Thumped Traduction

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18. But she survived, and with her extraordinary eyes, her heart was trained to remain untroubled. The first time she saw Jiang Beiyu, she heard a song beating "thump thump" in her chest. He was so handsome. Su Nanzhi fit the image of a delicate beauty all too well, and she happened to have been nurtured in a rural village for over a decade. Her uncles, brothers, and sisters in the family looked at her as though she were a performing monkey. That is, until this performing monkey shed all her covert coats... Theater 1: Owing to Su Nanzhi's heart condition, her classmates were always afraid to say anything too stimulating, even speaking to her in soft, gentle tones. Later, at dawn, a few classmates who loved horror films bumped into Su Nanzhi at a midnight showing in a movie theater. Classmate: “…” Is the tolerance for heart disease this high now? Su Nanzhi: Will you listen to my explanation? You might not believe it, but the ghosts in the movies aren't as scary as the ones she saw when she first started out. Theater 2: The handsome and distinguished young man read Su Nanzhi's old journals and found out how she had drooled over her own face for more than just a day or two. He frowned as if he had encountered a problem trickier than Goldbach's Conjecture and finally couldn't help but ask her: “Are you sure you're just into my face?” “My body is pretty good too, do you want to check it out?”

``` « Même si cet univers n'est vraiment rien de plus qu'une forêt brutale, sanglante, ombragée, nous les Cultivateurs brûlerons tout ce que nous possédons juste pour produire une faible étincelle vacillante dans les ténèbres ! « Peu importe la faiblesse de chaque étincelle, sa brièveté, sa petitesse… Tant que les étincelles affluent sans relâche, alors un jour, l'une d'entre elles allumera un peu d'amadou, et cet amadou enflammera des branches tombées, et ces branches embraseront chaque arbre de la forêt jusqu'au dernier ! « Au final, même les plus petites étincelles finiront par mettre le feu à la forêt ombragée et illumineront le monde entier ! » ------ ** Qidian International et l'ancien traducteur, M. Strivon, ont trouvé un accord pour racheter les chapitres et les héberger sur notre site. Nous continuerons la traduction à partir du dernier chapitre traduit par M. Strivon ** ```

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!" ______________________ This book will lean toward dark romance, but there will be no r@pe. This author doesn't like glorifying SA as romance. I am trying first time for CQ, so please support this book with power stones and by adding it to your library. Your support is immensely needed! ＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

Mark hatched out of an egg one day, reincarnated as a demon! His body was as strong as iron, instincts capable of noticing a silent fly multiple meters away. Eyesight sharp enough to see the small holes in an enemy’s clothing. Moreover, he also had a system. [Soul Devourer] [Eat souls to grow stronger.] [Mind-type Demonic Tricks have been derived out of your demonic bloodline!] [Heart Input!] [Input unsolicited thoughts in an enemy's heart and influence them!] Mark took a deep breath. How can he allow himself to live a mediocre life after being given this second chance? Now, he wanted it all! Women, wealth, power, status, and even eternal life! His ambition was set, his heart was on fire. A demon had been born. ``` =●= Author's Note: What kind of story will this be? Strong to Stronger more than Weak to Strong. Mark will be an incredibly powerful fighter among his Tier most of the time but not invincible inside it. Expect a lot of incredible power systems throughout multiple worlds, a gripping narrative, a bundle of lovely female cast, and lots of sweet, tasty world-hopping. And heart-thumping, blood-boiling battles. Discord Link for character arts and to get in contact with the author: https://discord.com/invite/6ZGpkzxtTe Disclaimer: There will be explicit smut chapters but NO Yuri, NO NTR, and NO R*PE. (No Mind Control R*PE here. NADA.) Romantic relationships of the MC will not be a mind-manipulated puppet show. I despise that. He cares for his women as much as they care for him. As far as I can, there will not be any cardboard characters made to fill in the character count in the MC's harem, either. As in, all important characters will have a story of their own; as if they themselves were a main character. Hopefully, it all goes well. I am trying my best, you just have to read it now. Enjoy the ride!

