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“I, Edwina Streak-Ridge of formerly of Silverstreak Pack…” spoke Edwina. Aaron knew what was coming. “No, no, stop! You cannot.” But Edwina ignored him. “…adopted daughter of Everridge Hounds, reject you, Aaron Silvermaw, the Lycan Prince as my mate,” shouted Edwina, tears streaming down her face. A bright light escaped Edwina’s chest and she fell to her knees clenching her chest to ease the pain. Aaron stood before her completely frozen, perplexed. He couldn’t believe what Edwina just said. She was his true love. How could she reject him and why? “Why? Why? Tell me what my fault is?” begged Aaron. Edwina wiped her tears, stood up and simply walked away from him. ***** Edwina was adopted by Alpha and Luna of Everridge Hounds after her parent were killed in a rogue attack. She is not an ordinary wolf, she is the wolf blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. She gave her ‘glow’ to Edwina. Everything was fine in her life, she was the most loved, and everyone thought she would be the best Luna but she rejected Aaron and went away from her wolf life. She returned the day her Aaron was about to be engaged to another she-wolf. It broke her heart. But why did she feel bad? She already rejected Aaron. He was free to choose a chosen mate. He was free to live his life his own way.

「▪︎ Taming Ability Activated ▪︎」 「First Taming Completed!」 「Congratulations! You have successfully tamed your first beast!」 ─────────────────── "What the hell is this? What's goin' on? What in the bloody blazes is this crap? "A screen?" "Wait, hold up... a screen? What the fuck's a screen?" "This some kind of joke? Taming? Beast? Nah, no way... I tamed this thing? You kiddin' me? What’s goin’ on here?" "Oi, if this is some kinda trick, someone’s playing with me, there is something wrong here?" Taren was 13 years old, a slave. He had never known anything but the harshness of servitude in the Aurelia Kingdom. His whole childhood had been spent in chains, under the whip of cruelty. But everything changed the moment he stepped into the Hazan Nation. There, something strange happened. Something unexplainable. A system—this otherworldly, almost mystical phenomenon—appeared before him. It spoke of an ability: Taming. Taren was befuddled. What was this system? How did it work? Why had it chosen him? With no one to guide him about system as only he can see it, Taren's journey started. From confusion to understanding, from slavery to self-discovery, he would unravel the secrets of the system, master the mysterious ability of Taming, and uncover the vast truths of the world. Join Taren as he sets out on the adventure of a lifetime: learning, growing, and fighting to reach his ultimate goals. What does he really want? Freedom? Power? Revenge? Or something more? The journey is just starting. _______ Hoping for you to support my first novel. Join my Discord server for illustrations and more.. https://discord.gg/TXBKegztK2

'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' -- Williams Shakespeare --- "Should I dip my hands in holy water so I can touch you?" His breath fanned her neck as he spoke close to her ear, causing an anxious shiver to run down her spine. Her eyes widened before narrowing slightly. "You are crazy." She whispered back with a shaking voice. "Why?" He asked, awed. His eyes now staring at her. "Because you would get burned." --- Opposites attract. That’s what everyone says, but light and darkness are two very contrasting entities. Annabelle is the perfect definition of pure and innocent, while on the other hand, Kione is the opposite of that—dark and a devil with an angelic appearance. Too forbidden to be a perfect match.

"-A thousand years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. A thousand years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. A thousand years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life. A thousand years, of 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 "A thousand years...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 and 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?"

