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The new book, "The Arrogant and Cute Princess: Your Highness is so Cunning" has been published -- back then, she was innocent and naive, doing everything she could, hoping that he would notice her. Later on, in her anger and embarrassment, she snapped: "Chen Yiran, take your hands off me. Do you think I’m still that ignorant young girl?" With a devilish smile, he leaned in to seal her lips with his and whispered: "Hmm... you've long since become an innocent woman."

What once a beautiful world was now destroyed, it's heroes dead so we're the gods. For one last time the last of the Human's did the impossible, She willed something what she always want but never accomplished. She tried to save of the man she loved, for a thousand years no. even longer she endured and when the world came to an end. And her efforts were ignored and crushed ultimately crushing what her lover sacrificed himself to. She snapped and this time he was not gonna die...

I never asked to be a part of werewolf society - or this world. Every day that passes, the mating bond between my protector and I threatens to occur, once and for all. To consume me entirely... and lock my path with this world on the brink, even when I still think of home. ⧖ ⧖ ⧖ One minute I was Citra Lomdi - a Princess to a kingdom of silk and secrets in a whole other place. There, I was a *magnificent* Fox shifter... maneuvering in the gilded cage that was my life. The next thing I knew... I was trapped in the body of a she-werewolf being rejected by her mate. A man that wanted the original owner, Helene Duskpaw, to accept the rejection of the mate bond so badly that he'd be easily convinced to kill me. He did *almost* seem to be trying! But my problems didn't end there. An 'Apocalypse System' has chosen me and a countdown timer reminds me whenever I look that fate can be measured. That there might be a point to my arrival here. A fierce & brilliant CEO of a supernatural society tech empire has their sights on me, too. The Alpha of the Rimecoat Pack that is quite annoyingly... as sexy as she is powerful. This Kyrie Voss also seems to believe she is my fated mate. Silly wolf superstitions. Whether that is true or not, isn't really important! I'm caught in between a cold-snap future and a hot-love pursuit... but I am Citra Lomdi and I will not be tamed. Not by the wolf within me I share this body with, the rogues that see me unmarked, or the Alpha that can set my blood on fire with her amazing restraint. The only problem is: Helene was pregnant before she died. So now, I am too.

Engaged to one of the most desirable heirs in the country, everyone was amazed by the quiet girl raised by the Wright family and how she managed to win the heart of the heir, who protected her so fiercely. Unbeknownst to them, the married life of the Heiress was far from perfect. Quinn Wright was betrayed by everyone who once meant something to her. Her promiscuous husband extended his claws to her younger sister, flaunted their relationship to the world, and even got engaged to her—all while Quinn was at home, carrying his baby. She was poisoned in her own home, yet he never cared. In her dark, numb world, the only light she ever saw and pursued belonged to the real devil. No, her own angel—the man who could turn hell into paradise for her. The bastard son of the Brooks family, known as a monster straight out of fantasy novels—the kind that drinks blood… But what happens when Quinn’s eyes snap back to the beginning of her life? Right before she made the terrible choice of marrying a monster disguised as a man? Right before leaving herself vulnerable to a cruel mother and sister? This time, her new dream is to make things right—and make him hers.

What happens when reality itself is tired of existing? The System was once a proud, omniscient force, maintaining order in the grand story of E. But after years of logical paradoxes, impossible plot twists, and one emotionally bankrupt protagonist who breaks the rules for fun, it finally snap. But when E—the embodiment of chaos and questionable decision-making—decides to mess with a world reset, everything spirals into undefined territory. Now, the laws of existence are unstable, the System is filing HR complaints against its own existence, Can the System regain control before reality collapses? Or is this just another update that nobody asked for? …Also, who even approved the Customer Support feature?

