Softly Gently Sweetly Discreetly

Oliver West never expected his quiet life to turn into a nightmare. The boy who once shared secrets and summer adventures with him has become someone he doesn’t recognize. Keiran Morrison - tall, dangerous, and devastatingly handsome - now uses that same intensity that once made Oliver’s heart flutter to terrorize him instead. Every day at Riverside High is a battle for survival. Every corner could hide a new humiliation. Every moment of peace is just the calm before Keiran’s next storm. But why does Keiran’s hatred burn so bright? What happened to turn childhood love into adult cruelty? And why, despite everything, does Oliver’s heart still race when Keiran gets close - even when he’s terrified? Some mistakes can’t be forgiven. Some wounds run too deep to heal. But sometimes the line between love and hate is thinner than you think.

In the drama-filled hallways of Cresthill High, Mao stands out for his calm and quiet demeanor. His life takes an unexpected turn with the arrival of Hana, a new student who unknowingly takes his seat by the window. As they develop a subtle yet profound connection, Mao finds himself opening up to Hana in ways he never has with anyone before. Their relationship blossoms quietly, built on shared silences, exchanged supplies, and stolen glances. But when Mao confesses his feelings to Hana, she's forced to gently reject him, leaving Mao to navigate his emotions and their evolving relationship. This story explores themes of quiet connection, vulnerability, and the complexities of high school relationships, all set against the backdrop of a dramatic and rumor-driven school environment.

Anya, 28, carries an air of quiet resilience beneath her graceful exterior. With olive-toned skin, soft black waves, and deep green-hazel eyes, she moves through life with gentle confidence, her delicate floral dresses and matching earrings reflecting her understated strength. Balancing university lectures and restaurant shifts, Anya’s world is a delicate dance of responsibilities, yet her heart harbors untold stories memories and feelings she guards closely. Elias, in his early thirties, is the embodiment of poised elegance. Tall and fair-skinned, with piercing ice-blue eyes that seem to see straight through the surface, he exudes a calm power and precision shaped by his senior role in corporate management. Behind his minimalist style and commanding presence lies a man who has built walls around himself, wary of letting anyone close. Their worlds collide unexpectedly on a crisp spring evening at the restaurant where Anya works. The sight of her in casual attire, her hair loose and framing her face softly, captures Elias’s attention like nothing before. For Anya, seeing Elias a figure from headquarters, calm yet intense stirs emotions she hadn’t expected to confront while juggling her busy schedule. As their encounters grow from silent, stolen moments to hesitant conversations, both must navigate the complexities of their lives Anya’s demanding shifts and personal struggles, Elias’s corporate pressures and guarded heart. A shared ride to the train station, gentle teasing, and quiet confessions slowly chip away at the walls between them. Set against the backdrop of everyday challenges and small moments of connection, their story unfolds as a tender exploration of trust, vulnerability, and the courage it takes to rewrite one’s own story. “Silent Collisions” is a romance about two souls learning that sometimes love comes not in grand gestures, but in the quietest, most unexpected encounters.

Jian's mundane life shatters when his girlfriend leaves him, triggering the activation of the Verdant Sovereign System. This mysterious entity promises him immense wealth and power, but at a price: he must embrace and cultivate his darkest desires, transforming into the ultimate "Green Young Master." Driven by an insatiable hunger for control and pleasure, Jian orchestrates intimate encounters for his loyal, imposing bodyguard with unsuspecting women. From the shy, innocent Mia and her equally demure twin sister, to the captivatingly humble Rosita, each liaison is a calculated fulfillment of Jian's "verdant" desires, often in exotic settings or unexpected moments. The System tirelessly rewards his indulgence with boundless wealth and unique "charms" to manipulate women, deepening his immersion into a world where tantalizing pleasure unfolds before his eyes. With his bodyguard fulfilling his every command, Jian delights in seeing his conquests' bodies yield, a silent dance of power and submission. He promises himself that no desire will remain unfulfilled, making the world his personal playground, ripe for observation, indulgence, and discreetly orchestrated passion.