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

When he was young, his wife left without a word. From that moment, he spiraled into despair, abandoning his two-year-old daughter to his mother’s care. He lived alone, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, leading a wasted life. Until his daughter turned sixteen. That day, she wore the same white dress her mother had worn before leaving, standing on the rooftop, smiling through tears as she looked at him. “Dad, I miss Mom so much. But depression… it’s unbearable. I’ve been trying so hard, but…” “It won.” As she spoke, her small body climbed over the railing. She turned back to Li Xiu, giving him a bright, heartfelt smile. “Dad, I love you.” The next second, like a fragile butterfly, she fell, crashing heavily to the ground right in front of him. “No!!!!” At that moment, Li Xiu’s eyes widened in agony, his heart tearing apart, the pain so intense that he lost consciousness. When he woke up again, he had returned to the time when his daughter was only two years old. Her big, sparkling eyes stared at him, and she smiled warmly and sweetly. “Daddy, hug me!” Shen Fei, a highly successful man worth trillions, woke up at the peak of his life only to find himself transported back 20 years in time. At 28 years old, Shen Fei devoted himself to two goals: first, to win back his wife’s heart and take good care of his daughter, making up for the regrets of his previous life; second, to use his foresight of the next 20 years to build a business empire and reclaim his former glory. Given a second chance at life, Shen Fei wanted nothing more than a warm and happy home with his wife and child! update schedule 2ch/day

“I'd give you my soul, if that's what you want.” Eleven. Silver locks. Amethyst eyes. Shiny skin. Blood sweeter than wine. Most sought after 'good' in the Kingdom. She was everything a man would need, and also everything a man would kill to have. Whoever touched Eleven's hair would be granted good things. Whoever plucked her eyes out would get gems richer than the kingdom's currency. Whoever scrapped her skin would be getting a warm coat. Whoever tasted her blood would be granted immortality. She was a Goddess. Goddess of Life. * “I'd burn the fucking world for you, if that's what you want.” Zeiss. A rare man. Has the power of invisibility. The power to turn anything into flames. The power to end a person's life with just thoughts. The power of all wicked things a person wouldn't wish to have. The same world he promised to give her, the same world he would burn to the ground, if she wished for it. He was a God. The God of Death. When Zeiss meets the sought after Goddess of Life. He is reminded everything about his mother. Her silver locks and her eyes that shone brighter than gems and diamonds. Eleven, a woman who spoke to him like no other. A woman who made him believe he had a soul in him after he had thought he had none left. A woman who could bring him life and also be his damnation. The first and only woman he was loved by and ever loved.

Some guy called the Arstelar,the alleged God of war of this world was lying on the ground,his body covered in blood of his allies and his own. The cause was standing right in front of him with a small smile on his face. "What did we do to upset you? We have done nothing wrong!" The man looked down on him, stepped on his face and spoke ever so playful,"It's just a little bit of casual trolling and tomfoolery. Nothing much hehehehehe." "But it doesn't matter anyway, should you reincarnate, don't bother exacting revenge." He finished off. "No! You're an evil that needs to..." Before Arstelar could finish,his vision seemed to spin around unbeknownst to him,he was decapitated. The man looked vacantly at the pile of corpses littered all over,they had no chance of survival let alone fighting back. To him, regardless of what you did would amount to nothing, fighting him was fighting your own motives for fighting him. The outcome was defined with him winning. A mildly charming devil called Andrew. Also if you aren't a fan of op mc. Do not touch thank you!!!

