Whoosh Cleaner

The world changed. When mana awakened on Earth, demons came with it — monsters invisible to anyone without mana in their body. To protect the public, Hunters were formed. But not everyone who awakened chose the right side. Damian Crowe just wanted to survive. A barista by day, a crime scene cleaner by night — cleaning the aftermath of demon attacks. At least... until he discovered something no one else had. He could talk to demons. And more than that... he could extract their powers. [+5 Strength — Extracted from the demon Vileclaw] [Demon Eyes — Extracted from the demon Nightrend] When the Demon Extraction System appeared before his eyes, Damian realized one thing: Being a cleaner... was only the beginning.

The city of Stockham, thirty miles north of London, was a hotspot for business activity. To those outside of the city, they only saw the legitimate importation and finance companies that posed as the forefront of the city's business sector, but those deep in the system knew that this was only a front. Behind the legitimate businesses and fake economic stability was a ruthless world of gangsters and mobs run by three families that had existed since the city was first founded: the Lucas, the Bellegrini, and the Romanov. These three families ran the city's underworld, and in this twisted world that stood on a foundation of blood, drugs, and bullets, you would need to be both ruthless and cunning in order to survive. .... Dante Lucas was the head of the Lucas armed forces, known only as the Cleaners. He was a ruthless man who was both praised and feared by the members of the Stockham underworld for his terrifying efficiency and undeniable skill. Dante believed that he would spend the rest of his life as nothing but a Cleaner—responsible for erasing enemies and ensuring the Lucas family's power remained intact—and he was more than happy to play this role till the day he died. But Dante's life took a sudden turn when the boss of the Lucas family, George Lucas, died unexpectedly. And rather than passing on his immense fortune to his firstborn son, as was the tradition in the family, the boss passed it to Dante instead. Now, Dante was stuck in a world filled with enemies both outside and inside the family, and he would have to use all of his abilities to protect the lives of his family members while also trying his best to grow the Lucas family to the strength they once possessed.

In a shattered world once governed by flawless systems and divine-class AIs, Kael is born broken. No class. No stats. No Soulcode. In a world where strength is defined by the system embedded in your very essence, Kael is a Null—a glitch, an error, a discard. He was meant to be deleted. But something went wrong. When a system fracture triggers a global reboot, Kael awakens with access not to a class… but to the roots of the system itself. He can read hidden code. Hijack broken skills. Steal fragments of forgotten classes. And worse: he learns to evolve outside the system’s control. Hunted by corrupted AI remnants, rogue players-turned-monsters, and system-cleaner entities, Kael must navigate a ruined game-world teetering on the edge of collapse. Ancient guilds war over glitch-ridden relics. Towering megastructures hide lost classes. Memory shards hold the truth of what really destroyed the world. With every kill, he steals power. With every secret uncovered, the system adapts. And with every level… he becomes something less human. Or something more. He was supposed to be nothing. Now he might be the only one who can break the system—or remake it in his own image.

In a nation where justice is just a mask, Bruce—an untouchable lawyer with blood on his pen—rules Zimbabwe’s underworld from the shadows. Ministers, drug lords, and cops alike kneel when he speaks. But when a foreign intelligence agency deploys Micah, a cold-eyed operative from ECHO, to dismantle Bruce’s empire, the balance trembles. Micah builds a taskforce to hunt the elusive kingpin—unaware it’s rigged with moles, spies, and secrets from both Bruce… and a third power lurking in the dark, hungry for the throne. As chaos erupts and trust dissolves, a Cleaner from Saudi is brought in to purge the rot. Yet the truth is a blade no one sees coming: Micah is Bruce’s son—his final, silent weapon. And by the time the truth surfaces, it’s already too late.

