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Not A Cinderella Tale

"Aaa!" Cassandra was shocked and screamed as she woke beside a strange man. To make matters worse, the man was shirtless, and she was only wearing underwear. 'What's going on, why is he sleeping with me?' "Morning, sweetheart!" The man beside Cassandra greeted her. Cassandra gasped, shook her head, and pushed the man to the ground. "Hey, what are you doing in my bed? Are you trying to harass me? Get out of here!" Cassandra pointed her index finger at the door. 'I married him? Who is that man? How can I be married to him?' Cassandra thought to herself as she lifted the blanket slowly and saw a red stain on the sheet. "How can we get married? I don't know you at all, and this seems to be our first meeting," asked Cassandra, who still couldn't hide her surprise. Charles looked deeply into Cassandra's green eyes. "Have you forgotten what happened last night? You even went so far as to ask me not to leave." ….……….. Cassandra immediately ran into the house, not caring that she now came with Charles. She also continued to shout Vivian's name because she was worried that something had happened to her half-sister. Cassandra's father slaps her immediately. "Dad, why did you slap me? What did I do?" asked Cassandra while holding her cheeks, which were now burning. Geoffry, Cassandra's father, only glanced sarcastically at his biological daughter. "You still ask what you did? Did I raise and finance you to be a slut?" --------- Cassandra Miller never knew she was being set up by her half-sister Vivian Hartley at a nightclub. Vivian mixed stimulants in Cassandra's drink to get her drunk and ended up in bed with a random guy. Vivian's trap worked, and Cassandra married a stranger in Las Vegas the day they met. This makes her father furious and kicks Cassandra out of the house. But what happens is that Charles Parker, the man who married Cassandra in Las Vegas, takes her to live with him. In exchange, Cassandra had to leave their marriage for two years. Will Cassandra be able to live a two-year life as Mrs Parker and resolve the misunderstandings with her father and Cassandra's fiancé at the time? Is there a conspiracy behind all this? Or is there more to their marriage?
Mia_van_Halen · 169 Views

Mafia’s Obsession: Beauty and the Don

Mafia’s Obsession: Beauty and the Don by Rowan Kane In the bustling heart of New York City, Elena Garcia's life is a whirlwind of vibrant events, glamorous soirées, and high-profile clients. As one of the city's top event planners, her reputation for perfection and creativity is unrivaled. Yet, beneath the polished exterior, Elena carries the heavy burden of caring for her ailing mother, Maria, while balancing her demanding career. Meanwhile, in the shadowy underworld of New York, Lorenzo De Luca is a name spoken with a mix of fear and reverence. As the head of one of the most powerful mafia families, his reputation is built on ruthlessness and loyalty. Despite his fearsome exterior, Lorenzo is haunted by a desire for connection that his lifestyle seldom allows. Their worlds collide on a crisp autumn afternoon at a lavish charity gala. A chance encounter between Elena and Lorenzo sparks an unspoken connection that neither can ignore. As their lives become increasingly intertwined, Elena is drawn into Lorenzo's dangerous world, where trust is a rare commodity and betrayal is always just around the corner. As enemies close in and the stakes grow higher, Elena must navigate the treacherous waters of the mafia, deciding whether to embrace the darkness or fight for her freedom. In this gripping tale of love and danger, "Mafia’s Obsession: Beauty and the Don" explores the complexities of passion, loyalty, and the lengths one will go to protect the ones they love.
James_Udo · 1.5K Views

