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From Limelight to Aristocracy: Stirring Waves

Song Yan had been in the industry for four years and was nicknamed "The Red Rose of the World"—stunning, brilliant, and cool. After a scandal and a breakup, she announced her retirement with great fanfare and vanished from the public eye. Her former collaborators spoke of her with disdain, "She only got famous through hype, with no real talent, all pretense, and nothing genuine." Half a year later, at a banquet, the retired Song Yan made her first appearance and became the untouchable heir to the Song Family's hundred-billion fortune. Those who had bad-mouthed her in the past were now sycophantic: "Miss Song is beautiful with great acting skills and strong capabilities. It's such a pity she retired! _(:3」∠❀)_" After retirement, Song Yan was known as "The Fairy of the World"—naturally gorgeous and irresistible. There wasn't a man she couldn't charm. The high-society ladies sniffed at this: "Gu Chenxiao of Yun City, so cold and heartless. Try flirting with him!" Song Yan had her 'three nos'. First, she wouldn't flirt with the ugly. Second, she wouldn't flirt with those who liked her. Third: ...ex-boyfriends, she wouldn't flirt! Everyone racked their brains but couldn't understand how these three rules were related to Gu Chenxiao. * In Yun City, it was widely rumored: Gu Chenxiao's ex-girlfriend broke up with him just because he stepped into a room with his left foot first. People dissed his ex-girlfriend for not knowing better, for acting out and dooming herself. Late, when the romance between Gu Chenxiao and Song Yan became public, a romantic rival confronted her, sneering: "You're just a placeholder. His true love is his ex-girlfriend. When she returns, you'll be kicked to the curb!" That very evening, Gu Chenxiao, who had returned from a business trip, saw Song Yan packing her luggage. Veins throbbed on his forehead as he ground his teeth: "Song Yan, this time I stepped in with my right foot first! Where do you think you're running off to now!"
Xi Mu · 185.4K Views

The First Fusion Master: Beast Wave

In the magical world of Cordial, where the bond between humans and beasts defines power and prestige, Riven Stormbrand dreams of becoming a legendary Beast Master. Born with a soul of exception purity, he was destined for greatness—or so everyone believed. But when his once-bright future is shattered during the Beast Exams, Riven's life takes an unexpected turn. Marked by an ancient and unfathomable creature after a fateful encounter with a mysterious orange stone, Riven’s soul rejects the bond with wild beasts of higher blood lines, rendering him an outcast in the eyes of his peers and a disappointment to his extended family. Yet, amidst rejection and loss, his unwavering resolve shines through. Choosing to walk the path of a hunter, he eventually discovers the power he was gifted with: the ability to absorb the souls of slain beasts and to fuse them, creating powerful allies unlike any others in the land. As Riven treads this uncharted path to power, his city faces an unprecedented catastrophe—a monstrous horde of beasts threatens to annihilate everything he holds dear. Forced into a battle for survival, Riven finds himself torn between protecting his home and harnessing the chaos to strengthen his newfound power. The First Fusion Master is a tale of resilience, discovery, and a power that defies tradition—a journey where the lines between hero and outcast blur, and strength is born from the unlikeliest of places.
Laeirok · 5.9K Views

His Naughty Lessons

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”
Witchhazel · 1.2M Views

Mafia's desire: A love that kills

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.
Va_neemi05 · 1.3K Views
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