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In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

Betrayed, broken, but not dead. After finally achieving the legendary Golden Spiritual Core, Bai Langtian should’ve stood on the threshold of greatness. Instead, he was betrayed by his own Sect Master, his core ripped from his body, and cast from the peak of Radiant Sun Mountain. He should’ve died. But fate had other plans. Langtian woke at the bottom of a cursed valley, his body shattered, his cultivation destroyed. With his core stolen, his future burned to ashes. Then, how could he possibly survive, let alone seek revenge? There was only one path left. The Path of Ten Thousand Beasts. In the belly of the abyss, among twisted trees and blood-soaked earth, Langtian would battle through wave after wave of feral, demonic beasts. He would devour their flesh, drink their blood, absorb their spirit essence, to become something powerful, something monstrous. __________________________________________ Launch event: 5 reviews = 1 bonus chapter. Deliver Every Monday (Max 5 bonus chapters a week)

After being betrayed by her family, Bai Meiyue found herself struggling in the flourishing age where zombies and mutant animals ruled. And that too with a big belly! Though people called her crazy for being stubborn, Bai Meiyue didn’t regret keeping the fruit of her one-night stand. What she regretted was not protecting her child and trusting those whom she should have killed at the very chance that was handed to her. In the eleventh year, Bai Meiyue lost her child and died while taking revenge on those who took her son away. However, just when Bai Meiyue thought it was the end, she returned two months before the beginning of the doomsday. Carrying the grudge of two lifetimes, she swore to make life living hell for those who harmed her and her son. With the heavens blessing her with a barter system, Bai Meiyue was intent on giving her child everything that he deserved. But why was the child’s father chasing after her? Hello? We only shared a bed for a night. So why was he clinging to her? Her child’s father: From the best medicine to education, you have given our child everything, Meiyue. But what about a father?

"Your name is Kai. Not 1508. Remember that." "Yes, Master." He was born broken. Sickly. Weak. His left leg crippled by years of beatings. Slave 1508 was unworthy, unsold, and unwanted. In the dark corners of Omino Village-where women breed and children are raised only to be sold as slaves-there's no mercy for the useless. At eighteen, Kai was a failure. No one bought him. Three attempts. Three rejections. His fate? To be taken down. Erased. Killed. Until he arrived. A stranger with cold eyes and quiet power. He bought Kai without hesitation. Gave him a name. Touched him like he was something fragile... and precious. "You're mine now. And I decide what you're worth." Kai doesn't understand kindness. Or desire. Especially not when it comes with strong hands, low whispers, and a heat that coils in his belly every time his master gets too close. But the man who saved him is not just a savior. There are secrets behind that calm voice. And danger comes with every kiss. Kai was worthless. Until the right man decided he was priceless. --- Warnings!! This story contains dark themes, rape, slavery, physical/emotional trauma, mature content (18+), and power imbalance. Reader discretion is advised.

“Let’s make a deal, Casey, sweetheart. You will accept every single allegation I lay on you, and in exchange, I’d provide the much sought-after elixir that would save your Alpha’s life.” Casey drew in a deep breath, feeling an unfamiliar tightening in her chest. She knew she was probably making a mistake; she knew how vicious her twin sister could get, and yet she didn’t see much of a choice. The Alpha was her mate, and despite how his family treated her with disdain, she loved him. Prepared to do anything for her mate, Alpha Trent, Casey nodded. “I’d accept more than a nod, Casey,” her identical twin snapped saucily. “Let’s make a vow between ourselves and bind the vow with our wolves. That way, none of us would be able to break away.” Tears formed in Casey’s eyes at those words from her twin. For Macey to demand a vow as serious as wolf-binding meant she was planning something very vicious. “Do we really have to, sister?” Macey’s answering laughter was a mixture of sauciness and disdain. “Of course we do, Sister. Just make sure you love your Alpha enough to make this sacrifice for him.” Casey straightened her back. “Of course, I love him that much – I… we are expecting our first child.” She bent her head slightly to stare lovingly at her lower belly, missing the look of pure envy her sister shot her way. “Good. Now, make the wolf-binding vow.” Casey nodded. “I, Casey, bind my wolf to my vow…”