Meet Eleanor "Ellie" Chen, a spirited and somewhat clumsy 38-year-old woman whose life takes an unexpected detour from her quiet hometown in a powerful, unnamed Eastern nation to the bustling heart of the United States (the "Most Powerful Nation"). After a series of bewildering mishaps and an immigration snafu she still can't quite explain, Ellie finds herself with one peculiar job offer: a cleaner at the illustrious White House. Armed with her trusty mop, an unusual knack for attracting chaos, and a complete lack of filter, Ellie is a fish out of water in the highly formal, meticulously ordered world of presidential politics. From accidentally flooding the Oval Office to mistaking a foreign dignitary for a lost delivery man, her tenure at the White House is a constant source of eye-rolling exasperation and bewildered amusement for the staff. Enter President Jonathan "Jon" Sterling, the most powerful man in the world. He's known for his decisive nature, his sharp wit, and a surprisingly short fuse when it comes to presidential protocol. Initially, Ellie is nothing more than a bizarre, yet oddly charming, nuisance. But as her unvarnished honesty, unexpected insights, and hilarious misadventures slowly chip away at his presidential facade, Jon finds himself inexplicably drawn to this woman who sees past the title to the man underneath. "The President Fell for His White House Cleaner" is a hilarious, heartwarming, and utterly improbable romantic comedy about an ordinary woman stumbling into the most extraordinary of love stories. With a backdrop of White House antics, laugh-out-loud misunderstandings, and a sprinkling of international intrigue from Ellie's mysterious past, this novel proves that love can blossom in the most unlikely of places, even between the leader of the free world and his favorite — and most chaotic — cleaner.

[THE COVER OF THE NOVEL ISN'T MINE IT IS CREATED AREKUSHISU_1 ] Adrian Cross was a man carved by war and hardened by loss. After watching his adoptive family brutally murdered, he tore through the world like a storm—until his revenge was complete… and so was his life. Then, he woke up again. In a new world. In someone else’s body. Now he is Franz Kafka, a mysterious transfer student in a world straight out of a cliché power-fantasy novel—complete with a chosen one, childhood-friend heroines, and divine systems. But Franz isn’t part of the story. He’s not even supposed to exist. What begins as a second chance spirals into something far stranger. Tasked by bickering gods to “protect the main cast” until an impending world-shifting event, Franz must play bodyguard, cleaner, and occasional executioner in the shadows of a story he doesn’t care about. But when a figure from his past appears—someone he thought he lost forever—the line between peace and bloodlust blurs once more. As Franz starts unraveling the world’s secrets, old rage bubbles up… and with it, a darker question

In a world shattered by a devastating meteor shower, nature has turned hostile. The skies bled strange lights, wild life mutated into horrors, and humanity awakened to supernatural powers in a desperate bid for survival. Cities became fortresses, and the awakened, powerful humans were the military might of every nation. But not everyone was gifted. Riven, an F-ranked Awakened, is a Cleaner — the lowest rung on the ladder. His job? Scrape up monster guts, salvage what’s valuable, and stay out of the way. His life is simple, thankless, and dangerous in the shadows of real heroes. That is, until the day he cuts open the corpse of a grotesque chitinous behemoth… and finds a strange cocoon pulsing with life. One thing led to another it later hatched because of his blood. And she stepped out. And let's say she ended up making him a monster... and a father... A father of a massive colony.

Buffer Waifu: Awakening Beyond the Code Livia, a psychology student, falls into a coma after an accident. Her consciousness awakens in the MMORPG Aethelgard as a unique NPC, "Mental Supporter Lv. 1." Thrown into the chaos of the Bloodbath & Beyond guild, Livia aids players (Ethan, Rian, Sari, Dimas, Bima, Alex, Mei) in overcoming their traumas using her empathy skills, from Empathy Spark to Soul Cascade. Despite despising the viral nickname "Buffer Waifu," her abilities inadvertently awaken other NPCs, drawing the attention of Cleaners and the Overseer, data-deletion AIs from DEVS ORIGINALS. Pulled into the digital prison of World Dev-0, Livia forms an alliance with "reject" NPCs, realizing she's an "emotional anomaly" in a DEVS experiment. She escapes, returning to Aethelgard, and reunites with her guild, where a romance with Ethan blossoms amidst the struggle. In the real world, Rian uncovers a DEVS ORIGINALS conspiracy: they're extracting "emotional data" from comatose individuals, including Livia. DEVS unleashes the Core Purifier and Ethereal Purge, entities attacking Livia across both worlds. Livia, torn between her game reality and her hospital bed, faces a crucial choice. Through therapy and emotional bonds, Livia helps her guild resolve their traumas. She also fulfills a promise to NPC Clara, finding her child in the real world. After a climactic battle across two realities, Livia fully awakens. However, a final warning from DEVS ORIGINALS—"The game is not over yet"—hints that Livia's destiny remains intertwined with the digital world. This is a story of discovering identity, love, and fighting manipulation for freedom between two worlds.. Buffer Waifu : Awakening Beyond the Code is a reebot from my other story : I Accidentally Became a guild Therapists.

