Drew Starkey Unfall

Amid the softly falling snow in the Cold Palace courtyard, Princess Xianlan drew her final breath—silently. She had been falsely accused of poisoning the Crown Prince, brutally flogged until her body was torn, and imprisoned without a shred of mercy— all part of a cruel scheme orchestrated by Noble Consort Su Zhen, her stepmother, whose gentle appearance masked a heart of poison. Meanwhile, the Emperor of Li—the very man who claimed to love her above all—never realized that the only daughter he cherished had been crushed to death by the hands of the one he trusted most. But the heavens showed mercy. Xianlan opened her eyes once more, reborn into her eight-year-old self— in the time before everything shattered. This time… she would not be a worthless pawn in a game of power. She would become the master strategist, toppling each of her enemies one by one. With icy composure and razor-sharp wit, Xianlan hid in the shadows, slowly gathering evidence, allies, and influence within the palace. And fate brought her an unexpected ally— Feng Yuhan, Crown Prince of the Southern Yan Kingdom, known as the “Winter Tiger.” Cold, brilliant, and seemingly heartless—yet from their first meeting, something in her eyes held his gaze. Together, they moved in the darkness. Xianlan laid the plans. Feng Yuhan executed them. As the Kingdom of Li fell into the depths of political games— As vipers hissed behind silken smiles in the inner palace— As even a father’s love could be twisted by deceit— ⸻ When the phoenix returns to her nest—she will never again let anyone trample her. The will of the heavens may be written in ink… But Xianlan will rewrite fate in the blood of her enemies.

In this vast world, where the strong rule and the weak are trampled. From the moment I drew breath into this world, misfortune clung to me like a curse. The night I was born, the skies turned blood-red, and the Demon Clan descended from the heavens like a swarm of locusts. They destroyed everything-my village, my family, my entire world. My father fought to his last breath, wielding a broken blade against the tides of darkness. My mother through her tears, used her final life force to carve divine runes into the earth, sealing me within a celestial formation… and with that, she vanished into the ashes of history. I survived. But what is survival… when everything you love has been reduced to dust? I was orphaned by fate. Raised by suffering. Named by sorrow. In this world where strength reigns supreme, I was cast aside as a cripple, powerless and forgotten. But in the depths of despair, a fire was born. I vowed beneath the heavens: One day, I will make the gods remember my name. I walk the path of defiance. I cultivate through pain, rage, and vengeance. I do not kneel. I do not beg. I will rise from ashes to legend, from mortal to sovereign. Let the heavens bear witness I am Ling Ye. And this is the story of how I shattered fate… and became the Martial Sovereign.

After dying a virgin, Elias Gray is given a second chance—reincarnated in a magical world with the "Lust System", a divine artifact that allows him to gain power by pleasuring women, fulfilling their desires, and growing a harem of elite lovers. From cold queens and fierce warrior women to shy beastgirls and seductive demons, Elias must dominate the world with charm, cunning—and unholy pleasure. But pleasure comes with a price, and not all lovers are loyal. Can he rise to the top without being devoured by lust or betrayal? Elias wandered through the bustling Travelers’ Hub, a sprawling nexus of portals and pathways where high-ranking voyagers crossed dimensions. The air hummed with the faint pulse of arcane energy, and the scent of ozone clung to the stone corridors. His boots echoed against the polished marble as he passed glowing sigils etched into the walls, each marking a gateway to another realm. He was no stranger to these halls, but tonight, a faint murmur from the inner chambers of the elite travelers piqued his curiosity. The voices were low, urgent, and laced with something primal that made his pulse quicken. Drawn toward a shadowed alcove, Elias noticed a heavy iron door, slightly ajar, its surface engraved with runes that pulsed faintly in the dim light. A cold draft slipped through the crack, carrying a whisper of sound—a soft, rhythmic moan that stirred the air. His breath caught, curiosity warring with caution, but the pull was too strong. He nudged the door open and stepped into a chamber cloaked in near-darkness, lit only by a single flickering torch that cast long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. In the center of the room, Lilith knelt on a plush velvet cushion, her silhouette unmistakable even in the gloom. Her dark hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, her skin glowing faintly as if kissed by moonlight. She was bent forward, her hands braced against the floor, her body arched in a way that spoke of surrender and desire. Beside her stood a man, his face marred with jagged scars that caught the torchlight, giving him a rugged, dangerous edge. His eyes burned with intensity as he gazed down at her, his presence commanding the room. The air grew thick as the man’s hand moved, deliberate and unhurried. He spat into his palm, the sound sharp in the quiet, and slid his fingers along Lilith’s exposed skin, tracing the curve of her thigh before slipping between her legs. A low, shuddering moan escaped her lips, her body trembling as she parted her thighs wider, inviting more. The man’s fingers worked with a slow, teasing rhythm, coaxing gasps from her that echoed softly off the stone walls. Her breaths grew ragged, her hips rocking against his hand, and then—a sharp cry as her body convulsed, a glistening rush of release spilling onto the floor beneath her. The man let out a deep, guttural groan, his own arousal evident in the tightening of his jaw. He shifted, freeing himself from his trousers, his erection thick and heavy in the flickering light. He pressed himself against her, sliding into her with a slow, deliberate thrust that drew a long, throaty moan from Lilith. Her fingers curled against the floor, nails scraping the stone as he moved, each thrust deep and measured, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the chamber. In and out, a steady rhythm that built with intensity, her gasps rising in pitch. Lilith’s eyes fluttered, her body quivering with pleasure as she pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a hunger of her own. When he paused, drawing back slightly, she reached for him, her hand guiding him back inside with a desperate urgency. Her moans grew louder, unrestrained, as she surrendered fully to the sensation, her body trembling under the weight of her desire. The room seemed to pulse with their shared rhythm, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and heat, the torchlight casting their entwined shadows across the walls like a forbidden dance. R18 content