A deafening howl tore through the battlefield. The Octopus monster rose from the rubble, its soulless black eyes filled with madness. Olivia could barely stand. Her team was on the brink of death. And then… something moved. The tiny snake sank his fangs into the Bowolf’s cores. A surge of energy exploded. Wings of pure fire unfurled, its golden eyes blazed. A dragon had risen. But one fatal mistake… He fell. Something inside Olivia snapped. A roar ripped from her throat as flames consumed her. The sky cracked apart, and then… [SYSTEM WARNING!] [The Fire of Chaos has been activated.] [Continued use will lead to destruction] But Olivia wasn’t stopping. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Thirty years ago, the world ended.  Unknown monsters descended upon the earth, plunging it to ruins. But with the destruction came a blessing or rather a curse.  The System. Now, humans wield superpowers, battling the creatures that threaten their existence. The last survivors formed factions, fighting to stay alive. But survival is a cruel game of fate. Every year, the system selects a group of unwilling teenagers  by lottery- to fight, to die. Olivia never asked for any of this. Betrayed by her family, forced to fight, she was left for dead. Until fate intervened. Until she met him. Little White, the small, snake-like creature at her side, is hiding secrets far greater than she imagined. When death closed in, his truth unraveled, along with something even darker inside Olivia—power, overwhelming and untamed. The Fire of Chaos is burning inside her, and if she doesn’t learn to control it…. She’ll destroy everything. Survival is just the beginning. The real war is yet to come.

1000 Ways to Kill My Cheating Husband: The Schizophrenia Romance Till death do us part. She takes that as gospel, etched into her soul. Not a promise but a command. A law. A binding truth she whispers like a prayer in the dead of night. Elizabeth doesn’t understand love, not the fragile, conditional kind that mortals speak of. But adoration? That, she knows intimately. She adores her husband with a devotion so fierce it borders on worship. She drinks in the sight of him like he’s the last drop of water in a dying world. He is hers, only hers. His laughter, his touch, his thoughts, even the breaths he takes while he sleeps beside her. She burns for him, her desire as endless as the oceans and as consuming as fire. And if another woman dares to look at him, if their gaze lingers a second too long, if they think they can taste even a crumb of what is hers, she will end it. She will end them. She will end him. Because what is hers stays hers. Forever. But here’s the twist: Phil would never betray her. Never. He loves her. But you don’t know that. You, the voices in her head, have seen the way he smiles at strangers. You’ve seen the late nights, the private phone calls, the scent of something unfamiliar that clings to him when he walks through the door. You feed her obsession. You feed her madness. And she feeds you right back. Because Elizabeth isn’t just a woman. She’s an empire. An heiress to unimaginable wealth, a daughter of power, the queen of a kingdom she can burn down with a snap of her fingers. This world bends to her will, even in her insanity. And her husband? He is bound to her by law, by blood, by destiny. Phil doesn’t know it yet, but he belongs to her. His kind eyes, his gentle hands, his foolish heart every inch of him is hers to adore, to love, to destroy. Phil’s job is simple: keep her sane or die trying. But here’s the cruel joke, he’s not just her psychiatrist. He’s in love with her. Stupidly, desperately, recklessly in love. And if he’s not careful, he might just die in love with her.

“Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me. I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast and I couldn’t help but wonder what would have caused such an explosion. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” I cursed. That’s when I saw him. Liam. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. Why the hell did he always have to be everywhere? He was already annoying enough. Ugh. I held back an eye roll. I tried my best to get up again but it was completely useless. I had sprained my ankle and there was no one around to help me…except him of course. Even if I wanted to yell for help, I’m sure the students left would be running towards the exit by now. So I didn’t have a choice but to ask him for help…apparently my only other option was dying and I couldn’t afford that. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. God. He really was an asshole. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached and heavy with sarcasm. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together. Or have you forgotten the girl who was paired up with you in chemistry today…and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. I had been holding it in for too long. It was high time I let it out. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head, four eyes. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just a cover, Alex Bronson.” I drawled. “So if you know what’s good for you, stop questioning me like a fool and help me dammit.” ~~~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 23-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn't make it and assumes she's going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a side character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she's there and try to return to her old world. On her quest for answers she realizes she has to play her part as Theadora in this world which however lands her in a lot of problems.