One day, a colossal meteorite struck the Earth, triggering a series of cataclysms. While humans were just beginning their process of recovery and planet reconstruction, an unknown energy began to spread across the Earth. Trees grew larger, animals became more powerful, threatening the survival of humankind. Fortunately, humans did not remain passive; they evolved as well, harnessing this energy to increase their own power. Among them, some received a gift from the universe from birth: a plane seed. Over time, as the Earth expanded, the rate of plane seeds among humans continued to rise, to the extent that almost every human possessed one. A new chapter in human history unfolded, with gods as the backbone of society. Some people will call it a new dawn; the dawn of the gods, Anonymous, May 28, 81395. (english is not my birth language, so there might be some faults in the traduction)

"NOVAAAA!" She yelled from downstairs, while I jerked. The thumping sound on the stairs, was just two steps away to - the door wide open, she was looking furious, uh-oh! LIFE is beautiful, only if you play by rules. Decision you choose will lead you to the path of your DESTINY, destiny which somehow is chosen by you. So there is nothing to cry about or laugh about! Maren, the girl who is the DIVA of the school, eye candy to every handsome guys, and the parties life! Just the way I wanted my life to be. "This is your LAST YEAR of high school and you are late again! I am so not surprise with this behavior." Ugh, give me the knife, he would NOT be breathing right now! * * * This is the only way I guess, to be what I WANTED! Who thought, this would END like this! What THE heck, where am I ? How come she, she is- And things get more INTENSE as she doesn't TELEPORT when she felt she should have! Did she BREAK a rule? And if so, what it was? And how can she clear the MESS? Will she ever get in the Cambridge University!? Or she will be STUCK here forever and make her life a living nightmare!

Bronze WINNER of WPC#322: Male Lead: Zombie Invasion Takemi Kazuichi might very well be the luckiest and unluckiest person in the world. He was an orphan, and he was severely bullied in school. Because of that, he became a hikikomori, a shut-in. When he turned sixteen, he was adopted by a rich couple who loved him as if he was their own son. Unfortunately, they died in a plane crash, and Kazuichi never overcame his bad habits of being a shut-in, largely because of his preying relatives. Fast forward to four years later, Takemi Kazuichi still stayed in the house left by his late parents. He never bothered going to work or going out to socialize with people. For the lack of a better term, he was a rich hikikomori. He never even bothered to check the news or log in on any social media. All he did was live his life in solitude, devoid of any human interaction. One day, as he came out of the shower, he heard a strange thumping sound by the doorway. "That's weird, I didn't order any delivery today." He told himself before absent-mindedly opening the door. And what stared back didn't resemble a human at all. It was a zombie— or so that's what the first thing that came into Kazuichi's mind. Unbeknownst to him, the world had drastically changed, and he was the last one to know.

Pain is real! Roselle Grey has always known pain is real but feeling the pain is different. Not physically but emotional pain. .... Roselle Grey is a 22-year-old Melanie beauty, all her life she has been judged for her skin. Her parents are white, but her dad has African blood in him, so she understands where she got the color from. She has always lived her life remotely boring, but all changed when the light in her life died. The only person apart from her parents that never judged her, the only person who understands her quietness, the only person who makes her day worthy of living, Lovette Grey, her younger sister. She died of a stray bullet which was shot during a raid between some thieves and the police. If that wasn't enough to make dear Roselle in pain, her family decided to move far from home Canada to Italy far from where the memory of her sister lies, but does she have a choice? No But what Roselle didn't think she was going to find was Love in the country of Italy. Or did she mistake pity for love? ... Leonardo King A man every lady wishes to be with Handsome, rich and polite He's every woman's dream. What happens when he sees a Melanie lady and his heart couldn't stop thumping? Is this what they call love at first sight? But he knows he couldn't do anything about it because he is engaged or is he? . . . . OH, did I add that there are some juicy African cultures to be discovered in some chapters.

“Don't come closer.” Elise whimpered as her back collided with the wall. But, her predator refused to give up. Each step he took towards her made her heart thump. “Who could have known… Out of everyone in the entire world, My Little Elise would be my mate.” In the next blink of an eye, Dietrich’s face was buried in Elise’s neck. “Don't run, angel. It's no use. What's mine has always been mine.” – Elise was the regular nerd with huge glasses. Innocent and shy. Something all guys would have loved to possess. However, finally giving up after not being able to corrupt her. On the night before the prom, Elise's boyfriend broke up with her only to ask out her bully. A simple trigger. The ugly duckling turned into a swan princess. But, what happens when those ice cold eyes set upon Elise? Unable to control their desire any longer? Could Elise remain innocent and run away? Or, would he corrupt her till there was no innocence left?

