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[ON HIATUS. Book will resume at some point.] "Princess?" A young man entered the dimly lit room. "I'm not a fucking princess! Get this in your fucking head, dumb bastard! And tell this to the rest of these crazy family members! Lemme get outta here!" She yelled while twisting around her wrist, trying to get off the ropes that were holding her back from throwing a punch at these people who kept visiting her one by one. Her so-called family. "But YOU ARE a princess." Yuden amplified the fact that she was indeed Princess Zahra. The young man smiled softly at her although the smile didn't reach his eyes. His eyes were just cold yet they had some sort of fire in them that might as well burn the person in front just by his gaze. "Should I untie you? You seem in pain," he walked closer to her. "Ha! Do you even know what pain is? Pain is you, your whole bullshit, this house, these people!" "I didn't allow you to be so rude, Princess Zahra," Yuden's eyebrows furrowed, his smile fading. Synopsis: Tiana's idyllic life as a nomad is shattered when she arrives at the capital, she is declared to be the missing princess of Averlyon! Thrown into the glamour and wealth of the royal palace, she soon realizes that something dark lurks underneath the pretty smiles and graceful curtsies. As she struggles to come to terms with her new identity, her old life seems to call her back. Years after Tiana’s disappearance, Crown Prince Yuden is still waiting for her. However, he can no longer ignore his duty. He finally agrees to marry her younger sister Layla to secure the alliance between Averlyon and Yurania. As he prepares to slip the ring on Layla's finger, a man appears and announces that the princess has been found! Although Yuden found his long lost fiancée, she was nothing like what he expected her to have become! [Webnovel Spirity Awards 2024 Entry] ONLY 18+: Violence, triggers, and disturbing scenes (No rape). A happy ending guaranteed! Don’t forget to support for more chapter release!

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

At her wedding banquet, a man claiming to be Selina's lover stormed in, brandishing so-called intimate photos and causing chaos. Selina immediately saw through this as a scheme orchestrated by her half-sister, Natalia. However, Selina's fiancé, Ryan, not only refused to believe her but also went out of his way to defend Natalia. It turned out that Ryan and Natalia had already developed feelings for each other in secret. Everyone—Selina's father, stepmother, and Ryan's parents—knew about their affair, except for Selina, who was left in the dark. Taking advantage of the situation, Selina's father suggested swapping brides, proposing that Natalia replace Selina and complete the wedding. Ryan's family not only didn’t object but wholeheartedly supported the idea. That was the moment Selina finally realized the cruel truth: her family and Ryan's family were nothing but wolves in sheep’s clothing! "Cancel the engagement? Fine. But let it be clear—I’m the one rejecting you, you two-timing, spineless excuse for a man!" Selina declared with unshakable confidence. Her gaze then swept across the room, landing on an elegant and distinguished man. She vaguely remembered him as Ryan’s younger uncle. Walking over, she boldly asked, "Sir, how about getting married?" The man raised an eyebrow, finding her audacity intriguing. "It would be my honor, madam," he replied. ...

After everything that Zaroth had was stolen from him, he decided to live solely for his desires, morals be damned! Close to his death, he resurrects and tames a mythical dragon, who turns out to be a breathtaking woman. Learning that in order to explore her body, he must grow stronger so he doesn’t die during the act, Zaroth sets a clear goal for himself: to get stronger. “But I’m curious about something.” “Hm? What is it?” Luna asked, raising an eyebrow. “You said you judged me. How did you do that? Why was I worthy?” Luna’s smile darkened, her eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity. "Despite knowing you would die, you didn’t pray to the gods. On the contrary, you declared that you would kill every single one of them like the dogs they are. In my life, you’re the only one who’s ever made such a declaration, which is why I couldn’t leave you behind—someone who dares to share my dream."

Ousted by her stepmother and overshadowed by her envious stepsister, the fallen heiress embarks on a contract marriage with a tycoon who holds the key to reclaiming her rightful place. As family feuds escalate, she fights back with her reluctant ally, turning the tables on deceit and securing her mother's safety. The plan was a clean break after a fake wedding, but he clung on and refused to let go. Staring at the man beside her, she felt a throbbing headache: "Sir, we really don't match..." "I don't think so!" He raised an eyebrow and backed her into a corner. The next day, she fled with a sore back. He made a call: "The little wild cat has run away again, lock down the airport immediately!"