All I wanted to do was draw. I’m Eli Walker. Quiet. Awkward. Invisible to most people—except my best friend Jay, a loudmouth pervert with zero shame. My life was simple: go to school, avoid attention, and sketch the world around me. Until Valentine’s Day. That’s when three girls confessed to me at the same time—each holding chocolate... and each having somehow seen my secret sketches of them. Now, I’m stuck in a whirlwind of stolen glances, jealous standoffs, love letters, and accidental fanservice—while Jay cheers me on like this is some kind of anime. The worst part? More girls keep falling for me. And all I did was draw. I didn’t mean to build a light harem. But my pencil might have other plans.

"Kneel,” she commanded, her voice sounding like that of an ancient. I was bemused. “I beg your pardon?” I asked. “You have no idea who you are dealing with.” “Oh, I know precisely who you are,” she replied. “Alpha Mätrang, the Crowned Prince of Ngäerawa. Säli has been whispering to me.” “Now kneel before the daughter of Säli, the first of her kind.” “The goddess forbid me from kneeling—” My knees were already kissing the ground before I could continue. My eyes widened with disbelief. “This… this is impossible,” I said.Agonizing pain seared my lower back as strings of words unfurled from her mouth. The mist crept towards me slowly. My skin scalded where the mist kissed. Each breath I drew felt like my last. She cocked her head. “Nothing is impossible for Säli.” ..... Centuries ago, Säli males arrogated the rights of the females, stripping them of any illusion of freedom. They maintained an antediluvian belief that females were slaves, turning them into breeders. The way they comported themselves, one would think they were the ones gifted by the goddess Säli, that they possessed the moon’s powers. The females were once bestowed with gifts from the goddess, but now they're saddled with suffering. But that was before the moon goddess Säli decided to put an end to the suffering by planting seeds in a female's womb. Nine moons later, she delivered a girl, Txälina, one who was born beneath the red moon, one who could command the world to its knees. Just as she was conferring upon the males a taste of their torment, she was interjected by the crowned prince of the realm, Mätrang. He thought she was a monster, but when he found out she was his mate, he was bemused. He would need to take her to the king for judgment for the massacre she created, but the pull of the mating bond was difficult to resist. And if he gives in to the mating bond, it would affect his position as the crown prince of the realm. Please note: This book is an adult Werewolf fantasy book that includes dark elements that might be triggering for some.

