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Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/5Bp6Pb9UzN Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!

After an untimely death, an art student wakes up in the body of a privileged heir—only to learn that his new life comes with strings attached. Bound by a mysterious system and the lingering wish of the body’s original owner, he must rise to stardom as an idol to earn one thing: a single, life-altering wish. Thrust into a new world and its cutthroat entertainment industry, he faces trials that would break anyone else. But he won’t back down. Not when the stage is his only path to freedom. To regain what he lost, he must fight for the spotlight, rewrite his fate, and become an idol the world never saw coming. … As Damien prepared to leave the front door, he felt a tug on his arm. “Hyung, you won’t leave us, right?” asked the puppy-like man that latched onto his arm. “Damien… We’ll take good care of you,” his leader whispered softly, hand on his shoulder. “Even if you try to leave, we won’t let you,” declared the chaotic redhead who appeared, blocking the door. “Hyung…” whispered the quiet one, already wrapped around his waist like a living body pillow. “…” Damien stood frozen and dumbfounded. Why are all my teammates like this!? System: […]

Although born of parents of which both are demons,he was a half breed,his eerie existence cloaking a prophecy of doomsday for his kind but he was born with purity. His birth was prevented yet was he begotten,with a fate of which he fought to escape from. His name is Ramses He's the origin,the end an agent of both destruction and peace. ******************** ***************** Ariane turned abruptly to leave but Ramses blocked her way. Before she could utter another word she found herself in his arms,his hand tightly wrapped around her waist She was so close that she could hear his heartbeat And with those grey eyes peering deeply into hers he whispered, "Despite you being human,not even destiny nor Fate can take you away from me".... Note: This book is in three parts. Part one:In a Demon continent bathed in lies the events occurring when Ramses was a child,an unusual being who is neither demon or human,including the Demon emperor's investigations in the murder of his wife as he fights to protect his son at all cost. Part two:Something different...years had passed with changing times,read to discover... Part three: The present day (modern times).

Avery Carter tried her hardest to live the life of a perfect, submissive daughter. However, one day, someone appeared claiming to be her real daughter, declaring that Avery was fake. Without hesitation, Avery gave up her position as the "real" daughter and returned to her biological parents. Many expected her to fall from grace after leaving her wealthy adoptive family, but she surprised everyone by lifting her biological family out of poverty. She transformed her mother and father’s lives, making them billionaires overnight. With a hundred billion dollars to her name, she became a master of technology and a talented woman, soaring straight to the peak of her life. But everything changed when she met Alexander Moran, a wealthy and handsome man. He was an absolute bigwig—decisive, cold, and callous. Yet, for some reason, he couldn’t stop tangling with her, always eager to give her all his love. On their first encounter, he said, "I'll give myself up as collateral." The second time they met, she questioned, "Why should I trust you?" After multiple encounters, his tone shifted. "You shouldn't have crossed this line, Avery, if you didn't want it to be like this." a sturdy arm wrapped around her swaying body. Her head grew hazy, and an intentional, hot sigh escaped her lips. 'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?' Avery thought, her mind spinning.

At Houston University's elite campus in Mayfair City, two worlds collide through the lives of Gerald Martinez and Danny Blackwood. Gerald, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, navigates the marble halls in his thrift store clothes while his dark curls frame a face hardened by necessity. His worn sneakers echo differently against the polished floors than the Italian leather of his classmates. Danny Blackwood represents everything Gerald isn't—trust fund privilege wrapped in designer suits, a Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist as he slides into his Lamborghini. The heir to a financial empire, Danny moves through university life with the casual arrogance of someone who's never known want. The catalyst for their collision is Xavier Chen, Gerald's former girlfriend who traded love for luxury when she realized Gerald's potential couldn't match her appetite for Hermès bags and Christian Louboutin heels. Now draped on Danny's arm, she's everything Gerald lost and everything Danny effortlessly possesses. Caught between them stands Naomi Ashworth, the conglomerate heiress whose friendship with Gerald puzzles their social circle. While Alice Montgomery, the school's untouchable beauty goddess, watches from her pedestal alongside Danny's inner circle—Yuri and class president Blondie—Gerald finds support in his dormitory under Rick's guidance and his loyal friend Clinton. As tensions escalate between the dormitories—Rick's working-class fortress and Ivar's white-haired kingdom of privilege—the university becomes a battleground where relationships fracture along lines of wealth, loyalty, and ambition. In Mayfair City's first-class restaurants and boutiques, every interaction carries the weight of class warfare disguised as college drama.