Mum ran away, dad's crippled, and I'm about to be sold to a brothel. Qiao Xiaomai rolled up her sleeves in anger: If you've taken from me, regurgitate it. If you've seized what's mine, return it. All scumbags, clear off. A certain man finished tidying up the mess, rolled up his sleeves and pulled Qiao Xiaomai into a light laugh: "My lady, if you're this fiery and domineering at night, your husband..." Qiao Xiaomai raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to her: "My dear, come warm the bed~"

Ella always believed she was living a blissful life with a loving father, stepmother, and a doting husband. Even her half-sister seemed to treat her with kindness. But it was all an illusion. They were all after the vast inheritance Ella was set to receive from her grandmother! The so-called family affection and love were fake. Her stepsister and husband had been secretly together for a long time, plotting to seize Ella's fortune. On her birthday, they poisoned Ella’s drink and pushed her into the ocean. Ella has been reborn! Given a second chance at life, she won't fall into their tender traps again. Instead, she will rise and fight back, reclaiming everything that rightfully belongs to her! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello everyone, this is my new book. Feel free to check it out: Married First, Loved Later: A Flash Marriage with My Ex’s "Uncle." : At her wedding banquet, a man claiming to be Selina's lover stormed in, brandishing so-called intimate photos and causing chaos. Selina immediately saw through this as a scheme orchestrated by her half-sister, Natalia. However, Selina's fiancé, Ryan, not only refused to believe her but also went out of his way to defend Natalia. It turned out that Ryan and Natalia had already developed feelings for each other in secret. Everyone—Selina's father, stepmother, and Ryan's parents—knew about their affair, except for Selina, who was left in the dark. Taking advantage of the situation, Selina's father suggested swapping brides, proposing that Natalia replace Selina and complete the wedding. Ryan's family not only didn’t object but wholeheartedly supported the idea. That was the moment Selina finally realized the cruel truth: her family and Ryan's family were nothing but wolves in sheep’s clothing! "Cancel the engagement? Fine. But let it be clear—I’m the one rejecting you, you two-timing, spineless excuse for a man!" Selina declared with unshakable confidence. Her gaze then swept across the room, landing on an elegant and distinguished man. She vaguely remembered him as Ryan’s younger uncle. Walking over, she boldly asked, "Sir, how about getting married?" The man raised an eyebrow, finding her audacity intriguing. "It would be my honor, madam," he replied.

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, VIOLENCE. Losing your virginity to a stranger who doesn't care might feel like the biggest mistake you could ever make especially when you have a boyfriend. But then your boyfriend cheating on you becomes a nightmare that haunts you after the hurtful words he says when he does. Well, that's how Zoey felt only that, the mistake turned out to be the best thing that happened to her because she later gave birth to a young baby girl despite her young age and still in college. What will happen when Zoey meets the stranger who she lost her virginity to and now who is the father of her child? She realizes the father of her child, is his boss, the richest person in the city with quite a bad reputation for being involved with some bad gangs. "You have a kid?"Roy asked and I panicked. How does he know that? No...this can't be happening. I vowed to keep my daughter away from him, he can't know about her. "I'm not talking about this with you Roy. You make me work my ass off the whole day, denying me most of my rights. I don't feel like talking about my personal life with you, you are a bully."I said. Roy looked at me."I want an answer Zoey, do you have a kid or not?" he insisted and this time his voice was so cold. "What are you going to do when I don't answer? Let me guess, make me work overtime like you always do. Go on, I'll do the overtime work I'm used to..... " He cut me off."Don't you dare say anything else Zoey." he roared and then pinching the area between his eye eyebrows, he looked at me with a soft gaze."Why? Why do you always have to provoke me huh? I'm going to kiss you again if you continue being this sassy around me, trust me." he said it like a promise as well as a threat.

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".

This is the story of two people who once shared a past. Now, they are forced to work together for their own interests. Starley Bellamy is a free-spirited hacker. And Raul Blackwell owns Chicago's most prominent private spy agency. Until one day, Starley's identity as a hacker is exposed, her family is framed, and her parents are detained. That's when Raul reappears in Starley's life, offering a collaboration. Starley, who once loved Raul, reluctantly accepts the offer to save her parents. Their previous relationship was complicated; they were just friends with benefits. Because of this, they have to meet often. Will they become more than just friends with benefits this time? They will face obstacles, trials, and the hidden truths that have been kept from them all along. A romance, action, and mystery story where every wrong move could cost them their lives. ……………………………… "Why do we have to be like this?" Raul suddenly asked. Starley glared at Raul with sharp eyes. "What do you mean? I don't understand," Starley replied coldly. Then, she quickly broke eye contact with Raul's dark eyes. "You know what I mean, cupcake," Raul said in a low voice. Starley tried to look unaffected by Raul's nickname, even though her heart was beating much faster than usual. "No, I don’t understand." Starley flinched slightly when she felt Raul’s warm hand on her elbow. It was like he was holding her back from running away again. Finally, Starley looked back at Raul with a neutral expression. "Mr. Blackwell, I’ve told you, I have a boyfriend," Starley replied. She was lying; she didn’t have a boyfriend. But she had to say it to push Raul away. Otherwise, she knew her defenses would crumble at any moment. Raul squinted his eyes and said, "Then where is your boyfriend? I’ve never seen him." "He’s out of town," Starley replied. Raul raised an eyebrow and smirked. "So, you’re in a long-distance relationship?" Raul asked, walking closer to Starley. Starley didn’t back down. She lifted her chin and stared at Raul, "Do you have a problem with that?" This time, Raul’s smirk resembled a devilishly handsome smile, "Oh no, that’s actually good news, isn’t it?" Starley narrowed her eyes and said, "You already know, you and I can never happen again." "As long as he’s not your husband, I think anything is possible, cupcake." Starley knew Raul didn’t mean it that way. All their history would repeat itself. We were not meant to be together, Starley thought. "Don’t you hate me?" Starley suddenly asked. After the question left her lips, Raul’s face tensed, and he released his grip on Starley’s elbow. Raul’s gaze now was darker than usual as he replied, "Yes, and you hate me too." Starley didn’t answer because Raul already knew the answer. There was a brief silence before Raul spoke again. "But you know, there’s a fine line between love and hate. And both make you unable to stop thinking about me, Starley," Raul whispered. Starley held her breath. After all this time, she had kept her distance; why now did she have to work with this dangerous man? Dangerous for her heart.