Hey guys, if you Like the novel, do not forget to follow me on Instagram. All the characters of the novel are there. Would you like to see Torren's appearance? Go there! IG: geometric_mage --- “Hey monster, you're not ready for this blow, but I don't give a shit!!” said Lian as he drew a circle inside another circle in his mind. Then, a few seconds later, a fireball as big as a house hit a monster just over 4 meters tall... It was a waste of resources, but it was damn fun! “BOOM!!!” he said as the fireball reached the monster, covering it entirely. The excitement on his face was palpable as his clothes and hair fluttered from the power generated by the impact. [Accuracy: 97%] “Tsk, it's really hard to achieve 100% accuracy when casting spells... that just means I have to do better!” Meanwhile, the monster and the entire area around him was destroyed. The crater was huge, flames burned the ground, and ash mixed with dust covered the air. --- In a world full of Gates, Mages and Knights work together to defend humanity from extinction Lian, a boy from a small town, awakens a very... unique system. Casting spells by drawing strange shapes in his mind had become normal for him by now. Thanks to the system, he had become a Mage, a human capable of using mana to cast spells. Facing monsters from the Gates had become routine. Studying magic was a pastime. After all, he had the System, he didn't need to study classical magic. Or maybe not...

Zhou Youlin, eine berühmte Eiskönigin der Spezialeinheiten. Bei einem Unfall während ihrer Mission wurde sie von ihren Kameraden verraten und zweimal angeschossen. Sie starb auf der Stelle. Als sie wieder aufwachte, wurde sie die nutzlose Madame einer Reisfamilie und war eine nachtragende Ehefrau, die von ihrem Mann vernachlässigt wurde. Auch ihr Sohn wurde vernachlässigt. "Wenn ich mich nicht irre, sind wir bereits geschieden. Du dringst gerade in mein Haus ein, mein lieber Ex." Zhao Youlin hob ihr Kinn und setzte sich mit verschränkten Beinen an das Ende der Couch. Sie sah stolz aus. Mu Tingfeng war ausdruckslos. "Wir können wieder heiraten." Zhou Youlin zog die Augenbrauen zusammen. Dann schwenkte sie ihre Hand, und eine große Anzahl schöner Männerbilder wurde auf dem Tisch ausgebreitet. "Baby, sei ein guter Junge und wähle jemanden, den du magst, als deinen Stiefvater, okay? Mu Tingfengs Gesichtsausdruck verfinsterte sich.

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

She was to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awakens something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Elias had never been lucky — not once, not ever. Abandoned at birth, raised in suffering, and tormented by a life that never gave him a break, Elias trudged through existence like a ghost wearing human skin. By the age of thirty-two, even his heart gave out, quietly and without drama — just like everything else in his life. It simply… stopped. But death wasn’t the end. Instead, Elias found himself face-to-face with a stunning goddess — the Keeper of Fate. And for the first time, someone finally told him the truth: his entire life had been a mistake. A cosmic error. His Karma, meant for another, had been switched at birth, condemning him to a life of endless misfortune. To make amends, Fate offered him a second chance — a new life, with the luck he had been denied. With a single pull from the divine card deck, Elias drew the Legendary Extraction Talent — an ability that allows him to absorb powers, skills, and even laws of the world itself. From a broken man to a rising force, Elias will forge a new path. He will extract the power of heaven and earth. He will defy fate and ascend to the apex. And this time… luck is finally on his side.

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

The day humanity was stolen, Kaelen drew the short straw. While billions of others awakened in lush forests and fertile plains, the history student was thrown into the Ashen Fields—a Cursed-rank wasteland of bone and ruin. The System itself recommended he pray. With no resources and surrounded by high-level monsters, his death seemed certain. But in this graveyard of a forgotten war, Kaelen's unique SSS-Rank talent, [Echoes of the Progenitor], finds its true purpose. When he touches a rusted canteen, he can draw out the 'echo' of its last drink. When he holds a shattered sword, he can restore the 'echo' of the hero who wielded it. And from the very bones in the dust, he can awaken the 'echo' of an entire legion of spectral soldiers. The 7-day protection barrier is falling, and a monstrous horde is coming. Other Lords are scrambling to build wooden huts. Kaelen is raising an army from history itself. The world thinks he is the Cursed Lord. He's about to show them he is its inheritor.