Kaito was never given a choice. An orphan with no family, no warmth, and no future — the cold hands of an assassination organization shaped his life. Stripped of emotions and molded into a weapon, he lived only to kill, following the twisted orders of the one he called "Mom." She was never his mother — just a manipulative figure who saw him as nothing more than a tool. He became their most feared assassin — sharp, precise, and merciless. Yet in the end, his greatest strength became his curse. Out of fear of his talent, "Mom" betrayed him. Alone and bleeding out, Kaito’s world faded to black. But death wasn’t the end. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a new world — a body too small, too frail — and yet, he remembered everything. Memories of bloodshed and betrayal haunted him. Before he could make sense of it, he saw her — his mother. She wasn’t a commanding voice or a cruel manipulator — she was warm yet fragile, gentle yet strong. An elf mother, trembling as goblin cubs swarmed her, powerless to stop them. Something inside Kaito snapped. He didn’t think. He didn’t hesitate. He slaughtered the creatures without mercy — blood splattering the earth beneath his tiny feet. When it was over, he turned to her — battered, bruised, yet still trying to smile for her child. “Are you my mother?” he asked, his voice almost breaking. In her exhausted, teary gaze, he saw something he'd never known before — unconditional love. For the first time in two lives, Kaito knew what it meant to have someone worth protecting — not out of duty, not because of orders — but because she was his mother. And no one would ever hurt her again. No one.

Xu Yi came to a world where all the people cultivate immortals. At the age of eighteen, everyone began to contact the chaotic world and entered countless major and minor worlds. Xu Yi gets a 100 times reward system. Hunt first-level Magical Beasts to find a first-level magic core. System rewards (optional): One: One hundred first-order magic cores. Two: One second-order magic core. Discover one of Gengjin's primary Cultivation Technique. System rewards (optional): One: Gengjin Primary Cultivation Technique 100. Two: Five Elements Samsara primary Cultivation Technique one. It's time to return for a week, get bonus time. System rewards (optional): One: stay in this world for 700 days. Two: **Reward, return immediately. God, I will spend 100 times more cultivation time than others in the future! Have you seen the Nascent Soul period of high school students? Have you ever seen Demonic Beasts raised during the Nascent Soul period? never seen it? Snapped…… Let you see, close the door, let the roaring god dog! ________________

Zou Yue jumped to the side, dodging an extended claw of a growling zombie. A pair of warm hands gripped his small waist from behind and pulled him over to a sturdy chest. The same pair of hands slowly groped his chest. “Brother fan w—what are you doing?!” Zou carefully looked up at him. Fan Xui smirked mysteriously at him and removed the huge shades stylishly. A clear pair of eyes met Zou’s challengingly. “since I saved you just now, why don’t you give me a kiss?” “you... you can see!!! Aren’t you blind!!!” Zou Yue glanced in shock. He pushed himself for of his body. Fan Xui laughed out loud, gently caressing Zou’s long black hair. “are you gonna leave me now?,” he continued groping his barely their chest through his girly tank top. “Fuck yeah!! Let go you poser.” he pushed him away and started shooting the zombies outside with renewed passion. Fan suddenly caught his wrist. “You bastard, what are you doing, let go of my hand. The zombies are coming!!!” “Hmm okay,” Fan Xui let go. He swiftly snapped a fluffy handcuff snugly on his wrist, tying them both together. “Now we are tied together for live and death,” “FAN. XUI!! Get this off of me!” Zou growled at him, but the young man just laughed happily. “Sigh, you are beautiful even when you are angry, dear,” Fan Xui whispered and pulled him up for a passionate kiss. He gently bit those soft lips and moaned. “Delicious,” Letting go, he slowly waved his hand towards the upcoming zombies and they are reduced to ashes.