[Mature Content 18+] In the world of Alphas with power to control minds, hand out excruciating pain and even seduce you to your death such that you die with a smile on your face. Yin Zhu was born an Omega. A slave without any magic. In Bloodlock being an omega meant that you were no better than a rug under the feet of the alphas. In fact, even rug had much more importance than Yin Zhu who was born as an omega. Her life was destined to be spent under the dominance of the alphas of the Situ family. At least no one knew that she was an omega, as long as no one found out that she was an omega she was safe. But at the age of eighteen, she was dragged to the Situ mansion, because of a mistake and now she have to serve in the family of a Vampires but it was fine right? As long as she stayed away from them she will be all right. Wrong. She ended up attracting the attention of the three young masters even when she didn’t meant to, one by one their gazes locked on her, in a manner she did not mean to —— by disrespecting them. Proud and arrogant as they were they didn’t want to let her go so easily. Now she have to serve them and protect herself as well, for if these men found out that she was an omega it was either death or a life of imprisonment. ———————— “ Did you go somewhere?”spoke a voice in the dark room, causing Yin Zhu’s eyes to go wide with fear. She turned around the room when another voice called from behind, the cold breath of the man skimming over her shoulder, “ I think she was out in the garden, her skin is cold.” Nervously, Yin Zhu turned around but the man behind her was gone, she swallowed hard as she squinted her eyes trying to make the silhouettes of the men who were hiding in her room. “ W..What are you doing in my room?” “ What are we doing in her room, she asks,” chuckled a third voice causing goosebumps to break all over her skin. When the figure of the man sitting on the chair next to the tea table stood up and started walking towards her. As he started to walk towards her the rest moved and circled her like a prey, the handsome features of the men illuminated in the moonlight making them look even scarier than they do. “ We came to see our omega,” said number one as he tilted his head and smiled at her. “ What about you? Where are you coming from, hmm?” “ I ..I just went out on a walk,” she replied as quickly as possible but then she heard someone behind her chuckle and Yin Zhu could feel her doom coming close. She tried to side step the two men but then she was caught by number three, his arms tightening around her waist as she tried to escape the two man, a dangerous growl rumbling in his chest that reverberated on her back . The two men walked closer to her as the first one raised his hand and cupped her face while the other caught hold of her silvery lock that was cascading over her shoulder. One of them skimmed his hand over her jaw and neck before splaying his fingers over her chest. “ Your heart is thumping rather loud, did you go on a run?” Yin Zhu didn’t answer for she knew that the three men knew she was lying, they could see through her lies better than she could see through their games. The man behind her leaned forward and whispered against her ear, “ Were you trying to run away with him?” “ Maybe I should wring the neck of that human after all, hmm? What do you say, sugar?”chortled the third.

“Make way!” “... Alpha will choose his mate...” The entire hall fall silent, and her heart thumped against her chest. The sight of him terrifies her, tales were tell of the Alpha’s ruthlessness. The ruler of all the werewolf and Alphas, lived in the North Pack alone in the palace with thousands of servants. He kills with just a flick of a finger, and the reason he didn’t find his mate was because he was cursed. He was the most dreadful Alpha, the devil himself. No one has met him before or dare to look him in the eye. Even as he passed everyone’s head was tilted downward. If it wasn’t because of this ceremony, she would have never met him. Alpha Jaziel Zachary Thorne. “You.” His cold voice made her jumped, his dark eyes narrowed down at her. She felt the chill shivers ran down her spine, as if her world were crumpling before her own eyes. “I have chosen my mate, it’s you.” He stated firmly. Her mouth open and close promptly. “Why me?” Her timid voice asked. “Guards, take her.” He uttered with his back turned against her. Amira Vahaan, an omega from the Snowdrop Pack regards as the pack runt because she was the only one without a wolf in her pack. Little did she know that her life was about to take a turn overnight, in a strange pack and a king that wants absolutely nothing to do with her. Will her fate change?

Her fiance's family tricked Jiang Piaopiao into ending up in the bed of his disabled uncle. She knew this man was once a proud and talented individual. He became paralyzed due to an accident and was now wheelchair-bound for life. This drastic change had made him incredibly gloomy. Jiang Piaopiao had no choice but to marry him, and she braced herself for a difficult and challenging life ahead. Little did she know that he would shower her with gifts every day. He would offer houses one day and precious gemstones the next, and he pampered her to the extreme. Looking at the large gemstone in her hand, Jiang Piaopiao exclaimed, "I've never had a piece of candy this big before!" But then she watched her husband take a break to catch his breath after every few steps, sometimes even fainting. It was a constant reminder that he could pass away at any moment, and she grew worried. Would there be more of these precious gemstones in the future? Until one day... she sneered, "Aren't you supposed to be on the verge of death?" With a flushed face, Leng Mu replied modestly, "It's all thanks to my wife. You've taken such good care of me." Jiang Piaopiao clenched her teeth and hissed, "Didn't you have a lifelong lower-body paralysis?" Leng Mu patted his thigh and said, "I don't want our child to be made fun of, so I sought medical treatment and got better." Jiang Piaopiao exploded with anger, "Were you ever truthful?" Leng Mu skillfully and smoothly kneeled on a washboard with a loud 'thump' and said, "Darling, please don't be angry. All the mistakes, big and small, are my fault. Please don't harm our unborn child!"