Raeya Evaleen Alvera grew up in a family once filled with happiness. But everything changed as wounds began to shatter her world—leaving behind scars that haunted her well into adulthood. Though broken, Raeya chose to rise again and build a life of her own. Just as she began to find her strength, her father, Arvind Thalor Alvera, arranged a forced marriage for her. “Why did you change, Dad? Why do you want me to suffer? Is it all because of that woman?!” Trapped in a marriage she never wanted, Raeya soon discovered that behind her husband's charming smile hid a darkness she never anticipated. Yet amidst the shadows, a mysterious presence began to watch her quietly… and slowly drew closer. She didn’t know—whether the love that came would be another wound, or the key to a destiny far greater than she had ever imagined.

“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…”

【The Ultimate Special Forces Book】The Strongest Soldier King, casting a tiger's gaze over all rivals, fought for the country, and drew his sword for the people. He would rather die standing than live kneeling, without regrets or complaints! This is a man's book! This is a story of fiery blood!

Crystal couldn't believe it. The Dragon Emperor, a man of perfect form, handsome looks, and great power, was lying on top of her! And they would share this very delicate and embarrassing position for three days!   Crystal Diante was a woman cursed with terrifying Fate and Destiny. She was fated in sorrow and destined in suffering. She was captured by powerful men who sought to challenge an Ancient Dragon. But the Dragon awakened was much more than a regular dragon. It was the Ancient Dragon Emperor, Adam, the Serpent of the Perfect Morning! He was like a god of the ancient era and revealed not a dragonic form, but that of a man. He was perfect. He was arrogant. He was handsome beyond the furthest dreams that Crystal could dream of. A battle raged as Adam fought Crystal's kidnappers which ended in Adam and Crystal being buried in a mountain. The young woman found herself protected and sheltered by Adam who bore the weight of the mountain. But he, could not leave for he was exhausted. The two shared a tight space. With only little room to move, Adam was forced to lay on top of her to carry the mountain, and Crystal was forced to lie under him. Their lips were always less than an inch apart from each other. When the proud Dragon Emperor spent hours with the girl, he began to use his powers to feed her by transferring energy through the mouth. Each kiss only drew Crystal deeper to the depths of love. For three days, the god and girl talked, kissed, and shared the most joyous moments that they could possible experience. Soon, the Dragon Emperor succumbed to his emotions and betrayed the purpose of his rebirth. He bestowed a Binding Kiss to Crystal. But such heaven could not continue. The gift bestows Crystal with great power, but Adam mysteriously vanishes. Will the magical binding kiss be enough for Crystal to overcome the shadows of treachery that lurk to slay her family? Will she reunite with the perfect stranger and find answers to the mysterious kiss? Will the Pray of the Dragon become the Partner? Dive into a tale of forbidden love, tragedy, betrayal, inherited destinies, and epic battles. Dive into a world of Wizardry and Will. A world of staves of magic and Swords of Power. Journey with Crystal as her life was forever changed when she was... Kissed by the Dragon Emperor.

Everyone’s fate is written in the stars. Except mine. I drew from the Deck like they told me. I felt the power stir. I saw the sky shift. And then—nothing. No boon. No curse. No avatar. They told me I lied. That no one draws and walks away unchanged. But something is watching. Something ancient. Something afraid. There’s a card missing from the Deck. A name erased from the constellations. And the further I dig, the more I see what the gods tried to hide: Fate isn’t broken. It was rigged. And I’m going to burn the stars to prove it.

‎Synopsis The Origin Of Conflict ‎ ‎The house of Varn and the house of Liora; parallel lines that should never meet. The descendants of Varn and the descendants of Liora; water and oil that should never mix. A trouble that started with the bittersweet love between Raeth Varn and Serenya Liora, one that they both struggled to maintain and fight for. ‎ ‎Betrayal and Curse ‎ ‎A struggle that went down the drain when Raeth Varn gave in to the darkness within him and betrayed his lover. A betrayal that got rewarded with a generational curse from Serenya Liora and a deep-rooted enmity between the house of Varn and the house of Liora. They became sworn enemies that are always at each other's throats. ‎ ‎Generational Enmity ‎ ‎An enmity that was fueled by both parties and passed down generations until the birth of Kael Varn and Elira Liora. ‎ ‎Kael Varn: A Heart of Goodness ‎ ‎Kael Varn; born into a family that feeds on darkness and grows in evil but with a heart different from others and with an affinity towards good deeds. This affinity of his that drew him to Elira Liora. ‎ ‎Elira Liora: A Warrior of Light ‎ ‎Elira Liora; born into a family that feeds on light and grows in good deeds, a family that hates evil and remains at loggerheads with the house of Varn. Trained to strike evil at every moment and never have something to do with those consumed by their darkness. ‎ ‎The Meeting and Choices ‎ ‎With Kael on his quest to prove that he's different from his family and that he can live without giving in to the darkness that dwells within them, he meets Elira who has been trained to fight any and every descendant of Varn. Elira strikes him down on their first meeting but along the line, she realizes there's more to him. ‎ ‎The Dilemma of Love ‎ ‎Kael must either choose to overcome the darkness within him and prove himself worthy of Elira's love while standing against his kindred or give in to blood ties and take over from his father. Elira must either choose to accept Kael and help him overcome the darkness within him while her kindred turns on her or perform her filial duty and lead the house of Liora. ‎ ‎Love and Prophecy ‎ ‎In a world torn by light and darkness, love is a risk neither of them can afford. But it may be the only force strong enough to break a curse or fulfill it. And with an evil prophecy that emerged in the heat of things, they have to choose between love or loyalty, curse or legacy Can the beast be tamed? Can they really work things out or will history repeat itself and end them both? ‎ ‎