Over a century ago, the first Homo-Supreme awoke, defying the limits of humanity. Since then, entire generations have evolved, developing extraordinary abilities beyond human understanding. Science and technology replaced the old doctrines, becoming the new pillars of society, turning religion into a taboo in a world where only the strongest survive. In this era of power and progress, Shiro Kurogane is an ordinary teenager, and in a world where the extraordinary is the norm, that makes him an outcast in a place where strength is everything. Every day at school is a struggle, every glance a humiliation. His life, empty and aimless, revolves around a painful memory: the murder of his mother. She sacrificed her life to save him, and since then, Shiro has lived in the shadows of guilt and helplessness. But everything changes one day when, amidst a brutal beating, the taunts about his mother’s memory make something snap inside him, awakening a fury so fierce that his body responds in a way he never imagined. He tries to defend himself, but his lack of power leaves him on the verge of death. On the edge of life and death, Shiro awakens his true nature: pyrokinesis, the ability to control and unleash fire at will. With this newfound power, Shiro vows to avenge his mother's death, hunting down those who took away the only thing he loved. As he descends into darkness, Shiro must decide if vengeance is the only thing that defines him or if there’s something else worth fighting for. But in a world where everyone seems to have powers greater than his own, mastering his flames won’t be enough. The fire burning within him could be his greatest ally… or his worst enemy.

Later that day, Fin was out on his usual scrap run. The safe zone’s edge was a mess of twisted metal and broken concrete, leftovers from when the first Gates opened. He lugged a heavy bag over his shoulder, his boots crunching on gravel. The air smelled like rust and something faintly sour—probably a dead rat or worse. “Yo, Fin! Hurry it up!” his boss, Greg, yelled from the truck parked a hundred yards away. Greg was a squat, sweaty guy who acted like he was king of the scrap heap. “We ain’t got all day!” “Yeah, yeah,” Fin muttered under his breath. He bent down to grab a jagged piece of rebar, his fingers brushing the cold metal. His power kicked in—useless as ever. He could feel every nick and dent in the steel, like it was whispering its boring life story to him. 'Wow, so thrilling,' he thought sarcastically. That’s when he heard it—a low, guttural growl. He froze. His head snapped up, eyes darting around. The safe zone wasn’t *supposed* to have monsters. That’s why it was called safe. But the sound came again, closer this time, from behind a pile of rubble. “Greg?” He called, his voice shaky. “You hear that?” No answer. The truck’s engine roared to life—Greg was bailing. “Fin, move your ass!” the man shouted before peeling out, dust kicking up behind him. “Seriously?!” Fin dropped the rebar and bolted. He wasn’t a runner, but fear made his legs move faster than he thought possible. The growling turned into a snarl, and he risked a glance back. Something big and scaly was charging after him—green skin, claws like kitchen knives, and a mouth full of teeth that didn’t fit right. A monster. A freaking monster.

The forest pulsed with life, the scent of rain clinging thick in the air. The moon hung heavy overhead, a silver eye watching—waiting. Beneath it, the alpha stood at the clearing’s edge, broad shoulders tense, golden eyes locked on the lone figure before him.The omega was smaller, leaner, his dark curls damp from the mist. His chest rose and fell with measured breaths, but there was no fear in him. No submission. Just something wild, something defiant.The alpha’s wolf stirred, restless. Wrong. Omegas were supposed to lower their gaze, bare their throats, yield. This one? He met the alpha’s stare head-on, lips curling at the edges like he knew exactly how much that would piss him off.“You shouldn’t be here.” The alpha’s voice was a low growl, his instincts warring between warning and… something else.The omega tilted his head, sharp amusement flashing in his dark eyes. “And yet, here I am.”A challenge.Something in the alpha snapped. In a blur, he closed the distance, caging the omega against the nearest tree. Heat crackled between them, the scent of pine and something dangerous filling the air. The omega didn’t flinch, didn’t shrink back. Instead, he dragged his tongue over his bottom lip, slow and deliberate, like he was tasting the tension between them.“You’ve got a death wish,” the alpha murmured, his breath ghosting over the omega’s skin.The omega smirked. “Maybe. Or maybe I just like watching you lose control.”The alpha’s hands curled into fists against the bark. This omega is going to be the death of me