... another thump and another thump. I heard some cracked noise. I knocked on his head repeatedly, is he already on the ground? I gasped, another knock and another blow. The hammer head was full of blood, dark blood. "Enough! That's enough!" Follow the party's journeys, will they succeed in their missions and leave their mark? It's going to be hard and painful, many don't survive. In the world of swords and magic, classes, parties and other races, all they have is each other. What decisions will they make and how will they be affected? Will they fight for their lives or will perish from the world?

"Dragon Princess, return. Your mission is far from over," a powerful voice thundered through the ethereal void, reverberating around Kimberly. She staggered in shock. "Dragon Princess? Who could this 'Dragon Princess' be?" she muttered, bewildered and weak, as she stumbled along the misty bridge between life and death— the afterlife bridge! Kimberly is shattered when she finds her fiancé and younger sister together in bed. Driven to despair, she leaps from the roof of a ten-story building. Instead of death, she awakens as the female lead in the realm of her own award-winning novel, Faeloria. Believing she can easily navigate her way out as the writer of the story, Kimberly is shocked to discover the plotline of her book has been drastically altered by someone with unknown motives. Captured and auctioned in the House of Pleasures by the Lycan King—who, despite falling for her at first sight, must comply with Faeloria’s harsh custom of auctioning humans as toys—Kimberly's fate takes a darker turn when she is purchased by the highest bidder, the Demon Lord himself, ruler of Faeloria. The Demon Lord, aware of Kimberly's true identity, compels her to fall in love with him. However, as her past memories and identity resurface, Kimberly realizes her true purpose in Faeloria: to kill the Demon Lord who massacred her entire race thousands of years ago—the very Demon Lord she now loves deeply. Torn between her mission and her heart, Kimberly faces an impossible choice. Will she avenge her people by killing the Demon Lord, or will she choose love and forgive him for his past sins? The Dragon Princess must decide. Only time will reveal her fate. ********* "How should I punish you tonight, little dummy?" he growled seductively in my face, our faces just an inch apart, and his warm breath fanned my facial skin. He brought his lips closer to mine, and my heart skipped a beat. Is he gonna kiss me? Am I gonna taste those glossy lips of his? Oh my god, I'm one lucky bitch! I closed my eyelids shut, anticipating his wet lips to lock with mine, while my heart continued to thump and palpitate loudly against my chest. "You think I was gonna kiss you? Dream on! Only good girls deserve to be kissed and fucked!" he breathed in a dangerous yet sinfully seductive low tone while grabbing my tiny waist suddenly. He lifted me off the bed and carried me across the room as if I were a feather. "Where are you taking me?" I asked quietly, feeling numb all over. "To receive your punishment, little dummy," he growled and snapped his fingers in his usual manner, summoning a portal before us. . . . . . . . Note to Readers: Chapters 1 to 80 follow the female lead's journey in the new realm she finds herself in, where fascinating romance with the male lead and a series of adventures with new friends gradually reveal the truth about her real identity and her past feud with him. From Chapter 80-End, the story focuses on her enmity with the male lead, featuring a series of intense wars and dramatic confrontations as she ultimately strives to complete her mission as the dragon princess.

"Good morning, everyone!" His sultry voice sounded in the classroom as he greeted his students. "Welcome to Assessment of Student Learning class, and I, Pan An, would be your professor." Most of the girls in the room stifled their swoon as the boys internally rolled their eyes at the women who reacted that way. At the back of the classroom, however, was Shu Xian, the only woman who didn't swoon when she saw who their Assessment of Student Learning professor was. Her eyes were wide open as her mouth was agape, her heart thumping hard in her chest as she couldn't believe what was happening in her life right now. 'I am living under my professor's roof!?' --- 19-year-old university student named Shu Xian was left irreparable when she was kicked out of her apartment due to not paying her rent since she only earned a little from her part-time job. Waking up to an unfamiliar place after some men assaulted her, Shu Xian came out of the room and found the man who rescued her. He introduced himself as Pan An and upon knowing from Shu Xian that she had no place to stay, had offered her to stay in his place. Unknowingly, though, when she went to the university where she studies, it turns out that the man who saved her is actually now her college professor and that they're living together! Is staying under one roof beneficial to them—or will it just hinder their lives as a teacher and as a student? Let us know what would happen as we unravel Pan An’s intentions and Shu Xian’s struggles in the story entitled, “Fancy Me, Professor!”

