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Penny has three brothers: one is a billionaire CEO, the second is the youngest military lieutenant, and the last is a successful actor. These three successful men had only one common ground: bullying Penny, their sore-eye of a little sister. The sister they never wished to have, and the one who claimed to be their real sister, while the sister they treasured all this time was a fake. After living a life of maltreatment in her aunt's home, some people of high standing came to Penny with news of her real parentage. She thought she was finally saved from her aunt’s clutches, unaware that what awaited her was worse. At 13, Penny only wished for one thing: for her brothers to love her and treat her like family, just as much as they loved their fake sister. She worked and studied ten times harder than anybody else just to be accepted by them. In her desperation, she foolishly fell into a trap set by a malicious person, not knowing her actions would result in the downfall of her brothers and her ending up in jail with a death sentence. On her execution day, Penny had only one thought in mind: If she ever got to go back in time, her brothers could pamper their fake sister for all she cared! She wanted nothing to do with them! And much to her surprise, Penny found herself back on the day it all began: the day she was born. As promised, this time, she wouldn’t foolishly try to earn her brothers' love and affection. Never mind family! She’d just make a lot of money, live in luxury, and make a family of her own! But wait, why is it now that she didn’t want anything to do with her brothers, they kept poking their noses into her business? Weren’t they supposed to pamper their fake sister? Why won’t they leave her alone?! And how on earth was she married in this lifetime? To make matters worse, this husband she never had in her first life was suddenly volunteering to be the father of her children?!

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

"You need to let me go, or we might end up opening your wound," she said. "I am not letting you go this time ", he murmured. "Am right here " She looked up to see his face. His eyes were drowsy as he stared back. His hand slipped to her face, caressing her right cheek. "You're cold ", he breathed. "Sort of " His fingers moved to touch her lips, slightly parting them. Not moving an inch she let him continue. Then, ascending to her nose, tracing upwards to her eyes. But then he came back to her lips, lingering there. "Something wrong with my lips ?" She asked. "I want to kiss them" he replied. "Oh..." She whispered. "Should I ?" his gaze didn't shift from her lips as he inches closer to her face. She wanted to move away but something held her in place. "You're not moving away" his breath brushed over her nose. "Should I?" mimicked. He smiled, caressing his face against hers. "No, stay still" he replied. Vera did as she was told; Alec's lips touched the tip of her nose and then descended to her lips, softly pressing down on them, like he was testing her, still not sure if she wanted it. And when she didn't, he pecked her again. She closed her eyes as he bent lower this time fully kissing her, taking his time tasting every corner of her lips. "Vera " he pecked her again. "Kiss me ", she suggested, holding his neck, not letting him move away. And he did, this time passionately opening up her mouth to his pleasure. His tongue clashed with hers as her body responded to his assault on her. Deeper and deeper, they drowned in their kiss until she pulled away, gasping for air. "You're okay ?" he asked. "Mmm", she muttered. He chuckled and exchanged their positions, pinning her down on him. "Don't move, or you will hurt yourself ", she grumbled. "Am fine " he went on. Placing her hands around his neck, he kissed her again, nipping on her lower lip. ....... In a desperate need to pay off her father's debts, Verana decided to get married. But things don't go as planned and she ends up married to a stranger ,one with a lot of secrets.