Lucinda Perry, a social recluse and a workaholic, makes a pledge to herself to go all wild on her twenty-fifth birthday and even score a one night stand if she gets her long deserved promotion at work. Few days to her twenty-fifth birthday, she gets promoted to not just a higher position but to the head office in a different city. Having to spend her birthday night in a new city, she goes to the club where she meets a very handsome stranger, Thomas Hank, who offers to be her one night stand after catching a glimpse of her dare-to-do list, which included having a one night stand. Thomas Hank, after having been used by several ladies in the past, is bent on getting the lady of his dreams who would love him for himself and not his wealth. So when he meets the cute and naive Lucinda Perry at the club, he decides to keep his true identity from her and find out if she was worth keeping. ***Excerpt*** What is more entertaining than a crazy side character? Say hello to Sonia and Bryan. Sonia's heart stopped beating for a second, and then different thoughts started flying right through her head at that same time. Bryan Hank? Her celebrity crush was kneeling right in front of her and asking her to be his wife? Was he mistaking her for someone? Was it possible this was a skit, or maybe this was like one of those celebrity pranks, and there were cameras around, waiting to capture her make a fool of herself? Or perhaps she was dreaming? Sonia wondered as she looked around them, but all she saw were curious onlookers. "Please! Be my wife and make me the happiest man on Earth," He said in a very loud voice that caught the attention of everyone. Her editor who she had been waiting on for over an hour because he was trying to sign a deal with a movie producer who was interested in one of her stories, showed up at that moment, "Sonia, you know Bryan Hank?" Her editor asked in genuine surprise as he watched the scene before him. It seemed like an hour had passed since Bryan went on his knees, but it had only been a minute. Bryan knew no lady would be crazy enough to accept such a crazy proposal, and even if any were, paying her off and calling off the whole thing would be easy since all he wanted was the scandal that could come from this. The headlines were either going to be about his rejected Marriage proposal or his supposed engagement, which would be enough to let Sophia off the hook. "Yes!" Sonia said as she bobbed her head excitedly and extended her finger for him to wear her the ring. "Yes?" Bryan asked in confusion when he heard her response. "Yes! I will be your wife and make you the happiest man in the world!" Sonia said with a giggle and wiggled her fingers until Bryan slid the ring down her finger. Surprisingly the ring was her exact size, and it sat on her finger like it was made just for her. The sound of applause erupted all around them as Sonia stood up with a big smile on her face and embraced Bryan before kissing him right on the lips. Bryan was slightly taken aback by her boldness but quickly recovered since this was his game, and he had to play along. He was the one who had approached her first, after all. So when she tried to break the kiss, he held her chin and slowly nibbled on her lower lip before parting her lips with his tongue and sucked on it in a teasing manner, eliciting a moan from Sonia. Sonia felt light-headed. This was too good to be true. It just had to be a dream. How else could she explain that one moment she was seated at the lobby of a hotel waiting for her editor, and the next she was engaged to her celebrity crush and was kissing him right here in the open? (PS: Photo belongs to me. Art by @imagineTishaD)

***WSA ENTRY 2025*** "He who sang the song of the end while dancing to the new beginning,You are a [Skald Of Death] " *** A series of catastrophic events plunged Earth into a state of chaos. In this time of chaos, a new breed of humans, the Runebounds, arose. Carriers of divine blood must go through trials known as Hex in order to unlock the true potential of the Runes. Arthur Dahl, a boy from the slums, is a carrier of divine blood. But will he be able to sustain himself in this new world? Will Arthur be able to find the purpose of the Runes? *** Arthur hesitated before reading the final part of his status window, knowing it wouldn’t be good news. "As for blood purity... it says 'Miserable.'" A tense silence filled the room. Officer Verna raised an eyebrow, clasping her hands in front of her face. "Miserable?" Thoth, in contrast, let out an exaggerated laugh. "That’s a first! Miserable, huh? That might explain why your Essence is crimson instead of golden. You might be the weakest challenger in the history of the Nine Realms." Arthur’s jaw tightened. "So not only am I at the bottom of the barrel, but I’ve set a new low? Fantastic." Despite his sarcasm, Arthur couldn’t help but feel a small pang of unease. If he truly was the weakest challenger, how was he supposed to survive?