In a near-future dystopia, a young digital-era revolutionary named Zaren rises to power through viral charisma, social media manipulation, and promises of a "cleaner future." Haunted by a broken childhood, economic collapse, and endless wars, Zaren believes the root of national decay lies in the "obsolete burdens of society": the elderly, the poor, the disabled, and criminals. He proposes a "Final Mercy Act" — a system of death chambers masked as humane euthanasia centers, where those deemed unworthy or "anti-nationals" are eliminated. Many follow him, blinded by hope, fear, or desperation. But Zaren faces a quiet yet powerful enemy: the Constitution, upheld by a coalition of old-school lawyers, students, and AI-led civil rights groups, who believe every life has value, no matter how inefficient it seems. Zaren’s war isn’t fought with guns—but with propaganda, court rulings, hacked AI ethics models, and televised debates that feel more like execution arenas.

When a mysterious massacre wipes out an entire crime family in Lagos, Nigeria, all fingers point to a ghost organization long thought extinct — the Black Fog Syndicate. A cynical, cold ex-investigator turned forensic cleaner, Ikenna Odu, is reluctantly pulled back into the world he abandoned. As alliances shatter, lieutenants turn traitors, and law enforcement is compromised at every level, Ikenna must untangle a decades-old conspiracy before he becomes the next casualty. But there’s a catch: the enemy may already be within his own circle.

A faint whisper sounded in her mind telling her to call it's name, though near death she summoned her courage and spoke a an unknown word "$#@/()@##)@)#" In an instant Whoosh---  A powerful kick smashed the tyrants head and drove directly into the ground with such force that it's neck directly cracked as its body spammed and wiggled before turning silent "So, you're the lowborn hybrids that commands this fellows here?" The whole group was stunned as they turned to look at the person who appeared from nowhere and killed a tyrant with a casual stomp The youth was tall with a slim stature visible even though he was covered in a long white cloak, shoulder length white hairs with light blue eyes shimmering with an ethereal light but that couldn't hide the disdain and contempt present in those seemly cold and unfeeling eyes even though he had a smile on his lips.

[BL— Warning: Adult content 18+. Extreme Smut every 20 - 30 chapters] "You," Augustine began, his voice firm and direct. "I'm making you an offer: we get married, immediately. This isn't a request, it's a demand." Augustine's uttered with a piercing gaze. Charles scoffed. “What type of bullshit is that?” He fired back. *** Augustine Wales is a cold CEO who is known as the most successful and influential business man in Country H. His name alone commanded respect, his steely gaze and cold demeanor strike fear into even the most hardened of hearts. He was a man of few words, each syllable weighted with the power of his position. On the eve of Augustine Wales 29th birthday, he received an unexpected call from his family, their demands clear and uncompromising: find a spouse, or forfeit your stake in the family's vast wealth and influence. In that very moment after receiving the phone call, the gaze of Augustine fell upon a young man named Charles Donald and without thinking twice, Augustine immediately made a proposal to Charles, but was met with a swift rejection. Augustine's proposal was rooted in desperation but little did he know that fate was drawing him toward a future he never could have predicted. "What will happen when Augustine Wales, the powerful CEO, finds himself unexpectedly falling for Charles Donald, a humble cleaner in his office?" "When Charles' deadly secrets rise to the surface, will their fragile bond shatter, or will their love prove strong enough to weather the storm?"

