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Our Faked Love, CEO Don't Kiss Me

The Manningtons aren’t just CEOs—they’re the royal family of crime, commerce, and pharmacology. The city can’t function without Mannington products: everything from painkillers to mood stabilizers to black market enhancements comes from Hunter Mannington’s labs. And Stacey just stepped into that world by accident. No—he didn’t step into it. He was marked. Stacey has worked at Mannington Pharmaceuticals for two years. The first year, the job was normal. Until Christmas. Until what he saw. A year later, he can’t remember what happened that night. Maybe if he did, he wouldn’t be in this mess. But his life just might be on the line if he does, and the secrets that have been buried for a year might spill out for all to see. But Stacey doesn't care, consequences be damned, he will save that man. That beautiful, devilish pain in his ass. Because it's Hunter. Hunter Mannington is used to having everything—control, loyalty, and fear. Except for Stacey Chaunne. And now that the mark has chosen Stacey, there’s no turning back. Hunter can’t survive without him. Literally. The venom that sustains his life is running out. His time is almost up. But he’s not ready to die. Not when he finally has the one person who can stop the curse. And not when he’s spent a lifetime learning how to take what he wants. There is no fate, no destiny for Hunter. In Hunter's world, he gets what he wants. What he needs. Always. Even if it kills them both.
KitKatxKK · 2.1M Views

Love Is But A Chance.

"No one falls in love by choice, it is by chance. No one stays in love by chance, it is by work. And no one falls out of love by chance, it is by choice." **** The air was heavy with tension as Delilah's voice trembled, "Let go of me, you monster!" Tears streamed down her face, her beautiful eyes red-rimmed from crying. But it was the look in his eyes, that look in Harrison's eyes chilled her to the bone - an abyss of coldness; ruthless, unforgiving and unyielding. " Never!" He hissed, his handsome features expressing almost a psychopathic possessiveness; his voice dripping resolute venom. *** When childhood sweethearts were torn apart after Su Zhe Jin, Harrison Su moved away, Delilah was left shattered. Her family planned to relocate years later, but fate had other plans. A terrorist attack changed everything, and Delilah's life was forever altered. After a term of chaos and confusion, Delilah found solace in Fulfilled Dreams High School, D City. But little did she know, her life was about to take another dramatic turn. A mysterious box hidden in the attic of her home held secrets that could upend her view of the world. As Delilah navigated love, loss, pain, betrayal, and lots more; she must learn to take her stand. Harrison's once-again return ignited a firestorm of emotions, for their reunion was a little complicated. Delilah's family is hiding secrets, and a shocking revelation, forcing her into a desperate engagement with another man. Harrison's jealousy ignites, threatening to destroy them both. Will their love survive the lies, betrayal, and secrets that surround them? «««««««♦»»»»»»» Author's Note: This story begins with Delilah and Harrison's early lives, tracing their journey from the innocence of high school to the heartbreak of adulthood, and ultimately, to the moment when their paths collide once more. Join me on this emotional rollercoaster as we delve into the complexities of love, family, and identity. I hope you stay with me as the story begins to unfold. Remember to leave your honest reviews, this humble author is ready to listen to your thoughts. ♥ midsummer07.
Midsummer07 · 148.6K Views

The Animagus: From Hunter to Monster

There came a sudden ravage by monstrous creatures in a civilian world, leaving humanity's hope to lurk in shadows. Hunters, trained in special schools, wield potential and abilities that enabled them keep the beasts at bay. For Buji, life’s difficulties stem not from being an orphan, but from relentless bullying. Nicknamed “the weakling,” he detests the label but bears it forcefully since he could do nothing. When he transfers to a new school to join his foster sister, Buji thought things would be different. But, during the Awakening Ceremony of the school, he find out a shocking truth: he's was going to be an S-Rank hunter without a talent. Awakening no talent only added more difficulty to his life struggle as he was branded an outcast. On the verge of death during his first raid, Buji awakens an enigmatic system. [Host Found] [Survival due to inheritance] [Congrats, you have gained the status of a 'player'.] [The player, upon leveling up will awaken a potent monster] [Class: Animagus | Type: Snake | Aspect: Venom] [Do you accept?] Given the choice to embrace a monstrous path, Buji seizes it with unyielding resolve. 'If becoming a monster is my only path to strength, I’ll take it—and the world will regret casting me aside. Fighting against these hunters was going to be a job, but imagine a world where I had control over monsters, had my own monster kingdom, and becoming the strongest of all. Stepping on these hunters won’t be a deal anyway.' "Yes!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Follow me through to wander the path of this novel. New version will be out soon. Get us to 200 fans for a more refined version of The Animagus. Also, join my discord link: https://discord.gg/PfKvTyX4 (to help with suggestions concerning the book and areas of improvement for the new version. Thanks.)
Simma_boi · 245.7K Views