Xi Corporations. "Hey, isn’t that Ms. Su Mei?" one of the women whispered. "Su Mei? That dumb heiress? I heard she embarrassed herself in front of everyone," another employee added. "It gets worse… she usually doesn’t even speak or respond to people. After that accident on her 19th birthday, her parents ended up in a coma, and her brother was jailed for being drunk when he drove that evening," another person commented. "People say she’s possessed, and thanks to her uncle, Xi Corporation still survives," someone else said. "I hope the company’s next heir can be Xi Yuan. She’s from the prestigious Premier League," a man chimed in. "Premier League? The one that only a handful of people from our country attended?" a woman asked. "Yes… her English name is… ah… Sera." Su Mei, who had just come to deliver the document her uncle needed, sat motionless, her heart numb to the cruel words being spoken around her. But one word caught her attention—Sera. Lifeless and distracted, she walked onto the road, only to be almost hit by a car. Hospital. ‘Su Mei...wake up…’ Su Mei heard a voice as she endlessly ran down a road with no end in sight. ‘Su Mei...enough...stop running away…,’ the voice spoke again, but Su Mei seemed confused and resistant. ‘Su Mei… wake up… you have a lot to do. The past seven years of torture are enough. You’ve lived long enough like a lifeless doll… please wake up. Please…,’ Su Mei’s eyes widened in shock. ............ A blurred man’s image appeared in front of her. She frowned as it seemed like a known face. “Se… Senior?” Her husky voice blurted out before thinking. ............ After an hour. Su Mei woke up again, this time looking calm and composed— She raised her head, sensing an undeniable presence in the room. The nation’s hero, Mo Hui. Su Mei gulped as she stared at him. “My car hit you. I’ll make the compensation accordingly,” Mo Hui spoke, making her turn back to look at him. “No, no… Mr. Mo, I wasn’t in my right mind while crossing the road,” she immediately replied with a smile on her face. Seeing her vibrant self, Fu Lei almost dropped the fruit bowl he was holding. 'What in the world? Is she really the lifeless doll people spoke about? No way. ..................... “I thought you called me Senior,” his voice broke through, shattering her morale. She felt like cursing her impatient mouth. No, she couldn’t afford to get exposed. She couldn’t dare to... her life, her parents' lives, and her brother's... sigh... she couldn’t. So... “I’m not sure what Mr. Mo is talking about,” she shamelessly lied. ......................... “I said I’m not sure what Mr. Mo is saying…!” She walked back as she saw the distance between her and the wall decreasing. The man in front of her didn’t have a single intention to stop this from happening but rather was pushing her to the wall. “He touched you…” Mo Hui spoke as his voice sounded like a demon god at the moment. Su Mei reached her limits. “Senior… you promised to help me in the act… also, he was yet to touch my hand before I quickly avoided him,” Su Mei wanted to cry. “Doesn’t matter… his hand touched your wrist,” his dangerous voice came through. “Okay, okay… how about you sanitize with your kiss?” Su Mei helplessly spoke. Mo Hui walked towards her, holding her hand, slightly rolling her sleeve as his lips touched her hand. “Argh… Ah Hui w… we a… are in pu…blic…” She barely spoke as she tried to control her moans. Join me to witness… the savage and demonic heroine and her little love with her senior. P.S: Cover is not mine.

Castle - 20 Bonus Chapters!!! [Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ***** Hugo Fernandez, a short, skinny virgin with zero charm, was a young man with grand dreams. He had just started college and was brimming with hope for a bright future, but a rather unfortunate food poisoning 'incident' soon turned his life from bad to worse. He experienced a social death! Out of the blue, a mysterious girl’s voice echoed in his head: [Ding! Fate has aligned, and your woeful destiny with women has reached the heavens! You have been granted the Ultimate Harem System!!!] Hugo’s listless eyes widened. Had he finally received his own cheat code? Was it time for him to ascend to the heavens in a single leap and start attracting women left and right? The mysterious voice spoke again: [Ding! Initialising Death mission... Seduce a 7+ woman within one month or die!] Hugo blinked, his jaw dropping. "Wait, what? Seduce a 7+ woman or die? What kind of medieval torture is this? I can’t even seduce my reflection!" After taking a minute to calm down, he realised it wasn't as bad as he thought. "In the worst case, I can burrow some money and get a pro-" [No pay pigging] Hugo realised he was soon going to experience a real death! This system was out for his blood! [Tick tock, Romeo. Time’s wasting…] "I'm gonna die!" Join Hugo on a captivating, deadly journey filled with debauchery, womanising, and thrilling level-ups as he rises above all and becomes a Supreme Casanova! If he doesn’t die first, that is… [A/N: Inspired by MPUAS.] [Warning: R18 content doesn't immediately begin. MC takes time to develop himself to a stage where he can get the beauties. But expect a good dose of comedy.]

