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Todo Para Ti Es Cruel

La Señorita Gu es demasiado débil para defenderse por sí misma

"Corría el rumor de que Qiao Xi tenía una constitución débil —una belleza enfermiza. Corría el rumor de que gastaba una fortuna todos los días en medicamentos, comiéndolos como si fueran caramelos. Corría el rumor de que diez sirvientes la asistían en su cama todos los días —una carga para todos. Todos esperaban que la familia Qiao devolviera a Qiao Xi al campo y la dejara valerse por sí misma. —Todos dicen que soy débil y no puedo cuidarme a mí misma. Al parecer, también gasto dinero de manera imprudente —dijo Qiao Xi. Miró su camisa desgarrada y estaba exasperada. —¿Estás diciendo que esta familia rica permite que su hija use ropa desgarrada todos los días? —preguntó Qiao Xi. ¿La hija rica de la familia Qiao? ¡Ya tenía suficiente! ¡No lo volvería a ser! Por lo tanto… —Sin la familia Qiao, no eres nada —dijo el chico canalla. —Si me echan de la familia Qiao, estaré acabada —asintió Qiao Xi. —Hermana, no te desanimes demasiado. Mientras trabajas duro, algún día serás alabada —lamentó la chica canalla. —Cállate, no conozco a una traidora como tú —replicó Qiao Xi. El chico y la chica canallas: —¿?¿? Se decía que el hijo más joven de la familia Gu, Gu Zheng, se casó precipitadamente con una mujer que no tenía nada más que su apariencia. —¿Alguien me está subestimando? —dijo Qiao Xi. Un día, Qiao Xi vio a uno de los empleados de Gu Zheng devanándose los sesos con una serie de números en la pantalla del ordenador. Como estaba libre, decidió echar una mano. ¿Acaba de romper el cortafuegos creado por los esfuerzos conjuntos de los hackers de élite más destacados?! Gu Zheng se acercaba cada vez más a ella —Qiao Xi, ¿qué más me estás ocultando? ¿Hmm? —¡Oh, no! ¡Me siento mareada otra vez! Soy tan débil. Este cuerpo mío es simplemente demasiado débil —se lamentó Qiao Xi."
Qiaoqiao · 338.7K Views

Exorcista de Fantasmas: Es Amada por Todos

Yu Holea era una exorcista de fantasmas genio. Maldita por ser una solitaria, abrazó el camino del exorcismo. A la edad de 26 años, murió. Al abrir los ojos se dio cuenta de que había transmigrado a un personaje que tenía el mismo nombre que ella. Yu Holea era la recién descubierta joven señorita de la familia Yu. Aunque todos la despreciaban ya que para ellos Yu Mei era la verdadera joven señorita. Incluso sus propios hermanos biológicos la menospreciaban. Su hermano mayor —Ni siquiera intentes acercarte a mí. Odio a las cazafortunas como tú. Yu Mei, ven, te llevaré de compras. Su amable segundo hermano —La puerta para salir de aquí está a la izquierda. Recuerda no molestar a Yu Mei. Su tercer hermano —Eh, no dejes que vea tu cara repugnante. Déjame ver la cara linda de mi Yu Mei. Sin embargo, Yu Holea los ignoraba. Estaba acostumbrada a todo esto. Se enfocó en su carrera y en ganar dinero en lugar del amor. ¿No tenía un centavo? Ja, tenía una larga cola de grandes empresarios rogándole que aceptara su dinero. Su imperio empresarial se expandía desde Ciudad S hasta la Capital. ¿Que no tenía talento? ¡Puede incluso invocar truenos! En una fiesta de alta gama, uno de los parientes de la familia Yu vio a Yu Holea rodeada por grandes figuras de diferentes campos y se quedó en shock. Justo cuando todos estaban confundos, sus tres hermanos llegaron y comenzaron a mimarla. —Lea'er, ¿quieres comer pastel de fresa? —dijo su hermano mayor—. Llámame Hermano Mayor y te daré el pastel. —Lea, toma, bebe este jugo; por cierto, ¿por qué no me llamas Segundo Hermano? —preguntó su segundo hermano. —Hermanita, no les hagas caso a ellos, yo te protegeré de todos, solo tienes que llamarme Tercer Hermano —le aseguró su tercer hermano. Un cierto apuesto, CEO de una de las 10 mejores empresas, —Lea Baby, ¿cuándo dirás que sí a mi propuesta? Yu Holea —¿Por qué todos la miran con una mirada cariñosa? Sigue a Yu Holea en su aventura llena de emociones, suspenso y mimos.
LittleRabbit1111 · 337K Views