“Spread your legs...” That haunting command was all she remembered from the grey-eyed stranger, the man she shared a night with. Now, Ariana is branded as cursed. The girl who killed her mother. A silent omen wrapped in whispers and fear. But the truth? It’s locked inside her, buried beneath silence… because Ariana is mute. And when fate cruelly reunites her with the very man who started it all, how can she defend herself when she cannot even speak? In a world where rumors are louder than truth, will anyone ever hear her side of the story?

Lucas Cain didn’t solve problems—he erased them. Quietly. Permanently. Then he vanished. Most people bury their past. Lucas Cain buried the ones who made his. Now he’s back—returning to a city wrapped in neon lies and concrete secrets. Behind mirrored towers and whispered deals, monsters roam in human skin. Something ancient has awakened—something that feeds on joy and leaves no fingerprints. A broken oath. A missing heir. And the one name the shadows still whisper. In a city where even shadows are bought and sold, he’s the one thing you can’t own. And the rules? Gods stay silent. Monsters obey. But the Night? The Night remembers. And it remembers him. [Updating every Mon, Wed, Fri] Recently recommended on Webnovel’s ‘Potential Starlet’ list! Dive in now before the next chapter drops.

“Every year, a girl is taken. This time, Elira volunteered—only she didn’t.” In a remote village where vampire lords demand a tithe of blood, sixteen-year-old Elira is sacrificed to protect her younger sister. But when she arrives at the ancient and cursed estate of Lord Calvorn, she discovers the blood tithe is not just a cruel tradition—it’s a trap wrapped in secrets, power, and prophecy. Haunted by forbidden dreams, stalked by a northern vampire who speaks in riddles, and marked by a power she doesn’t yet understand, Elira begins to unravel a legacy buried by centuries of silence. The estate pulses with ancient magic. The mirrors whisper her name. And the master of the house watches her too closely… as though he remembers something she has yet to recall. In a house of monsters, what if the real danger is the blood in her own veins? Fans of slow-burn romantic tension, gothic intrigue, and dark court politics will fall into the shadows with Elira—where nothing is as it seems, and every drop of blood tells a story.

Content Warning Recommended for mature audiences (18+) Beta Elias gave everything to his pack—his loyalty, his strength, and his heart. But when his fated mate, Alpha Kael, rejects him and falsely accuses him of murdering the former Alpha, Elias becomes an instant traitor. Hunted by the very pack he once protected, he flees into unclaimed lands, bleeding and betrayed. On the brink of death, a mysterious stranger appears and offers him a once-in-a-lifetime deal: protection in exchange for loyalty to the crippled prince Rowan of the Forgotten court. Elias agrees Stepping into a world he never imagined, a fragile alliance sealed through marriage. But on their wedding night, Elias is poisoned; death was inevitable. But then another chance he got. Reborn on the morning of his wedding, he knows not all can be saved. He would not become a dead consort on the night of his wedding, but never had he expected the prince to stand on two feet behind closed doors. “I… I thought you couldn’t walk.” He stammered. Rowan’s slender hand raised, meeting his face. His eyes devoured the little space between them, their bodies inches away. He leaned in, his breath wrapping around him like a warning echo. “Well… you thought wrong.”