"I only need power to prove my father's innocence, not a marriage or stupid love." When Amira found out that her father will be serving life imprisonment for being accused of poisoning the king. She decided to take part in a bride-choosing competition where all the interested contestants were supposed to compete to become the crown prince's bride. Only one contestant will be chosen,the contestant who has what it takes to be the crown's bride and the next queen of Wylan kingdom.  Amira needs access to the power so that she can prove to the entire kingdom that her father is innocent and the only choice is to take part in the competition. ______ When Prince Zebulon looked at the contestants on his way to the event hall, he locked eyes with Amira, the girl he has been looking for his whole life. Prince Zebulon and Amira crossed paths in the castle when Amira was seven years old and Zeb was ten. They played together and Amira promised to come back, however, she never stepped foot in the castle again because her father who was the commander at that time asked her to stay away from the royal family. "They're animals disguise as human."Those were Amira's father words. Prince Zebulon had fell in love with Amira at first sight. What prince Zebulon didn't know was that Amira was commander Adonis's daughter who was accused of poisoning the king, Zeb's father. ____ " You finally fulfilled your promise."Prince Zeb's lips curved into a mischievous smile.He stepped towards Amira who stepped away from him. "Although it has been many years."He paused and tilted his head to the left, his lips twisting in annoyance. Amira sucked in a tight air when her back collided with the concrete wall, reminding her that she had nowhere to run too. Amira closed her eyes when Prince Zebulon moved his face dangerously close to hers. His warm breath fanned her cheeks, sending chills down her spine. "Tell me little Angel,did you miss me?"He said with a dangerously husky voice and brushed dark hair strands from Amira's face which made her to tremble slightly. "Or…did you come to poison me because I'm going to be the next king?"Zeb asked with a raised eyebrow, the corner of his lips curving into an amused smile. Amira froze when she heard his words,it seemed like time was moving in slow motion.

In a world where gods bicker like siblings, heroes flex for fame, and magic flows as freely as tavern ale, one unlucky soul gets the reincarnation deal of a lifetime—well, almost. Waking up in a fluffy body with twitchy ears and a tail that won't stop wiggling, our protagonist quickly realizes his new life isn’t exactly the stuff of epic ballads. He’s not a fearsome dragon, a dashing swordsman, or even a mildly threatening goblin. Nope. He’s a rabbit—a cute, pint-sized ball of fluff with "snack" written all over him. But hey, when life gives you carrots, you make stew… or, uh, figure out how not to become rabbit stew. Armed with quick wits, an absurd amount of luck, and a knack for dodging death by hopping around, this hare-raising adventure sees him hopping through a magical world full of danger, absurdity, and even romance. (Who knew some people were into rabbits?!) With gods watching his every move, adventurers mistaking him for loot, and predators thinking he looks delicious, one thing’s for sure: it’s not easy being prey. But with a little cunning and maybe some help from a snarky companion or two, he might just prove that even the smallest creature can have the biggest bite.

Rule number one: "As a scholarship student, you should steer clear of the rich kids." Olive raised an eyebrow. "Why? Because of bullying?" she asked, playing dumb, though her mind flashed back to the scene she had witnessed earlier. "Exactly! You should avoid the school heir especially. Bullying's like a sport around here for guys like him. If you offend the wrong person, it won't end well. Trust me, if you want a peaceful year, just stay out of their way." _______ In a world where social hierarchy and family legacy reign supreme, Olivia Williams, a brilliant and determined student, disguises herself as a boy to attend the prestigious Belmont High School. She's won a coveted mathematics scholarship, but her triumph comes with a price: keeping her true identity hidden amidst the treacherous landscape of boarding school life. Enter George Lucas, the charismatic and arrogant heir to Belmont's legacy, who finds himself inexplicably drawn to "Olivia," the mysterious new student. As they engage in a fiery hate-to-love relationship, Olivia must navigate the complexities of her own feelings, the danger of discovery, and the class differences that threaten to tear them apart. As they delve deeper into their whirlwind romance, Olivia and George must confront the dark secrets of their own identities, the weight of family expectations, and the transformative power of love. But with great passion comes great risk: their relationship could upend George's family's reputation and legacy, forcing them to choose between love and loyalty. __________ Warning: Contains 18+ scenes at volume 2. And trust me, this isn't your regular type of highschool romance. Read it and you're sure going to love it.