Volume One: Evaline Calderon was pulled from a life of destitution when she is found out to be a royal. She is thrust into an hazardously intriguing and deceptive life in the royal court. Soon she discovers that she is a vessel for a witch's magic and the longer she threads through the new life she has been given she realises there is far more at stake than she first thought. An entity that threatens the fate of the kingdom as a whole is amiss. But when her diary of a grandmother she barely knew leads to the Commander of The Witch hunters, she has no choice but to take his help. Together they unravel secrets and the closer they get to the root, the more sparks begin to fly. Despite everything, trusting him with her own damning secret seems too impossible especially when she suspects that he too has skeletons in his closets. In this fantasy romance filled with mystery, themes of betrayal and love intertwine, shaping Evaline's journey from weakness to strength in a court where danger lurks behind every opulent facade. *Excerpt* "Xavier," My voice was more stable than I felt. "Let me go." His grip did not loosen even an inch. His piercing green eyes never left mine. "I don't intend to." His voice was hoarse and his gaze fell to my lips. I took steps back but he followed as though in a dance until my back hit a wall. "What are you so afraid of?" His whispered. "I am not afraid," The lie slid passed my lips as though they were the truest words. "I just need to..." "I am not letting you leave, Eva." He dropped his head towards my lips. My heart thumped harder in my chest. I wanted this, I wanted him but I knew better because once he knew... it would be my end. I turned my head away but his mouth only dropped to my neck and he took full advantage. His mouth grazed the sensitive flesh until I quivered. Until I moaned. "You don't understand..." I squirmed against his hard body. "I don't want this." Another lie. He paused and whispered against my skin. "Yet your body betrays you, my little wife."

Note: Strong Parental Advisory It is no secret that love is an emotion that gets the heart beating. Whether it be rapidly, sometimes slowly, other times in a sweet rhythmic thump or even in a painful tone, we felt it all. We had an overall idea of what love was from watching many romance movies, to receiving love from family and friends. Yet still, we were enthralled at how some romance movies made our hearts pound for the characters sad, painful, and happy moments. We never once imagined we would get to experience this emotion. So strong, yet so passionate, love brought us together. With entwined bodies, lips locking, soul-mating, we hopelessly found love. This heart-pounding, sweet-sounding doom..doom..thump..thump that enveloped that small important and delicate muscle hiding behind our left breast; We found love.

"Hey get back here!" "Where the hell is she?" I heard loud voices screaming outside the mansion and I got dressed Immediately wearing a blue shirt and black jeans. "What in the world-" a blow landed on my jaw, I stumbled backwards grabbing my bruised jaw. That was one heavy blow. "Tell me where is she?" the girl asked. "where is Jazlyn?" "Who the hell are you and how did you get in?." I growled out. I was still yet to recover from the injury Jazlyn caused on my face and now this one, this girl could really punch why am I surrounded by crazy women. "My name is Aimee bitch!. Now tell me where did you keep my friend. Where's Jazlyn?" she demanded. Ohhh Aimee shing Jazlyn friend. "I don't know and how did you get in?" I asked again rubbing my sore jaw, I am sure there will be bruises. Aimee folded her hands looking away nervously. "I damaged the gates." she replied quite embarrassed. "With what?" "My car dumb ass!" she snapped. "Don't ever in your life call me that understand." I threaten her making my voice much deeper than usual, she trembled a little under my touch I smirked. "Where is Jazlyn?" she asked in a small voice. "She is fine." I ended the conversation and left. "But she..." I spinned so fast grabbed her by the neck. "I suggest you keep your mouth shut I am in no mood for a chitchat understand." she quickly nod looking away and I let go of her neck. "Sir you have visitors." my butler called. "Who?" I snarled. "Genevieve Julio." I froze my heart thumped so fast that it became hard to stand. The quade what are they doing here...