The Sword That Hates Me (But Is Better Than Me)

Kael, the warrior chosen by prophecy, is terrified of fighting. His partner? A talking sword named Tharon, composed entirely of sarcasm and unshakable self-confidence. They have no interest in saving the world. If anything, the world seems hell-bent on killing them first. Absurd quests. A broken guild system. Emotionally unstable crops. What people call “adventuring” is, in reality, a daily struggle to barely survive the nightmare. Bound together by prophecy, a cowardly man and a venom-tongued sword. They clash constantly—but have no choice but to keep walking side by side. And step by step, they unknowingly inch closer to the heart of the world’s unraveling. A man haunted by the past. A sword that gave up on the future. Will their journey become someone’s hope? Or is it just a drawn-out spiral into failure? Either way, they keep messing things up—accidentally saving people’s lives, accidentally ruining someone’s master plan. Life is annoying like that. Tharon says: “You’re useless. But no weapon out there is better than me.” Kael thinks: “Did you really need to say that right now?” Still, they walk on. Begrudgingly. This is the story of a man who couldn’t become a hero, and the sword that gave up believing in them. A tragicomic tale of irony, despair, and just a flicker of hope. The kind that leaves you unsure whether to laugh or cry. “Become a hero? You’ve got the wrong guy. I can barely get out of bed in the morning.”
Kamiya_Reishin · 4.2K Views

Devourer of Fates: My Sinful Tree Hungers

He was just a normal boy… Until one day, he woke up in a strange world— In front of a dark tree that whispered to his soul. From that moment, everything changed. Whenever he killed, the tree bore fruit. Each fruit gave him a gift—a memory, a power, a curse. He felt others’ pain. He inherited their skills. He consumed their emotions. And slowly… he stopped feeling anything at all. To hide his madness, he became a surgeon. A genius. A prodigy. A miracle doctor. But in the shadows of the internet, he was feared as: The Whitecoat Murderer. The Devil Who Cut Too Deep. Drugs, toxins, insects, acid—his research went beyond ethics and into pure horror. But the world caught up to him. Execution followed. Except… death was just the beginning. Now, reborn in a cruel cultivation world, he finds himself in the body of a discarded disciple of a demonic poison sect. No family. No allies. Just his Tree... and his hunger. In this world where Karma is Power, and Emotions are Weapons, Han Zheng will climb the ladder with blood-soaked hands, consuming sinners, saints, beasts, and monsters alike. Only his Sinful Tree. And the terrifying mind of a man who stopped pretending to be human long ago. He heals. He cuts. He kills. And every death makes him stronger. Note: there was game like system panel that will appear later in 10th chapter it has its own function that will make things clear Tags dark, cultivation, wuxia, demonic mc, evil mc, villain mc, twisted protagonist, yandere, gore, karma system, tree system, sinful system, blood magic, poison sect, dark fantasy, rebirth, reincarnation, modern to cultivation world, whitecoat murderer, surgeon mc, overpowered, slow growth, realistic mc, cold-blooded, brutal world, antihero, violent protagonist, psycho mc, detached mc, emotionless, twisted logic, pain-based power, sin-based power, ability devour, fruit system, corpse cultivation, memory absorption, dark system, psychopath, trauma-based growth, experiments, medical horror, body horror, dark alchemy, revenge, no romance, harem later, gradual harem, no system system, cultivation levels, spirit root, sect conflict, inner demons, cannibal power, trauma inheritance, soul fusion, karma tree, cursed cultivation, poison-based martial arts, blood-based cultivation, intelligence-based mc, no cheat, pure willpower, sacrifice power, pain resistance, guilt transformation, shadow sect, outer disciple, sect politics, elder schemes, toxic loyalty, rebellion arc, emotional suppression, transformation, animal experimentation, forbidden cultivation, heaven-defying path, dark rebirth, elite killing, organ harvesting, parasite experiments, venom path, mental breakdown, cold protagonist, unstable mc, heaven hater, rule breaker, secret organization, spiritual parasite, doctor killer, urban horror, fear-based cultivation, sect survival, solo mc, dark psychology, tree of sin, divine butcher, soul eater, weaponized emotions, anti-morality, no plot armor.
Lord_Adinant · 10.1K Views