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fi I am NOT the owner of the cover. If you are, and want it removed then let me know in chapter comments. A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn." *** 1 Magic Castle = 5 Chapter Mass Release 1 Spacecraft = 7 Chapter Mass Release 1 Golden Gachapon = 10 Chapter Mass Release

Minji has always been the unwanted daughter—the outsider in her own family. Ever since her mother was cast aside, her cold-hearted father, cruel stepmother, and jealous stepsister have made her life miserable. But when they force her into a marriage with Kim Joon-seo, the rumored disabled and emotionless CEO, they believe they’ve finally gotten rid of her. What they don’t know… is that they’ve just handed her over to a man far more powerful than they could ever imagine. Joon-seo isn’t the weak, helpless husband they expected. He’s dangerous, fiercely protective, and—above all—obsessed with Minji. Behind closed doors, he shatters every rumor, proving he’s anything but broken. "Who told you to sleep in my bed?" His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. "I... I—" Before she could answer, he climbed onto the bed, his hand wrapping around her wrist, his breath warm against her skin. "Afraid of your own husband?" His lips curled into a smirk. "But I don’t even know you." His grip tightened slightly, his gaze dark and unreadable. "But I do. And I like you… more than anything in this world." Before she could react, his lips crashed against hers, claiming her in a kiss that left her breathless. Minji thought she had escaped one nightmare, but now, trapped in his world, she couldn't tell if she had stepped into another. Because one thing was clear—Kim Joon-seo always gets what he wants. ~~~~~ The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life. Follow me on Instagram: soli_alex_09

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer, an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general whose face haunted her every nightmare, the man who tore her world apart. But just as the final strike neared… the world shattered. She woke in a savage, ancient realm where kings ruled with iron fists and war devoured the innocent. Her body? That of a thirteen-year-old. Her fate? Sold to traffickers, bound for hell by a family member's design. Big mistake. They expected a victim. She gave them hell. Every brutal lesson, every violent instinct...she unleashed them all and carved her way to freedom. In the depths of that strange, dangerous world, she met a reclusive martial arts master, one whose power defied reason, whose teachings broke her and rebuilt her again. But nothing could prepare her for the revelation that came next: The man she was born to kill... was here. In this world. And he was her father. By blood. By fate. The General! Then, deep in the wilds of Mount Ourea, she saved a dying soldier from the clutches of Hades. But he wasn’t just a soldier. He was a prince, the heir to a kingdom, but deprived of his birthright.  He was wounded on a secret mission to crush the rebels tearing his kingdom apart. To the prince, she was: A woman disguised as a man. A healer who knew the way of the sword. A mystery wrapped in secrets and shadows. The most intriguing enigma of his life. Will she be the weapon they made her—or the legend she was born to become?

“He was the chaos in the classroom. She was the calm between questions.” At a bustling high school tucked somewhere between dusty chalkboards and whispered ambitions, two toppers clash silently in every test, every rank, every glance. Izhaan — charming, brilliant, and a bit unruly — has always been the center of attention. Darakhsha — graceful, disciplined, and razor-sharp — arrives like a storm wrapped in silence. As they rise through the academic grind of class 9, an unspoken rivalry forms—fiery, tense, and laced with something neither of them is ready to admit. But behind every mark sheet and stolen glance lies a story far bigger than school competitions. A story of growth, trust, silent longing... and a journey where two hearts may just rewrite their destinies. Takraar Se Taqdeer Tak is a tender coming-of-age tale that captures the magic of school life, the quiet intensity of first emotions, and the strength it takes to choose your own path—even when the world draws lines in places it shouldn’t.

"Who are you?" "Does it matter, if even reality is just a veil?" Kael was raised by a nameless church in the shadow of forgotten ruins. Born without a past, and wrapped in silence, he seemed like nothing—until the world began to shift. In a realm where powers are marked by cryptic "Signs," where forgotten gods whisper through dreams, and where truth is always layered beneath lies... Kael walks with nothing but a broken name and a soul that should not exist. But behind his pain lies something far greater. Something that should never awaken. Something that never truly slept. This is not a tale of rising. This is the slow revelation of a plan beyond comprehension. And you, reader... You were always part of it.