Todos quieren mimar a la hija afortunada

La familia del Duque no ha tenido hijas durante un siglo. Cuando finalmente nació una hija para ellos, ella debería haber recibido todo el amor y mimos, pero resulta que la verdadera hija había sido cambiada al nacer y acogida por una familia de cazadores bondadosos. Desde que adoptaron a la chica, los cazadores parecían tener suerte en todo: el juego parecía correr hacia las trampas y redes que ponían, y encontraban hierbas raras dondequiera que fueran. Diez años después, la familia del Duque finalmente se dio cuenta de la verdad de que su hija había sido cambiada y viajaron más de mil millas para llevarla a casa. Después de que volvió a su verdadera familia, la hija fue indudablemente consentida por cada miembro de su familia... Después de crecer, Lin Qingluo destacó en las artes marciales y ascendió al pico del mundo marcial. Unirse al campo de batalla con sus hermanos y su padre, aplastó a sus enemigos y se hizo conocida como una Diosa de la Guerra, ganando innumerables admiradores. —Su reputación le precede, milady, nadie se compara con usted, tal como dicen los rumores —señor del Pabellón del Secreto Celestial. —Sus habilidades con la medicina son extraordinarias, y me someto a su experiencia. Prometo mi lealtad a cambio de su tutela para practicar la medicina y ayudar a la gente —jefe del Valle de la Poción. —Gracias por rescatarme. Le debo una deuda de vida —el Primer Príncipe de la Nación Qi. —Un príncipe pegajoso ha robado mi corazón, y es en todo lo que puedo pensar. No hay otra persona en mi mente —Lin Qingluo.
Ting Lan Listening to the Rain · 63K Views

Love and Red Coloured Ties

Julius didn’t know what to expect when he stood in front of the grandiose gates, luscious fields, and beautiful students dressed in their pristine uniforms looking like a million bucks. He told himself that he wouldn’t get involved with anyone and that he’d keep his head down since the chances of him moving again were quite high. He didn’t expect to find himself to be so entranced with the dorm leader Agares Montgomery, the most handsome boy he’d ever seen. “So what’s Agares really like?” Julius asked. Silas grinned mischievously. “That’s a tough one.” Julius noticed the sly smile on Silas’s face and realized he’d been teased. “Just kidding~” Silas said, chuckling. “Well, Agares is a bit of a mystery. He’s strict but has a laid-back side too. He’s cold most of the time but can be surprisingly kind in rare moments?” Julius couldn’t help but laugh at the contradictory description. “Why do you make it sound like you’re unsure?” “Because he really is a puzzle. He’s not a bad guy, though. He keeps to himself and mainly communicates through the vice leader, Epaphras. He’s insanely popular, not just here but at Saint Ambracia Academy too. There have been incidents where girls from the academy tried to sneak into East Laurence just to see him. It’s crazy.” “Anyway,” Silas said, “you probably won’t interact with him much unless absolutely necessary, so don’t stress too much about it.” That should’ve been the case, and yet, he found himself interacting with the dark haired boy more and more, his admiration slowly started to change into something more. “Do I like him?” He couldn’t help but ask himself. ………………….. Avondale, a city of privilege and prestige, high school junior Julius Loriana steps through the grand gates of East Laurence Preparatory School, a renowned institution for the elite. Having spent years moving from city to city due to his father's job, he’s determined to keep his distance and stay under the radar in this new chapter of his life. But everything changes when he crosses paths with Agares Montgomery, the enegmatic dorm leader of House Ares. With his striking looks and effortless charm, Agares captivates Julius in ways he never expected. As Julius grapples with his resolve to remain detached, he finds himself drawn into a whirlwind of emotions that transforms his mundane existence into something exhilarating. Follow the love story between a shy boy and his socially inept senior as they navigate through the pains of love, friendship and the hell that is known as high school. …………………………… A little extra note: This is a sweet love story, a bit of a slow burn but definitely worth getting into.. Each chapter includes a song and I would definitely recommend you listen to the song (on low volume of course) while reading. You get to feel the full Julius Loriana experience by listening to the music he’s also listening to with each chapter. If this story happens to curry your fancy, then please give it a try, I promise it won’t disappoint (≧∀≦) ! Upload schedule: Everyday! *Some images are originally from Pinterest, but the cover belongs to me.
NSCHAN · 83K Views