From fleeing for your safety and enrolling in a school filled with psychopaths… to being claimed by a deranged alpha prince? Yeah, you’re better off dead. • . • Jules’ life was picture perfect until his entire family got murdered all of a sudden, with him being the only survivor. A savior swooped In because he was still in immense danger, and that led to Jules taking on a new identity and becoming a completely different person overnight— and enrolling into Carnivals, a prestigious all-boys school for all supernatural beings. In Carnivals, monsters lurk the dark hallways and the strong preyed on the weak. You either become a predator or a prey… and from one look at Jules— a boy too pretty for his own good, with a slender and petite build, it was obvious that he was gonna be eaten alive by the predators. Here comes Blaze, a wolf who sends shivers down every predator’s spine in the school, an insanely hot Alpha who was as dangerous and deranged as the rumors claimed. He took one glance at Jules and decided there and then that Jules belonged to him. *** I inched backwards, eyes widening even more as my eyes zeroed in on the smirk tugging at the side of his lips. Blaze never smiled, and whenever he does, it never meant anything good. My heartbeat quickened as I scrambled backwards even more, breath stuttering to a stop as he began to narrow the distance between us. In no time, my back was plastered against the cold wall and that was when it hit me right in the chest that I was cornered and ensnared, like an actual prey… by none other than Blaze, when I had thought my life couldn’t get any worse. He towered over me effortlessly, emitting so much dominance and I had to tilt my head backwards for me to be able to meet his dark eyes, and my breath hitched when our eyes locked. He leaned down and my eyes snapped closed at once as I held my breath, waiting for him to strike. I’ve heard all the horrifying, endless rumors about him. He was an Alpha Prince whose presence someone like me should never be in. When I felt the tip of his cold nose glide over the length of my throat, my mouth fell open to release a startled gasp. He dragged in a long, audible breath and I felt a shiver rattle down my spine as I grew even stiffer, confusion clouding my mind. What was happening? Why was he doing this out of nowhere? Oh my gosh… he really was a deranged alpha like everyone says! *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: - Bullying. - Drug use. - Smut [a whole lot of it.] - Violence. - Harem [not between the main characters.] So… proceed with caution, you’ve been warned! *I don’t own the rights to the cover!

Kisha Aldens is a normal office worker with average earnings, not until she suddenly sees a system countdown in front of her. Her mind suddenly received a prompt warning about the apocalypse and urged her to integrate with the system to assist her with her survival. "Have I overworked myself again?" She thought while pinching the bridge of her nose. She blinked a few more times but the system interface is still there. Little did she know that this system would be her last lifeline in the upcoming apocalypse where human morals would be the lowest, trust is only a word and betrayal could happen in the blink of an eye. A naive person like her had to learn her lesson the hard way on how to survive and navigate in the zombie-infested world. And the worst part, she had to die 99 times to harden her heart and learn how to read the human heart. How will her 100th time be different from the previous lives, will she survive this time? And will survival be her only problem in the heart of the Apocalypse? No, there was a deeper scheme in play which she has to uncover moving forward.

Faith, fear, and fury. The strongest, most inalienable things that make us human. While the people of the world learn and grow, they shed feeling and emotion as time passes. Much like how matter cannot truly be destroyed, the energies of these sentiments never dissipates. Instead, it feeds beings born of all types of things, from ancient cultural followings to widespread societal discourse. In turn, these beings give back to the world--for better or worse. After the traumatic incident of his father's death, young DeMain is thrust into a world of turmoil and a hidden people right under the world's nose. As he harnesses a rare and unique ability gifted to him in exchange for his suffering, his view of the world unravels as he converges with others given the gift of Witchblood, an ability to see and interact with spirits. This book will take on its narrative based on the first-person views of three separate protagonists. I will remind those reading that 'protagonist' does not equate to 'hero' in all cases. A forewarning: This story includes many heavy themes and I felt the need to write them with the reality of how they happen. As such, be cautious. This book contains mentions of sexual assault, murder, violence, substance abuse, and overall conflict. There are also quite a varied amount of scenes with some 'gross' aspects to them. Though I imagine this would only affect those with vivid imaginations, you deserve to be warned regardless. Updates will done be once weekly if not more. (Things are subject to edits and changes!)

"Zhou Hua Fan...Where do you plan to disappear now?" His voice was hoarse and sore thus successfully souring her little red nose. Leaning against the door that he had uncharacteristically pressed his trembling fists against instead of breaking down like he so wanted to in order to see her once more. Biting her lips, Hua Fan buries her face into her already shaking shoulders suppressing her cries. Wiping the endless tears falling into her arms when she continued to hear him plead her so quietly but desperately it tore her up inside. "Do you have to do this? Can't...Can't you let me love you?" The back of her hand was bitten raw as a soft sob broke free upon hearing his plea. ~~~~~~~~ Zhou Hua Fan did not accept other people's love or goodwill. Knowing from a young age that all of it came with strings attached her personality had already twisted before it could be fixed. No one saw it or tried to see it. People call Zhou Hua Fan a selfish demoness who would suck the bones from a person before lowering her head and apologizing. They despise her, they fear her, the lawless princess of the Zhou family. However, this princess who should have everything, does she really have it all? When asked this the people around her gave various answers. "She was pitiful." "No one hated her more than herself." "An unfortunate soul." Asked this question, the man with dark clouds permanently gathered above his head sharply raised his dagger-like gaze as if wanting to murder you who dared utter her name without permission. "You have no right to judge her."

