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Sweeping Him Off His Feet

"You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze, his words a blunt instrument wielded with precision. Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. *** Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted. "What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?" "When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"
Lili_drea_ · 21.8K Views

The Huntsman Of Death:A Gamer's POV As Side Character

[You have inherited The Class Huntsman Of Death.] Deathborne. An RPG that I couldn’t stop playing in my free time.  A game that hooked me to the core. A game that I was determined to finish and achieve the true happy ending by hook or crook. Why? Because no matter what choices I made, no matter how much I tried, it always ended with a bad ending. Not the bad ending in the traditional sense where the world comes to an end, but something worse. The protagonist would win, yes, but only at the unacceptable cost—sacrifices so immense that they left humanity and the world broken. And honestly? I didn't like it. Would you enjoy a movie, novel, or game that ends with only the protagonist surviving? Neither could I. That's why I tried my hardest and kept trying. Alas, despite all my efforts, I have yet to reach the true end but… Until today… It started just like any normal day for me. I returned home, greeted my mother, had my lunch, and was about to start yet another grind. Just as I was about to start, my screen flashed with a blood-red message: [Congratulations, player Mr. Per781, for clearing all hidden conditions. You are now eligible to access the hidden route, as deemed by the game developer.]  [Do you want to proceed?]  [Yes] [No]  Before I could even think about my answer, a hand emerged from the screen and pulled me into the game. And when I regained consciousness, I wasn't myself anymore.  I was in the body of a side character as Lukas Star, one of the weakest and nearly forgotten Hunter of the Archeon Academy.
Lonelythree · 12.9K Views

The Hunter Eye's

Humanity lived peacefully and quietly, or at least that was the case before thirty thousand years ago. Thirty thousand years ago the planet Czaud (yes I know it sucks as a name) suffered seven apocalypses. From these seven apocalypses, in addition to the appearance of demons, races seen only in fantasy books also appeared. Portals also appeared that led to places, even in different space-times, the so-called dungeons. During the invasion of demons, a human exterminated them, he called himself the hunter. After exterminating 75% of the demons, he disappeared. But before disappearing, he tore out his eyes. From these eyes were born the eye of the hunter and the eye of the magician. Thirty thousand years later, humanity and the other races have made peace and have allied themselves to form a common front against the demons. People can decide whether to receive the eye of the hunter or the eye of the magician only one. However, in certain cases special cases arise. The hybrids, one of these hybrids is the protagonist of this story Fia Redwood, a hybrid girl who became a hunter, ready to become stronger and stronger. Ps: there will be no romantic story(in reality only the mc there is not going any romance for some character there is going to the romance). Author's note: this book will have sensitive content from pretty much the beginning (no not s*x) i will try to lighten those parts but i make no promises. Post schedule:Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 4 pm (Italian time), Saturday and Sunday 1 pm (always Italian time, in some cases on Sunday there will be an extra chapter)
Jalter_astaroth · 18.4K Views

Creator's POV

Everything was going according to plan—until my life was turned upside down. I had just graduated from university and was ready to start my career, fulfilling both my goals and those of my parents. But then, disaster struck. —— Creation of the World—a game that grants its user the ability to control a limitless world, with the power to create and destroy anything without restriction. Cassian watched helplessly as Earth was consumed by the world he had built. Unable to intervene, he suddenly found himself in a body that wasn’t his own. Cassian Starhold—the older brother of the world’s greatest hero. —— I was content with my life as a puppet, a slave whose only purpose was to toil away, sacrificing everything for a few worthless scraps of metal. But my enemies couldn’t leave me in peace. They brought war to my doorstep and destroyed everything I had spent my life building. I stood among thousands of their strongest sons, as they listened to the man who had ignited the fire in my life. Towering and imposing, he spoke from atop majestic marble columns, his gray hair blending with the crowd. Thousands of people, all sharing his features, gazed up at him with eyes filled with admiration and ambition. “People are not equal!” he declared, his voice dripping with arrogance. “We are the pinnacle of evolution! There is nothing beyond us! We have risen above piles of inferior blood, leaving massacres in our wake. And now, you are about to inherit this legacy.” He paused, surveying the crowd below with cold pride. “But this power must be earned. It is not granted by birth. Wealth, power, status… these things demand mountains of victims just to catch a glimpse of them.” His arms stretched wide, madness and pride gleaming in his eyes, and the crowd mirrored him, thousands roaring with fervent pride. The sight was terrifying. “You have no idea what your ancestors sacrificed to put you here. But you will learn. And I swear to you, with my pride on the line…” “Only those worthy of us will survive!” "Soon, I will show you why we are called dragons!" What these so-called dragons don’t know… is that a puppet will rise to shatter their illusions. He’s wrong. None of them will survive. ====== Author's Note: As you can see from the tags, the MC will eventually become a villain, but not at the beginning—and not even within the first three arcs. I'll take the time to carefully build his character and develop his transformation in a way that feels natural and logical. His ultimate goal is to return to his original family, so he harbors a deep hatred for the world he’s been pulled into. This novel will explore darker themes like slavery, murder, mind control, and betrayal. However, it will not contain R-18 content, so if that’s what you’re looking for, you might want to reconsider. The MC won’t be OP from the start, nor the smartest, but he will quickly gain experience and grow.
Yoseman · 357.2K Views

Bound till eternity

Third person POV Chapter 1: Moonlight and Shadows Diana Black's eyes fluttered open, her heart racing as she gasped for air. She was drenched in sweat, her sheets tangled around her legs. It was just a dream, she told herself, trying to calm her racing thoughts. But the memory of the dream lingered, refusing to be shaken. In the dream, she was running, her feet pounding the earth as she desperately tried to escape. A figure loomed behind her, its presence dark and menacing. Diana's mind replayed the images, her senses still reeling from the fear that had gripped her. Who was the person chasing her? And why did she feel like she was being pulled toward them, despite the terror that filled her heart? As she sat up in bed, her eyes scanning the darkened room, Diana couldn't shake the feeling that the dream was more than just a product of her imagination. It felt like a warning, a message from her subconscious that something was coming, something that would change her life forever. She threw off the covers and got out of bed, padding over to the window to gaze out at the night. The moon cast its silvery glow over the city, illuminating the towering skyscrapers and casting long shadows across the streets. Diana felt a shiver run down her spine as she gazed out at the moonlit landscape. She loved the night, loved the way the shadows seemed to come alive in the darkness. But tonight, the shadows seemed to hold a sinister presence, as if they were watching her, waiting for her to make a move. With a sense of unease, Diana turned away from the window and began to get ready for her shift at the café. She tried to push the dream and its lingering fear to the back of her mind, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, that the night held secrets and dangers that she couldn't even begin to imagine. With a sense of unease, Diana turned away from the window and began to get ready for her shift at the café. She tried to push the dream and its lingering fear to the back of her mind, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, that the night held secrets and dangers that she couldn't even begin to imagine. As she grabbed her bag and headed out the door, Diana felt a sudden chill run down her spine. She spun around, but there was no one there. The hallway was empty, the only sound the creaking of the old building. Diana's heart was racing as she turned to leave, but her feet felt rooted to the spot. And then, she saw it. A piece of paper on the floor, with a message scrawled in red ink: "They're coming for you." Diana's blood ran cold as she stared at the message, her mind reeling with questions. Who was coming for her? And why?
Anonymous_anony · 195 Views
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