Humanity has endured a 300-year nightmare, crushed beneath the relentless assault of monstrous invaders. Civilization teetered on the brink of extinction, with hope all but extinguished. In this apocalyptic world with its doomsday approaching, a Prophecy that spoke of the Chosen One emerged. Chosen One, who received system-like power from the Prophecy itself. Yet throughout his childhood, this extraordinary power remained passive. The prophecy said that he would restore his lost power and save humanity. He will bring peace, lead people, harness the ultimate power greater than the gods, and crush all threats. People named him Hope. And Hope had to kill his instructor. It was his first murder, but far from the last. He was only 11 years old at that time. In a world where survival urges unfeasible choices, Hope was already becoming a legend. But first, he had to revive the system that slumbered in his own being. — Daily uploads. 50 Power Stones - 1 Bonus Chapter 150 Power Stones - 2 Bonus Chapter 300 Power Stones - Mass Release 5 Golden Tickets - 1 Bonus Chapter [WPC Dec 2024 entry}

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

Marriage is nothing but hell to Ashley Scott. From her husband's unbearable indifference to his open affair, she just wants nothing to do with this miserable union. After almost five years with her husband, Nathan Li, Ashley was tired. She wanted to be free and that would only happen if they got divorced. And Ashley was determined to get a divorce, even if it meant getting on her mother's bad side. Nathan, on the other hand, did not want that. Ashley was his other half, his person and separating from her was something he could not stand. Ashley didn't want Nathan, but Nathan wanted her, and he would do anything to keep her. With the revelation of secrets, would the couple be able to get past their trials and sustain their marriage, or would they forever be apart? *Excerpt: He held her shoulders, his dark blue eyes glowing in the dark. "No one else can have you, Ashley. You're only mine." The scene then changed. This time, the blue-eyed man in her memories was kissing her. After, he spoke in an awfully dangerous tone. "You know what I'm capable of, Ashley. You're only mine."

[From the Author of UNLIMITED SPEED] CREATION… There are three realms of might known to it—the Earth-Realm, Sky-Realm, and Heavenly-Realm. Four stages exist within each realm, and every created being must advance through each one with equal fairness to reach the highest attainable level… The Heavenly Realm! Or so it was believed… Privy to only the most privileged, was the knowledge of an ancient—unproven rumor. One that ran amok within the gatherings of the higher entities of the universe; the searing Seraphs, the arrogant Empyreans, and the lofty Celestials. A rumor that spoke of a fourth and final realm! Inconceivable! Or so they thought… A deviant emerged. One backed up by Heaven's radiance. And whether coincidentally or not, his very name echoed this truth. This is the tale of how the history of the universe was rewritten.

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

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

Life is given for free but happiness comes with a cost that many can't afford to pay. *********** Even with the dark grey clouds that hovered over the vast sky and the dim light provided by the fire torch that was on the verge of being blown off by the wind, he could still see the glimmer in her eyes. The very same glimmer that appeared in those brown eyes everytime she was happy and for some reason, tonight he was unable to resist hir urges to steal a part of her. She was still standing by the door waiting for him to leave but he had not taken more than three steps before he halted and turned. His features were darker in contrast to the white shirt that he wore and the look on his face was a predatory one. Instead of getting scared, she watched him take the three stairs that led to her room's door and he was a few inches away from her, he finally spoke up. "If there is one thing that I hate, it's having regrets and I know that I will regret if I do not do this." A part of her was confused by his words and another part felt like she knew what he meant by those words. Before she even had a chance to contemplate on what he had just said, he leaned closer, curled his index finger on her pointed chin and tilted her in an angle such that she could feel his cold breath on her face that caused a shiver to run down her spine. Like she had been hypnotized, all she could do was to stare in those obsidian eyes that had held her captive. "This is a mistake that I want to commit again and again." His breath fanned on her face and goosebumps formed on her skin. Not because of the wind, but because of the effect he had on her. If it was some time before, she would have probably pushed him away or maybe escaped but as time had passed by, her feelings towards him had changed...