The extravagant ballroom of Salvatore Mansion was decorated lavishly. The entire state was invited to the party. The hurly and burly environment of the ballroom were constantly increasing as guests started to fill the room. The gossiping ladies group were high in volume discussing and guessing the main motto behind this profligate celebration. Men were drinking at the corners and thinking to gain favors from Salvatore. Upstairs a middle-aged man was seated in his master chair and his eyes pierced at the young lad standing in front. The lad thumped his hand on the table and scowled at his father. "I don't agree to this." He muttered curtly. "Utter nonsense. You have to follow that's it." The middle-aged man asked stopping his further protest. In vexation, the man left the room without turning back. A young lady was gracefully standing leaning against the wall beside the study room smirked and blew some air on her slim painted nails and spoke. "Interesting." *** The lad stood at the corner of the adorned ballroom and accessed the crowd. His sharp eyes narrowed at his father who was about to climb the platform morphed stage to deliver the speech that followed the bitter news. He grimaced at that. His father signaled him. That was his cue to follow up. When he reached the middle of the room someone grabbed his hand from behind causing him to stop abruptly and the glass in his hand fell on the floor spilling its whole content on the shiny white marble. Everyone turned their attention to them. It was a girl who stopped him. "Do you have a girlfriend?" This question caught him off guard and he instantly replied, "NO" "Do you like someone?" "No." Though he was confused but answered feeling the eyes of the crowd on them. "The girl smiled brightly and said, "Good." Without waiting for another moment the girl snacked her palm around his nape and stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. There was pin-drop silence in the room. The people gasped at that. The young lad was so shocked that he opened his mouth a bit and it was a perfect liplock. Breaking the kiss the girl stared at the whole crowd and said icily. "From now on he is mine." Leaving everyone in uttered stupefaction.

Novel Summary He was once Head of the Immortal Sects. Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight. All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease. He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire. Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand: “Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?” Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？” Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm. He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects. Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips. His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping. - Description from Novelupdates Details Short Title : MDSB Alternate Title : 心尖儿上的病美人 Status [Edit] : Completed Author : Dao Xuan Genre : Action, Drama, Romance, Xianxia, Yaoi MTLNovel Home » My Darling Sick Beauty My Darling Sick Beauty Cover My Darling Sick Beauty 4.5 (15 reviews) Continue ReadingIn Library Info 133.1K Views 94 Chapters 981 Readers Novel Summary He was once Head of the Immortal Sects. Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight. All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease. He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire. Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand: “Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?” Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？” Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm. He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects. Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips. His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping. - Description from Novelupdates Details Short Title : MDSB Alternate Title : 心尖儿上的病美人 Status [Edit] : Completed Author : Dao Xuan Genre : Action, Drama, Romance, Xianxia, Yaoi Tags [Edit] : Abusive Characters, Ancient Times, Appearance Different from Actual Age, Betrayal, Bloodlines, Calm Protagonist, Cold Protagonist, Cruel Characters, Cultivation, Curses, Death, Death of Loved Ones, Demon Lord, Demons, Depictions of Cruelty, Devoted Love Interests, Doting Love Interests, Fantasy Creatures, Fantasy World, First-time Interc**rse, Handsome Male Lead, Love at First Sight, Love Interest Falls in Love First, Love Rivals, Male Yandere, Mpreg, Multiple POV, Multiple Realms, Obsessive Love, Possessive Characters, Sickly Characters, Sword Wielder, Torture, Unique Cultivation Technique, Unrequited Love, Younger Love Interests,

Pion Pion... Pion Pion.. Pion Pion... Pion Pion... These are not the sounds of a rabbit jumping! As Vance was jumping towards Ada with a rabbit's sound, his heart was beating intensely, turning his face red. Follow the uncensored romantic adventure of Ada and Vance, and enjoy the thumping of your heart! This story is full of events that reflect the true nature of humans in situations where they remove their masks.