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"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

"Madisyn, I need to know!" Joey's voice trembled with urgency, her eyes searching Madisyn's for answers. "You don't deserve to know!" Madisyn shot back, her voice cracking as tears welled up in her eyes. "Not after you broke up with me!" Her words dissolved into sobs, her chest heaving with the weight of her emotions. "Please," Joey's voice softened, filled with desperation. "Just tell me… is the kid you're pregnant with mine or is it my brother's?" --- Madisyn had always envisioned a simple, colorful life. She dreamed of nurturing her children with love and being a devoted mother, building the family she had always longed for. After years of falling for the wrong men, she thought she had finally found the perfect one, the man who would complete her picture of happiness. But she had made a grave mistake. In her eagerness for love, she had handed over her heart too quickly, trusting too easily. It was a mistake that would cost her dearly when he abandoned her at the altar, leaving her humiliated on what was supposed to be the happiest day of her life. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, she soon uncovered the bitter truth: his love had never been real. He had faked every tender word, every promise of forever. But fate has a way of balancing the scales. Madisyn knew that revenge was a dish best served cold, and what could be more satisfying than turning to the one person her ex hated most? His own brother. Dating his brother wasn't just about moving on; it was about reclaiming her power. It was about showing him that she could rise from the ashes he left behind and find love in the most unexpected place—right under his nose.

Feng Suyin never thought she would lose her life and years of hard work on her wedding day. Adopted by the prestigious Feng family, she strived to prove herself a worthy member. However, who would have thought that her younger sister and her fiancé were secretly in love? It was only in the end that she realized that the person who truly loved her was the one she deemed as her academic rival for many years. After dying miserably in their hands and waking up one hundred days before her death, Feng Suyin vowed to prevent it from happening again. With her newfound knowledge, she was determined to protect herself from the betrayal that had led to her demise. As for Ji Yuzhe, who loved her secretly for many years… "How about we marry?" The blind man snapped his head towards Feng Suyin and glared at her, although he couldn't see her anymore. This woman had suddenly drunkenly barged into his home only to propose marriage. "You must be out of your mind." He said coldly. "Well, pardon me for asking. Your brother seems to like my sister more than me. He probably thinks I'm a potato." She shrugged. Ji Yuzhe pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming his way. It didn't occur to him that Feng Suyin moved to his side, her face inching closer towards his, catching him off-guard. “I might be a potato, but at least I’ll be your sweet potato.”

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Logline An unwilling pilgrim must guide three young elves across the realms in a timeless rite of passage, while they race to uncover the dark secrets of his Elven Way before their journey ends. Synopsis By Elven law, only when all men forget his transgressions shall an elf be granted parole. No living man remembers Latham’s transgression, and he must now walk the Elven Way as a pilgrim—an unwilling mentor bound by the arcane to reveal forgotten arts and lost magic to his cohorts—the least of his concerns. But after centuries imprisoned, the last thing he—or any pilgrim—wants is a show of secrets to snot-nosed gits. Here is a tale of some of Elven history’s most infamous—eccentrics and hoodlums—turned unwilling mentors to cohorts as eager as they are gullible. Aalto Stian, Son of Havelock of Nero—a pirate prince who drinks from his fishbowl, sailing waves that rage higher than most mountains stand. With nothing but flotsam for a foothold and the light of Fos as his compass, he grins right at the eye of the storm. Where will it lead him next? Hjordis Waldemar, Daughter of Hilde of Potiri—a noble’s eyes sting as she glares at her calloused hands, abashed. Will one who must swing her blade a thousand times for a reasonably decent strike ever reach the heights of the sword saints of yore? Wray Kaspar, Son of Ulf of Anemos—a hermit who calls the wind to play, only for her to take everything from him. In her wake, his path to reckoning lays bare—will he walk it? What to expect: Epic Progression Fantasy (Is that a real genre?) inspired by some of my favourite stories: imagine a whimsical blend of Avatar: The Last Airbender's bending/spirituality, with A Song of Ice and Fire's political intrigue (as best I can write), and Shadow Slave's insidious Eldritch horrors. A character drama first and foremost; I enjoy exploring what makes my characters tick—(but don’t expect a meandering, plotless story). Mature themes: body horror, intimate relationships (not just sex, but the emotional baggage—honestly, I think that’s the core of any relationship), trauma—whatever is true to my characters. I write what I’m creatively driven to express, but always with a view to move the audience, and never for indulgence. A writer terribly happy you’re here!