When the gods left the earth, they ascended to heaven. However, there were those who stayed behind, and they came to be called dragons. In time, the souls of the humans began to desire the unlimited power that would have kept them at the top of the tower of power. So the dragons disappeared from the earth's vastness. The humans' short leash on each other destroyed the era of harmony and began a period of wars and losses. The years would pass, and it would all come to nothing. But the wave which rose in the past will some day reach the coast with the tempest. One day, while collecting herbs, the adepts found a block of ice in a cave with an unknown man chained to it. When he came to, he realised that it had been more than a year since the last time he had remembered anything. Long forgotten by everyone, he begins to search for the memories lost to time. Little by little, he became the man of whom the prophets spoke — the man who would lower the rope of the guillotine over the heads of the sinners who thought they were Gods.

Papyri of Thebes: A Journey Beyond Fate Ammon was an ordinary young man, struggling with debts and the harsh realities of life in Cairo. But everything changed one fateful night when a mysterious power awakened within him. A voice, claiming to be a version of him from the future, spoke of an inevitable journey—one that would lead him to unimaginable power and unimaginable betrayal. As Ammon grapples with the cryptic message, he finds himself caught between the shadowy whispers of fate and the harsh realities of his life. With each passing day, the future he saw in the prophecy becomes more real, and he faces the realization that those closest to him may betray him, and that his true enemy may not be who he thinks. Now, as a force he cannot yet control courses through his veins, Ammon must make impossible choices. Will he choose to embrace the power that comes with it, or will he try to change his destiny? Each step he takes toward fulfilling the prophecy brings him closer to the abyss, but can he really escape it? The boundaries between ally and enemy blur, and the world around him begins to fall apart. The Papyri of Thebes, the mysterious relic linked to his fate, may hold the key to his future—but it could also be the instrument of his destruction. In the end, Ammon stands on the precipice of an uncertain future, torn between the power he craves and the love he cannot let go of. Will he rise as the man the prophecy speaks of, or will he fall victim to the fate awaiting him? Only time will tell, and with every decision, the weight of the world shifts. The story is far from over.

Emma's life had always been predictable—a mix of quiet luxury she didn't choose and routines she couldn't break. She was used to keeping a low profile, tucked away from the world’s scrutiny and the constant rumors about her mysterious "sugar daddy." But during what should have been an ordinary work trip, something extraordinary happened. At the airport, she crossed paths with Leon Gray, a man who felt like he’d stepped right out of the pages of her favorite romance novels—too perfect, too enigmatic, and far too captivating to be real. From the moment he spoke, Leon felt like he knew her, offering to turn her into the heroine she’d always dreamed of being. Of course, it sounded crazy, but there was something in his words, a pull she couldn’t ignore. Before she could even process what was happening, Emma was thrown into a whirlwind where nothing made sense, and Leon’s presence seemed to drag her deeper into a reality she didn’t even know existed. What was supposed to be a simple trip ended up changing everything she thought she knew about herself—and her past.

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

Elise Guttierez is a miserable woman in her 30s, who bore a son from a man who didn't even love her so she and her child are often the victims of abuse from her husband. When her husband died and her son began to suffer leukemia, she suffered depression and chose to end her own life by falling off the building. But she was stopped by a strange child who took the form of her dead husband's childhood and offered her a chance... "Poor girl, the sins you committed in your past hindered you from living a happy and successful life. Do you wish to be given a second chance and correct your mistakes?" the boy asked. Elise only nodded at his question. An evil grin began to plaster the boy's face and he gave her a mask. "From now on, in exchange for the power to reverse your time, your soul will be mine and you'll become my grim reaper." Elise slowly fell into a state of unconsciousness. But before everything went black, she heard the last sentence the boy spoke. "Don't worry, it seems that I already know who is going to be your familiar."

Princess Qinghe, Gu Shengyin, had died. Renowned as a first-class beauty and admired far and wide, her name was one that could shake nations. Yet, despite all this, she still fell victim to a woman far inferior to herself. Only after her death did Gu Shengyin realize the truth: she had been outmaneuvered by the antagonist of the heroine’s story—a mere cannon fodder in her own tale. In an ethereal white void, Gu Shengyin stood, her expression cold and unyielding as she processed her transmigration. The System spoke: “Your mission is to rewrite the heroine's fate. You must face the cannon fodder and antagonists who threaten her existence. As the central figure, you are their greatest obstacle.” A flicker of determination crossed Gu Shengyin's eyes, and a smile of unparalleled beauty graced her lips. "Very well," she said. "Let’s see who ends up as the obstacle to be crushed—and who claims the ultimate victory!"