[18+ readers] "I was not sorry. Not even once." My eyes fell upon those long pale fingers which just held me from a certain death. "You are already a pain. If you go around doing like this might as well put me into the bars for years." His bad-mouth was so lively that even those harsh cold words were enough to make me cry and roll down to my knees. Julien Tedd. 25 years old married to a grumpy cold-hearted man in his 30s. An actor and a CEO of PAXTON Trades which was in delta. He as a fake husband with grey eyes and an vexed face. Who loves money than anything. "I wasn't a bitch to you. Who asked you to fake marry me? My parents loved to woo you in their well-beings." Those were the first time I said something deliberate to outstand my voice in that relationship. "Bit furry of time. If my memory serves right. Monica, You Annabella with two horns. Go sleep alway to death." He did hurt my heart that day. We slept in different bedrooms. Though we would put an act on when our parents visits us. On occasions like weddings or house rituals with my young sisters or my big brothers side. He hated me being around him. I hated him how he ignored my existence in the big mirage of his. He loved to call me by my first name Monica Dus. He didn't bother to put the Tedd of his name beside mine. I was no honour of him. He wasn't proud of me. when we both married I was a professor and was soon becoming the principal of the FD college, Columbia University. My dad proposal broke me down to marry some unknown grumpy man!! I was still in my 25 years where I should be happy not sad. Our marriage was like a contract basis- He would act on his role. As if he was gifted this act to do. I found myself fond of his submissive side. His black hair was perfect with those thin glasses which read thousands of newspapers or faces of other ladies. Wait! Other ladies? He impressed other ladies while doing his job too. My marriage was fake. Very fake. Made-up in my mind that we would somehow fit with each other nagging, fighting being disloyal and bad-mouthing for everything. Martina, my younger sister questioned my marriage or love life which was written on my face everytime I visit them. That I was never happened to be putting this act on. Not even the marriage was forced without anything enclosed about to me. It was winter, when I started to understand him. He was practically tired of putting upto me. Not even coming physically challenged with me. His lips told the words which were hard to swallow "I want to end this acting for years. Would you mind helping me recover that?" What's exactly that? It was just as my younger sister said 'he will fight to keep you by his side as you live with him. You know how to cook what to cook. When he gets angry or happy. He will dip his head to make you feel loved and love you too.' Was it true? Then was I always this dumb? His hard big thump pressed my forehead bringing me back to seep into the eyes of his. "I said will you take responsibility for making me sick for two years?" My lips parted to speak but it wasn't speaking anymore they were locked with my married man. The man who owned me. Who minutes ago made me feel a complete loser and defeated me to get on my knees and cry for him. Beg him to spare the life. To cut all the marriage ties with him. Are we able to hold a family anymore. A real one? Was he? Or he was fooling around? Those years of carnage over my ears, eyes, lips were already served as a graveyard right?

“I was never beyond guilty until now. I wanted to hold you, but I can’t. I wanted to say everything to you, but you’ll push me away. I wanted to love you, but you wouldn’t allow it. Hesitation is never my thing, but after I met you… it became a habit.” – Prince Gomez Prince Gomez resorted not to fall in love with any woman in his entire life right after his father got imprisoned. He formed a secret code entitled as The Marriage Proposal to avenge his father’s suffering. The time came when he met a woman named Avery De Leon, the daughter of De Leon-Cortez, and the one he supposed to kill, as per his father’s orders. They both agreed to have a relationship, but both of them were clueless of each other’s plans. Prince had grown as ruthless, and as an expert of calibers, he killed Avery, and didn’t even feel guilty at once. Along with his plan, Bryce Fajardo, who had the same imprisoned father, abetted the murder of another woman named Aria De Leon. Prince thought the secret code had worked out, and they’re now clear of any nuisance. They finally killed the one who made their fathers suffer. But his hopes deteriorate when he ran into a woman with the same face as Avery, pregnant and wounded, pleading for his help. Will Prince be able to set boundaries to his feelings when he was supposed to kill her? Or he’ll let his heart dominate the feelings he once withheld? … EXCERPT: He walked past ahead. Aria couldn’t hold it anymore. “Kill me,” Aria mumbled. After she breathed those words, the rain started to pour a little. It mirrored her emotions racing inside her heart. Prince halted in his tracks. “Kill me not with the bullet in your hand, but with the love you have been resisting to vent out.” Aria turned around, staring at his back. Prince widened his eyes, turned halfway. As slowly as it would get, they still met each other’s eyes. Aria sighed. “No matter how hard you try to push me away, my heart still beats for you. I want you to like me, to say you cherish me, worry about me, find me, touch me, hold onto me, love me, care for me, marry me, everything you do about me… I want you to do everything to me, Prince.” Aria felt sick of hiding it for a long time. That distance made her suffocate. “I want your breath to be my air. Just once, claim me with all your heart,” Aria begged. A tear fell down her cheek. Prince’s heart thumped, and when the silence stretched on, he knew he had to run. After he did so, he met her soft lips, claiming her, as she ordered. ------ [WARNING: MATURE CONTENT IN THE LATER CHAPTERS] ------- Updates will be regular since it's a part of WSA 2022. ---- Cover not mine. Text edited by the author through Canva.