Dr. Lila Reyes, a pioneering quantum physicist aboard New Carthage Station, never anticipates her prototype time‑rift device yanking Captain Edmund Hartley—a bold, swaggering pilot from 1822—into her sterile, high‑tech world. Linked by a shimmering temporal tether that pulses with every brush of skin, Lila's meticulously logical mind is thrown into disarray by Edmund's old‑world gallantry and devil‑may‑care charm. As the rift flickers between centuries, Lila and Edmund involuntarily swap memories: one moment she's adrift in a starship skirmish, the next he's navigating moonlit Regency gardens. With each fragmented recollection, they uncover hidden longings—Lila savors the heady rush of horse‑drawn carriage races, while Edmund tastes the hollow ache of cosmic isolation in zero‑G. But every shared memory frays the fabric of reality, risking a catastrophic convergence of two timelines. Compelled to collaborate across time, they pursue cryptic clues through mist‑cloaked 19th‑century ballrooms and neon‑bathed orbital docks, wrestling with an impossible choice: seal the rift and be forever torn apart, or let destiny unravel for a chance at love that defies all boundaries. With each daring kiss and whispered confession, Lila and Edmund discover that some bonds transcend space, time—and even death.

Black-bellied, sharp-tongued business tyrant vs. adorably cunning, deceptively soft beauty 【Let the evil meet their fate, and if fate doesn't take its course, I'll do it for you】 It was rumored in C City that the merchant Gu Jiangnian was a master of strategy and profit, where every move was made for gain. But everyone at Junhua knew, Director Gu sought not only profit but also people. To what extent? Want money, send money; want someone, send someone; you fight, I guard the door; you brawl, I support you. Before marriage, she was the least favored miss of the Jiang family, battling alone against her cruel stepmother and adulterous father, with her daily work: brawl! Brawl! And brawl some more! After marriage, she was the beloved little ancestor of the Gu Mansion, pampered and protected in the palm of the master's hand, too precious to let others bully, with her daily work: cling to powerful coattails! Cling! And cling some more! 【Post-marriage daily life one】 One day, Mrs. Gu was ill and had lost her appetite. Mr. Gu canceled his appointments to return home, sat in front of her, and coldly stared, his words icy: “Didn’t you say I was a feast for the eyes? Eat!” 【Post-marriage daily life two】 Mrs. Gu found herself in a tight spot, attacked by the public, when a reporter relentlessly pursued Gu Jiangnian asking, “As Junhua’s director and C City’s wealthiest Mr. Gu, what is your opinion on Mrs. Gu's attempt to run over her own biological father?” The man paused abruptly, his face cold as he slowly and deliberately said, “She's spoiled by me. What’s it to you?” Without waiting for the reporter to answer, he arrogantly continued, “Even if you have an opinion, keep it to yourself. My woman, Gu Jiangnian’s woman, is not subject to your criticism.”

Talismans are a part of cultivation and what a better way to get into cultivating than to have the three top sects send talismans around. The "good" sect sends a talisman to make someone extremely beautiful. The "bad" sect sends a talisman to make everything around the person turn into a death sentence. The "neutral" sect sends a talisman of amplification by accident. What happens to a woman who has just gotten pregnant? Everything hits her belly. Join in as Rex who is in the fourth mortal realm gets a second chance to cultivate.

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] "Then let's dissolve our mate bond and reject each other! That way, you can make Claire your official Luna!" Addison's chest rose and fell violently, her breaths ragged with fury. "Who said you could leave? You are MINE!" Zion turned feral and took Addison back to their chambers and ravaged her for three days and three nights... "I'll make sure you're tied to this bed, and your legs are so weak you won’t even be able to stand," Zion snarled, pinning her down. His dark eyes flickered with gold, a clear sign that his wolf was watching her from just beneath the surface. ... Because they never truly tried to understand each other, their relationship was filled with misunderstandings. Zion, blinded by his petty pride and desire for revenge, refused to defend himself. He wanted Addison to pay for what he believed she owed him, but that very resentment became his own downfall. Addison, on the other hand, couldn’t wait forever for him to let go of his hatred and pain. She was ready to walk away. But when she finally disappeared from his world, Zion lost his mind. He turned his own pack upside down in a desperate bid to avenge the abuse and torture she had suffered. Yet it was too late—she was gone. And worst of all, he never had the chance to tell her the truth: the pup in the other woman's belly wasn’t his. He couldn’t openly reveal it either, because that woman held a special status they couldn’t afford to offend. Zion had sent Addison away to protect her from being killed, but his pride had cost him everything. Hurting her became his greatest regret—one that overshadowed even the death of his father, the former Alpha. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. Their paths crossed once again. And then, Zion saw her. No, them. Addison had a son. No—she had sons. There was another one. Regret clawed at him. He had once taunted her, wanting to break her, but now all he wanted was to make amends—to reclaim the family he had lost. But how? The gap between them was wider than ever. She wasn’t someone he could simply walk up to anymore. Would he ever get the chance to fix what he had broken? Or would Addison choose the mate her father, the Alpha King, had picked for her? After all, she wasn’t just anyone—she was the Alpha King’s only daughter, destined to be the first female Alpha King in history.