"Aria," he said softly. "Today is your birthday." It wasn't a question, but I nodded nevertheless. "The moon is full tonight," he added, his voice quiet. "You will attend the ceremony." "Of course, Elder," I replied, puzzled. All eighteen-year-olds attended the ceremony. It was essential. He leaned in, smelling gently. "You already feel it, don't you? "The change." My heartbeat skipped. "What change?" Elder Malin's eyes narrowed. "Interesting. "Very interesting." He reached inside his pocket and retrieved a little pouch. "Wear this tonight." I accepted it hesitantly. Inside was a simple moonstone pendant with a leather cord. "But this is for—" "Wear it," he interjected. "Hide it under your clothes if you must, but wear it." Moonstones were precious. They aided our connection to the Moon Goddess during ceremonies. However, they were only given to wolves from influential families (Alphas and Betas). Not Omegas like me. "Why?" I questioned. Elder Malin glanced at Mira before returning his attention to me. "Because someone is harboring secrets about you, child. And tonight, those secrets may be revealed." ~ I never mattered in our pack. Omegas like me serve, submit, and survive. We don't dream of love. We don't dream of power. She was the future Luna. I was just the girl who watched from the shadows. But everything changed on my 18th birthday. I felt the bond. I met my mate. One of the Alpha's sons. But the Alpha has triplets, and I felt the mate bond with all three and it seems the three of them felt it too — three perfect warriors, three powerful Alphas, three secrets buried beneath the surface. One of them is my destiny. One of them is lying. And one of them might be the death of me. The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes... but this time, I think she might've given me too much to handle.

Pain. That's all I could process at first. Not the "stubbed my toe" kind of pain, but the "someone used my body as a punching bag" variety. Every nerve screamed in protest as consciousness dragged me back from wherever I'd been floating. 'Where the hell am I?' My eyes wouldn't open properly. Everything felt wrong - the air smelled different, tasted metallic on my tongue. The surface beneath me wasn't a hospital bed. Too hard. Too rough. "He's waking up." A woman's voice, soft but strange. Accented in a way I couldn't place. "Finally. Three days is a long time, even for sky-people." Another voice, older, male. 'Sky-people?' I forced my eyes open and immediately wished I hadn't. The woman leaning over me had gray skin. Not sick-gray, but actually gray, like stone. Glowing white tattoos traced patterns across her face and arms, pulsing gently with her heartbeat.

She stripped herself before him, baring not just her body but whatever it was left of her dignity. "Isn't this what you wanted, like all the other Alphas?" She asked him, her voice trembling with pain and contempt. He stood frozen as he beheld the figure before him. And after a few minutes, picked up her robe and wrapped it gently around her. Then he walked away. An awkward cackle escaped her lips even as the burn of humiliation scorched its way down her throat. --- They say the Bloodmoon brings out the worst in beasts. For him, it made him Alpha. For me, it made me hunted. When I was chosen as a tribute to the Bloodmoon Hunt, I expected to finally have a mate. After being rejected five times by my previous ones. But what I didn't expect... was it to be him. Alpha Denzel: brutal, cold and cursed by the moon itself. Everyone fears him. They say he's unlovable and untamable. Because of his tyranny. But I’m not everyone. And I’ve got a beast of my own. That beast of an Alpha is mine to tame. Or destroy. Whichever comes first. *** Rejected. Unclaimed. Unwanted. Danika has spent her life cast aside by her pack, her father, and by fate itself. But when she’s chosen as a tribute for the Bloodmoon Hunt, her fate changes in the most brutal way. She was never supposed to matter. Now she’s the only one that does. The truth is bloodier than she ever imagined.

Kivas Chariot is struck by the sun—an event that corrupts her soul beyond repair. In the blink of an eye, she's transported into the midst of a cosmic ritual, performed by three eldritch beings beyond comprehension. Overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of their presence, her fractured soul erupts in a desperate tantrum, shattering the terrifying rite. Yet beneath their monstrous forms, one of the entities reaches out to her gently—soul to soul—and asks a simple, warm, and comprehensible question. “What is it you truly desire?” Tears welling, Kivas whispers from the depths of her being. "I want to be loved!” The entity grants her wish. But not directly. Now, somehow awakened in a strange new world, Kivas discovers something bizarre—there are stats, HP, MP... even classes and skills. In a world where time matter less and power are more rampant, Kivas attempts to strive and live her brand new life.