I stood still as I was in front of the cold man before me. I stared with a firm gaze as I looked for words to say. "I admit, Jordan is your son." I said with a firm gaze and his eyes were on me as I spoke. "So you spent the whole fvcking 5 years not even telling me." he snickered and I looked at him with so much fright. "But we both know you are a beast and you don't have a heart, so please, let me just take my son and we will be out of you're life." I said and held little Jordan in my hands. Quickly, I turned to leave but as I was about to walk out, his next words put me in a halt. "You are not going anywhere with my son. I will take care of him weather you like it or not." he insisted with a cold glare, restricting my movement. I knew I was not going to get anywhere with an argument with him. He was death; a beast; always having his ways in things he does and I knew I couldn't fight him. For a moment I thought. Maybe I should leave Jordan with him, then come visit him. That would be quite right and easy for me. I gathered some courage and now spoke, "Fine then, I'll just come and visit him. So please, take good care of him." I muttered, and the fact that guilt is eating me for all of those years I spent not telling him made me say those exact words. "Visit? Who said you will just be visiting him? You will come and live with him." he said with a husky voice and fear gripped me. "No never, I will never go back there again." I sneered and quickly turned to hurry off, but he grabbed my hands, pulling me back and trapping me against the wall. I could feel the heat of his body so close to mine, and his domineering gaze lowering on me making my heart race while I stared right into his eyes he boldly locked on mine. "It's either you come or die then, Mia." he said and smirked. For a moment, I forgot to breath. •••••••• It has always been hard for Mia Hills as she was working for her grandmother. She was an orphan and lived with her sick grandmother, trying so hard to pay for her grandmother's medical bills. Out of desperation she went to DEATH a deadly man who was ruthless and cold. She did one thing she didn't want to do; she sold her virginity to the beast in exchange for money. After her one stand with death she promised herself that she'd never get linked to death again but when she found out that she is pregnant, her world turned out to be crumbling. Not just any child but DEATH'S CHILD.

### **Synopsis:** **Title: "Dominion of the Monstrous"** Dominic never believed in monsters—not the way the old tales spoke of them. But everything changes when his father, in his final moments, reveals a chilling secret: Dominic possesses a rare gift—the ability to control the very monsters that have haunted humanity for centuries. After his father's death, Dominic is thrust into a world of danger and uncertainty. A massive, deadly beast, whom he names Nightshade, begins following him, obeying his commands with eerie loyalty. But as the creatures around him grow more aggressive, Dominic discovers the deeper truth of his lineage: he's the last of an ancient bloodline capable of controlling these beings, and his power runs deeper than he can imagine. As he struggles to understand his newfound abilities, Dominic finds himself torn between using this power for good or succumbing to the dark forces that seek to use him as their weapon. When his father mysteriously returns—not as the man Dominic remembers, but as something twisted by the very creatures he controlled—Dominic is forced to confront the truth about his family's legacy and the monsters that are drawn to him. Now, with enemies closing in and monsters lurking at every corner, Dominic must master his gift before it consumes him, or he risks becoming the very thing he fears. But the line between control and destruction is razor-thin, and the fate of both humanity and the monstrous world rests on his shoulders. **"Dominion of the Monstrous"** is a tale of power, legacy, and the cost of control, set against a world where the line between monster and man is not as clear as it seems. Can Dominic survive the power within him, or will the monsters inside and out claim him forever?