Enchanting The Cruel Prince

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!
Alancaster · 292.8K Views

100 Días para Seducir al Diablo

[Advertencia: R18+] Cuando el Odio se transforma en Amor... y la Venganza en Pasión... ¿Elegirá empezar de nuevo con ella? El alma de Phantomflake se separó de su cuerpo después de suicidarse frente a su enemigo, Nathan Sparks, el Líder Supremo de la Mafia de Syphiruz. Despertó solo para descubrir que su cuerpo (que estaba en estado de coma) estaba siendo retenido por Nathan '¡el Diablo!', quien intentaba prolongar su vida. ¿Y cuál era su motivo? ¡Matarla con su propia mano y torturarla hasta la muerte! Nathan siente un profundo resentimiento contra Phantomflake, ya que ella fue quien asesinó a la persona más preciada en su vida. ¡Él quería venganza! Y las cosas se volvieron más emocionantes cuando una criatura mágica apareció frente al alma de Phantom, dándole una misión ridícula a cambio de recuperar su cuerpo. —¡Haz que se enamore de ti en 100 días! —dijo la criatura voladora, señalando con sus pequeñas patas a Nathan, quien se mantenía inexpresivo junto a su cama. Con los ojos muy abiertos, Phantomflake hizo una cara de '¡debes estar bromeando!' a la criatura voladora. ¡De ninguna manera! ¡Eso es una misión imposible! Este tipo la detestaba mucho. ¿Cómo iba a hacer eso??! ****** Extracto: Nathan la agarró por el cuello. —No juegues conmigo, Phantomflake. —La fría voz de Nathan resonó dentro de la habitación, sus ojos ardían de ira. Pero Phantomflake solo sonrió con suficiencia, presionando sus manos contra su pecho, sus dedos lo provocaban. —No puedes matarme, Nate. Admítelo. Ya te has enamorado de mí. Con un movimiento rápido, Phantomflake jaló su camisa, cerrando la distancia entre ellos mientras aplastaba sus labios contra los de él. Sorprendentemente, Nathan se encontró respondiendo a ella. ¡Perdió! No pudo resistirse a ella. ===== Soy dueño de la portada del libro Artista: Bea Cortez Únete al servidor del autor para obtener actualizaciones y anuncios sobre el libro. Enlace de Discord: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe
ellezar_g · 22.7K Views