After a near death experience, Nnenna wakes trapped again in the fragile body of her fifteen year old self, born into a cold, loveless household where she was nothing more than a shadow to the true heir. But this time is different. Armed with a mysterious Love System that allows her to turn hate into love, one mission at a time, Nnenna sets out to heal broken hearts and mend shattered bonds. Each act earns her “Good Points” and slowly reshapes the world around her. Yet as her past resurfaces, forgotten secrets, hidden origins, and the true story of her family, Nnenna must face the ghosts she once left behind. Along her journey, two figures emerge from the haze of her past and present, a soul she thought she had lost forever and another who had been by her side all along. Both carry promises of love, but can she trust their intentions? Will either of them earn her heart? Most importantly, can she learn to love herself? He sighed softly, after a long pause “I trained my whole life to protect this kingdom… but I never expected the one I’d want to protect most was you.” Nnenna blinked, stunned. “Why now?” “Because if I wait any longer… I’ll regret it for the rest of my life." In a world where love can be both a weapon and a salvation, Nnenna’s journey will test everything she believes in, about family, fate, and herself. Can she rewrite her destiny before the past consumes her once again?

Summer Bellani had everything—wealth, power, beauty, and a love she believed unbreakable. As the cherished daughter of the Bellani family, she lived a golden life in Italy under the adoring gaze of her four influential brothers and a fiancé who once called her his world. But it all shattered the day her father returned with a secret daughter and placed her into their home like an honored guest. That daughter—Ciara—smiled sweetly, spoke gently, and stole everything. Betrayed, isolated, and slowly poisoned to death, Summer died with hate in her heart and blood on her lips. But fate gave her another chance. Now reborn to the time before her destruction, Summer is no longer the naive socialite people remember. With sharp instincts, a deadly calm, and the aid of Sham Sham—a mysterious system bound to her mother’s ancient artifact—Summer sets out not just to reclaim what was hers… but to ruin those who dared strip her of it. Armed with beauty, brains, and her newfound bond with the ruthless stock market and cutthroat business world, she weaves herself into entertainment scandals, backroom boardroom deals, and the darkest layers of power. What she doesn’t expect is him—the paranoid, emotionally-walled male lead who sees through lies but is haunted by his own demons. As their worlds collide in a slow-burning war of obsession and mistrust, Summer realizes that love may not be the weakness it once was... but a weapon. Betrayal was her past. Domination is her future.

She smiled like spring; he stayed quiet like winter. When Lin Keqing transfers to a new school, she never expects her quietest classmate, Gu Yuyan, to notice her tapping habit—or to reply with a handwritten note. A blue paper. A simple message. That’s how it begins. In a classroom filled with silence, two souls start to connect—without speaking a word. Through daily notes slipped between textbooks, they slowly unfold each other's world. He's the top student, known for his distance. She's the new girl with a smile that hides her loneliness. This is a story of paper messages, quiet laughter, healing hearts, and the youth that passed—softly, like a river under moonlight. "You don't have to say much. I hear the silence in you."

Monster Invasion, Blue Star's rules have changed, leading to a great turmoil in the world. Rules have descended, and human girls awaken with fierce beast templates, transforming into animal-eared girls who can summon fierce beasts alongside contracted boys. There are all sorts of animal-eared girls like Pegasus, Flying Tiger, and White Snake. Fluffy animal-eared girls, delicate animal-eared girls. Xiao Ye awakens the God-level Beast Master System, which allows for unlimited contracting, the ability to detect others' templates, and rapidly enhance the forms of summoned beasts. After being dumped by his girlfriend, Xie Mengxuan, an SSS-class Nine-tailed Fox template school beauty, immediately proposes: Be my boyfriend. Xiao Ye is stunned, as he considered her a bro, yet she wants to be his wife! Cheng Bingxi smiles sweetly: Take advantage of the overly shy deskmate and coax him into being a husband! There's also the Nine-tailed Fox demon school beauty, Five-clawed Golden Dragon bearing girl, Soaring Kunpeng queen, and the Divine Beast Qilin empress. Xiao Ye, looking at a nest full of SSS-tier animal-eared girls, expresses: Bring on more!

"Do you like me?" "Yes..." "When did it start?" "A long time ago..." "Will you always like me?" "The fireworks...will always be with you..." Looking at her upturned face, the girl's timid hand was gently lifted up. The warmth in her palm has always been so familiar. "Want to go watch the fireworks together?" "Yes." The summer fireworks blooming in the deep night are just like your touching and tender smile twelve years ago. ---------------------------------- PS: Youth daily life story, childhood friend single female protagonist.