At the age of 14, Eiravyne suffered a brutal burn at the hands of her father, a punishment she believed stemmed from her own failings—her perceived lack of beauty, worth, and value. But years later, after the slaughter of her entire family, she uncovered the truth: the burn wasn’t just cruelty; it was a ritual, binding her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, a man her family had raised her to fear without question. Forced into an arranged marriage with the cold and calculating Duke, Eiravyne became ensnared in a world of political intrigue and power plays. Her fragile sense of self shattered further when she discovered her abusive family had not been her true bloodline. She was the last heir of the Sangrevers—a fearsome and reviled lineage known for their seductive cunning, treachery, and lust for control, annihilated by the king’s decree. Amid this turmoil stood Urag, a man as loyal as he was mysterious, bound by a past that entwined with hers in ways she couldn’t yet fathom. While Ilkar sought to use her bloodline for his ruthless ambitions, Urag’s actions spoke of a fierce loyalty, though his reasons remained locked in the shadows of their shared history. As Eiravyne struggled to reclaim her identity, she was faced with two impossibilities: resisting Ilkar’s cold manipulations and uncovering the truth behind Urag’s allegiance. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, female lead, romance,magic, obssessive male lead, good support side side characters, a lot of intimacy, enemies to lovers, powerful couple, evil and good , bad boy .forced marriage Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

He looked into my eyes, his hand around my waist pulling me closer. "I need you to keep this a secret." He whispered his lips so close to mine, almost touching as he spoke to me. "I will," He punctuated my statement with a sweet kiss to the lips which came as surprise so much so that I pulled back from him. "On one condition though, we get to do this date thing again." I whispered back looking into his eyes wanting to see deeper than he was letting me. "Date is a strong word." He whispered back with a small laugh rumbling at the back of his throat. His words stung but I did not let it show instead I smiled at him bring my fingers up to touch his beard to distract myself from the sting. "What's the right word," I asked planting a small kiss on his lips. "A meet up." *** She knew she was the least to him yet she let herself get sucked into his life. A married man, happy with his family and beautiful kids and yet she could not stop herself from falling in love with him. To her, he was a sweet distraction from her routine boring life, some adventure, some love, something new to love on yet she knew it wasn't all mutual. The deal was too good and she drank of it, like the sweet poison it was.

“I'm pregnant” I declared, as I bowed my head to avoid his piercing gaze on me. “I'm not ready to be a father yet, so take it out” He replied icily, my eyes which were filled with tears, widened. That night was one that brought misery into my life, I was naive and that led me straight into the Devil's Den. “You forgot your place!” He mocked me while I laid on the floor in tears of shame and disgrace. “I don't do peasants” he smirked, I felt my throat go dry as I took hold of the hem of my dress and held it tightly. Was I just called a peasant? ‘Shut it! Aren't you one?’ My subconscious mind mocked in my head, and I sobbed pinching myself because I did forget my place as a ‘maid’. “Rebels don't surrender to emotions” his eyes darkened as he spoke those words to me then he turned to leave. More tears streamed down my eyes as I watched his retreating steps. He took my virginity and I couldn't stop him because I was helpless. I curse the day our paths crossed because ever since, he's brought pain into my life. Who is he? Want to know how our paths crossed? Who am I and how did I lose my virginity to him? Read this book

"I am conflicted." These were the words I spoke as I looked at the people I love and the people that I hate. If he has chosen me because I have to choose what I should do to this world that has tormented me and those behind me... "Should I destroy the world, then?" My name is Ephraim Chronia. This is how I, someone who was cursed by this world, was given the chance to fight and finally decide the future for this ruined world. "I have decided." This will be my war against this world.

I slammed my fists against my temples, the pain shooting through my skull like a jagged lightning bolt. "What's wrong with you, Hailey?" I screamed, my voice echoing off the hospital room walls. "Why can't you remember? Just remember who you were!" The machines surrounding me sprang to life, their beeps and alarms blaring in a cacophony of sound. My heart rate spiked, and my hormones surged, sending my body into a frenzy. Suddenly, a flurry of white coats burst into the room. Nurses rushed to my side, their faces etched with concern. One of them quickly injected a sedative into my IV, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy. As the darkness closed in, I caught a glimpse of the nurses' worried faces, their mouths moving in slow motion as they spoke words I couldn't quite hear. The machines continue to beep and whirl, their sounds fading into the distance as I succumbed to the darkness.