Divinity Through Family Expansion

Alden found himself transported to a foreign land, one where gods walked among mortals. Like any ambitious transmigrator, Alden dreamed of achieving greatness, becoming a powerful figure revered by all. But reality hit hard. Despite his determination, Alden's aptitude was pitifully poor. His magical potential was nonexistent, and his physical abilities were average at best. Worst of all, he didn’t even possess a Goldfinger—the cheat-like advantage many transmigrators enjoyed. Frustrated and defeated, Alden returned home, resigning himself to a simple life. He inherited his family’s modest estate, married a kind and beautiful wife, and began raising a family. It was only after the birth of his first child that everything changed. As he gazed at his newborn son, a crisp system notification echoed in his mind: [Ding! Detected the birth of the host’s first child. Child has no magical aptitude, low-level physical aptitude. Overall evaluation: E-Level. You have gained one year’s worth of Inner Qi cultivation.] Alden froze, disbelief etched across his face. After years of waiting, his Goldfinger had finally awakened! And the reward system was… peculiar, to say the least. For every child Alden fathered, he would receive a reward. The better the child’s talent, the greater the prize. Eager to test the limits of his newfound ability, Alden threw himself wholeheartedly into expanding his family. Over the years, Alden's rewards grew alongside the increasing aptitude evaluation of children he fathered. [Detected the birth of the host’s sixth child. The child’s magical aptitude is low, but physical aptitude is mid. Evaluation: D-Level. You gain 10 years of Inner Qi cultivation and a 5-star combat technique—Gale Sword Technique.] With each new child, his strength soared. [Detected the birth of the host’s nth child. The physical aptitude is god rank, and the evaluation is S-Level. You have gained a hundred thousand years of cultivation, Broken Divinity, and a Divine Grade Demon Beast pet—a Ancestral Divine Dragon God.] For the divine, Alden embarked on a journey of epic proportions. He traveled far and wide, fathering children across nations and races. Years turned into centuries, and Alden’s influence grew unchecked. Kingdoms rose and fell in his name, his children shaping the course of history. ... royalroad profile: 625765
TheZMan · 9.8K Views

His Fading Call

He looked high as he stared at me like I was some type of drug that had him spaced out. I sat up, feeling a rush of pain hit my stomach when I did so. I looked up at him, those crisp green eyes that burned acid through my skin, and waited for Satan himself to that out his grueling taunt. "Come clean it bitch." *** Anna has always known her place at the prestigious Aldridge Academy—a scholarship student trying to keep her head down while enduring the constant torment of Marcus Crawford, the wealthy bully who's made her life a miserable hell since freshman year. For three years, she's endured it all for the sake of her hardworking mother and her best friend, finding solace in her academic achievements at the elite New England boarding school. But senior year brings two unexpected complications. First, Atlas Bonjovi, her old love returns to campus, stirring up memories and feelings she'd rather keep buried. Then, pushed to her breaking point by Marcus's relentless cruelty, Anna makes a risky decision to seek help from Damon Saint-Hayes—Marcus's step-brother, the "Hades of Aldridge" for his dangerous influence over the school's social hierarchy. In a moment of desperation, Anna strikes a devil's bargain with Damon: his help in destroying Marcus Crawford's fucked up reputation. But as Anna descends into a web of revenge and manipulation, she questions if bringing her tormentor to his knees is worth the price Damon names, which may bring her to her knees instead.
jijujellybean · 2.1K Views

Isekai Global System: Rags To Riches

Global Isekai System: Rags to Riches Dio, a disillusioned middle-aged man, finds himself trapped in despair and regret after devastating betrayals. At his lowest point, contemplating suicide, Dio's fate changes when a mysterious voice grants him a second chance. Transported to his childhood with a unique isekai system, Dio keep gaining experience and keeps leveling along the way as he faces challenging problem and with the help of his past life knowledge and isekai system. In this new life, Dio takes on the challenge of building a company from the ground up, starting with a call center. Despite being the driving force behind the business, he hire another as the CEO of his company, as he prefer to work in the field he is best at on the field calling with his team. Publicly, he takes on the role of sales manager instead at just the age of 16 years old. Memories from his past life's failures in stock and crypto markets, Dio vividly remembers key events, such as bull and bear markets, and plans to use this past knowledge to his advantage. His journey begins with just a crisp 50 kroner note bill and a 5 pack of Go Gimon cards and a dream, leveraging his Isekai Global System to create a brand he plans to expand globally and change the world for the better. Perfect for teens and new adults, "Global Isekai System: Rags to Riches" is a gripping tale of determination, growth, and the pursuit of success. Dive into this captivating adventure and be inspired by Dio's incredible transformation!
UndeadSoulUltra · 78.7K Views