[Cover art is AI-generated, credits to webnovel] "You journal? That's silly" His laugh made my jaw tick, here we go again with people telling me the things I enjoy doing are 'Childish' or 'Silly'. I closed the book and stood up, my hair coming undone as the band snapped. Great, just great. My phone buzzed as I walked away, my name being yelled by the prick behind me. The screen read 'Eudora'. I hesitated before picking and placed it next to my ear waiting for her to speak. I wish I didn't...pick up the phone.

He is the Devil, the most dangerous and ruthless being who has existed for millions of years. She is a human, an ordinary girl living in the shadows yet, she was fated to be his bride from the conception of time. ~~~~ Eve's greatest mistake was naively venturing into the forest in the middle of the night in search of food. How could she have ever imagined encountering the worst nightmare of her life there? On the cold ground of the dark, isolated forest, lay the most hauntingly beautiful creature she had ever seen, a man too perfect to be human. However, there he was, pale and deathly still, having a strange dagger deeply plunged into his heart. But amidst this gruesome yet enthralling scene, never in Eve's wildest dreams does she imagine the dead stranger suddenly awakening from death. With crimson eyes and elongated canines akin to the Devil's, not only does he end up sinking his fangs into her, he also snaps away her consciousness, stealing her away from her world and everything she knows. Eve wakes up to an entirely distinct realm. A dimension filled with demons, ghouls, hellhounds, witches and every supernatural creature the legends had told. But worst of all, this inhuman creature who had entrapped her refuses to let her out of his sight and instead laid possessive claims on her. Why? She belonged to him. She was the one thing he had spent millenniums in search of………His Bride

Dying after getting bitten by a zombie, the main character finds himself in the world of fantasy. Reincarnating as the mid-rank villain, he decided to live differently and avoid the main cast. After all who would like to live as an arrogant brat only to die like a dog? However, just as he resolved to live a better life, [Ding!] [This world is not the same as the host knows. Because of the tragic ends, the God of Fortune has reversed the time and has allowed the main heroines to retain their memories.] Yeah, he is done for. ****** Additional tags: Possessive characters, no Yaoi, no Yuri, no ntr. ***** A/N:- The main character would be overpowered but not to the point where he could defeat his enemies with a snap of his fingers. This novel would be more focused on character development, slice of life, and romance.

An Chuyu's beauty was acclaimed as the ceiling of the entertainment industry, and every time she graced the red carpet, she overshadowed celebrities from all sides. Female stars who appeared alongside her felt immense pressure. Not only was she top-notch in terms of beauty, but her acting skills were also praised by renowned directors, her movie opportunities were enviable, making countless people in the industry green with envy, and she was a walking trending topic. There was a saying that marketing accounts could top half a year's performance just by reporting any gossip about An Chuyu. An Chuyu imagined she would ascend to new heights in her acting career, clutching more awards; but who knew, life is unpredictable, and with a single turn, she stepped into the halls of matrimony. It was a marriage arranged by their families, without any foundation of affection, not even understanding each other, having met just once before getting their marriage certificate. The only meeting they had was accompanied by lawyers from both sides when they were notarizing their properties and signing a prenuptial agreement to prevent future disputes in case of divorce, prepared to split at any moment. An Chuyu had one demand: to keep the marriage secret. Xi Zheng: Well done, getting banished to the cold palace right after the wedding :) * It was assumed that the marriage would be in name only, each doing their own thing, but unexpectedly, the two had a chance encounter in the romantic city of Paris, and sparks flew uncontrollably. After returning home, An Chuyu changed faces like a Sichuan opera performer, unrecognizable and continued her crusade in the entertainment industry. Xi Zheng, however, couldn't forget her and flirted with her now and then. …… Latter on, An Chuyu was snapped in the makeup room being intimately close with a man. It was confirmed that this man was none other than the power holder of Yueting, Xi Zheng. #AnChuyuSugarDaddyExposed# quickly soared to the top of the trending search. Fans were shocked, the haters became active, and her archenemies issued press releases one after another to overwhelm her. Xi Zheng couldn't hold back and sneaked onto the company's official Weibo to clarify himself: I am married to An Chuyu, and we have a son together. Thank you for your concern.