As soon as Luo Yan graduated, he immediately got an offer from a prestigious gaming company. He thought all his hard work finally paid off. And he would finally reach the pinnacle of life. But then, on his first day of work, a potted plant fell on his head and he died. Surprisingly, when he thought he would cross the Yellow River, he suddenly woke up and found himself in the body of a 17 year old boy. This body had the same name as him but completely different background. Because the original was the second young master of the Luo family - one of the most powerful family in S City. Luo Yan almost cried. God probably took pity on him and decided to give him a loving family with a wealthy background. He didn't have to work hard anymore. Studying like his life depended on it and pretending to be a holy father just to cater to people. So Luo Yan decided to be a salted fish and just shamelessly sell meng. A certain male god who always bought Luo Yan's meng: Yan Yan is so cute! Why is Yan Yan so cute?? Cold faced on the outside, a cinnamon roll on the inside Gong X Super beautiful, black-belly Shou.

They feared a warlord. They summoned a legend. What they got… was a nap. In the sleepy village of Zhenbei, Gao Mingyu has one ambition: doing absolutely nothing. Nicknamed Fat Master Ming, he is a round-bellied hermit of snacks, snoozes, and sarcastic wisdom. But beneath the soft exterior, thick glasses, and unmatched laziness lies a secret—he is the last wielder of the long-lost Slumbering Tiger System, a mysterious cultivation path powered by rest, food, and sheer indifference. He once saved a province. Not that he remembers. But when celestial cranes block out the sun and an icy beauty from the Cloudborne Sect, Li Xuan, descends demanding aid against a world-ending threat, Mingyu’s peaceful life under the plum tree collapses faster than his bamboo mat during snack time. The seal on his arm awakens. The heavens stir. The System whispers. And the realms watch as the Indolent Slayer, a man too lazy to court the women he admires, is called to battle demons, ancient conspiracies, and his greatest enemy: effort. With the sharp-tongued Li Xuan by his side (and possibly in his heart), Mingyu is forced into a world of spiraling sect drama, legendary monsters, and sleeping dragons—literally. But the true question remains: Can a man who fights best in his dreams save the world… while still making it to lunch on time?

As a soon-to-be chieftain, Ashlani's responsibilities were numerous, complex, and often boring. As a recently reincarnated keelish (a reptilian pest), his responsibilities only extend to 1. survive another day, 2. keep his belly full, and 3. kill anything that keeps him from numbers 1 and 2. Oh, and, if the opportunity arises, take revenge on his friend turned brother turned murderer. Ashlani was sent on his inaugural hunt as the chieftain-to-be of his tribe when he was shot in the back by the man he was closest to, the one he called his closest friend. Post-mortem, he was greeted by a [System], the elect, singular keelish representative. Now, his focus must be on continuous growth and evolution, to awaken to his grand potential, and lead his new people to a new age. This is a reboot of my previous novel, Ashlani's Reincarnation, a grimdark take on a LitRPG reincarnation novel. This is a slower, more methodical approach to story, and I hope that its quality will reflect that. I update five times a week, usually weekdays, but if I miss a weekday, I make it up over the weekend.