Shadows Within The Crown: Emperor's Trophy wife

The imperial city was bathed in the soft, golden light of dawn. The air was crisp, filled with the sweet scent of blooming cherry blossoms. But amidst the peaceful atmosphere, a sense of unease settled over the palace. In the heart of the imperial residence, Zoe stood before an ornate mirror, her eyes fixed on the reflection staring back at her. She was the emperor's trophy wife – a woman chosen for her beauty, her grace, and her ability to produce an heir. As she gazed at her reflection, Zoe's thoughts drifted back to the night she was chosen by the former emperor for the future king due to the deal her rivals father made with the outgoing king.She is just a college girl full of hope and dreams with broken past, Her already messed up life is about to taken on apart that it has no means of sailing.But for now, she would have to play the role assigned to her. She would have to smile, to nod, and to obey. For in the world of the imperial court, one misstep could mean disaster. Benito Fernandez is Italian youngest and most popular playboy for his carefree attitude and ever alluring charm. Girls would give themselves up just to see him flash a smile at them but they are just a tool for passing off time no feelings attached. His father comeback into his life is giving his life a big blow as a mere playboy turns to a king and an harlot's child becomes his most important treasure. * What was the transaction between her rivals father and the king, who is this rival? * How will she cope with her new life reality? A story were deep seethed secrets are hidden beneath the ground No one to trust, Love is a forbidden sin and Betrayal rules the land, Who is the Saint? Watch how she struggle for her life and freedom? Can she conquer the darkness for love with no where and no one to turn to or will the darkness conquer her pulling her into the deepest abyss.?
Izzy_gems · 3K Views

Billionaire's Regret

“Is Mr. Angelis there?” a hurried voice asked. The man introduced himself as Dereck. “No, Matt isn’t home. He’s in Brisbane until tomorrow,” Colette replied, her tone flat and resigned. She was ready to end the call and retreat back to the comfort of her bed when Dereck’s response froze her in place. He laughed. “Oh, is that what he told you?” A cold drop of fear slithered down her spine. “What is that supposed to mean?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, a mixture of fear and anger lacing her words. There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Colette could almost hear the gears turning in Dereck’s mind as he realized his slip. “What?” She stammered, before abruptly cutting the call. Matheo would attend the gala with Iris, and they would be the perfect couple, the power duo that everyone admired. Meanwhile, Colette would be here, in this cold, empty house, a prisoner of her own despair. The realization was suffocating, the betrayal too deep to bear. Her heart ached with a pain so intense it felt physical, a crushing weight that left her gasping for breath. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her body trembling with a mixture of rage and sorrow. Tears streamed down her face, but she made no move to wipe them away. What was the point? The man she had loved with all her heart, the man she had trusted implicitly, had chosen another over her. He had lied to her, betrayed her, and now he was flaunting that betrayal in the most public way possible. But this was new! Now, he had started lying to her. So, that he could attend the gala with Iris without his "stupid, unreasonable" wife demanding to be taken to a public place with him? He wouldn’t want that burden on him now, would he? No, Iris would look much better in his arms, cool and sophisticated, with her intellectual talks to charm his potential investors. She knew the ins and outs of his business and it wouldn’t be the first time he had taken her to such events. The thought made Colette’s stomach churn. But tonight, something snapped inside her. The dead flower of her heart, long withered from neglect and betrayal, turned to a crisp. She had been humiliated, shamed, hidden away in secret, and lied to. Matheo had been afraid she would embarrass him? Now she would show him what true embarrassment felt like. Maybe her marriage was over. Maybe her husband had only ever wanted her for one thing: sex. If that was the case, then tonight, she would be the epitome of sex. She would get ready to seduce him in public, and the whole world would see the actual of their marriage before she left him forever. If he wanted her as the whore, he will get the whore.
DaoistwOsln3 · 396 Views

Immortality? Nah, I choose to marry instead!