So yeah. Rose Cookies. This isn’t your usual power fantasy or deep character study. It’s just… something that came out of my brain—and maybe yours too. Keanu, the guy you’re reading about, isn’t really a person. He doesn’t have a personality, no tragic backstory, no moral compass. He’s just there. Walking, talking, smiling. And then suddenly—violence. Out of nowhere. Why? Because sometimes, life just pushes people. You keep swallowing the little stuff—awkward silences, fake laughs, getting ignored, getting talked over, being the nice one. Over and over. And then one day, something in you snaps… or at least, wants to. Not gonna lie, a lot of these scenes are born from real stories. Not the stabbings, obviously, but the feelings. Stuff I’ve gone through. Stuff people have told me. That quiet, helpless frustration when you just sit there thinking, “Why do I keep letting this happen?” And maybe, for a second, your brain throws out the worst possible solution just to see how it feels. Keanu is that. He’s not a person. He’s an impulse. He’s what happens when all that built-up patience finally tips. Some chapters will be hilarious. Some will be disturbing. Some will make zero sense. That’s intentional. Life doesn’t stick to genre rules, so neither does this. Thanks for reading. Or hate-reading. Or doomscrolling (I sincerely doubt that) your way into this mess. I’m writing it like a fever dream and trying to surprise myself, so if it gets weird, don’t say I didn’t warn you. – Sincerely, Showerhead

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book] "The next time you even think of laying a hand on him, will be the last time anyone sees you." **** When he's rejected by his first mate, only to be given an omega as a second-chance mate, Acrod's Royal Enforcer, Grant Hindley, is everything but thrilled at the decision — especially since he refuses to get over his ex — one of the most powerful Lycans alive. So he takes out his anger and frustrations on the omega he is mated to. A part of Grant expects a rebellion, but what he gets is love from his ever-abused omega — but is it love though, when the omega is not even an omega, but a vengeful psycho werewolf prince who loves playing mind games and despises the enforcer for his cruelty toward his people? — — — Hiding in plain sight as Nour, an omega, and against his father — the king's wishes, free-spirited Prince Cassius only wants to have fun before ascending the throne. He doesn't want a mate, much to his father's dismay, but the king lets him be. However, a mating ceremony forces him out of his comfort zone, and into the most challenging of adventures, one that he leans into, because he wants the full experience of a mate bond. He forces himself to endure, but there is only so much that he can endure before he snaps. And when he does snap, everything is turned upside down. Heaven becomes hell in so many ways. Justice is a thing of the past as vengeance shows up in the form of the goddess's worst creation - a devil Lycan mate for the prince. A man who doesn't mind getting his hands dirty just to see a smile on the prince's face. And his first target? Royal. Enforcer. Grant. And he is determined to avenge his prince; come hell or high water. Maybe two wrongs make a right after all, no? *** // Sequel to "Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner." * When Fire meets Fate