His eyes were throwing flames. It was crimson now. Smoke was coming out of his ears. He scrunched his nose, gritted his teeth, and chided, “what do you think about yourself?” His fangs started showing. She squinted her eyes and smirked, “The girl who beat you.” “Why did you come back? You ran away, then why did you come back?” he yelled. “To rub it in your face,” she replied. Her every word was like a dagger to his heart. “I won. I won and you lost, at last.” “I was so happy you were not here,” he chided. “Maybe that’s why I am here because I would hate to see you happy. I want you to cry and be sad all your life,” she snapped. “Cry, in front of you? You are the one who will cry. You declared war, now get ready to rumble,” he barked. ***** Can one fall in love with a Vampire twice? In a world where all the paranormal creatures, vampires, werewolves, and humans live in harmony, A vampire and a human fall in love but suffer a drastic breakup. Now they have a new relationship, stronger than their love – they are now enemies, business rivals. And now years later their siblings fell in love with each other. To get their happy ending they have to convert the archenemies into friends again. Will they succeed or will exes remain exes? Do any of the pair get their happy ending?

Follow Instagram @sere_nity_lee for new info novel of Serenity Lee [Mature content] [WSA 2022] || Vol 1-3 END "So, you are, my lecturer?" Audia asked as the two of them were on their way in Alvin's private car. Alvin cleared his throat once. "Yes, that is so." "No wonder I feel like I know your face," said Audia, matching her memory. "What do you teach, huh?" "Architecture." Audia nodded her head while her mouth formed an 'o' shape. 'Uh? .... Wait ... what?' Suddenly the nerves of her brain suppress the memory in the hippocampus. "Mr. Mandala?" Audia asked for sure. Which immediately got a nod from Alvin. "No way!" Audia screamed in disbelief. Her eyes narrowed at Alvin. "Why?" asked Alvin in surprise. A Mandala H, that's what Audia remembers when the new lecturer introduced himself when he first taught. Wearing a plaid shirt, smooth hair, neatly slicked back, glasses always perched on his sharp nose. Came with a bag containing his laptop and a textbook for teaching. Lecturer arrogant, pretentious cool, stingy smile, flat face, killer. Very different from Alvin who is now her husband. Unexpectedly 'that Mr. Mandala' and Alvin—her husband, turned out to be the same person. 'That annoying person turned out to be my husband?' she thought. 'Oh noooooo!' * * ******* ** The bride-to-be suddenly withdrew from the marriage due to an arranged marriage. Then run away and the news is not known. The groom-to-be was left speechless in front of the invited guests. Worry for a moment. Canceling the marriage contract or looking for an impromptu replacement bride. Until his eyes caught a woman in a white dress sitting among the invited guests. The other ones were students at his campus where he had just taught. As a substitute teacher. How will the story of their marriage continue? Will the seeds of love grow between these two strangers? With a myriad of question marks in the bride's heart, why was she chosen among the many other single women who were also present at the grand wedding of the son of one of Indonesia's well-known real estate entrepreneurs. cover: www.freepik.com === INCLUDE COLLECTION/TAP LOVE/ADD BEFORE READING. SO THAT THIS STORY IS IN YOUR READING LIST AND GETS NOTIFICATIONS WHEN NEW CHAPTER UPDATES ^^ CONTINUE SUPPORT THIS STORY, by throwing BLUE STONE'S POWER STONES FOR THIS STORY! — 1 POWER STONE WILL GET 1 FREE VOUCHER TO OPEN THE LOCKED BOOK. DON'T FORGET, A 5 STAR REVIEW YES! THANK YOU