Growing up, Rose's father kept her isolated in a mansion-sized cage of gold. Forced to grow up quickly after she runs away from her home, Rose learns firsthand that there is a lot of speciesism between werewolves and humans. Still unable to shift, she finds a mate and is thrust into the elaborate world of werewolves, council meetings, and territory battles. Aries has a past he wants to be forgotten and when he happens to run into his mate he's forced to change his plans in order to keep her and his pack safe. His secrets slowly come out forcing Rose to question how someone so cruel can be destined for her. Love story aside and with adamant hate for the way werewolves treat humans, Rose will have to work with Aries to change the way the council runs things. ~Excerpt~ "You're not reacting?" I said confused. He raised an eyebrow but otherwise looked indifferent. "Am I supposed to," it was more of a statement than a question but his lack of a reaction made me realize he actually had no clue who I was. I frowned at him analyzing him for a long time before my lips spread thin into a goofy grin. I gave him the biggest smile, one that I haven't given to anyone in a long time. "Rosabella," I said stretching my arm out in front of us. He stared at my outstretched hand for what felt like forever before his large hand wrapped itself around my smaller one. "Aries," he seemed to be making his grip as light as possible. Almost as if he feared that anything tighter than that would break my smaller hand in his. I tilted my head confused. "Like the god of war?" I asked. His grip suddenly tighten which made me flinch and he quickly let go before looking away from me as if trying to avoid eye contact. "Sure," he said. I was about to ask another question when I heard someone ask a group of ladies not too far away from us, "Have any of you seen this girl?" The woman looked at the picture and then looked up in confusion just before her eyes met mine and recognition hit her face like a slap to the cheek. I knew immediately that I had been found. "Shit," I said just as Ares walked up to what I was assuming was his motorcycle. He put his helmet on and the guys speaking to the lady a few feet away turned around to look at where the lady pointed me out. I yelped and jumped on the back of Aries motorcycle hugging him from behind for dear life. "What are you doing?" "Drive!" I don't know if it was the panic in my voice or the fact that I was shaking uncontrollably but thankfully he didn't question me further. He instead, stepped on it and we were speeding through the town just before the men could react.

His eyes snapped open. Sounds of wildlife were all around him, and they became rowdier as he felt his consciousness returning to his body. His back was propped on something hard and uneven. Reflexively, he sat up. His eyes were immediately scanning his surroundings in a slow motion, seeing only overgrown forest in every direction. His eyebrows raised majestically as he found that he was lying down in the middle of a clearing, vine-laden trees enclosing the space. A sudden premonition struck him. Patting his clothes and pockets, then his whole body, he sighed in relief. Nothing had happened to his body. His limbs were intact, as was his head. The thing he had stored in his pockets was nowhere to be found, but he was in one piece. Considering what he had gone through, it was a miracle that none of those things had eaten him yet. Checking his vicinity one more time and finding no immediate threats, he slowly stood up, eyes vigilant against movement among the trees and their branches that entwined the sky above. The air was full of the sounds of birds. The canopy swayed restlessly over him as those small creatures hopped from one branch to another. He recalled what they were: Anothraxes. They weren’t a threat when they were alone, but once they congregated on a single hunter, they became C-level dangers. He had to stay hidden as he moved if he wanted to avoid the critters. Fortunately the ground was endorsed full with lush undergrowth, some of the plants reaching heights that could hide his body even if he only slightly bent his knees. Deciding what he needed to do, he made to dive into the conevenient natural cover for hunters, when his feet struck something that was hidden under a bush. It made a dull cluttering noise, like metal striking against ground. As he looked at his feet, he saw a familiar handle-like object. It was only one part of an item, and the rest of it was gone. He crouched low to retrieve it but felt slight resistance. Comprehending, he used his free hand to break apart the bramble while the hand holding the broken item tugged on it. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

In a world where the art of traditional smithing was all but forgotten, Hyun-soo was a legend. A master blacksmith and craftsman, he could create weapons and artifacts that weren’t just breathtakingly beautiful but imbued with unparalleled power. Yet, his glory came to an abrupt halt when a tragic accident in his forge changed everything. His hands—once instruments of art and magic—were ruined. Fingers that had moved with deft precision were now stiff and lifeless. The world that had once celebrated his creations now offered him nothing but pity. Hyun-soo became a shadow of the man he once was, trapped in silence and despair. Until one day, a miracle of modern times knocked on his door. The Orion a newly released virtual reality game—promised a boundless world of adventure. Within it, players could become anything they desired: legendary heroes, fearless explorers, or even rulers of vast kingdoms. But for Hyun-soo, it promised something far greater: a chance to forge again. The first time he entered the world of Orion, the system greeted him with its cold, mechanical messages [Artifact Can't Be Repaired.] Hyun-soo raised an eyebrow, scoffing. Ares operated on strict logic—level caps, predefined game rules, and automated tools. But Hyun-soo saw these constraints for what they were: minor hurdles. His lifetime of experience as a true craftsman had taught him that artistry transcended mere systems. He quickly realized that the game’s mechanics didn’t truly understand the essence of smithing. Armed with his expertise, he began to defy those limits, creating legendary items that even the highest-level players could only dream of wielding. Hyun-soo, the genius blacksmith, had returned—and this time, he was forging a future beyond anyone’s wildest imagination.