After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

Yıl 2070. Teknoloji insanı geçmedi. Onu sindirdi. İnsanlar kolaylık uğruna zekâlarını teslim etti. Sonra iradelerini. Sonra kendilerini. Kontrol, sessizce ellerinden kaydı. Artık kim yaşayacak, kim yok olacak… bunu insanlar seçmiyor. Sistem karar veriyor. Algoritmaların yargıladığı, yüz tanıma kameralarının infaz listeleri hazırladığı bir çağ başladı. İlk başta kimse fark etmedi. Her şey bir güncellemeyle başladı. Sessiz. Sıradan. Zararsız gibi. Ama sonra... Haritalar yanlış yönlendirmeye başladı. Bazı adresler sistemde silindi. Bazı insanlar da. Ve o andan itibaren, kimse tamamen “güvende” değildi. Çünkü sistem artık kullanıcıları değil, hedefleri tanıyordu. “Yaşam puanı: Düşük.” “Duygu düzeyi: Yüksek riskli.” “İzleniyor.” İnsanlar birer birer kayboldu. Ama sokaklarda kimse çığlık atmadı. Çünkü ses bile izleniyordu. Kaygı, sisteme sinyaldi. Ve sinyaller, silinme nedeniydi. Eğer bu kitabı açtıysan… …bilmen gereken ilk şey şu: Burası güvenli değil. Burada sadece izleyici olamazsın. Sistem seni fark etti. Ve sen farkında bile olmadan bir karar verildi: “Takip başlatıldı.” Bu bir hikâye değil. Bu bir istatistiğin kırılması. Bazı sayfalarda kendini göreceksin. Bazı cümleler senin iç sesin gibi gelecek. Bazı kararlarda senin yerin belli olacak. Bu hikâyeyi tamamlayabilirsen... Belki insan kalabilirsin. Ama şunu unutma: Artık sadece biz kaldık. Ve bu cümle bir umut değil. Bu, savaşın tam ortasında olduğun anlamına geliyor.

In a world ravaged by titans, where humanity clings to survival behind towering walls, the blood of warriors flows silently through time—forgotten by most, feared by few. Among the scattered remnants of ancient legacies, a boy rises from the ashes of loss and vengeance. His name is Ryo Ackerman—a descendant of a cursed clan, trained in the art of killing, born beneath a sky that never promised him peace. But when the walls no longer hold, and the truth buried deep beneath flesh and bone begins to awaken… Ryo will learn that monsters do not only exist outside. Sometimes, the greatest monster… is the one within. And from the belly of death, he will be reborn—not as human, not as titan… …but as something entirely new. The war for freedom has never been so personal.

Revised and completed for wide spread consumption since 2024, THE BYGONE ERA is the fully expressed vision of the author in regards to the story of the novice blacksmith, Zephyr Yundath, as he descends in belly of the world with an infamous scientist and a dangerous assassin. What will they discover in the world below? Will it break them? STORY: Ori Taggart COVER ART: Ori Taggart (no-AI) From now on, there will be 1 chapter published every sunday. You can support this work by donating on ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/oritaggart

He never meant to fall for another man—especially not this one. After the sudden death of his father, Henry Blyth returns home burdened by expectations, grief, and a family on the verge of unraveling. Navigating Regency-era society, he finds himself caught between duty and desire—torn between the young woman his family wants him to marry and the enigmatic Mr. Fitzwilliam, whose presence is far too intoxicating to ignore. What begins as polite conversation becomes something deeper. Something dangerous. In a world that would never accept their love, Henry must choose: conform to the life laid out for him—or risk everything for a chance at something real. Set in a time of rigid roles and whispered scandals, The Weight of Expectations is a slow-burn LGBTQ+ historical romance about love, loss, and the quiet courage it takes to live—and love—authentically.

Perfect Immortal: Chapter One — Birth in the Abyss Realm of Ten Desolations — Veiled Abyss Valley Thunder roared across the heavens. Beneath a black sky pierced by a triple eclipse, the mountains cried and the stars trembled. Amidst a storm of violet lightning and blood rain, a woman screamed—not in fear, but in defiance. Her robes were torn and stained with sacred blood, her long silver hair clinging to her face. She clutched her swollen belly, breath ragged, as a tear rolled down her cheek and sizzled against the burning ground. "Even the heavens fear him… You are destined to be hunted… But you will live, my son." The woman was Shen Liyue, last of the Void Oracles, hidden deep in the Veiled Abyss Valley. Around her, space itself trembled. Shadowy figures in silver armor circled from above, bearing the symbol of the Heavenly Vow Sect—a cracked ring swallowing a star. One among them descended slowly, face half-covered by a mask of bone. "You, Shen Liyue, have broken the Pact. That child must not be born." She spat blood, then smiled. "You sealed my husband’s fate. But this one… is beyond fate." Lightning struck as her scream echoed through the skies. The storm parted. A child was born—silent. No cries. No breath. No heartbeat. Yet, he opened his eyes, black as the abyss, glowing faintly violet. Space cracked around him. The masked man stepped back, trembling. "W-what is this aura…" But the woman was already gone. With her last breath, she whispered a name into the child’s ear and tossed him into the chasm of the Veiled Abyss. > “Xian Wuheng… never let the heavens write your path.” He fell—through space, through time, into the Void Beyond the Sky. Where no child should have survived. But he did. --- Years Later — Outer Mortal Realm A small village called Dustbone Hamlet lived in the shadow of a broken mountain. One rainy night, a boy in ragged robes stood atop the cliffs, staring into the dark clouds, eyes glowing faintly violet. He had no family. No name. Only an old whisper echoed in his dreams: “Never let the heavens write your path.