"You're actually just here because you have no choice. The contract has been signed and there's no need going back. However, you must not expect me to love you, Carlos Bill does not love anyone..." His eyes were so cold that the small petite girl shivered under the weight of his heavy aura. "The day you demand for my love, that day will be the last for our relationship! I hope I've made myself clear?" Anna nodded as she gulped. He smiled and slowly pulled her in for a hug. ___ Sheltered and cared for, Annabel Liam, twenty years old, diagnosed to have the very same illness that had been the cause of her father's death, she lived a carefree life, working in a hospital as a cleaner. She grew up with a loving family and came from a good background, but when her ailment became worse, and she neared her death, she decided to experience the feeling of love and the feeling of being married. Maybe... just maybe, she would actually find solace in the great beyond if eventually she dies.

Desperate to pay off her mounting debts and avoid disgrace, Ana takes a job as a stripper for just one night. That evening, she crosses paths with Fred Nork, the elusive and wildly successful CEO of Majesties, a luxury brand dominating the high-end women's footwear industry. Known for his power, wealth, and icy demeanor, Fred isn't the type to entertain attachments, but something about Ana draws him in. What begins as a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more intense. Their one-night stand leaves Ana overwhelmed with shame. Before the sun rises, she slips away, leaving nothing behind, except the memory of a night that would change her life forever. The next morning, Fred wakes up to find blood on the sheets and a cold, empty bed. The realization hits him hard, he had been Ana’s first. Something unfamiliar stirs inside him, but with no way to find her, he forces himself to move on. Weeks later, Ana discovers she’s pregnant. With nowhere else to turn, she decides to contact Fred using the business card he had slipped into her bag that night. But when she finally arrives at his office, she’s met with a devastating sight, Fred is engaged to Tiana Monroe, a wealthy socialite with her ruthless ambitions. Before Ana can even process the heartbreak, her cruel stepmother throws her out upon discovering her pregnancy, leaving her homeless and alone. With no options left, Ana stumbles upon a job listing for a cleaning position at Majesties and seizes the opportunity, determined to survive for her unborn child. Inside the towering empire of luxury and wealth, Ana does her best to stay unnoticed. But her beauty and quiet strength make her impossible to ignore. Soon, she catches Fred's eye, though he doesn’t immediately recognize her as the woman who slipped away that night. Intrigued by the shy yet resilient cleaner, Fred finds himself drawn to her in a way he can’t explain. But not everyone is pleased. Tiana senses Fred's growing fascination with Ana and is determined to eliminate any threat to her position. When tensions explode into a fiery confrontation between the two women, a shocking truth is revealed, Ana is pregnant, and the child belongs to Fred. Now faced with a choice that will alter the course of his life, Fred must decide, will he fight for the woman he can’t seem to forget, or will he let the expectations of high society dictate his future? As secrets unravel and emotions ignite, Ana must ask herself, can she trust a man like Fred with her heart, or is she destined to be just another forgotten night in his past? With love, power, and betrayal at stake, one question remains, will Tiana let go of the man she has claimed as her own?

Alicia Heist Johns is a daughter of a cleaner and the king of the royal palace. The king fancied her mother, so her mother is kicked out of the palace. Soon her mother dies and her father takes her in. She is bullied and despised by her stepmother and stepsisters. Her father doesn't show her any affection. What will happen next?