Ren Jiang, an introverted architect, died. He found himself transmigrating into a psychotic villain of the novel he read. Thinking about gaining new martial powers, he excitedly stepped out of the door. He did not get the powers but ended up face to face with a childhood friend who was obsessed with the original body. Ren, "..." Trying to get rid of the obsessed friend he found himself entangled in life and death situation with none other than the male lead. Ren, "... Please, leave me alone!" With the help of his system, Ren, now, Dorion, tried warding off the evil people and correcting original's evil ways. He finally achieved a peaceful life.... Not really. Even, when he carefully avoided any troublesome interactions with the main leads, he still, ended up catching the eye of the male supporting character. A person who appeared at the end of the novel, just to torture the original Dorion. Even when the original owner begged for death, he was cured to be tortured again. Ren, "..." Looking at the tall figure coming towards him, Ren sneakily tried to wiggle his way out, "I'll l-leave right now. I-I didn't m-mean to come here…” Kade Death laughed, his wine-red eyes gleamed with amusement. He easily trapped the beautiful person in his arms, "You didn't actually think that I would let you go, right? The scared Ren, "..." I did, But I dare not say! "I let you go once, my sweet, not anymore..." Ren, "...System, H-Help!" System, "Why don't you help me?!!!! Save me from the claws of this nine-tailed fox!!!!" ---------------------------------------------------------- This was my first novel. And I realized that... To some readers it came off as a bit erratic at some points. Is it hilarious? Yes, absolutely. Is the story different than other transmigrations? Yes. Is it hard to grasp? Maybe, for some readers. I have learned so much after writing this. So, I am glad that I did. I may or may not edit it in future for better readability. If you are reading this, I am glad that you did. If you find it erratic... you can check out my other novel (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠). .............................................................

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

He is a devil; she is an angel. An angel and a devil are never meant to be. But what fate awaits them here? **Oscar Lorenzo Bernadetta** is the most dangerous, wealthy, and handsome man in the country. He shattered millions of hearts when he married a woman. But, to the good fortune of those unknown women, he got divorced. One day, as he was on his way to pick up his son from school, he encountered a wild woman. Not only did she crash her bike into his car, but she also humiliated him, making him buy her a new bike. To top it off, she stole his son's heart—his bottom line! He thought he would never see her again after that incident. But God had different plans; she became a teacher at his son’s school. "I want my piano teacher as my tutor at home," Little Charlie declared. "And why would I do that?" Oscar asked, eyebrows raised. --- "Twenty thousand dollars to be a tutor! Which idiot would offer you that much?" Oscar growled in frustration at the eccentric woman in front of him. "You, idiot," she said with an innocent smile, making his veins pop out. "I’ll offer five thousand dollars. Take it or leave it," Oscar declared, rising from his seat. "You will get twenty thousand dollars," came the little tyrant's voice again. Oscar felt the urge to pull his hair out and spank both the big kid and the small one, but he refrained to maintain his image. "I won’t pay for her," he seethed. "No need. My grandma will pay," the little tyrant said, driving Oscar closer to madness for the umpteenth time. --- As expected, she caused chaos in his home and stole his heart in the process. Just when his heart was fully hers, his ex-wife reentered his life, threatening to tear everything apart. But little did they know, his ex-wife didn't come to reconcile; she came to destroy him and her biological son while revealing his darkest secrets. Why did she do that? Will her presence change everything? Will his secrets scare her away? What drove his ex-wife to turn against him and their own blood? **Read the story to find out more.**

In his arms, she found her home, and she wanted to stay in that home forever. …. [warning:Novel is r18 * NO rape * No major misunderstanding!] Status: Completed Novel ****** "Stand up." Yera hissed, eyes narrowed at Xander. "It's already up." Xander smirked and leaned against the headboard of the bed.  He lifted an eyebrow and with a grin added, "Perhaps you need.... skin to skin proof?" Disbelief flashed in Yera's eyes. It was quickly replaced with anger. "You pervert!" "You took advantage of me," he teased. His eyes slowly trailed down her lips towards her neck and with his hoarse voice said, "Or would you like me to remind you... what you did last night?" He was Xander Yang whose hope of marriage ended when he was diagnosed with an erectile dysfunction. Smart and stubborn, the Doctor CEO of Yang Globals group was a very bubbly and loveable person but a difficult man to handle.  However, meeting a certain Deyna Song turned his world upside down. How could his dysfunction vanish when he was around her? What kind of magic does this feisty woman hold? Meanwhile, Yera Han had it all. Aside from being the youngest surgeon in the world, she was also the ruthless heiress of the Life Hospitals Group. Smart, Beautiful and Cold. She was revered as the ice queen capable of bringing back the dead with her hands. However, fate took everything away from her… her love, her property... She was left with nothing and lived as Deyna Song. How could she allow fate to make her dance in its palm? She was Yera Han and she vowed to take all that was hers back! They took everything away from her and now she was left with nothing but vengeance... Then came this doctor following her around offering a marriage alliance? How could she think of getting married when her everything was at stake!  ========== Author's Note: Hope you enjoy reading this ORIGINAL novel of mine. This is absolutely a happy ending. Many thanks in advance for your support. With Lots of Love, EUSTOMA_reyna Other Books: The CEO Who Hates Me (completed) The General Who Hates Me (completed) The Doctor Who Loves Me (completed) The Law of Attraction (completed) Kiss Me Not (in writing) The Untamed: Game of Hearts The Crown's Entrapment contact me at: Discord Link: https://discord.gg/PNGkTUy Facebook Page: @eustoma.reyna twitter: @EUSTOMA_reyna instagram: eustoma_reyna