Jason Chris is your stereotypical rich trust fund brat who only knows how to flirt around and spend money unnecessarily. However on an unfortunate night, he walks into a scene of his parents being slaughtered by a demon. Seeking revenge, he takes a deep nose dive into the hidden world of the paranormal. Armed with a century year old family heirloom; the Mystique Hunting System, join Jason as he journeys through the world of the paranormal, slaying ghosts and demons that blocks his path. . . . I retain copyright over the book cover

"Why can't you come back? My heart beats only for you. 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 "Oh, Edward!" Her rehearsed self-control slipped from its firm stand "I want nothing more but to stand in your arms forever," she sighed, "But I'm no more the girl you used to love, I'm 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 a concentratedly dangerous killer who would not rest until she has been reduced to ashes.

On his 17th Birthday, Lucatt finished his preperations to commit suicide. Leaving his family who hated him so dearly, Lucatt sat atop his schools roof. The place he loathed the most was the place where he would die. Taking his final breath, Lucatt jumped. Waking up seemingly unsathed, Lucatt's nose filled with a rotted stench as his surroundings had changed from a place of education, to a gore filled site.

All Bella ever desired was love, but her eyes only saw bone-chilling coldness until the day she was dragged into the depths of hell. Why? Because she wasn't the heroine of that so-called 'fairy tale'. Her fate was even crueler than she could imagine, described in a few lines written in an old book. A book that was written by some higher beings for their own entertainment, but they tossed it aside after just one cycle, not caring about the crumbling world within. After repeatedly reading the lines that depicted her death, Bella finally realized her bitter reality. Perhaps, if she went back death was the only ending... but instead of sorrow, a crazy glint shone in her emotionless eyes. After all, she had already died many times in the hellish place she entered a long, long time ago. "It's not a big deal to die once more, right?" In the midst of the pitch-black darkness seeping through the cracks in the sky, a beautiful silhouette swimming in a pool of water looked at her with knitted brows, showing dissatisfaction at her comment. He extended his hand and pinched her nose with a sigh. "Why do you always think of the worst?" A faint blush appeared on his cheeks when her previously emotionless eyes turned into crescents, peering at him playfully. "You-!" Alas, before he could finish his sentence, a warm hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him out of the water into a tight embrace. A deep exhale brushed against his pale skin as Bella nuzzled her nose against the crook of his neck with a satisfied expression. "If you give me a kiss, I won't say it anymore." A giggle escaped her lips when the man in her arms froze, his exposed neck turning a brilliant shade of crimson. 'How cute.' ------------- ------------- This story revolves around lots of characters as they discover their cruel reality. There are many supernatural beings and magical realms. The MC character will have a little twisted personality... Ahem, I mean she starts off as a villainess and remains one. *Whistles... Anyway, thanks to the MC's interference, the old abandoned story will regain popularity among the higher existences, kekeke. Together with the ML, Bella will search for a new path that leads them to find their beautiful reality. As for the other characters... Well, it's up to them to crawl their way out-! Thank you. ------------- ------------- Tags; #transmigration #regression #villainess #Iskei #merman #King/Queen world #Hell's journey #Hell's Queen #Not so lovely demons #Cute ml #handsome ml #Innocent ml (hehe, fl will taint him anyway) #Non-Human ml # #superpowers #Cruel fl #playful fl #magic #OP fl #Crazy fl #Dragon's descendent #romance #revenge #bored fl #The hell's spire #Death zone #The Authorities #System #Strength #Adventure... etc. ------------- ------------- (Even though the chances of me getting popular in this genre are very thin. Still, no one can stop me from daydreaming, hehe.) ------------- ------------- Note: The cover is not mine as I am too poor. All credits go to the owner. If he/she wants me to remove it, just ring me up in the comment section.