[Book’s First Volume is Complete] “There are chosen ones in this world, ones that are born with extremely-high luck and ridiculous talent, unlike us lowly ones who can only wait to grow old and die.” Just like those popular stories he had read online, in this brand-new world where people pursue immortality, Shenshah thought that he too was someone destined to be great. Sadly, years have passed since he transmigrated yet he is still an average person struggling to find his place. Just when Shenshah was about to completely give up on his goals, a strange voice interrupted his thoughts… [Create Family and Earn Rewards System Activated…] “What?” -Never in his wildest dreams did he expected that bringing a wife home would change his fate! ……… Don’t worry as there’s [NO NTR] [NO Yuri] as author strongly disdains such genre. …….. Additional tags- (Lesbian/yuri girl turned straight by mc) (No dense mc) (no hidden pretending to be a big shot) (No Filler chapters) (crisp to the point plot) (No useless mysterious backgrounds) (no beta mc) (Tsundere) (yandere) (Human-non human relationship) (harem) (comedy) (smart and observant mc) (netori) (blackmail) (bloodshed) (Obsessive lovers) (marriage) (pregnancies) (Wholesome love) (elves/werewolves/vampires/dwarves/demons) (regret?) **Cover as well as character Ai images are made and edited by me using Fotor Pro Ai app. To join the author invite only discord server please add me on discord -c2#8780. ——-x——-x—— **English used is mostly Uk/British version.
Sheizzcoldasice · 1.8M Views

Little Light Lord

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 21.7K Views

I Am Who Will Transcends Everything Even the Heaven can't stop me

Thong was but an ordinary young man, dwelling in a remote and rustic village far removed from the bustling cities of the world. His father, the man he cherished above all, had always been the guiding light in his life. Though their bond was unbreakable, his father was plagued by a relentless illness that slowly drained the vitality from his body. Day by day, the malady gnawed away at him until, at last, the inevitable came—his father succumbed to its grip. In the wake of his father’s passing, the family’s modest inheritance was cruelly seized by his elder sister, a woman of great power and renown in the nation. She was a prominent figure in the realms of business and influence, her name commanding respect and fear alike. Yet, her heart harbored no love for their father. She took for herself everything their father had intended to share between his children, leaving Thong with nothing but despair. Wrath burned within him, fierce and unrelenting. In the depths of his anguish, he resolved upon an act most unthinkable. Ignoring the weight of law and morality, Thong took his sister’s life. He struck her down amidst her lavish comforts, her husband falling to his blade as well. The joyous life she had built crumbled in an instant, ended by her own brother’s hand. With his deed done, Thong fled to the humble village of his birth, retreating to the small hut where he had grown up. There, he waited in silence, awaiting the retribution that he knew would come. Those he had slain were figures of immense power; he was certain their allies would hunt him down without mercy. Thong sat within the confines of his hut, his heart heavy yet calm. He closed his eyes, resigned to his fate, but as moments passed, something unfathomable occurred. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a place entirely unfamiliar. The decrepit hut he had known was gone, replaced by a dwelling of intricate craftsmanship and resplendent beauty. The air was crisp, filled with the scent of pine and the faint hum of spiritual energy. Surrounding him was a mountain peak cloaked in thick mist, the heavens above painted with a brilliance he had never seen. His body felt different—stronger, lighter, brimming with an unearthly vitality. Slowly, he came to realize the truth: he was no longer in his own world. Somehow, he had crossed into another realm, one that bore a striking resemblance to the fantastical cultivation tales he had once devoured with fervor. Thong stood there, staring into the endless sky, his heart pounding with both fear and awe. This was a world of immortals, of boundless power and untold possibilities. His journey, it seemed, was only just beginning.
The_Ancestor_ · 7.1K Views