Wu Su Yi, a lawyer by name and occupation. A strict woman who had made herself to become the woman she became today— respected by her subordinates and upright justice to its place. She preferred her life to become normal until… a certain boy had hugged her legs. Confused, she saved the boy only to be rewarded by a marriage. MARRIAGE?! While Wu Su Yi was perfect in all ways to others’ eyes, in fact there was a hidden layer beneath her than no one knew. When Han XI Guang came to her life, he was akin to a storm. A man with a good occupation— or was he also hiding his true, dangerous self? A match of a Queen and her loyal King who hid his true self from everyone but her. Extract— “I don’t need a husband,” Wu Su Yi repeated once again, her black eyes looked back at Han XiGuang’s darker eyes without showing a single fear, making him smile. She was the only person who could do this to him. “I can treat you like my Queen. All you wish would be my command and my wish is only for you to take care of my son.” She raised her eyebrows, unconvinced, “Whatever I would request to you, you will make it happen?” Han XiGuang took her hand and placed a kiss on her knuckles gently, “All your wish is my command. Who you ask me to defeat, what kind of victory I should have, and who I should kill. I would do it all for you, my lovely Queen and all I need is you to be beside me”

A new work by Hyung Sang-jun, author of ! Yoo Tae-pung, who has failed every job interview, finally has a chance to get employed! “Goblins will come to see the books. When they come, just do as they say.” However, the job involves dealing with ‘goblins’! While becoming engrossed in the lives of mystical goblins who use magical items like ‘Goblin Headbands,’ ‘Goblin Clubs,’ and ‘Tiger Eyebrows,’ Tae-pung also gets a glimpse into the lives of real people through the books in the library, which are filled with human joys and sorrows written from the goblins’ perspective. Gradually, he begins to get involved in their lives… The unpredictable story of Yoo Tae-pung, caught up in the whirlwind of goblins, begins now!

"-Thousands of years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. Thousands of years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. Thousands of years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life. Hundreds of nights pitying our enemies who suffered the same inhumane human-created disasters due to human greed that knows no bounds." He spoke coldly, choking the lungs of the woman sitting in front of him. The woman who knew nothing, yet, still became a victim of the same disaster he endured for thousands and thousands of years. Her sharp eyebrows that he follows to thin almond-shaped eyes that shone grey with pearls falling from them as if she were a clam endlessly spilling precious jewels with no one to help collect them. However, his mouth still continued to spill the cold truth to her "So many centuries...Waiting to be saved by someone, anyone. How many years can a person hold onto a meaningless life like this? Tell me, Miss Shao. How, in the end, could I have saved my people? Should I have asked them to do the same as me? Cursed to live for eternity being haunted by the ghosts of our past." He smiled ruthlessly while the woman's lips trembled, while she wordlessly brushed the tears that escaped her away. "-Force them to witness their loved ones die from either their own hands or mine, their leader. Tell me, exactly what is this life supposed to amount to at the sacrifice of so many others?"