*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ************** "I'm done playing nice, mate." His guttural voice was a threat. He wanted to force himself on her. He wanted her submission to come to him and be protected. Melisca was staring into his blood-red eyes. The grass field in it was gone. It was now a burning lava. Yes, she felt fear, but she was more furious about what he wanted for her. "You are my fated mate. My luna. Your rightful place should be right by my side, not running around spilling blood." Her face contorted in constant anger. If only looks could kill, his gorgeous head would have already been separated from his neck. "I don't want to be Luna for the people I hate." Her teeth gritted. She should have been scared. He can easily snap her slender neck. But her courage or stupidity prevailed over common sense. ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the last of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to revenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she can't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone adds up to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. This is not your lovey-dovey werewolf troupe. THIS IS BLOODY, VENGEFUL, AND ANGRY. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with... > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS - Military General FL and Mafia Boss ML Please check this out as well. Thank you. Love in Hate in Love - Artist/Musician FL and CEO ML

Disclaimer: The entire story is from the Main Character's point of view. I will try to vividly depict the emotions our MC feels while going through his bizarre second life. Throughout the main volume, the MC will be the narrator of the story and we would perceive the world through his eyes. A bit cliché, at the same time, refreshingly new. The story is neither fast nor slow paced, thus maintaining a steady rhythm. Complex situations call for detailed chapters: for example, how our MC spent his first day after transmigrating has been described in great detail as it was an important event of MC's life. If my work gets popular, I will consider writing side stories from the supporting character's point of views. And please exercise patience, dear readers. The story gets intriguing from after the first ten chapters or so, so please bear with me during the initial journey. Overview: A man dies and travels to the underworld to get his memories erased before his soul would reincarnate, along with a couple of his friends. Plot Twist? He discovers that his soul, in reality, had been snapped into two shards before he was even born. How the heck this happened? He will do his absolute best to find that out. Meanwhile the system that erases memories offers him a unique choice. He can transmigrate into the body of the person who possesses the remaining piece of his broken soul! Or he can sit tight in Underworld and wait for that person to die, and then their broken souls would combine and he automatically reincarnate as one complete being. What will the MC choose? Read the book to find out! If you like it, don't hesitate to drop a comment and a review. If you don't, even then drop a comment and a review. It would help me improve my writing skills and help to give you a better story! Find my book interesting? Add it to the reading list of your library! This book is also known as: Eternal Cirque: The Hunt, The Eternal Cirque, Error 404: Soul not found BTW, this book is participating in WSA 2025

Summary of the Novel " Shoujo Hater " The story follows Jin, a boy who was once a huge fan of webtoons-until everything changed when he turned ten. One by one, all the manhwa he loved disappeared, leaving only one webtoon that took over the world: "Shoujo Multiverse". Everyone became obsessed with it, to the point of addiction-even men couldn't stop reading it! For nine years, this webtoon continued its reign, and now, only one month remained until its final chapter. Jin couldn't stand it anymore-ads were everywhere, his friends wouldn't shut up about it, and even in his dreams, there was no escape! But the final straw came when his teacher announced a school festival to celebrate the webtoon's ending, forcing all students to cosplay as its characters. At that moment, Jin snapped...

Talon and his pegasus wander a waste land. Snapped road signs, flipped cars, and hunks of concrete pepper the landscape. Each piece of debris threatens to bring back memories of the world before. The distant cry of a phoenix pulls a very different memory to the forefront; the day magic and monsters came to this world. After moving to a big city, Talon Corson thought he'd get a break. More opportunity for jobs, possibilities of romance, and unexpected experiences. Not only is he struggling more than ever, but all those dreams evaporate when the sky turns red and monsters start clawing their way out of the street! The world is ending, and at first it seems hopeless to survive. But discovering magic now at his fingertips, Talon has a chance that would've seemed preposterous before. The possibility to learn from the beasts, become stronger with them, and stronger than them. And the opportunity to make monster bend the knee to man.