On that night, as I walked aimlessly through the alleys with tears streaming down my face, I kept mumbling, “I hate my life, I hate my life, I hate my life.” I was so immersed in my self-wallow that I didn't realize how far I had wandered up the mountain until I tripped on a rock and landed on my right knee. “*Hissed* How do I walk back down limping?” I murmured into the silence, unsure of what to do next. Just as I was about to find my way back down, something caught my eye at the top of the mountain, just a few steps away from me. A flower was glowing there, radiant and mysterious, and I couldn't help but feel intrigued by its presence. I limped towards it, ignoring the pain in my knee, my gaze fixed on the flower as if it held the answers to my troubles. As I stepped closer, I heard a rustling noise behind the bushes. “Hello, is someone there?” I called out gently, but deep down, I figured it was just a rabbit or something. My attention remained on the flower, its beauty ethereal, enhanced by the full moon hanging in the sky. Just then, I felt an odd sense of courage wash over me, and I decided to touch the flower. As my fingers made contact, I was unprepared for what happened next: the flower's glow transferred to me, slowly causing it to wither away. “No, no, what did I do?” Panic surged through me as I tried to brush the glow off my body, but instead, it became even more blinding. Suddenly, I felt something leave me, and whoosh—I was lifted off the ground, emitting a fog-like glow as the world around me darkened. “*Gasp* Where am I?” I opened my eyes wide, darting them around in confusion, trying to make sense of everything. “Was it just a dream?” I wondered aloud, but everything looked so familiar; I found myself in my room, yet something felt profoundly different. I stood up, intent on freshening up, but paused when I noticed my fingernails—they were ash-colored and longer than before. I didn’t remember getting a manicure, so what was happening? I pushed those thoughts aside and stripped down to take a quick shower, but that’s when I let out a startled scream. A massive flower tattoo covered my back! “H—how? I didn't do this, right?” Confusion and disbelief washed over me, but beneath it all, a thrill of anticipation began to stir within me. What had transpired? What did it mean for the future? The events of that night felt like a catalyst for something far greater, and I couldn't shake the feeling that my life was about to change in ways I could hardly comprehend.

The Crack in the Sky promised every human a power-giving System. Kael prepared harder than anyone. He got nothing. Branded [NULL] and abandoned during the monster-filled apocalypse, Kael faces death – until the System glitches. A catastrophic error ignites the Apotheosis Engine inside him. It doesn't grant powers – it steals them from the corpses of anything he kills. Monsters. Traps. Even other humans. But the Engine is unstable. Its power explodes unpredictably, mutating Kael's body and mind. Worse, it broadcasts his location like a beacon. Now, Kael fights to survive using stolen, glitching power – while hunted 24/7 by: Terrifying monsters drawn to his energy, Ruthless human survivors craving his strength, And the System's ultimate cleaners: the ERROR PATCHERS, designed to terminate anomalies like him. One wrong move, and the Engine making him a god will tear him apart. Can Kael steal enough power to survive the System that rejected him... before his own glitch destroys him?

In the interstellar era, after his soul transmigrated, Yang Bo discovered that he could randomly acquire abilities from the beings he killed! Kill a goldfish, and you get +1 swimming! Kill a bat, and you get +1 echolocation! Kill a rat, and you get +1 dynamic vision!

Rishi Mehta was just a 19-year-old kid — tall, kind-hearted, and cursed with a patch of white hair that made him a target for bullies. Dreaming of a powerful hack like in his favorite games, he never imagined his wish would come true in the most brutal way possible. One day, a massive portal appears right outside his college, unleashing superpowers on the world. While others gain abilities like flight, speed, or elemental control, Rishi is granted the rarest and deadliest skill: SSSS+ Trainer — a real-life game trainer allowing him to copy skills, boost his health, mana, and stamina to immortality, and bend reality like a cheat code. But such power comes at a cost. When Rishi uncovers a hidden weapon—Project HADES—and meets the legendary Codefather, the original god of this new world, he’s faced with a choice: surrender his humanity to become the new system god… or fight a battle that will rewrite reality forever. Now hunted by ruthless Cleaners and faced with enemies who can delete entire Trainers with a thought, Rishi must decide what kind of player he wants to be: the ultimate cheat, a savior, or something far beyond. In a world where life is just code, and power corrupts even the purest souls, only one thing is certain— You can’t escape the game.

Mia Cruz just wanted a simple life. Raised by the Johnson family since she was five, while her mother worked as their cleaner, Mia kept to herself—until the three Johnson brothers came back from abroad. They still tease and torment her like when they were kids, but Mia knows their secret: they are fierce werewolves. On her eighteenth birthday, Mia discovered that she is not just a human and precisely her father could have been a werewolf.Mia’s world shatters when she discovered she is fated to the Johnson's sons. Not one but three. Bound by an ancient, powerful bond, the three alphas who once ignored and teased her now want her for their own. Caught between desire, danger, and secrets, Mia must learn to survive being claimed by three powerful brothers—and decide if her heart can hold them all.