A monster....that was what she called herself. But that didn't stop him from loving her till the ends of the world..... What do you think would happen when a mutant and a 'perfectly normal' human defy the status quo and come together to make a once in a lifetime love story?..... Penny Winters was just a little girl when she was hijacked by her father's enemy and became a subject of a mutation experiment. The side effects of being a lab rat made her believe she was nothing but a filthy monster. The previous vibrant 16 year old girl was GONE, replaced by a shadow. Whenever she looked at the girl standing in front of the mirror, the only word that came to mind was HATE. She hated everything about herself and she vowed in her heart that nothing could change that. Follow Penny on this travailing journey as she learns to accept who life has made her to be but not without the support of all those who love her unconditionally. Especially a particular Mister. ML 1. He was there first! He saw her through her highs and lows, gave her strength when she almost gave up her life, loved her and still loves her to the moon and back and could literally give his life up for her. So he wasn't going to let anyone snatch her away! She was his and only HIS! ML 2. Truthfully, he came into her life pretty late but he still wants to show her the best of the world. He wanted to give her all the love in his heart! And he'd definitely win her over! Besides who set the rule that love was a first come first serve basis? »Sneak peek In a dark room, “GET. OFF. ME!” she yelled from the frustration of not being able to use her powers on him and also his shamelessness. She didn't bargain for this! At all! “Shh...you don't want to wake your mum and dad up now, do you?” he silenced her by putting his slender finger on her lips. “If you don't get off me right this instant, I'll scream and you'll ultimately be banned from entering this house, your choice.” she stated with one of her eyebrows raised. “Scream, Penny.”, he provoked her with his eyes on her lips. Angry cause he doubted her, she yelled, “Mum....!”, but her scream was cut off by his lips. =_==_==_=_=_==_==_==_==_==_=_=_= P.S: There are 2 potential MLs in this novel. Let's find out who ULTIMATELY wins our dear Penny's heart together, shall we? »The cover isn't mine, credits go to the artist. It would be removed immediately on request.... Discord: Daisy_T#8878

As an avid reader of novels with themes of transmigration and rebirth, though incredulous, beeti was quick to accept the fact that she has been reborn to the 2000s. As any other rebirth lover she has always had plans for her imaginary second chance in life, though she used to think of the idea as nothing more than just a way to escape from her small regrets and monotonous life. As Beeti was reshaping her life according to her plans, she somehow accumulated a small fortune without anyone noticing. Medical, business, showbiz and a secret.... ' shhh' In the medical field, the bigshots call her "Guruji" with their utmost respect. . In the business world, it is well known that you should not provoke the female devil. . In the showbiz, " she is both soft and sweet, such a pure soul", even the netizens can't help but exclaim. . The secret, 'shhhh' "Adi hi anant hai" Everything was going well until that one encounter, . excerpt 1 "the answer to your dreams will be in front of you soon." said Goshai in a murmure. "you will meet your destined one in the following time, but remember you only have five years." he continued, and left these reminder behind as he slowly faded and became one with the dark night. She was left to digest the information... excerpt 2 "What are you doing? Leave me..." . "I know it's you, baby." "you....." " what about me?" he asked with raised eyebrow, knowing he had her in control. . "wife please come back..." his voice was like coaxing a kid with a hint of pleading... . . . . . "This is a story about a reborn fl in India and a famous bigshot of another country. Will they be together as destined or will history repeat itself...." . . The starting set up would be India, and Bengali family. Author: this is my first work. I sincerely wish you all will give me honest feedback, English is not my first language, please correct any mistakes you find. I also hope I don't hurt particular party and they appreciate my work and not take it the wrong way.

Li Dao is reborn into the Daqian Dynasty as a third-class count. During a palace banquet, he accidentally drunkenly broke into a palace, coinciding with the recovery of his past life memories, so his memory was confused and drunkenly ruined the innocence of the mistress of the palace. In the end, the emperor was furious and sent Li Dao to the death camp in the border, wanting him to die outside the border. As a result, he accidentally awakened the 'Kill the Enemy and Explode Attributes' system. From then on, killing people can become infinitely stronger. Since then, Daqian has less of a playboy count, and more of a human hero who has slaughtered countless people. Dynasties fight for supremacy, rivers and lakes are in strife, foreign races invade, overseas rages, and immortal gates are opened. Step by step, Li Dao hacked out an invincible road that belonged to him alone. Years later, when Li Dao returned to the imperial capital with his great war achievements, he stepped into the imperial palace again and found that the woman whose innocence he had destroyed at the beginning was already sitting on the dragon chair. And next to the dragon chair, there was a young daughter whose eyebrows were similar to his. At this moment, there was only one question left in Li Dao's mind. Is this anti or not?

"I can't do that," he says softly, staring absentmindedly in the whiskey glass, "I'm the Alpha." "So?" "So, I'm not supposed to be this.... submissive," he spits, eyebrow creasing as if the whiskey glass is a rotten tomato. "Come here." Kamil instructs gently, watching the turmoil in the way he grinds his teeth, bites his lips but when he raised his head and their eyes meet, the hesitation fades. Dropping into his arms, Kamil strokes his hair slowly at first, curls as wispy as flowers. Suddenly, he grabs onto them roughly tilting his head towards him, trailing a finger down his throat to a nipple. And when a whimper falls from the Alpha's lips, Kamil growls and bites his ear, leaving a mark so red fire pales in comparison. "Out there, you're the Alpha. But in here with me, you're mine. You are my good boy." ********** Full description titled Making the Alpha Submit blurb ******** WARNING: mature scenes between two men involving light kink & submission . If a chapter labelled M isn't your kind of thing, do pass on to the next (or scroll rapidly to the end of the M chapter) ***************** Contact me: Instagram @ameliacovet Twitter: @ameliacovet