I died as an Aedes mosquito. Transmigrated into a shot billionaire. Now I’ve got a system in my head, enemies at my throat, and no time to play nice. Thanks to a drunk little fairy named Pokolo. Her idea of revenge? “Bite your ex. She forgot to mention one tiny detail: If I got swatted before the 24-hour curse was up, I’d die. Not just as a mosquito. For real. Permanently. Guess how that went. I died. Out of guilt...or maybe because fairies fear karma, Pokolo pulled one last trick. She hurled my soul into another world into another body. I woke up gasping in a hospital bed, drenched in blood. A New face. New scars. Name: Lucien Malric Moreaux. Billionaire. Recluse. Shot and dead. Then the system booted up in my head. Cold text in my mind, offering upgrades, skills, even life-saving interventions. But every benefit came with a price: mission, deadlines, moral gray zones. Fail, and it’s game over. Now I’m trapped in a world that wants Lucien dead, where boardrooms are battlegrounds, smiles hide daggers, and every second breath might be my last. I have no idea who to trust. Everyone has an angle. Enemies in friendly mask. But one woman keeps piercing through the noise— Dr. Arno Theryn Solace. She stitched my broken body back together with those steady hands… and somehow started stitching my soul, too. She doesn’t know who I really am, and I have no business wanting her. But I do. This isn’t a simple transmigration. It’s a blood-soaked second chance wrapped in secrets and survival. And this time, I’m not the prey. Because, I'm the player.

This is a blend of **sci-fi and xianxia (cultivation fantasy)** with a strong emotional core: a dragon child raised by an AI, caught between technology and cultivation, demon and immortal, loneliness and love. Born during a thunderstorm, a dragon child awakens in darkness—cold, alone, and hungry. But he is not truly alone. A broken AI, known as *Space Explorer 137*—or *Talking Metal*—awakens alongside him. Damaged, with only fragments of its memory intact, the AI wraps him in warmth, feeds him crushed nuts and vegetables, sings lullabies, and teaches him to survive. When his appetite grows and food becomes scarce, the AI teaches him how to hunt. Even though rabbits tower over him, the dragon child devours them easily. As the boy grows stronger, his body shifts—he learns to take human form. Talking Metal teaches him language, hygiene, and combat. He learns to use firearms salvaged from fallen robots. But power comes at a cost: the AI is running low on energy, and two of the hunting robots are destroyed by wild beasts. Then, everything changes. One day, while scavenging under daylight, they discover an unconscious girl in the forest—bleeding, broken, and alone. The AI debates the risk, but the child insists. They carry her to their tree-home, clean her wounds, stitch her skin with metal needles, and give her saline. They don’t speak her language. She doesn’t understand their origin. She believes the boy is the noble survivor of a ruined house—a young master living alone in the woods with a mechanical puppet. They cannot correct her. And so, the girl joins their life. She follows the boy, calling him kind and strange. When night brings danger—a monstrous rat attack—they fight it off together. She sees it all: the boy’s quiet strength, the robot’s hidden wisdom, the surreal technology mixed with natural grace. The AI wants to stay hidden—but she refuses to leave. Eventually, she carries the damaged robot back to civilization. Thus begins the legend. The dragon boy, once hidden in metal and wild leaves, is drawn into the Immortal Sect. Reluctant at first, he tries to leave—but the girl keeps dragging him forward. He studies cultivation. He gathers elemental treasures to rebuild his AI. He fights with both spiritual swords and modern guns. He battles beasts, spirits, and ancient technologies. But deep within, something stirs. He realizes: he is no mere human. Not a true immortal.Not a true Robot. Not just a machine-raised orphan. He is **a sky-born dragon**, a mighty demon sealed in flesh and taught to love. When the time comes to choose—**immortal or demon**—either path will cost him something precious. If he chooses one, the other will call him **traitor**. ---

I swallowed down nothing. Nothing in the entire world would have been enough to prepare me for the next words that came out of his mouth. “Be my wife.” I coughed and pushed him away, standing up from the sofa immediately. The surprise in his eyes was evident despite the mask he had on. “Why? Am I not a good candidate for you?” He asked calmly. He stood up, and before I could register what he was about doing, his right hand wrapped around my waist, his left hand around my neck. “I'm neither asking nor requesting you to do it Serena, I'm ordering you to be my wife." ... Disowned and banished, Serena walks away from the one place she had come to cherish and love. Exposed to the outside world, she's faced with a demanding decision that would determine her life. What happens when she starts to unravel the dark secrets surrounding her birth. Would she still be the meek young hybrid or would she trample on her assailants?