In a fractured galaxy where old wars never truly end, AP Titan—a disavowed black-ops agent turned outlaw—survives in the shadow of humanity’s greatest mistake: Project Eos. Once part of a secret program to weaponize artificial consciousness, Titan vanished after the war that shattered Earth’s power. Now, a ghost transmission from a dead station calls him back into the storm. The source? Lira, an advanced AI thought lost in the Red Nova Conflict—and Titan's last connection to a life he abandoned. But Lira’s reactivation is no accident. Something ancient is stirring beyond the collapsed Nexus Gate, and someone powerful is hunting her. Cleaners, black-armored assassins with no allegiance, are erasing everything tied to Eos. To protect Lira and uncover the truth, Titan must navigate derelict space stations, hostile factions, and buried lies that could reignite a galactic war. As secrets unravel, he discovers a terrifying truth: humanity’s extinction didn’t begin with invasion… …it began with a whisper from within.

Desperate to pay off her mounting debts and avoid disgrace, Ana Thompson takes a job as a stripper for just one night. That evening, she crosses paths with Fred Nork, the elusive and wildly successful CEO of Majesties, a luxury brand dominating the high-end women's footwear industry. Known for his power, wealth, and icy demeanor, Fred isn't the type to entertain attachments, but something about Ana draws him in. What begins as a fleeting moment of passion turns into something far more intense. Their one-night stand leaves Ana overwhelmed with shame. Before the sun rises, she slips away, leaving nothing behind, except the memory of a night that would change her life forever. The next morning, Fred wakes up to find blood on the sheets and a cold, empty bed. The realization hits him hard, he had been Ana’s first. Something unfamiliar stirs inside him, but with no way to find her, he forces himself to move on. Weeks later, Ana discovers she’s pregnant. With nowhere else to turn, she decides to contact Fred using the business card he had slipped into her bag that night. But when she finally arrives at his office, she’s met with a devastating sight, Thorne is engaged to Tiana Monroe, a wealthy socialite with her own ruthless ambitions. Before Ana can even process the heartbreak, her cruel stepmother throws her out upon discovering her pregnancy, leaving her homeless and alone. With no options left, Ana stumbles upon a job listing for a cleaning position at Majesties and seizes the opportunity, determined to survive for her unborn child. Inside the towering empire of luxury and wealth, Ana does her best to stay unnoticed. But her beauty and quiet strength make her impossible to ignore. Soon, she catches Fred’s eye, though he doesn’t immediately recognize her as the woman who slipped away that night. Intrigued by the shy yet resilient cleaner, Fred finds himself drawn to her in a way he can’t explain. But not everyone is pleased. Tiana senses Fred’s growing fascination with Ana and is determined to eliminate any threat to her position. When tensions explode into a fiery confrontation between the two women, a shocking truth is revealed, Ana is pregnant, and the child belongs to Fred. Now faced with a choice that will alter the course of his life, Fred must decide, will he fight for the woman he can’t seem to forget, or will he let the expectations of high society dictate his future? As secrets unravel and emotions ignite, Ana must ask herself, can she trust a man like Fred with her heart, or is she destined to be just another forgotten night in his past? With love, power, and betrayal at stake, one question remains, will Tiana let go of the man she has claimed as her own?