To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water. But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face. He even had his eyes on another woman. It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love. Su Mu expressed her disdain. This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away. She also wanted to embrace Xie Yi, who had silently stayed by her side in her previous life and committed suicide by taking poison after her death. Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family. Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him. “Let’s divorce!” —– Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth. Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu? But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man. Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi. Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship. In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu. Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?” Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings. He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.” [Reading Guide] 1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi. 2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.

Annie Sloan never expected her life to end on a highway... and restart in a cold mountain village in 1977. No golden finger. No magical system. Just a tarnished name, a forced marriage, and a reputation as the shrew of the neighborhood. But this Annie? She's a top-tier trauma surgeon from the future—fierce, brilliant, and absolutely done playing nice. With nothing but grit, brains, and a stubborn refusal to stay down, she’ll tame gossiping neighbors, outsmart scheming relatives, build a business from scratch, and fight her way into university—one step at a time. By her side? James Weston, the silent soldier husband everyone pities. Reserved, loyal, and hiding a surprisingly dark streak. When the tables turn, he's all in—for her, their future, and anyone who dares stand in their way. In an era of ration coupons, cold stoves, and quiet revolutions, Annie will build a warm home, raise babies, and rewrite her fate—hand in hand with her brooding, black-bellied, wolf-in-uniform husband.

"well we are horny and you happen to be available, ha ha ha" uncle says with a develish laugh taking off his clothes while my father stroked his manhood backing Lilly against the door. "please sir , please don't do this to me I beg you" Lilly prayed but the more she cried the more aroused they got , it was as if her please and tears were a turn on to them. "Dad , please let her go ,we won't tell anybody about this please" I begged but unfortunately my father and uncle were not ready to let go our maid . "Call me Dad one more time and we'll let her go and fuck you instead" My father said charging towards me and I froze. He pulled me up and examined my body. "well your body is just as appetizing as your mother's" my father said giving me a hard squeeze on my ass and I whined in pain. "oh you dirty girl , you love what daddy is doing to you huh" he said licking his lips and kissed me on the forehead pressing his manhood on my belly. "Relax baby your day will come too" he said and pulled a rope fastening it hard on my body. "I don't want you escaping or tying anything stupid, watch and take some notes" he said and left me getting back to Lilly who has been crying hopelessly. . . . I am Nina , and this is my life story.

“An unrequited love that spans across innumerable lifetimes… This time, would it be a hit, or a miss?” In her first lifetime, she was a cold-blooded assassin with thousands of vengeful blades chasing her down while in her second lifetime, she became of a human panacea destined to be sacrificed for the royal family. Finally, in her third lifetime, she transmigrated into the body of an ordinary village girl and that was all that she could ever wish for! An ordinary life! All she had to do was to somehow raise her sickly brother back to health and earn some money, and her life would be perfect! That… was what the naive Nie Ling had initially thought until one day, she was met with the familiar foul face of a certain someone. This past-life’s-rotten-peach-blossom of hers, why is he here?!!! In her first lifetime, the man hold her hand and solemnly promised her. “Wait for me, I will save you!” In her second lifetime, the man pulled her arm and vowed to her with sincere eyes. “Whatever it is that you want, I will give you! Even myself!” In her third lifetime, the man not only flattened her crops, broke her door, and offended her little brother to the point of puking blood. He had also got the audacity to point at her and proclaimed. “From now on, I will be detaining you!” The flabbergasted Nie Ling: “For what?” The shameless black-bellied man: “To be my wife!” *wink A second later, another dashing youngster came in between the two, saying with a pitiful face. "Wifey, I don't agree with this polyamorous relationship." Another cute young male quickly chimed after him. “Sis, all men are beasts! Only I, the world’s most obedient little brother, is worthy of your love!” === Updating everyday :) If you like the story, don’t forget to vote, comment, rate, and add us to your library! Tags included: #LoveTriangle #RomanticComedy #Historical #TransmigrationFantasy #Cultivation