*Prologue* The Korean air enveloped Sarah James like a foreign shroud. An 18-year-old Nigerian, she had never imagined herself in this world. The strict norms and expectations threatened to suffocate her, but her love for K-dramas and K-pop sparked a curiosity that refused to be extinguished. Her heart, once full of hope, had been shattered by Yong Jo-sang's betrayal. The memories still lingered; he broke her heart even before she gave it to him. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. In the library, Sarah's eyes met Hyun Min's, and her world shifted. The brooding introvert's piercing gaze drew her in, and she found herself captivated by his quiet strength. Their awkward encounter belied the depth of his character; he was being a jerk, he had swooped the book she wanted and was even cold about it. Sarah soon discovered a hidden charm that left her breathless. Yet, Hyun Min's life was a complex web of obligations and expectations. His parents had bound him to Na Yeon, a girl chosen for him. They were to get married when they reached their second year of college. But Na Yeon's reputation was about to take a devastating hit. Chuchu's jealousy had unleashed a scandal that would change everything. As compromising photos of Na Yeon going to a hotel surfaced online, Na Yeon was devastated, couldn't bear the shame, and ended her life. But in the aftermath of Na Yeon's tragic demise, a sinister plot unfolded. The woman who is claimed to be Hyun Min's mother, driven by a deep-seated hatred of Sarah, would stop at nothing to keep them apart. But as the truth began to unravel, a shocking revelation turned everything upside down: the woman was not Hyun Min's real mother, And Sarah's own life was about to get even more complicated - her friend, Racy, was revealed to be a spy, tasked with keeping tabs on her and reporting back to Hyun Min's fake mother. racy was also interested in hyun min,and to get him..she had to do all that dirty work as hyun min fake mother had promised. But Hyun Min's heart already belonged to Sarah, and he was resolute in his defiance. With the web of deceit and lies tightening around them, would their love prevail, or would the weight of family obligations and the darkness of the past tear them apart? but then again who was hyun min's mother?

Long before the world of Hugo Gyrfald ever drew breath, before time etched itself into linearity, three souls carved their names across dimensions: Caelumis, God of light, a mind unshackled by logic or fate; Narsimha, God of Combat, a warrior born of chaos and compassion; and Sylviora, Goddess of nature, the last seer of a dying plane, whose silence echoed louder than prophecy. Set in a higher realm than the one Hugo is in, Council of Gods unveils the forgotten era billions of years before the events of Reborn as Lazy Lord Destined to Doom. In a realm where mortals are myths and laws of existence are negotiated rather than obeyed, these three beings walk the precipice between collapse and ascension. As they navigate wars between dimensions, living concepts, and timeless trials, the trio is drawn toward the fabled Council of Gods, a force said to maintain cosmic equilibrium, presided over by a mystic entity that defies definition. No one knows whether it’s a god, a system, or something that simply is. But one thing is certain, entry to the council comes at a cost no one fully understands. Watch as the future gods of Hugo’s world face a reality where divinity isn’t gifted but earned, and sometimes... stolen. Here is the link to Reborn As Lazy Lord Destined to Doom: https://www.webnovel.com/book/reborn-as-lazy-lord-destined-to-doom_32252166600457705 Kindly check this novel out, I hope it will be to your liking as well.