THE PERVERTED CULTIVATION SYSTEM

WARNING: RESTRICTED READ IT IF YOU ARE 18+ This novel contains sex, exhibitionism, rape, seduction, gender switching, and many other perverted things read it at your own risk and any words names are not represent real life people or place. Everything is just a story of imagination. “Yak! How smelly” “She is ugly too” “Sigh, this comments never change even though it is my birth day today” it has been like this all my life, I am 40 year old working as a freelance erotic game designer for a living because they don’t want me to come to their office for work. My mother died when I was a kid and my father abandoned me. All my life is useless no one to share, no lover, no friend no nothing. I hope if there is a next life I will definitely live a little better life. What is that thing it looked like a short sword but it is round and no edge. What is this why am I in this dorm again where are my stuff “Welcome to the perverted cultivation system” If you want to become beautiful and quench your lustful heart then earn the points for the system quests. look is this quest “go to school without underwear” one chapter will be released on every Monday, Wednesday and Friday 3 chapters a week hello readers if you like my novel please support me on paypal : paypal.me/sourourerfate patre*n : https://www.patr*on.com/Souryourer?fan_landing=true bitcoin : 1N3NTSCfrCnAy1unYYXCW5GXjchNQ4ZurZ ether : 0x4B7BfF132A0B1169Ee6765267b2f3105e390a630 thank you readers
souryourer · 948.1K Views

Ex-husband seeks remarriage?I'm not cooperating!

In a marriage of convenience, Nathan, after a night of drinking, has an affair with Ava, leading to her ectopic pregnancy. Before the surgery, Ava calls Nathan, who is preoccupied with his mistress and neglects Ava, even going as far as to accuse her of having an affair and carrying another man's child after the surgery... As their one-year contractual marriage comes to an end, Nathan realizes his feelings for Ava. But Ava is not willing to play along anymore! Excerpt: "I am Nathan Ford's girlfriend, loved by him, as everyone knows. And you... you're just a title holder, soon to be thrown out. By then, you'll lose all your dignity... no, you've already lost it. I bet your deceased mother would turn in her grave if she knew what you've become." Hearing Iris Hart's sharp and biting words, Ava Sterling initially didn't want to stoop to her level. However, the mention of her late mother crossed a line. A crisp slap echoed before Iris Hart could even react, leaving five bright red marks on her face. "Ah—Ava Sterling—you lowlife, how dare you hit me..." Iris Hart realized she had been slapped and reached out to retaliate, but Ava Sterling was prepared and caught her hand easily. "Listen, Iris Hart, if I'm the joke, what does that make you? You're also a joke. At least I'm Nathan Ford's wife by law! You! Iris Hart, are nothing but a mistress scorned by everyone. Every wealthy man may stray, but a hotel is just a hotel, and home is home. There can be many dishes, but there's only one bowl of rice."
Bago_Bago_5587 · 430.5K Views

Eternal Love on the Soundtrack

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Deyana Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he strummed his guitar when he and his rock band, "Celestia", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Deyana. She’s chaos embodied—not at all his type—but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. Together they fight to defeat the world's most evil demons in human skin. In a battle against corruption, darkness, and the monsters lurking beneath the surface, Deyana and Alexei are forced to face the unthinkable. But while they fight side by side, Alexei has no idea that he’s become her greatest obsession—the one person who dominates her every thought, even as she hides it beneath a mask of indifference. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you. Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 770 Views

His Maddest Craving

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Aurelia Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he played his guitar when he and his rock band, "Zeveira", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Aurelia. She’s chaos embodied, not his type, but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. All along, she doesn’t even know that she’s his frustration, his fascination - and he's been craving this amount of fun for his entire life. She's his maddest craving. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you! Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 6.7K Views