Moonbound Witch

... “You told me you didn’t love her,” Ravyn whispered, her voice shaking. “And now she’s carrying your child?” The Alpha stared at her, cold. Unbothered. “She’s my betrothed. It was bound to happen.” The words felt like a knife straight through her ribs. She had slept with him last night. Let him touch her. Let him hold her like she was the only woman he’d ever want. And now another woman carried his child? Stupid. She’d been so stupid. ... “You can’t forcefully mate with me,” Ravyn said, smiling without warmth. “Unless you’re ready to drop dead.” The Beta’s warm green-golden eyes burned, his claws flexing. “I will make you mine,” he growled. “If not today—then soon. And when I do…” He stepped forward, watching the way her legs pressed tightly together. “I’ll tear through your mind until there’s no one left in it but me.” Ravyn swallowed. But she didn’t flinch. Let him try. She’d rip him apart before she let him win. ... “You’re the reason my mother was taken,” Ravyn said, voice like venom. “I did it to save mine,” he snapped. Her fingers curled into fists. “I should rip you to pieces.” “Then do it,” he whispered. “Because I’d do it all over again.” ... Three different men. Three different roles. An Alpha, a Beta, and a Rogue. And then there was her—a witch who hated werewolves with every bone in her body. So what do you mean she was fated to three of them? She came to the Court to find answers about her missing mother. She stayed to kill the monsters responsible. But the real betrayal? She fell into the arms of the very men she swore to destroy. She should’ve never danced at the castle. Should’ve never worn that mask. Should’ve never let herself feel. Because now, she was trapped. Bound by fate that states: > If she tries to break the mate bond—she dies. If they force her to accept it—they die. And still, they want her.
Glimmer_Giggle · 10K Views

THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!

Angel Johnson was a waitress struggling to make ends meet when an unexpected contract with Tryson Bliss, one of City Y's most powerful and ruthless billionaires, changed everything. Tryson needed a fiancée to appease his demanding family, and Angel, desperate for money and a way out of her humdrum life, agreed to play the part. What began as a calculated arrangement soon evolved into something neither of them expected—an intense and forbidden connection. But when Tryson's family uncovers Angel's true motives, they cast her out with venomous disdain. Humiliated and heartbroken, Angel's last hope is confronting Tryson. But instead of an apology or a chance at redemption, she finds herself shattered when he declares that he has chosen his first love, Riley, the woman he was preparing to marry. Devastated and with only her pride left, Angel walks away, determined to rebuild her life alone. Two months later, Angel is lost in the pulse of the music at a dark, crowded bar, seeking refuge in anonymity. A hand seizes her from behind, and her breath catches as she turns to face the man she can't forget—Tryson. His eyes, once cold and calculating, are now stormy with raw emotion, and he pulls her into his orbit, holding out the contract she once signed.  "We haven't finished our work, Angel. The contract says you have a year left to be my fiancée. Don't tell me you're planning on breaching it now." With no choice but to comply, Angel moves back into the house that once rejected her. But to her surprise, the family she once loathed now welcomes her with unexpected warmth and kindness. As she navigates this unsettling shift, Angel is left to wonder—what has changed, and why? What secrets do they hide that could alter everything she thought she knew about Tryson and his family? And as Angel's heart begins to thaw, she's confronted with the hardest question of all: Can she keep the secrets she's hidden from Tryson? And will Tryson fight for her love a second time, despite everything that has come between them?
Favour_9_Olajide · 189.6K Views

Rejected By The Alpha King; But She Is The Key

The air in the secluded passage crackled with a tension that was both palpable and suffocating. Arin, her back pressed against the cold stone wall, watched as Roan stalked towards her, his eyes burning with a mixture of rage and a chillingly possessiveness. It had been months since he had cast her aside, months since his words had shattered her world, yet the memory of his rejection remained as sharp as shattered glass. He had found her alone, a rare moment of solitude in the bustling citadel, and he had seized the opportunity to confront her. Jealousy, a venomous and unfamiliar serpent, coiled within him, fueled by the sight of her arrival alongside Alpha Zayan. Though he would never admit it, the unexpected image of her with anyone, talk more an Alpha gnawed at his pride, a stark reminder of his judgment. "So," he began, his voice a low, menacing growl, "the whore returns." Arin's chin lifted, her eyes flashing with a defiant fire. She refused to cower before him, to allow him the satisfaction of seeing her break. "I came with Alpha Zayan," she corrected, her voice steady, "at his invitation." Roan scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. "An invitation," he echoed, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How convenient. I suppose you've been… entertaining him in exchange for his protection?" He stepped closer, his imposing figure casting a long, intimidating shadow over her. "You always were good at selling yourself, weren’t you? First me, then whoever else was willing to take you." He watched her, his eyes filled with a cruel satisfaction, as if he expected her to crumble beneath his insults. He wanted to see her break, to see her reduced to the trembling, humiliated woman he had left behind. But Arin had changed. The pain of his rejection had forged a resilience within her, a strength she never knew she possessed. She had learned to value her own worth, to define herself outside of his judgment. A slow, deliberate smile spread across her lips, a smile that held no warmth, only a chillingly detached amusement. "I would rather be a whore in a cheap bar," she said, her voice laced with a quiet contempt, "than be your whore, King Roan." His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise momentarily breaking through his mask of arrogance. He had expected tears, pleas, perhaps even a desperate attempt to defend her honor. He had not expected defiance.
SukieWrites · 18.4K Views