Neuman was an ordinary person, driven by a single purpose: to earn a living. In a desperate bid to earn money, he joined a dangerous subjugation mission—a decision that cost him his life. But death was not the end of his story. Against all odds, another soul took over Neuman's lifeless body, awakening it once more. This new Neuman was unlike the man everyone had known. He seemed strangely detached. No matter how hard those around him tried, they could not bridge the emotional chasm that separated him from the world. Before being thrust into this unfamiliar existence, the soul was given a cryptic promise: by growing stronger and surviving the trials of this new world, he could unlock the memories of his past life. But the path was neither easy nor quick. The new Neuman pursued a far more personal and enigmatic goal. He wasn’t interested in reclaiming the memories of the body’s previous owner. Instead, he was fixated on uncovering the truth about his own soul. Who was he before this? What force brought him to this strange world, and why? Haunted by questions of identity and purpose, Neuman tried his best to uncover them. Each challenge he faced drew him closer to answers that could shatter everything—or bring clarity to his existence.

Jakarta, a bustling modern city, had suddenly become the stage for something far older than human history itself. Beneath the oppressive heat and the invisible veil of mist, something strange had begun to seep through—originating from a place that should have held nothing but knowledge: the National Library. Arsh, a young archaeologist whose life had long been haunted by the mystery of his father’s death, discovered a strange manuscript bearing the title Sefer Mezuyaf—The False Book—a tome that seemed to call out to him from beneath the ruins of time. Unknowingly, he had opened the way to something that should never have been touched—something so ancient that even history had chosen to forget it. Alongside his trusted companions—Chloe, the linguist; Yoru, the obsessive mathematician; Von, the seeker of forbidden knowledge; and Aria, the astronomer who watched stars no one had ever charted—Arsh began to unravel the secrets behind the cursed book. But with each word deciphered, with every symbol understood, they drew closer to the edge of madness. The book was no mere artifact. It was a key. A doorway to a fracture in reality—to voices that did not belong to this world. And night is coming. They do not yet know... That the moment the book was opened, something else awakened.

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

[Warning!!! Mature and Gore Content] Linfer, the Bloody Devil, plunged humanity into Armageddon. His power was so devastating that it shook even the mightiest of his era. But his arrogance drew the attention of the ruling entity of the universe. His soul is cast into the past, into the body of a wretched being: the Devourer, a creature meant to terrify the children of destiny… yet he was actually weak compared to the monsters of this mythical era. To survive, he has only one option: Embrace the path of seduction. Build his harem while taming this vile Devourer ~ *** Additional tags: Romance,Beautiful female lead, Enemies to lovers, Harem, R18, Lemons, Cultivation, Smut, Gore, MILF, Yanderes (from weak to strong), Action, Netori, Goddesses, Mythology, Sadistic, Misunderstanding, Female dominant, Tsundere, Villain MC, Mysterious Past No Yuri/No NTR PS: The romance is a bit slow; I plan to develop the relationships thoroughly. The female leads won’t be treated like Pokémon. 100 PS: 1 bonus chapter 200 PS: 3 bonus chapters 300 PS: 5 bonus chapters.

--WSA 2025 Entry-- Mallory, the illegitimate daughter of a nobleman, has been shrouded in misfortune since birth. Abandoned by her mother and discarded by her father, she is forced to survive on the dangerous streets of Lurris Kingdom. For years, she's scavenges for food and avoided danger, until she trains a pack of stray dogs to beg from nobles. Her luck seems to change when she obtains a single gold coin, enough to sustain her for a year. However, this newfound fortune becomes the catalyst for her downfall. {Congratulations! You've awakened an unlucky system} A voice echoed in her head as she drew her last breath — Fate, however, has other plans for her. Mallory awakens in another world with a mysterious system, reborn as Celina- The only human in a world of monsters. Raised by dragon, elves, trolls and others creatures lurking in the shadow. She is molded into a weapon, trained to bring ruin to those who wronged her. Ding! {Name: Celina Sawyer} {Title: Enemies of humans} "Humans? Maybe I can get exact my revenge!" She swore to herself. Determined to return to the human world, Celina finds way- only to be thrown into an elite academy where nobles reigns supreme. She has two choices: reveal her strength and be treated with fear and respect, or... Endure torture and keep her powers hidden in an academy filled with secrets. But, no matter what stand in her way, nothing will stop her from getting revenge. She is the strongest! She is the enemy! And in a world that fears her very existence, Celina must decide- will she be their destruction or their salvation? . . -To clarify- - This is a female main character book, with action. - Of course, there would be some romance and 10% ecchi. It is definitely not smut or harem. - It is going to be a long book with more than 500 chapters. Please, look forward to it. - Please, please, please... Leave reviews and comments. Support me with gifts and golden tickets to get more updates and chapters. Thank you, please... Begin your adventure with Celina... Tee-hee (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Haha, this is just for fun, inconsistency is my worse friend and best enemy but I’ll most likely do every two weeks. The cover is indeed ai because I couldn’t find any artists that drew dragons in the style I liked. if I find any digital artists that draw pretty dragons I’ll definitely change it! open to any suggestions I’m also open to any suggestions for the storyline, although it probably won’t be rushed it. I like natural flowing stories~