The Cruel Horizon

Shadows stretch longer, whispers grow louder, and the world of Obinai Nobunaga, a teen trying to figure out his place in the world begins to unravel in ways that defy understanding… *whispering frantically, their voice trembling* “They’re… they’re dead. They’re all dead. I don’t… how did this happen? How could this happen?” *pausing, breathing heavily, pacing* “No, no, no, no, no. This can’t—this can’t be my fault. I didn’t… I wouldn’t… I couldn’t have done it. Right? Right?” *laughing nervously, almost hysterically* “I mean, it’s not like I just—no! No, stop it! Think. Think! There has to be an explanation. There has to be!” *voice breaking, barely above a whisper* “But what if it was me? What if… what if I did this? Oh God… oh God, what have I done?” *slumping to the ground, gripping their head* “Why can’t I remember? Why can’t I—” sobbing now “I didn’t mean to… I’m sorry…I’m so sorry…” Those who dare to hope must ask: When you strip away the comforting lies, will you embrace the shards of truth—or bleed by their edge? This novel is a mix of fantasy and and light sci-fi that explores dark themes. I can’t say much but it’s all a journey…a messy one…but a journey all the same. Come and observe the main character as he progresses…to rid himself of someone…and uncover the secrets of this world. Hope you Enjoy :) (Updates are 1 chapter a day...This is also on Royal Road and ScribbleHub and Wattpad...review it there too)
2Gud2BTrue · 40.2K Views

Mated To The Cruel Prince

[Matured Content] Saving an injured Fae in the forest had not been Islinda's plan, and worse, he turns out to be royalty, Prince Valerie of the summer court, heir and crown prince to the throne of Astaria. But then, humans were wary of those otherworldly creatures while the Fae looked down on the humans, thinking of them as lesser creatures. Islinda and the prince were worlds apart but that didn't stop them from falling in love.  Unfortunately, Prince Valerie couldn't stay in the human realm forever and had to return to his kingdom with a promise to come back for her. And she believed him.  But then, the other one comes instead.  Dark, broody, ruthless yet dangerously handsome, everyone feared Prince Aldric. Even as a fierce warrior and son to the king of Astaria, Aldric is denied his right to the throne and cursed never to take his place because of his dark heritage.  Twisted from the inside and starved of affection, Prince Aldric does what he is best at, causing misery. He captured  Islinda - the woman who has drawn his brother's attention. He stole her from her home for his cruel purpose. If he couldn't have the throne, he could at least play around with his brother's love interest. His new prize.  Islinda hated him. Loathed him for taking away everything that she could have had with the summer prince. He's the villain. Now she has been dragged into the middle of the dirty politics played in the courts of Astaria, not to mention surviving the cold games played by the prince.  But all hope wasn't lost because the cruel prince could tempt her all he wants but he was never going to get the one thing he wants the most. To be loved. He would never have her heart!  Or could he?  ________ "What can you offer me, little human," He grinned, slow and cruel. She would make such a wonderful plaything.  "Please," She begged him, tears now gathering in her eyes, "Just let me go."  "Fine," He shrugged as if it was an easy request, "You can go."  "W-what?" She croaked, finding it hard to believe.  "Little human, you would find out my mind changes very easily." Those words sounded merciful yet she could sense the threat beneath.  But did he really mean?  Islinda didn't sit around to find out as she broke into a sprint. If there was even the slightest chance of him changing his mind, then she would take it. She would not give up hope yet.  She didn't know why but Islinda spared a look over her shoulder after a while and the blood drained from her face at what she saw coming.  Oh no, she just made a terrible mistake.  This was never freedom.  It was a hunt.  And she just became the prey.  _________ Note: This is a dark fantasy book and the male lead is a villain, so don't expect fluffy romance. What to expect? Death, gore, thick sexual tension, and explicit scenes. Also, it is not reverse harem. Gift magic castle = 5 bonus chapters! Come, let us have a wild hunt! 
Glimmy · 2.2M Views