Ms. Scott used to have a terrible reputation, and nobody wanted to marry her. She had no choice but to find herself a temporary husband. They agreed this was only an act, but why did this man follow her around all day long? "Honey, it's too cold tonight. I want to hold you while we sleep..." After getting married, Ms. Scott was no longer bullied. In fact, the tables had turned. Those who bullied her had no choice but to apologize to her for what they did in the past. Just as she sighed in relief and was prepared to get a divorce, he pulled her into his arms. "Honey, who else bullied you in the past? I'll deal with them. You can do whatever you want. I'll always support you. Don't worry. "Hmm. I guess the divorce isn't going to work out. There was also a child who wrapped his arms around her legs and called her Mommy. Could anybody tell her when she gave birth to a child?

Seventeen-year-old Grayson has endured a harrowing childhood, leaving him with a dark and twisted philosophy. Driven by this painful doctrine, he imposes his skewed beliefs on everyone and everything around him. His malevolent actions draw the attention of an ancient evil, an entity wrapped in darkness and legend. This being sees in Grayson the potential to carry on its legacy. As the ancient evil begins to mold Grayson for a future drenched in darkness, he finds himself drawn deeper into a web of manipulation and control. Questioning whether he has the strength to defy the fate that has been thrust upon him. Theós, an ancient deity whose origins are lost to time, rules with an iron grip, instilling fear and absolute control over those who dare challenge him. "If it is not within Theós' plan, it cannot be done!" Will Grayson succumb to the darkness consuming him, bow to the unyielding rule of Theós, or will he find the courage to carve out his own destiny? The battle for his soul has begun, and the outcome will not only determine his future, but the fate of all those around him. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

Vierva was in the slave trade market broken and battered until one day a rich man name Dante decided to buy her. Originally he had planned to use her for her pretty face but as time went on he found himself unable to refuse her anything and relying deeply on her. He needed her. She had him wrapped around her pretty little fingers and he knew, he would do anything for her. He knew she was using him, and that he probably deserved it, that slave girl he saved, he realized she wasn't the innocent person he thought he could use, she was strong, and powerful, and took what she want, and now she was going to use him.

But will he succeed… Can Vikram truly stop these twisted demons—creatures who slaughter humans by making their intestines explode from within, all by simply shoving cursed feathers into their ass ? From the divine mind of Brahma, the god of creation, came not only beauty and order—but also the flaws of existence. One such flaw was born from his back, not his heart or mind—a symbol of neglect. That flaw took form as Adharma, the embodiment of impropriety. Adharma married Mithya, the goddess of falsehood, who twists truth and clouds clarity. From their union came Dambha (Vanity), representing arrogance born from lies, and Maya (Illusion), his sister and future wife, who wraps the world in deception. Dambha and Maya gave birth to Krodha (Anger)—the violent force of pride and frustration. He, too, married his sister, Himsa (Violence)—a being that thrives on pain and destruction. From them was born Kali—not a god, but a force destined to rule the final age due to his bloodline connection to Brahma. Thus began Kali Yuga, an era fated to last 432,000 years—a time where neither gods nor demons are allowed to intervene in the human realm. But one demon rebelled—Rudra. Seeking to overthrow Kali, he unleashed chaos on the human world, shattering the divine balance and leaking celestial power into the mortal realm. As humans unknowingly begin to awaken to these powers, the order of the universe teeters on collapse. To stop this spiral, the gods choose a protector for Earth: Vikram. His destiny is not to conquer, but to restore balance—to walk the line between gods, demons, and mankind… and maintain cosmic order.