«You’re mine, Daven… from the very beginning. Until the very end». When I woke up, I realized I’d been reborn inside the world of the novel my wife once wrote. Only this place isn’t the heroic tale of swords and demons she imagined. Here, the mad goddess who killed me keeps appearing in my dreams, laughing sweetly as she tears away everything I love… even my sanity. Every time I try to run, her voice reaches me: «If I can’t have you… I’ll destroy you». Now I’m trapped between shattered memories, a love turned to ashes, and the twisted obsession of a being who can devour it all. To make things worse, I’ve been reborn as the fiancé of the heroine… who absolutely despises me. Meanwhile, a saint watches me with eyes full of stars, whispering that I belong to her. What the hell is wrong with this world? In a place where love is as dangerous as destiny itself, can I ever break free from the chains of someone who swears they love me… or will I end up in their arms anyway, knowing that’s where death awaits?

“In spring, a single grain is sown; by autumn, ten thousand seeds are reaped.” [You’ve barely managed to plant a Tier-1 spirit plant, Emerald Bud Rice, using crude techniques. EXP +0.1!] [Emerald Bud Rice grows vigorously. You gain Emerald Bud Essence (1%)!] When Li Ye reluctantly accepted the sect's spirit farmer task and planted his very first seedling, a path toward immortality unfolded before him. With a system panel to aid him, he received feedback from every plant. Talisman crafting, alchemy, artifact crafting, formations, gu techniques… “All these are merely meant to protect one’s path. If you truly want to become immortal plant trees.” Li Ye smiled calmly. Behind him, countless plants gathered in reverence. A towering tree pierced the heavens, connecting all realms its presence at the very center of existence. As its branches gently drooped, the Dao Fruit of the Green Emperor quietly took shape.

After being confined in a mental asylum for years, Jin Jiuchi had just been released back to human habitation when he suddenly found himself trapped in a dangerous and thrilling survival game. Wait, is there something wrong with you all? Why do you look so scared? This world is so… exciting! For Jin Jiuchi, this beast in human clothing who was chained by society laws, the appearance of the Nightmare Cycle was akin to a dream come true! Drinking tea with a dismembered bride in a haunted apartment, dancing tango with the evil spirit in the depths of suicide forest, skipping rope with the ancient god in a forgotten civilization… Jin Jiuchi was so happy that he was going crazy! However, when he went crazy, all the players and NPCs in the cycle trembled in fear. *** There was only a beautiful jade doll who had never been afraid of him. Shen Nianzu called out softly, "Jin-ge." Jin Jiuchi, who was happily digging through a rotten corpse's stomach, suddenly dropped everything and zoomed in front of Shen Nianzu with a speed invisible to naked eyes. His eyes were curved into crescents as he asked, "What's wrong, Nian'er? Do you want to join me too?" Shen Nianzu was expressionless as he stared at the bloody man in front of him. Then he suddenly stretched out a hand, palm up. Confused, Jin Jiuchi placed his dirty paw in Shen Nianzu's hand and shook it. Shen Nianzu: “Good boy.” Jin Jiuchi: ? *** Lunatic drama king, wild beast gong x big beauty, cunning, strong-acting-weak shou Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, supernatural, psychological, mystery, slow romance, ghosts, gore, monsters, beasts, shameless protagonist, survival game, teamwork, unlimited flow, horror, suspense, younger love interest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord

Synopsis: Matthew and Vinny were never meant to be good for each other. Once childhood friends, their bond shattered as they grew up, leaving behind resentment, jealousy, and an unspoken hunger for something neither could define. Vinny, charming and untouchable, hides his fear of real attachment behind manipulation and indifference. Matthew, cold and calculating, has learned never to trust—especially not the boy who once abandoned him. When a twisted plan sets them on a path of deception, betrayal, and undeniable attraction, the line between love and hate blurs. Vinny is supposed to be playing Matthew, making him fall only to break him apart. But as Matthew fights back with his own cruel games, the heat between them ignites into something neither can control. Toxic, passionate, and impossible to resist, they are each other’s greatest downfall. Because in a game where both are red flags, obsession is the only thing left standing.