Taming Death as a Cruel Prince

Book 2 is underway! In the fractured elven realm of Elysium, five clans: High, Sun, Dark, Moon, and Forest elves. They live divided by centuries old prejudice and scars from a devastating civil war. Once united, the clans now linger in distrust, their lands and cultures isolated. As a dark and ancient evil begins to stir, threatening both Etherworld, the realm of the living, and Netherworld, the land of the dead, the fragile balance between life and death is on the brink of collapse. To prevent the realm’s descent into chaos, an unprecedented marriage is arranged between the two most powerful clans. Orion, the first female high elf born in over a millennium and the physical embodiment of Nether, the god of death, is forced to wed Theo, the fiery sun elf prince tied to Ether, the god of life. Their union is a political maneuver to bridge the divide between their peoples, but it quickly becomes clear that their destiny is far greater than a mere treaty. Together, they are thrust into the heart of a prophecy that foretells the unification or destruction of Elysium. As unrest brews among the clans, Orion and Theo embark on a perilous journey to unite the elves against the rising darkness. Their path takes them through glittering courts, ancient ruins, and shadowed forests as they unravel the secrets of the gods who created their world. Along the way, they recruit allies from each of the clans and face enemies who would see their union and the realm destroyed. Confronting their own fears, the weight of their lineage, and the volatile magic they wield, Orion and Theo must not only learn to trust each other but also embrace the duality of their powers, life and death, to stand against an unimaginable evil. This sweeping epic unfolds against a backdrop of high stakes and rich world-building. Political intrigue, action-packed battles, and a desperate struggle for unity drive the story forward as the clans grapple with their shared history and the choices that will determine their future. The fate of Elysium hangs in the balance as Orion and Theo fight to bridge a chasm forged by war, all while standing at the precipice of an apocalypse that could consume both https://discord.gg/EaCweqX3
Devonany · 48K Views

Blood Ties And Betrayal

--- Isabella never chose this. Forced into a marriage with the most feared man in the criminal world, Matteo Antonio, her life is now bound by a contract she didn’t sign willingly. Matteo is a man with a reputation for cruelty, a man who doesn't believe in love or loyalty—only power, control, and the cold, unrelenting pursuit of his own desires. Yet, despite everything she knows about him, despite how much she wishes to escape, there’s something in Isabella that wonders: *What if?* What if there's more to him than the cold exterior he shows the world? Now trapped in a life she didn’t choose, Isabella faces a question that haunts her every day: Will Matteo ever feel for her? Will he ever truly *see* her, not as a prize or a pawn, but as a person? Or will she, slowly but surely, fall for the man who holds her captive—body and heart? It’s a game. One that neither of them can afford to lose. ___________________ "Don't act like this is some big mystery. We both know why I'm here. We both know why I said yes. And we both know you loved my siste" His eyes darkened, his smirk vanishing. He stepped forward, and I stepped back. One step. Two. My back hit the wall. He leaned in close, his breath warm on my cheek. "Who told you," he said slowly, voice as sharp as a blade, "that Matteo *Antonio* has ever had feelings?". I froze. His eyes were like ice, cold and clear, but so much more dangerous. The kind of cold that burned. And suddenly, I felt so stupid. So stupid. All this time, I'd assumed—*no, Gianna told me.* She told me Matteo had feelings for her. She told me he loved her, that she had him wrapped around her little finger. She told me he would have chosen her if she'd stayed. But she was wrong. Because I could see it now, written in his face, in his eyes, in the way he looked at me like I was just another piece on the board. Matteo Antonio didn't *love*. He didn't feel anything at all. "You thought I loved her, didn't you?" His voice was soft, deadly quiet. "Is that why you've been walking around here with your head held so high?" His eyes flicked to my lips, my throat, before landing back on my eyes. "Let me make this clear, *cara mia*." He leaned in so close I could feel his lips brush against the shell of my ear. "I don't love. Not her. Not you. *No one.*" I sucked in a sharp breath, my chest rising and falling so fast it felt like I might choke on it. He pulled away just enough to look me in the eyes, his face unreadable. "Go to bed," he said, turning away from me. His voice had gone cold again, as if the storm had passed. "Tomorrow, you'll learn what it means to be my wife." I stayed there, pressed against the wall, too stunned to move. And as he walked away, I felt it settle into my bones. I wasn't his wife. I was his *prisoner.*
Mikaaa11 · 2.3K Views
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