Hazel Rogers never imagined her mother’s failing heart would force her into the arms of a stranger. With hospital bills piling up and no time left, she signs a desperate contract— as a surrogate for a billionaire who she doesn’t know. Ace Milan is cold, calculated, and devastatingly powerful, a man who built his empire on control and keeps his heart locked behind a fortress. Hazel is just a transaction to him. But when a scary accident forces her to move into his home, the lines blur. He becomes cruel, unpredictable—testing her limits with sharp words and colder actions. Yet beneath his ice is something else, something broken, watching her with eyes that never quite soften. As her pregnancy progresses, Hazel stumbles upon whispers of the woman who came before her—the first surrogate. The one who vanished. No one speaks of her, and Ace refuses to explain. But the house holds secrets. Locked rooms. Late-night phone calls. Half-truths wrapped in charm. And suddenly, the child inside Hazel becomes more than a contract—it becomes a target. Torn between protecting the life growing inside her and uncovering the truth about the man she’s starting to feel dangerously drawn to, Hazel is forced to make a choice. Walk away before she ends up like the last surrogate… or risk everything to unravel the darkness Ace has spent his life hiding. One thing is clear—nothing in this arrangement is what it seems. And some secrets are buried deep for a reason.

A mysterious girl. A kingdom that whispers. And six crown princes who never saw her coming. In a world where names echo and silence is often overlooked, she arrives—unexplained, unshaken, and unforgettable. Kourtney Bethaway appeared in Hillgovia six months ago—out of nowhere. With eyes that saw more than they ever revealed, and an elegance that didn’t try to impress, she carried an air that drew attention without asking for it. Working under the famed designer Jean Perrie, she lived like a shadow stitched into silk—quiet, composed, impossible to place. Everything begins to shift the night she crosses paths with six crown princes from the allied kingdoms. Tension hums. Glances sharpen. Something about her draws attention—quietly, stubbornly. Not loud, not deliberate, but there. Present in every pause, in every breath held just a little too long. They don’t know who she is. She doesn’t explain. She doesn’t ask for their attention. But something about her demands it all the same. Because sometimes, the most unforgettable storms don’t arrive loudly. They enter the room and say nothing—wrapped in silence, cloaked in grace. And just as the world begins to notice her— She disappears. No trace. No warning. No answers. Only the memory of a girl who felt like a question no one knew how to ask… And the unsettling sense that her story isn’t done. Not yet.

> "If your profession causes even a single scratch on my daughter… that’ll be the last time you ever see her." And that’s exactly what happened. One day. One accident. And Seojun’s entire world was ripped away from him. He nearly gave up on life—until a tiny hand wrapped around his finger. The son she left behind… became the only reason he chose to live. Jiwoo, a sweet and passionate artist living in Paris, is chasing her dream—unaware of the beautiful past she abandoned… and the family waiting for her. After four long years of searching, Seojun finally finds her. But when she turns around, her words shatter him. > "Who are you?" Even worse, another man walks up to her with eyes filled with care—enough to make Seojun’s heart stop. Will fate bring them back together? Or will forgotten memories become the very walls keeping them apart forever? ----- hey, support me! read my other story as well and give me a lot of love, I really need it . thank you guys .

Ruin Me Slowly He taught her how to surrender. Now he’s here to destroy her. Rhea Voss thought she’d buried her past when she returned to her family’s crumbling estate after her mother’s funeral. But the man who broke her, Lucien Vale, is back—living under her roof. He’s not just a shadow from her past. He’s a threat wrapped in tailored suits and low-voiced warnings. And he’s watching her. Tall. Dangerous. Untouchable. Rhea swore she’d never fall again. But every stare undresses her. Every word leaves a mark. And this time, he’s not just going to touch her. He’s going to ruin her—slowly, completely, mercilessly. "This isn’t your typical love story—it's darker, more twisted, and drenched in lust. Read only if you're ready to crave what you shouldn't."