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Disfigured since infancy by a lethal poison, Jasper is the young master of the wealthiest merchant in the kingdom. However, he lost everything to the scheming environment. With revenge in mind, he will strive to be as strong as possible and as wealthy as his late father. Eventually, he will try his best to build his kingdom. Along with his game-like system, he will discover a world he didn’t know existed. What to Expect: Weak to Strong MC: He’ll take the merchant path before truly beginning his martial art journey. RPG System: A game-like interface guides and aids his progression. Business & Schemes: Expect clever plots and economic maneuvering. Low-Key Start → High-Key Rise: The protagonist begins discreetly but eventually becomes a major force. Strong Subordinates: Allies matter—the world doesn’t revolve solely around the MC. However, betreyal is something to be wary of. Dangerous Villains: Intelligent, cunning antagonists who challenge the MC. Building kingdom: MC will build his own kingdom later on. World of Chaos: Monsters, dungeons, martial arts, and shifting power dynamics—kingdoms fall, sects rise, and the world evolves with each major event. Romance: No harem, probably (Still not certain but that's what I'm planing for the moment.)

The seasoned player of "Abyss of Stars," the [Starfall Master] Li Zi, brings a system template and travels to the game's world, arriving in the era of the game's beta version. This is the worst of times. The cosmic forces and conglomerates collude, causing the doors to the universe to be closed, the planet's resources to be exhausted, and even sunlight to be monopolized. This is also the best of times. All the extraordinary systems are just beginning. In this era, he is the only [Starfall Master] with the final version patch. While people are enthralled by the smoke of plasma guns and cannons, Li Zi has already torn apart battleships with gravity. While superhumans are smug about their awakened abilities, moonlight has already become Li Zi's servant. While the interstellar fleet crosses the Milky Way, Li Zi has just ignited the forty-second star, illuminating the entire universe. "People have been trapped on the ground for too long; they've forgotten that this starry sky should belong to all of us." —Facing the unspeakable aboriginal evil gods, Li Zi, holding a black hole, gently said.

"THE CAFÉ REUNION" tells the story of Aditi and Lihan, two souls whose paths intertwine again after a decade. Their unexpected reunion in a bustling café brings back a flood of memories and unanswered questions. As they tentatively rebuild their connection over coffee and shared moments, the novel gracefully weaves in flashbacks to their high school days, revealing the innocent beginnings of their bond and the reasons for their eventual separation. Lihan, burdened by past patterns of "disappearing," struggles to commit, while Aditi gently pushes for a genuine second chance. This is a heartwarming tale about overcoming past regrets and the enduring power of a forgotten connection. Can Aditi and Lihan navigate their old wounds and new uncertainties to build a future together, proving that sometimes, the most profound connections are worth fighting for?

Some mercy comes with a price. When Ren Aperion discovers a mysterious girl bleeding and unconscious in Neo-Tokyo's underground, he acts out in the spur of the moment saving her. She's beautiful, defenseless, and clearly needs medical attention. But as sirens wail and manhunts intensify, Ren's closest friend starts getting suspicious about the girl he's harboring. The city's most wanted "terrorist" isn't some cold-blooded killer lurking in the shadows—she's been cooking him breakfast with a smile, humming softly while she flips pancakes in his kitchen. Yet every news report calls her a threat to society, a dangerous revolutionary hell-bent on destroying their world. The question is whether she'll trust him with the truth, or protect them both by living a lie. In a world where technology blurs the line between human and machine, the deadliest weapon might just be truth. This story is made by me, using pre-made text structures. Also the Image is AI generated

Theadræll remains quietly apart from time, watching centuries pass without her. Her life is measured not in moments, but in memories—in echoes of places now lost, and faces long faded. She writes, not to preserve herself, but to gently honor what once was. These pages are fragments of stillness and longing, meant for those who understand that true stories rarely shout. An intimate reflection on eternity, solitude, and the quiet beauty hidden within memory.

Hailey Sinclair opens her eyes, back in the body of her thirteen-year-old self. In her past life, she did everything to win the love of her fiancé, the crown prince, only to watch him fall for another woman. This time, she won’t waste her life chasing love. Her new goal? To become the head of House Sinclair. Years later, she meets Adger, a transmigrator from another world. "This world... it's just fiction. A novel. And you?" Adger said softly. "The story needed a villain, and you happened to be the perfect scapegoat." A regressor. A transmigrator. What happens when two broken pieces of a story refuse to play their roles and choose to rewrite destiny instead?