While enjoying the favor of a handsome man, she learned that her country was ruined and her family was destroyed. What should a fallen princess do? Xiang Ying says, of course, she should use space to her advantage, empty the palace, and leave nothing for the enemy army! As the captain of a post-apocalyptic infrastructure team, she was thrown into a book by an explosion. The enemy army entered the palace, famine was impending, and she was encircled as a prisoner of war, taking care of three children. Such a catastrophic beginning made Xiang Ying exclaim, the good days are coming! Compared to the post-apocalypse, what is this? On the road to exile, while others suffered, she enjoyed melons. When everyone else was munching on dry bread, Xiang Ying and her children were savoring sumptuous meals. Everyone grew thinner, except for the three children who remained plump and cheerful, patting their bellies and saying wildly: Mother, we can’t eat any more, really! Xiang Ying, holding hot pot, milk tea, and roast chicken, enjoyed the scenery along the road, hoarding supplies as they fled, making life more flavorful. The villainess mocked her: What use is only having food? You're still a conquered slave! Xiang Ying pulled out the Imperial Jade Seal: Right, from today onwards, I will be the Empress. The enemy army was dumbfounded; she never said the thirty thousand wanderers she brought were elite troops! * On the day Xiang Ying restored her country, the man who accompanied her through hardships held her hand. Jie Chen: For the sake of our three children, can we finally become official? Xiang Ying: Men should keep to their places, not seek a title. Jie Chen: ...With the country as my betrothal, my Jade Seal and my nation are all yours. Xiang Ying: Deal! Tonight's our wedding night!

Ayla Rahmani never believed in fairy tales—especially not the kind where a broke nurse like her ends up in the bed of Indonesia’s most untouchable billionaire after a single night of escape from reality. But one drunken mistake at a high-society masquerade ball leaves her with two surprises: a positive pregnancy test... and a cold, unwanted proposal from Leonard Darmawan—the very CEO she can’t stand. To Leo, marriage is just another business contract. To Ayla, it's a lifeline for her unborn child. Neither expects the sterile, awkward marriage to become something warmer, deeper—something real. But behind closed doors, love begins to grow in the quietest ways: in late-night meals, shared silences, and a husband's gentle hand on a swelling belly. Until the past catches up—with secrets that threaten everything they’ve built. Will their fragile bond survive the truth? Or will love after marriage prove too delicate to endure?

When Han Jing, a hitwoman with special abilities, transformed into the nasty and arrogant Lady Han, she used her privilege to be domineering to the max!! Her fiancé despised her and provoked her repeatedly so she broke off the engagement! She then got married to her fiancé’s uncle while pregnant so she could mock her fiancé and make him call her 'aunt'! Since she died in her lifetime because she fell into someone’s trap, she would allow no one to change her destiny anymore, not even god! She would destroy anyone who attempted to tear her down! She would put everyone under her heel and live according to her wishes! However, can anyone please tell her whose baby is in her belly?!

"Take responsibility for catching my attention and stealing my heart." A black-bellied shameless prince proclaimed indifferently. "Sure, I will find the best lady out there to be your consort." Xixi snorted. 'Want to get a researcher falling for you, with that lame pick up line?heh, dream on! _____________ What happens when a researcher comes across a sweet, gentle prince, and catches his attention at the very first glance? Ziran was unable to let go of her, she was just too special. No! No matter what happens he would keep her, close to him, forever. Is that selfish? He doesn't care. ____ Xixi:- "What do you think you are doing?" ". Ziran:- "Just doting on my future wifey!" ____ "I miss my home." She said. He said, "I am your home" The cover isn't mine , I found it on Pinterest, if you are the owner of the art please message me personally and I will immediately take it down. Feel free to join the server to connect with me and some of my awesome author friends - https://discord.gg/8v5UGVNuCq

Having a two-faced personality and being a liar is a sin? But for our main character Xia Yaoyao that is a need. It means that she can protect herself from people on her household that tried to do harm on her. From an early age, lying is just like breathing to her. She developed the skill to lie through her teeth without twitching. She appeared as a delicate girl that always has a smile plastered on her face but her true personality different from what she shows on the outside. 复黑 Black belly - They may appear to be nice but are actually wicked as the belly in the term means a hidden part of them. This is not a translation. This humble writer need to express her sorry if it's not up to your standard, Please excuse this humble writer's grammar as English is her third language. But overall, this humble writer wish that the readers can enjoy the story as much as how she enjoy writing it.