Eli's Otherworldly Echo

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.
alreaper · 5K Views

Reincarnated in Middle-Earth: The Legacy of Light

**Introduction:** In a small apartment cluttered with gaming consoles, empty soda cans, and half-read fantasy novels, John Mercer spent his days lost in the virtual worlds that offered a refuge from his bleak reality. A once-passionate gamer, John's enthusiasm had waned, replaced by a numbing routine and a growing sense of despair. His favorite escape was "The Lord of the Rings," a world of epic battles and heroic quests that seemed infinitely more vibrant than his own. John had always dreamed of living in Middle Earth, where he could wield a sword, cast spells, and stand against the forces of darkness. The world of Tolkien was his sanctuary, a place where he could imagine himself as a hero rather than a faceless player in an endless grind of online games. But those were just fantasies, fleeting moments of solace that dissipated as soon as he logged off and returned to the harsh light of day. One fateful night, after hours of playing yet another repetitive dungeon crawl, John fell asleep with "The Lord of the Rings" open beside him. He dreamed of vast forests, ancient cities, and a sky filled with stars. But this dream was different. It felt vivid, almost tangible, as if he could reach out and touch the trees, hear the rustle of leaves, and feel the weight of a sword at his side. When John awoke, he found himself in a place that was both familiar and utterly foreign. The air was crisp and filled with the scent of pine and earth. He was in a forest, unlike any he had seen in his world—tall, majestic trees that seemed to touch the sky, their leaves whispering secrets in the breeze. Confusion gave way to awe as he realized where he was: Middle Earth, the land of his dreams. Before he could fully grasp his situation, a glowing interface appeared before his eyes, reminiscent of the games he used to play. It displayed a series of stats, skills, and quests, transforming his existence into a game-like system. John's heart raced as he read the words that would change his life forever: **Welcome, John Mercer. You have been chosen.** **Current Location: Middle Earth - Lórien Forest** **Objective: Discover your purpose in this world.** The system was intuitive, responding to his thoughts and guiding him through his first steps in this new reality. It granted him basic abilities, increasing his strength, agility, and perception to levels beyond anything he had known. He could see his stats, skills, and inventory, just as he had in countless games before. But this was no game—it was real. As John explored his surroundings, he encountered the beautiful and enigmatic Lady Galadriel and the wise Lord Celeborn, rulers of Lothlórien. They welcomed him with a mixture of curiosity and caution, sensing the unusual nature of his arrival. John chose to keep the truth of his origins a secret, knowing that his knowledge of their world could be both a blessing and a curse. In the days that followed, John trained tirelessly, learning to harness the power of the Heart of Lórien, a mystical artifact that pulsed with a radiant energy. He discovered that his game-like system could interface with the Heart, amplifying his abilities and granting him access to powerful magic. Each quest he completed, each skill he mastered, brought him closer to understanding his role in this world. But Middle Earth was not the idyllic paradise he had imagined. Dark forces were stirring, shadows that threatened to engulf the light. John soon found himself at the forefront of a looming war, tasked with defending Lórien from the encroaching darkness. With every battle, he grew stronger, his resolve hardening as he faced the reality of his new life. As the shadow of war loomed larger, John knew that his journey was only beginning. He would need to forge alliances, uncover ancient secrets, and confront the darkness that sought to consume Middle Earth. With the power of the Heart of Lórien and the strength of his allies, he would stand against the shadows and fight for
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Inayah's Kismet

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Ensnared in the Shadow

Donovan Carver tugged at the collar of his crisp, white linen shirt as he surveyed the scene before him. Anchored just off the coast, his friend Encore's lavish yacht was the epitome of opulence - a floating palace complete with a full bar, dance floor, and more beautiful women than one man could possibly hope to entertain. As the CEO of a multi-billion dollar tech empire, Donovan was no stranger to such extravagant affairs. But tonight, his mind was not on business deals or his criminal exploits as the head of the most powerful crime syndicate on the East Coast. No, his attention was solely focused on the vision of the woman who had just emerged from below deck. She was unlike any woman he had ever encountered - tall, with skin the color of rich mahogany and eyes that burned with an intensity that made his pulse quicken. Her thick, dark curls tumbled over her shoulders and her full lips were painted a deep crimson. There was a fire in her, a spiritedness that called to him in a way he couldn't quite explain. Donovan felt a primal stirring within him as he watched her scan the room, her gaze settling on him for the briefest of moments before moving on. There was a fire in her, a spiritedness that called to him. He had to know her, had to possess her. With a casual nod to his right-hand man, Donovan downed the last of his scotch and set off to make his move. No one denied Donovan Carver what he wanted - and he wanted this woman, body Anne soul
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