"Hi. I'm Akaash. I used to be a zombie. Now I'm a ghost. Still dead, just... cleaner." Death was supposed to be the end. For Akaash, it was just the next weird chapter. Once a brain-devouring undead prankster, Akaash has evolved - or devolved - into a ghost stuck somewhere between the living and the dead. He can float through walls, pull pranks on the unsuspecting, and monologue about how much he misses the taste of warm, squishy brains. But when he accidentally possesses the body of a dying human named Ravi and saves his life - kind of - Akaash finds himself wearing a stranger's skin with no idea how to give it back. Now posing as a medic in a ragtag band of survivors, Akaash must pretend to be human while unraveling a much bigger mystery: the Veil between worlds is thinning, ancient whispers are stirring, and ghosts like him are starting to vanish. Forever. With a mysterious spirit named Amara guiding him, a kid who sees too much, and a decaying world on the brink of a second apocalypse, Akaash must face the truth: He might be the only thing standing between oblivion and whatever comes after death. Funny, frightening, and full of soul (even if the main character doesn't technically have one), I Used to Eat Brains is a wildly original undead fantasy about identity, redemption, and the horrifying cost of being forgotten.

The story is being reforged — I’m currently rewriting the first arc for a cleaner, more powerful launch. Volume 1 will release soon with deeper worldbuilding, more intense character arcs, and a tragic spark you'll never forget. Follow to be notified.

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

Five years ago, Lila, a rising-star painter in New York, was imprisoned for arson on the eve of her art exhibition, and it was her boyfriend Ethan's "eyewitness testimony" that reported her. After serving her sentence and being released, Lila found that Ethan had become a new tech tycoon and was about to marry Scarlett, the only daughter of a jewelry magnate. When she applied for a job as a cleaner at a top Manhattan art gallery, Scarlett, wearing an iris mask, poured red wine all over her hair and said, "This color suits you really well. It's just like the flames that burned the gallery back then." The gears of revenge began to turn, and the thorn totems engraved on the three platinum rings were slowly unveiling a bloody conspiracy that spanned two generations...

How is The cover hehe.... “Love is just a transaction—and Romeo is here to negotiate.” Meet Romeo, a self-proclaimed ladies’ man with the charm of a wet sock and the confidence of a lottery winner. With his best friends—Jack, the scheming hustler, and Noa, the perpetually exasperated voice of reason—Romeo embarks on a series of absurd misadventures, from disastrous dates to chaotic road trips. “A product is only as real as the belief behind it. That’s basic economics.” Enter Von Swipe, the self-proclaimed “love guru” whose questionable advice leads Romeo from one hilarious failure to the next. Whether it’s wearing a ghillie suit on a date or chasing storms with a vacuum cleaner, Romeo’s quest for love is anything but ordinary. “Dreams probably died in this car. And my bank account.” With a beat-up car, a group chat full of bets, and a trio of friends who redefine the word “hopeless,” Romeo with No Juliet is a laugh-out-loud journey through the chaos of love, life, and friendship. “Will Romeo ever find his Juliet? Probably not. But the ride is worth it.” And am i forgetting about someone ? Yeah that's all .....

"Why can't you come back?" He sniffed, eyes red and blazing with love, and pangs of guilt gnawing on my chest. "My heart beats only for you," he continued, knees propped hard on the floor and head slightly bent. I felt like the devil himself as I watched tears flow uncontrollably from his eyes. He would not understand, would he? I bit my lips nervously wishing there was something I could do to console him. "Your sight alone quenches my thirst and hunger. Come back to me and I'll accommodate both you and your daughter," he broke into a weak sob "Come back to me, lest I die," he breathed heavily, holding his chest as he voiced the words and my heart sliced into shreds. "Oh, Edward!" My rehearsed self-control slipped from its firm stand. "I want nothing more but to stand in your arms forever," my voice vibrated with a brewing sob. "But I'm no more the girl you used to love, I'm now a Prostitute!" Orphaned Roxanne, manages to land a job as a cleaner in a very prestigious company after four years of waiting helplessly. But this job comes with many tasking responsibilities that keep her forever on her toes. One of them being the fact that she has to keep herself from drowning in the grumpy CEO's lusty bed However, withholding herself from falling into lusty temptation isn't the only struggle she has to face, as she is doomed to find out that the secret of her birth family has been lying beneath her nose, that her moral self-control against lust has slipped out of place and given way to a seed that has zero chance of knowing a father and that there is dangerous killer who would not rest until she has been reduced to ashes.

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