Edward's touch was gentle yet electrifying as he drew Seutsui closer, his lips seeking hers with a hunger that mirrored her own. As their mouths met in a fervent kiss, a rush of heat surged between them. With a tender caress, Edward's tongue traced the curve of Seutsui's lips, seeking entrance to the depths of her being. As she parted her lips in silent invitation, he delved inside, their tongues entwining with desire.  *** He crouched down to my height and sighed. " Listen here, muffin," he began, his tone gentle yet firm "I wish I could tell you, but I think it's better if we wait for Saitous. So now, be a good girl and stop worrying so much, okay?" There was no room for Argument yet his voice... I didn't feel the reliance I always felt when he talked. He gently patted my hair and walked towards his room. This is worrying me more and more... "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" A lost princess unravels her hidden truth, setting forth on a courageous journey to reclaim her birthright. "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" chronicles the tale of hushed longings echoing through the challenging path she forges. With a delicate yet determined spirit, the princess stands resolute in fighting for her and her people. Amidst the thorns, the only confidant she had and wanted yet struggled to keep was a possessive and potent man whose love was clouded by warmth just for her. Why should she struggle? Who would dare to touch her with him beside her? Who would dare to take her from him? As she grapples with her own conflicted emotions will she be able to survive two people? One in whom she finds her solace and where she planted her love and one who claims her as his yet dare to be so cruel to her. Can she navigate the treacherous path to her rights while finding warmth in the most unexpected places? Content Warning: Attention Readers: This is a work of fiction intended to transport you to another dimension of storytelling. However, it may ventures into dark romance, exploring themes such as abuse, graphic fantasies, captivity, violence, and non-consensual acts. Please be aware that these themes are depicted in a graphic manner. Characters and incidents in this book are purely products of the author's imagination and are works of fiction. While sweet romance is also present, it's imperative not to disregard this warning. If you find certain content distressing or triggering, take the necessary steps to prioritize your mental well-being. Your emotional health is paramount, and it's perfectly acceptable to opt out of reading if you feel uncomfortable. Thank you for your understanding and consideration.

Alexis an outcast, a “Hunted” yet able to hide under their noses, desiring to live at every cost. Even if it meant pretending to be a man. But she was also once one of the moon goddess’s three pillars. She was in charge of assigning mates, but her curiosity into what it would feel like to have a mate, to fall in love was considered a breach of rules. The goddess’s three pillars do not fall in love! It was forbidden. So she was sentenced, removed and reduced to the status of a mere werewolf. Her memories were wiped and she no longer knew what she once was, not even after her rebirth. In a world of werewolves where shifting was a must, what would happen to her? A girl who never shifted? Never manifested. What would she do now, suddenly having found herself struck with a heat cycle—something she had never once experienced. She was abnormal, never manifested, yet, there she stood in the middle of hundreds of guests drowning in her sudden heat that one way or the other drew his attention. Keelion Fane. The one who should have never known. He is the leader of the pack, but he is feared—said to be cold-hearted and cruel. He is an alpha who hasn’t found his mate for so long that he had no choice but to find a substitute. But Alexis was stuck. With nowhere to run, in his grasp. She…was doomed.

"The more you run, the more desperate I am to have you, my rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room .His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding.He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant.The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while and now the hunt begins, sweetheart, there is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.