way his body responds to them. And definitely not that word they keep calling him. Omega. Elián is a man. Men aren’t supposed to have babies. But somehow… every Alpha wants to breed him. Because Elián might just be the key to a generation of powerful beastmen. Now, five ruthless brothers are ready to give Elián everything he could ever want... Including unending love... If he’ll let one of them put a baby in him. How will he react to all this? Especially when he has no idea what it feels like to be loved.

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

The forest pulsed with life, the scent of rain clinging thick in the air. The moon hung heavy overhead, a silver eye watching—waiting. Beneath it, the alpha stood at the clearing’s edge, broad shoulders tense, golden eyes locked on the lone figure before him.The omega was smaller, leaner, his dark curls damp from the mist. His chest rose and fell with measured breaths, but there was no fear in him. No submission. Just something wild, something defiant.The alpha’s wolf stirred, restless. Wrong. Omegas were supposed to lower their gaze, bare their throats, yield. This one? He met the alpha’s stare head-on, lips curling at the edges like he knew exactly how much that would piss him off.“You shouldn’t be here.” The alpha’s voice was a low growl, his instincts warring between warning and… something else.The omega tilted his head, sharp amusement flashing in his dark eyes. “And yet, here I am.”A challenge.Something in the alpha snapped. In a blur, he closed the distance, caging the omega against the nearest tree. Heat crackled between them, the scent of pine and something dangerous filling the air. The omega didn’t flinch, didn’t shrink back. Instead, he dragged his tongue over his bottom lip, slow and deliberate, like he was tasting the tension between them.“You’ve got a death wish,” the alpha murmured, his breath ghosting over the omega’s skin.The omega smirked. “Maybe. Or maybe I just like watching you lose control.”The alpha’s hands curled into fists against the bark. This omega is going to be the death of me

A millennium ago, Lian Zhen ruled court politics with wit sharper than any blade—until betrayal led to her live sealing inside a prism of enchanted crystal. The empire erased her name, celebrated her downfall, and moved on. Now the crystal has cracked. Dragged back to life by curious Prince Ren Feng, Lian awakens in a rain‑soaked ruin with her body half‑numb, her magic scorched—and a neon‑blue System window hovering in her vision. [PRISM‑404 HUD INITIALIZING]Mission: Secure the loyalty of your future killerReward: Anchor Points, Trait Upgrades, A chance to live Turns out her “second chance” comes with an audience: PRISM‑404, a data‑hungry AI that dishes out snark, combat buffs, and terrifying penalties. Each mission grants Anchor Points she can trade for powers like Veilstep and Crystal Court—but every upgrade edges her closer to a complete merge with the System…and possible loss of self. Task #1? Earn the trust of Ren Feng—the descendant of the prince who executed her family line. From storm‑lit palaces and cut‑throat merchant guilds to a cultivation academy hiding shard‑possessed rivals, Lian plays a high‑stakes game of face‑slapping politics, secret missions, and forbidden romance. But as fragments of a greater “Glintshard Protocol” surface, she learns her resurrection is part of a loop written into the empire’s very code—and she might be the glitch that can break it. Power comes at a price. Loyalty comes with knives. And the System is always watching.

Not every other world was meant to save you. Some were built to punish what reality couldn't touch. Once feared as the ruthless king of Otemae High, Shiro Hoshigaki controlled everything until an encounter with the quiet but unbreakable Daiki fractures his dominance. As the ghosts of his past creep closer, Shiro is thrust into an isekai realm beyond death—a world shaped by karmic law, where souls are judged, and punishment is absolute. Now bound to NirVana, an unforgiving land ruled by the God of Death, Shiro must navigate horrors beyond human comprehension. His sins are no longer whispers in the past—they are chains around his throat, pulling him into a spiral of supernatural torment. If he hopes to survive, he must master Weavecraft, a karmic power system where every action has consequence, and Kegou, the force entwined with his very existence. But survival is not the endgame. As divine forces, twisted souls, and the weight of his own cruelty close in, Shiro must answer the ultimate question: Can redemption exist for the

Chaos, that was my name now and Sage, my Uncle had given me this name. It marked what I was to become, a weapon, one that would be aimed at the very throats of my soon to be superiors. I had enough of everyone else's bullshit, I was changing things. I would make it all.....MINE.

A deafening howl tore through the battlefield. The Octopus monster rose from the rubble, its soulless black eyes filled with madness. Olivia could barely stand. Her team was on the brink of death. And then… something moved. The tiny snake sank his fangs into the Bowolf’s cores. A surge of energy exploded. Wings of pure fire unfurled, its golden eyes blazed. A dragon had risen. But one fatal mistake… He fell. Something inside Olivia snapped. A roar ripped from her throat as flames consumed her. The sky cracked apart, and then… [SYSTEM WARNING!] [The Fire of Chaos has been activated.] [Continued use will lead to destruction] But Olivia wasn’t stopping. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thirty years ago, the world ended.  Unknown monsters descended upon the earth, plunging it to ruins. But with the destruction came a blessing or rather a curse.  The System. Now, humans wield superpowers, battling the creatures that threaten their existence. The last survivors formed factions, fighting to stay alive. But survival is a cruel game of fate. Every year, the system selects a group of unwilling teenagers  by lottery- to fight, to die. Olivia never asked for any of this. Betrayed by her family, forced to fight, she was left for dead. Until fate intervened. Until she met him. Little White, the small, snake-like creature at her side, is hiding secrets far greater than she imagined. When death closed in, his truth unraveled, along with something even darker inside Olivia—power, overwhelming and untamed. The Fire of Chaos is burning inside her, and if she doesn’t learn to control it…. She’ll destroy everything. Survival is just the beginning. The real war is yet to come.

First they mocked her. Then they used her. Then they broke her. They said she was too soft. So they buried her. But dead girls don’t stay quiet. The girl they shattered is just a memory now. The woman who rose from the ashes will dig their graves — and watch them fall in one by one. She makes heads turn when she passes, wearing secrets like perfume and revenge like diamonds. Her man would slit throats for a glimpse of her smile — and burn kingdoms just to hear her laugh. Her death stained the city red. Her life will drown the world in blood. The world is no longer a playground. It’s a chessboard. And she’s the game master now. But not every piece is hers. A shadow follows her steps, a hidden player she can't remember, holding secrets tied to her own death. Is her second chance truly hers to command... Or is she still just another piece in someone else's chess piece in the game? Every king Thinks He Is Safe... Untill The Queen Flips The Board -------------------------------------------------------- guys I'm new to do this and this is my first work I hope I did my best ---