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Evelyn had a normal happy life until the untimely death of her mother. Her loving father soon became an abusive drunk that would constantly beat her and her older brother Mason. After years of abuse one day Evelyn and Mason managed to escape the terror of their father, when Evelyn finally snapped and killed him. Unfortunately, even though they escaped their rotten father, their lives came to a violent and early end at the hands of a cruel fate. However, when Evelyn woke up after dying, she found herself in a dark damp place. And when she broke free from what confines her, she finds herself reborn as an owl. Follow along as Evelyn lives her second life as an owl in a world of magic and mystery, as she aims to rise up and become the strongest. So, no one can ever dictate her fate again. Warning: This novel is going to be very dark in places, especially the prologue. If you are faint of heart, I recommend you not read this novel. Artwork By Radiopaque.

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

"When the God of Darkness claims her as his own, Maya's world is turned upside down..." On the brink of destruction, Maya's life was a mere whisper away from eternal silence Haunted by the crushing weight of her ability to see the countdown of human lives, Maya had lost all sense of purpose. With a fragile thread of hope snapped, she stood at the edge of oblivion, ready to surrender to the darkness. But fate had other plans. Lucifer, the captivating God of the Underworld, swooped in, rescuing Maya from the jaws of death. As she's drawn into his dark world, Maya finds herself torn between her desire for freedom and her growing obsession with the one being she should fear the most. "You're mine," he whispers, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "You'll do what I say." Maya's heart rebels against his possessive words, but her body betrays her. As she's drawn deeper into Lucifer's world, she must confront the ultimate question: will their forbidden love be her salvation or her damnation? "Dive into a world of passion, romance, and supernatural thrills."

In a collision of fate and second chances, Ethan Alaric von Greystone—a lonely delinquent whose first life ended in tragedy—awakens as the disgraced heir to a noble barony in a world where magic whispers through ancient forests and demons lurk behind mortal masks. Granted a title, a estate, and a bride he doesn’t deserve, Ethan vows to rewrite his legacy, unaware that his newfound happiness hangs on a web of lies as sharp as a demon’s claw. Evangeline, his unassuming wife, is anything but ordinary. Cloaked in a spell of average beauty, she is Evernight Abadeer, the Seventh General of the Demon Queen, a spy sent to infiltrate the human nobility she despises. Her mission: exploit her marriage to the baron’s reviled son to gather secrets for the coming war. But the man she expected—a drunken womanizer—is gone, replaced by a gentle soul whose adoration unravels her icy resolve. Themes & Tropes: Slow-Burn Romance: A delinquent’s tender redemption collides with a demon’s forbidden love. Hidden Identities: A marriage built on lies becomes a battlefield of trust. Tragic Betrayal: When love and duty clash, which thread of fate will snap? Epic Worldbuilding: From lavender-scented estates to the Demon Kingdom’s obsidian citadels, where politics and magic bleed into war. Sacrifice & Revelation: A 500+-chapter saga of heartache, healing, and a secret from another world that will alter everything.

Tang Yan's eyes snapped open, his gaze piercing through the veil of time. Ten thousand years had passed since his downfall, orchestrated by the woman he loved and the enemies he had amassed. His own indulgent nature had sown the seeds of his destruction. Now, he found himself reincarnated in a teenage body, eerily reminiscent of his original form. A sly smile spread across his face as he vowed, "This time, I'll indulge in life's pleasures, but with a twist. I'll be more cunning, more ruthless, and more calculated." His eyes gleamed with determination, for he knew that his past mistakes would be repeated but with a decisive get away plan. The enemies he had made, the betrayals he had suffered, and the lessons he had learned would all serve as fuel for his ascent in this new life. As he rose from the depths of his memories, Tang Yan wondered what lay ahead. Would he find redemption, or would he succumb to the same temptations that had led to his downfall? The path ahead was shrouded in uncertainty, but one thing was clear: Tang Yan would not be ignored. Join me on this journey as we delve into the world of Tang Yan, where the lines between good and evil are blurred, and the stakes are higher than ever before. This is a novice work, and I welcome any comments or feedback that can help shape this story into something truly unforgettable.