Blood of the Voidborne

YOU EVER DELIVER PANEER TIKKA AND WAKE UP AS A F*CKING COSMIC TIME BOMB? Ashvael Raut was a nobody—just another poor bastard dodging potholes and police on Mumbai’s streets, delivering food and barely scraping by. His only goals? Feed his sister. Stay invisible. Die old. But fate had other plans—and it bit him in the f*cking neck. One wrong turn down a jungle highway, and Ash found a bleeding man lying in the middle of the road. No ID. No heartbeat. Just a stare that split reality in half… and teeth sharp enough to tear destiny apart. Since then? Sh*t’s broken. • The city glitches like a bad signal. • Dead languages pour from his mouth like venom. • Shadows whisper names even gods forgot. • And worst of all—Ash sees through the skin of the world… and it sees him back. What crawled inside him that night wasn’t human. It was ancient. It was hungry. And now it’s waking up. Secret cults want to gut him open and drink what’s inside. Government freakshows want to turn him into a weapon. And somewhere deep beneath the city—something older than gods is calling him by name. Ash didn’t ask for this. But if the world wants a monster? Then it’s time they f*cking met one. #MumbaiIsWatching #UrbanMythCore #YouAreTheCurse #GodsBleedToo #DeliveryBoyFromHell Side Effects May Include: Sudden memory loss, prophetic nightmares, spontaneous teleportation, and an uncontrollable urge to burn everything that breathes. Read at your own f*cking risk. "Some inherit thrones. Others inherit extinction." THERE WILL BE NO CHAPTER ON SUNDAY'S
Bartholome · 9.8K Views

The Alpha’s obsession: The other woman

"You can cage me, but you can never tame me." She moved closer to him, her eyes wide as she glared at him prepared to spit her venom, "I Althea Williams will never love you." *** Meet Althea Williams, a brazen but naive human girl who only came of age recently and was ready to wed her beloved. As a young girl, all she was taught was how to be a good wife to her betrothed, the prince. An idea she hated but have come to accept as she had fallen madly in love with him just like every other girl in Ravenshore kingdom. Her dream was simple. Get married to the prince, become the next queen of Ravenshore, have as many kids as her womb could carry, and live happily ever after with her king by her side. Never did she imagine a day will come when all the beautiful dreams she had would crash in front of her when the most powerful alpha will claim her as his mate. Worse he already had a mate, which means she was the SECOND WIFE. Unacceptable! He must let her go, she would do everything to make that happen. He should better be prepared, for all those years she spent learning decorum will be thrown out the window and she would unleash the very demon her mother always termed as "unlike lady-like" on him. *** To avoid his mate, Alpha Nathaniel journeyed to the human kingdom for a festival. He was getting bored with the number of people sucking up to him and was about to leave but then… MATE! His wolf jumped excitedly. His wolf was barely excited when they recognized their first mate. So there you have it, your first polygamous Alpha or is there more to it than what meets the eyes? *** He wanted her, she hated him. Watch as Alpha Nathaniel tries to win the heart of his second mate while she makes things difficult for him in the worst way possible.
Pink_fantasies · 14.8K Views

Eclipsed By Fate

Who remembers the ruin of a god? Who dares to chase what was never meant to be touched, let alone claimed? Noor—an enigma draped in silk, a storm without thunder, a shadow that bends the world yet leaves no trace. Men speak of her in hushed corridors where power is traded like currency. No one knows her name. No one owns her story. No hand dares linger. She walks unclaimed. Unseen. Forgotten by design. “If you knew what I’ve done,” she whispers, her breath colder than moonlight, “You’d be praying I never look your way again.” But some things refuse to be buried. Some ghosts don’t stay dead. Some touches… don’t fade. Sanlang, sculpted in golden light, worshipped by millions, untouchable—except by the shadows clawing at the edges of his memory. And in those shadows, her eyes. “I’ve seen you before,” he says, voice trembling like a man on the edge of fire. “ Tell me your name.” She smiles. It begins with whispers in the dark. A body that remembers hers before the mind does. Desire wrapped in danger. Memory soaked in sin. “What are you?” he demands. “Everything you were never meant to survive.” He thinks he’s chasing her. He thinks he’s in control. He is wrong. “Touch me again,” she says, voice velvet and venom, “and I’ll show you the truth. .” He who was never meant to remember. But now that he does… the only question that remains is: “Will you let me live?” “Live?” she echoes. “What makes you think you get to choose again?”
Nephthys_Selene · 2.8M Views
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