Soul Vault is an action-comedy with fantasy elements. It follows Kai Tamashi, an everyday person who inherited a life-changing power in a world full of evil. Demons, Spirits and spells lurk under the nose of humanity, humans with magical abilities known as hunters fight to protect secrecy from mankind. Welcome to the new world.

just as if controlled by an unknown force Adeline began to convulse vigorously as she reached her climax. As she steadied herself underneath Dileon, she took his hot pulsating shaft in her hand rubbing it upwards and downwards causing Dileon to moan with great pleasure. After several actions he exploded with a loud roar spraying his hot juices all over Adeline's bosom. The heat that had built up in him subsided immediately. Dileon lessened his weight on Adeline as he kissed and caressed her. Suddenly, the door burst open banging against the wall as the lights went on violently. Dileon immediately threw overcoat over Adeline covering covering hair down past her knees and her face showing only here ankle down the foot. King Nero matched in angrily followed by Queen Elizabeth and some other Court officials. A sharp voice was heard approaching from the back, it's sounded more like Princess Genevia. "See! there is the prince of Hillcrest define a woman and not just any woman, the first princess of Ghany. He had her drunk and decided to defile her right under our noses." Princess Genevia accused pointing. ”What is this prince?!!!" King Nero fumed seeing Dileon half naked. “What is this supposed to mean? who else would I be with if not my lady? "Dileon glared at the king with such animosity.“he lies to you father, I saw him drag Veronic here into this very room" Geneva continued to blurt. “quiet you! "King Nero command. King Nero pissed up a little and immediately stopped in a structure upon realizing adelines fair foot and weak ankle which she possessed. The Court officials gasped with surprise and humor as they realized the now shredded dress which Princess Adeline wore. “ That is Adeline my daughter! what have you made us do?" he felt ashamed of interrupting. Tilting up his head he wore an apologetic face with disappointment etched , "couldn't you two wait any longer?" He asked Dileon softly of course not expecting a respond. Dileon shrugged with a victorious smirk on his face.........................................

"Would you mind if I told you a secret?" He asked and finally gazed at me, sharing eye contact with me. "No... I won't, tell me..." I replied and he took a deep breath. "Rather let me show you." He said, stood up from the garden chair and stood in front of me with a distance of about five feet. "Come." He said and I stood without hesitating. It was almost like I was being compelled but I wasn't. I walked up to Raman and stood at least two feet away from him. Raman crossed the little distance between us and stood very close to me and all of a sudden, I felt his strong and masculine arm hook around my waist and he pulled me closer to him that our nose was almost touching. ****** When havoc is wrecked on the world of demons and the witches, when the rules binding the demons and witches for thousands of years is broken, when confusion and division is brought upon the demons and witches by a human, how far will the witches and demons go to resolve this problem? What happens when the witches make a shocking discovery that binds them all to Ella? Follow the tale of Ella and Raman in this intriguing love story.

Separated from the beloved Moon Goddess Chang'er, Tuzi the former-bunny turned divine lady, is violently thrown from the Realm of Gods into the Mortal Realm. Can Moon stay focused long enough to solve the mystery of who stole her beloved Tuzi, with the too-handsome-for-his-own-good, God of Sky distracting her at every clue's reveal? Why did the Sky God’s best soldier Atlas dive into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi? Will Tuzi be able to guard her heart against this dashing soldier? Why are so many alpha gods suddenly so interested in her business? And why are mosquitos the absolute worst…? Solve the mystery of the Moon Goddess’s stolen lady, in this romantic, funny and action-packed spin on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny. Bet you can't figure out who did it! [Novel images are AI generated] ******************** [Excerpt from Novel] The Goddess remembered that day clearly. As she floated in the sky near the cold doors of death, she shivered. She had lost too much blood. The pain was overtaking her senses. She knew she was dying. She hugged the rabbit in her arms even tighter, not wanting to drop her loyal friend. How the Goddess had wished she could see her loved one, just one last time, she thought sadly. The cold began to invade every part of her body, spreading itself like sharp frost through her bones. She had not thought that she would die feeling so lonely and scared. She choked back a sob. She wasn't sure if her eyes were becoming hazy and blurry from her tears or from her consciousness slipping away... "You're safe now... I will never let anything bad happen to you..." "Thank you..." she whispered gratefully. When the Goddess finally awakened, she was home within her palace in the Realm of Gods. She sat up slowly in her bed assessing her surroundings. Sunlight shone through the grand windows onto freshly cut flowers on the bedside table. She could hear the song birds serenading the world outside. The air smelled like a mix of vanilla and honey. Nothing was out of place here. She was wearing a light nightgown. She lifted the hem of it so she could take a look at her body. Her light skin was smooth and glowing. There were no injuries at all. For a moment, she wondered if her time on Earth as Queen Chang’er was nothing but a dream. She took a deep breath when she felt something moving under the blanket. Curious, she lifted back the covers and gazed into the face of the little rabbit who had been her companion through it all. The Goddess’s eyes became wet with tears as she lifted the rabbit up onto her lap. She couldn’t believe that the little bunny survived the journey to the Realm of Gods. “Was it you who saved me…?” The rabbit rubbed its furry face against her hands, wiggling her little cotton tail, happy that her master had finally awakened from her long slumber. “You silly one…” The Goddess touched her finger against the rabbit’s nose, which caused it to twitch slightly. “For your kindness,” she said gently, “I will repay you, my little Tuzi.” The Goddess worked her magic and changed Tuzi’s form into a human. Forever her companion and friend. The legend of Chang’er goes, that she became the Moon Goddess in the heavens, accompanied by her loyal white rabbit. Sometimes, if one stares long enough at the Moon, they can see the rabbit shift into a human.