Hariel Achilla, the fireborn boy from the whimsical village of Inspiriaville, is a walking chaos wrapped in dreams far too big for his own good: to conquer the sky and uncover ZERO ONE—a legendary treasure said to grant the deepest desire of anyone who finds it. But the path to the sky isn't paved with clouds alone. Trials await at every turn, starting with the mysterious Onivira Forest, where myths breathe and danger prowls. There, Hariel must face monstrous foes, unravel secrets of the past, and confront the burning question: What does true strength really mean? Armed with a mysterious power called ZEVA, an unbreakable laugh, and the unwavering support of a village bursting with magic, Hariel embarks on a journey that may not only reshape his destiny—but shake the world itself. ZERO ONE: ONE HOPE is a tale of undying flame, wild dreams too bold to mock, and one boy’s reckless determination to turn a legend... into fate.

He didn’t open the book. The book opened him." Seventeen-year-old Jude Mercer thought his life was already a cosmic joke— homeless, broke, and haunted by trauma he never asked for. But everything changes the night he finds a strange, leather-bound book behind a dumpster. A book that… breathes. What he unleashes isn't a spell. It's Ereth-Kaal—an eldritch, sadistic curse older than time. Now bound to Jude’s body, Ereth-Kaal can only feed through him. And feed he will. Jude sets one rule: No women. No kids. No innocents. Ereth-Kaal agrees… mostly. But as bodies pile up, and Jude’s morality erodes under the weight of blood and guilt, one question claws at his soul: Is he still the host... or becoming the monster? Violent. Heartbreaking. Darkly hilarious. UNDER MY SKIN is a descent into madness wrapped in teeth, tentacles, and trauma.

After death, Fang Zhen—the great conqueror—is reborn into another world as the young son of a weak noble family. Unlike his previous life, this world thrives on a system where strength is earned by traversing through realms. Blessed with a rare ability known as Arcana, Fang Zhen can perceive what others cannot. Paired with a system that grants him unimaginable power, his path to dominance seems inevitable. But not all is as it seems. His Arcana harbors a hidden flaw—one that could ruin his climb to the top. And being the son of a noble? That paints a target on his back larger than he expected. In a world where power rules and secrets fester beneath the surface, Fang Zhen begins to wonder: Is this second chance a true rebirth… or a curse wrapped in opportunity?

Skylar James is no stranger to struggle. A 20-year-old underdog surviving on scholarship, late-night shifts, and self-made grit, she moves through life with her guard high and her heart locked. Masculine-presenting, proud, and emotionally guarded, Skylar has one rule never need anyone. Avery Sinclair has everything money can buy status, luxury, a last name that opens doors before she knocks. But privilege doesn’t protect her from silence. Cold family expectations, a curated image, and an identity wrapped in gold chains keep her from asking the question she fears most: Who am I without all this armor? They are both studs. Both dominant. Both used to leading, never chasing. And neither of them has ever looked twice at someone who looked like the mirror. Until now. When a random locker assignment turns into tension that simmers in silence, Skylar and Avery find themselves circling a connection they both deny. It’s not attraction. It can’t be. They don’t fit. They’re not supposed to. But glances linger too long. Words cut too deep. And slowly, their carefully built personas begin to crack. As lines blur and walls close in, the question isn’t whether they’re falling it’s whether they’ll let themselves. Because love between two studs? That’s uncharted. Forbidden. Beautiful. And if they let it… it might just ruin them or set them free.

Alina Darrow has lived her life wrapped in luxury, privilege, and lies. The daughter of a powerful senator, she’s been protected from the world’s darkest corners—until she uncovers a secret her father would kill to keep buried. Cassian Vale was sent to silence her. The underboss of a feared crime syndicate, he’s known for turning disobedience into dust. But something about Alina—her fire, her fearlessness—makes him do the one thing he’s never done: disobey. He locks her away, not to kill her—but to keep her. As her world narrows to the walls of his hidden estate, hatred turns to obsession, and fear bleeds into desire. But in this game of secrets and power, love is the most dangerous weapon of all—and the most binding. Because silk may feel soft on the skin, but it hides blood just the same.