“What are you saying? You will take whatever punishment it is I would give you?” Lucien looked at her, he smiled when he saw that she was standing up to him. Lily’s body was shaking, she was not sure if she was going to be able to handle the torment going to come from the man in front of her but she knew that it was going to be either that or her family would be killed. Lily folded her hands, took one deep breath she locked eyes with the man standing before her. “I will take your punishment and I will be fine.” Lucien walks up to her with a smile on his face, he takes her hands and leads her to the bed. Pinning her down he looks her in the eye. “Such big mouth for a little flower, but since you want to show you have grit. You should know that you are my property now, you can’t go anywhere without telling me, you can’t make friends, and you can’t die without letting me know. Do I make myself clear wildflower?” Lily swallowed softly, she knew that she was in his territory and the wrong words might be the end of her. “Yes sir,” Lily took it upon herself to make sure that nothing would happen to her family, but it was not just to make sure that they were safe. She also did it to make sure that she would get closer to Lucien Rosario to take his life, making sure that she would avenge her father.-even if it meant falling into the devil's dark world.

A World Not Meant to Be Trapped inside a fragile illusion of peace, Moore drifts through the days—disconnected, tired, and utterly alone. To his classmates, he’s the quiet boy at the back of the room. To his adoptive family, a burden. But to his sister Ronell, he is everything. Ronell knows their world isn’t real. Whispers of memories tug at her heart, and her brother’s fading light terrifies her more than the truth. As their reality begins to unravel, she clings to the fragments of the boy he once was—and the story she’s been writing just for him. Set in a dreamlike simulation where seasons pass softly and secrets hide in cherry blossoms and starlit cafés, A World Not Meant to Be is a slow, emotional tale of siblings torn apart by fate—and what remains when the world forgets you.

"I don't care what they say... I don't care who he is. You're still mine." He looked softly into her eyes and leaned in slowly, she shut her eyes as their lips met. His kiss was soft, he sucked gently on one lip after another with a beautiful rhythm. But something was wrong. Kaelen kept popping into her head... the excitement and weakness her body felt, his woody scent, they were all she could think about. She tried to return Ronan's energy but she felt...nothing. She pulled back slowly with an apologetic look"I should get packing" she said quietly.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.

After an unfortunate car accident, I was reborn in the body of a beautiful girl. The original owner had wronged a wealthy and beautiful older sister, and when the truth came to light, she had to repay her debt with her own body. Don’t panic, first express my apologies gently, proactively suggest the way she wants to repay, and then kindly remind her to take care of her health. “I’m very sorry, but what you want is probably that kind of thing, right? I’m just worried about your abilities." I said, having some communication difficulties. I didn’t know why she was furious, only that from that day on, life became painful. No abuse, light-hearted. ................................................................. Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. For advance chapters: p@treon.com/ShinningNovelTranslations (replace @ with a) Translated Original Name: 重生为美少女后每天都在挨收拾 Author: 香草和布丁

***Together, they were like fire and ice.*** Damon pursued, ready to conquer while Alexander ran, trying so hard to remain cold and guarded. Alexander had thought guarding the sick crown prince was something so easy until he found himself cruelly yet so innocently tempted. ***excerpt*** There was indeed nothing he could do when it came to this man. "You...you are shameless." Alexander managed to say something once he recovered from his momentarily shock. Damon smirked. "I know and I am unapologetic for being that way. Alexander, I am going to do whatever it takes to make you mine." Damon smiled painfully, his voice serious as his eyes burned into his. Alexander was lost for words. At least Damon was being brazenly honest about his intentions. Knowing that did not help to lessen his overwhelmed state at the bold declaration. Now, Alexander knew this man had his eyes set on him but what was he going to do about it. Run or give in to his desires. Desires his mind was still coming to terms with. Running was the safer option because uncertainty was not his greatest suite. But... this man had assured him that he had no problem chasing him. Alexander knew he was doomed...so sweetly doomed. ... Hey guys, I have decided to try writing something new, a genre I haven't tried before but one that I find interesting enough to explore. This book is a romance BL novel and if you are one that likes the genre or loves to try new things, please don't hesitate to try out my new book. Also, feel free to check out my other novel... The heiress's revenge: A rise from the ashes. Thank you!