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[Mature Warning 18+] "You're my perfect little whore for tonight, but you're also a good girl. So, I'm going to fuck you like you're both." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It was a meaningless one-night stand—no names, no feelings. They clearly drew the line that it was just one of too many nights that just happened. After a night of passion they were supposed to part ways and never cross paths again. But what happens when fate has bigger plans? Zayden De Parenti is the devil in disguise, heir to a ruthless Italian mafia empire. He is cold-blooded, merciless, powerful and completely irresistible whose destiny is intertwined with becoming the next Mafia Lord. But in order to ascend to the throne, he must have a wife. The city of Brighton serves as Zayden's personal chessboard, where he has already chosen who will reign as his queen. The woman already consumes his every thought and has no idea what kind of monsters lie within him. He's determined to own her, corrupt her and burn down the whole world for her. Edith Florence Sinclair, the infamous daughter of the Mayor of Brighton. Since childhood, she has lived under the shadow of an elite society following her parents rules but never could be the perfect daughter. After establishing her own coffee shop, she moved on to have a life of her own. However, her freedom seems to change overnight, when she is bound to save her dad's secrets and reputation by marrying  Zayden De Parenti. Edith found no escape from this forced marriage because she turned out to be pregnant with the next heir of the Parenti family. Will Edith resist Zayden's dangerous allure, or will she fall for him? Can Zayden guard his heart against the temptation Edith stirs within him, or will his ambition ruin them both?