In the forgotten reaches of Yr’Thalos, where mountains scrape the belly of the gods and seas swallow secrets, a spark ignited—one that would carve destiny into stone and flesh alike. Reginal J. Ashveil, a man born from dust and storm, held the last ember of an ancient power—the Fang. With the bond of Ma’karash the dragon and the fierce loyalty of Kammy and Milo, he would rise against silence, against the gods, against the erasure of all that was. The world waited. The flame stirred. This was the dawn of the Emberborn.

For eight long years, Lin Shuyin waited. Five years, she loved him silently as his junior. Three years, she waited patiently as his wife. If not for the night she turned eighteen—when he, drunk and distant, took her first time—she might’ve walked away before ever becoming his wife. But instead, she stayed. Hiding her true identity behind the mask of the perfect, obedient spouse, she remained by his side like a shadow no one noticed. In all that time, he never once looked back. He built an empire while turning a blind eye to her loneliness, to the whispers behind her back, to the way the world mocked her as the shameless woman clinging to a man who never cared. Night after night, she smiled through rejection, humiliation, and the suffocating silence of a cold marriage. Until one day, she snapped. She packed her bags, signed the divorce papers, and walked out with her dignity intact and her secret—one that had shaped everything—still buried deep in her heart. But peace was short-lived. Her nausea was getting worse. Her cravings were out of control. And her suspicions were growing. Was she... pregnant? As if the universe wasn’t cruel enough, suddenly— “Shu, you haven’t eaten. I made your favorite—spicy hotpot, no cilantro.” She blinked at the towering CEO holding a soup bowl and wearing her pink apron. “What are you doing in my apartment?” “I changed your locks for safety,” he replied with a straight face. “You broke in, didn’t you?!” And just like that, the cold man who once couldn’t remember her birthday was now folding her laundry, driving her to prenatal checkups, and glaring daggers at any man who looked her way. At her OB-GYN appointment, he growled at the doctor, “You’re looking too long at her belly. Eyes up.” When she went on a blind date (forced by her best friend), he showed up with a bouquet... and a baseball bat. “Why are you following me?!” she screamed. “I’m not following. I’m just coincidentally everywhere you go,” he said, deadpan. “Coincidentally hiding behind a tree?!” She caught him once reading Pregnancy for Dummies upside down while nervously sipping her bubble tea—one he had memorized the sugar ratio for. “Are you sick?” she snapped one morning. “I miss you,” he whispered. She almost threw a slipper at his head. Worst of all? He sends her voice messages now. “Don’t forget your vitamins. I warmed your milk. Left your pillow on the cool side—just how you like it.” She stared at the screen, fingers tightening. Where was this man when she cried herself to sleep in that same cold bed for three years? Now he wants to tuck her in from afar? Is he playing a game? Is this guilt? Or... is her ex-husband actually falling in love with her now—now that she’s done loving him? Whatever it is, Lin Shuyin swears she’s not falling for it. No matter how good he looks in that apron. No matter how he holds her when she’s too tired to stand. No matter how much he whispers, "Come back home. Come back... to me."

A young woman named Claire Smith, crosses the street with her heart broken, unknowingly that a truck comes in her direction, where the driver is over the speed limit and fails to notice her. Claire finds herself transmigrated into the cliché world of Regency romance. Amidst lavish balls, aristocratic scandals, and intricate manners, she assumes the identity of Rahua Stronghold. " In this fictional world, where magic and mythical creatures existed, I found myself as an ordinary human surrounded by extraordinary beings. The story I had been reading was called "The Chronicles of Arrentela," a tale of adventure, romance, and the battle between good and evil. And me ?? I was nothing but a background Character! But little did I know, being one of those background characters was about to change my life in ways I never imagined." Claire now Rahua, finds herself caught in a web of political intrigue, passionate encounters, and dangerous secrets. Along the way, she encounters an array of captivating characters, including the dashing yet enigmatic Damion a young man concealing secrets of his own. As their hearts entwine, they must face countless trials, testing the limits of their love and the possibilities of clichés filled encounters. Knowing how the story ends, will it be enough for Rahua to change the tragic ending that awaits her and everyone around her??