The starry night sky was graced with a gorgeous full moon . A serene and calm atmosphere befitting a night of love for the wolves who had found their mates but not for the Moon Road pack the most powerful pack in the west. " Howl! Howl! Howl! " Dangerous grieved cries of Drake and his pack cut through the silent night like a knife ready for the kill. ______a while before " Bella, my love" Drake said coquettishly as he snaked his hands slyly around Isabella's waist to hold her tightly in his embrace from behind. He leaned into the crock of her neck inhaling her scent which intoxicated him. " Drake ! What are you doing?" She scolded trying to hold back a blush with her half revealed shy smile. " Izzy why are you calling me like that again?" He complained as he turned to face her with a mischievous smile. Then she said still with her back facing Drake, " I know you're excited and desperate even. You probably can't wait to mark me. You've waited for all this time. Don't come up with any naughty ideas now when there's just a few minutes to go" " But I just wanted to hold you " Drake said coquettishly as if he was a little boy caught stealing candy. * I just wanted to hold her. Is that not even allowed? * He thought probably pouting in his mind. _______ Who would have thought that the godly feared Alpha Drake Nillocks of the Moon Road pack known to be unapproachable yet inresistible would be swayed of his feat by a simple woman from his pack just like that after an encounter in which he almost killed her. Drake is tall. Very tall even for a wolf male. He has an intense shade of black shiny hair that looks bluish when turned right towards light reaching the middle of his neck . His vibrant green eyes that could suck the soul out of anyone with just a glare, his thin kissable rouge lips coupled with his straight jawlines made him to die for. He has the fit body of an alpha. He is very masculine having muscles in all the right places. From his straight neck to his broad shoulders and firm arms to his wide chest and abs all giving way for his slim waist line coupled " Drake it's not allowed for the groom to see her bride before the ceremony why then are you here. Jeez ! Do you know you're calling bad luck to come right at our door step" she sighed softly. " I can only pray nothing bad happens" ______Isabella is a very beautiful she wolf. With an average height of a wolf and straight dark brown hair that reaches the middle of her back that isn't a rare look in Moon Road pack but her gorgeous face was something that could get everyone wowing at a glance. She had a round plum face with a pair of crystal clear almond shaped amber eyes, a cute high bridge pionted nose, straight thin brows and her very long lashes that made her a top class seductress with every blink couple with a pair of natural cherry red lush lips she was a beauty of all kinds of beauties. Cute, elegant, classic, hot , sexy, gorgeous she was all in all. Isabella came from an average family in the Moon Road pack. As every she wolf's dream she only hoped that after she got her wolf on her coming of age she would be able to find her mate and live a simple life filled with love with him. On her eighteenth birthday, Izzy finally got her wolf 'Alma' and in her excitement she shifted immediately and run into the woods to experience her new physiques agility. She probably didn't expect to meet and even crush into the feared Alpha of her pack that she had never seen. Yet that strong masculine rainy scent and foresty green eyes could never leave her mind till they finally met again at her door step when he'd traced her scent to her home. ______mating ceremony The ever awaited mating ceremony didn't come out as expected. Rather than joy the Moon Road pack were scarred for a lifetime. Sworn to avenge his love, Drake spent two straight years in vegence until he smelled her " Why do I smell Isabella" Drake exclaimed __ Why is he smelling Isabella? Isn't she dead

There can only be one mean and ruthless CEO to be feared by many in the world of real estate business, but can be sweet and vulnerable when he is with the love of his life, or, so Mabel Thompson thought. After cheating Michael Adams slams Mabel with divorce papers, and her world is turned upside down. She wonders where the loving and caring husband she had known all these years, vanished to, all of a sudden. The mystery is unraveled as Mabel, through the help of her husband’s cousin, Sophia, discovers that her best friend is her husband’s mistress. What can be more shocking to Mabel when the air between her and her best friend is cleared and they both discover the one true mistress of her husband, one who has been living under their nose as an imposter? Read as Mabel Thompson rises to the top, despite getting divorced while being pregnant, the struggles she faced birthing a child in a world so cruel, and how she takes her revenge on everyone who caused her pain.

In the midst of the winter season, the cold air that tickles my nose and the thick clothes I was wearing to keep my body warm and the slippery edge of the rooftop building I was standing. The city covered with snows as snowflakes keep on falling. Ah, this is the best day to die... The cold winter was reminded me of my parents. Will they cry if I die? Will they regret everything that they've done so far? Or they will still stay on my very-ill older sister side?

" you drew stars around my scars now I'm bleeding"__ Abigail Ratchford _____ Being raised in the Ratchford mansion not allowed to see the outside world . and known as the emperor's pampered daughter.turning twenty she's made to marry the golden son of the Anderson family.unknown to her about the cold dark eyes watching her from her , watching her every move . Who would have known the day she turned twenty was the day her sweet pampered life turned upside down ____ She opened the door with a bang as herr gaze fell on a horrid sight . It wasost trenchous thing she have ever seen , she felt like puking. It smelt so bad . Lost in her thought her gaze fell on two bodies her eyes shrank as she rushed in . She stumbled back in fear . Her gaze fell at her father's headless body and his head rolled across the room. Her mother was drenched in her own pool of blood . Her wedding dress was stained in blood not realizing when she tried to touch the body wondering if it was just her imagination. She wanted to scream as her eyes staired at the face , her mother's eyes were rolled backward, her lips ashened and her lips parted slightly. A hand cover her mouth as all the scream turned to mumble. A strange scent of tobacco waft into her nose . Her mind clouded with fear and confusion . " Long time no see miss Abigail Ratchford _missed me ?" She heard him chuckle from behind . It took a few second to recognize the familiar voice behind her . As her eyes flashed in horror.it couldn't be ? ..wasn't he dead ? ___ keep reading shadow and bones

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