Aditya, an Old cultivator who just came out of his seclusion cultivation in the modern world but before he could start enjoying his new life and newfound powers. He Get's kidnapped by a God. * * * while he was descending mount Himalaya... the place he has been cultivated in seclusion away from society. ------ he turned around. just to find a truck coming towards him at astonishing speed hmmm... he blinked his eyes. "Fuckkkk** What the hell is a fucking Truck! doing in the middle of snow-filled valleys? what fucking bullshit** reality! is this!?" Aditya screamed at the top of his lungs as he jumped from the valley and ran downward. but soon... like the voice of the devil, he heard the sound of death coming for him. *poom*poom* *crash*thump* the man and the truck disappeared from the face of the earth just like that. like they never existed in the first place. ***************************************************** The Above Cover's art is not created by me I have just edited and given the final touches. if the original creator has issues with me using his art. please contact me on my Gmail. Gmail: aditya.m.s7000@gmail.com

*Thump, Thump, Thump* "This power that is inside me, it is not of my creation! I reject it and I reject you!" {Foolish boy, you claim it is not of your creation; yet the body you walk in isn't of your creation either, and yet you claim that!} "My mother gave me this body as a gift, however, you are a leech!" {Leeches suck the blood out of you, where else I am your very blood, I flow through your veins foolish boy; your mother is the one who gave me to you!} I don't own the artwork for the cover.

In this cold world even more frigid than hell, I somehow had enough good karma to find you- my sun. Having nothing is better than feeling so deeply just to have everything torn from you. So, I will never feel again. I don't deserve to, after all, it is my fault. That was the promise I made to myself that day. The day I finally couldn't deny the blaring truth. Yet, she barged into my life- literally. How could someone be so... her? After all that has happened, shouldn't I not be able to feel anything, let alone emotional attachment to someone? Thats right, all it is is a chemical reaction' She reasoned out. 'Yet those eyes, they would be the death of her one day.' Those sinful lips matched her unholy heart. She was a coward, once bitten twice shy, they say. Maybe uncountable snake bites can leave a poison so rooted into the very marrow of your being, there is no escape. However, a hand reached out and pulled her away, eliminating the poison and shining light once more. 'Loosing both hope and direction in this internal, moonless night, you became my lantern, guiding me along a path that feels forbidden-yet I will always follow like a lost duckling. The cold walls staring at you, people mocking and sneering at you, even never ceasing nightmares may make for a cold exterior, however, Alora knew it can make the warmest person. The proof was right in front of her. This woman refused to tell her name and never asked for even that much information from her. All the woman said was "you owe me".' Yes, Alora did owe her. She owed her life to her. But with nothing to exchange it with; Somehow, it comforted her, knowing that even a small connection existed between them. This doctor of hers would click her tongue and sigh at her- yet never once laughed at her expense, even going so far as to beat anyone who did. Her stone-cold face revealed as much as the walls, yet Alora could read her like an open book. Those eyes filled with a flame hotter than her demons were so alluring. Even if she would get burnt, so be it. After all, she did owe her doctor, right? Teaser: Not being able to take it any longer, Alora pushed her doctor to the wall. She held the other woman's hand and pushed it alongside her. As Alora's hand slowly went to touch the others cheek, she saw fear. The doctor's eyes began to cloud with unshed tears, her legs began to shake give out, yet never giving a peep. All Alora ever saw was a broken version of her doctor, but never this crumbled. Shaken she let her go and turned around to walk away, possibly for good. She'd find another way to repay her. A low thump was heard, she had to get away from here. Slowly spiraling, her mind became messy. Before her mind dove deeper, an unsteady hand reached out. Alora's senses were extremely high even in a scenario like this. Taking a deep breath she sighed. How could she leave like this? This cold woman was everything to her. The hand started to tremble, but before anything could be done, a voice so tiny and fragile said something Alora never expected to hear. This is a girl's love so be warned. If you're not into it then don't take it out on the book. Honestly, I don't know the direction it will take. It may become full on fantasy, maybe have a tragic ending- I don't know. This story is about healing and protecting each other along with slowly falling in love. It may have 18+ content or just snuggles and innocence. //Trigger warning⚠️: Rape, sluercide, murder, other things. I will put another on the chapter if it's more than a mention of it Please read until chapter 10 before dropping

Mate - Theo declared once more. His glee budding over into my chest. But within that same moment, the scent clears itself to reveal that the sweet aroma was coming off of a human. Once again, a human.   You have to be fucking kidding me. Before my dread can fully form, my mate begins to scream at the top of her lungs making me jump back in surprise. My eyes shoot up in alert as she screams bloody fucking murder for the world to hear, then barking begins and I release she has a dog with her. A dog which wasn't my biggest fan apparently, both of them working together to make the greatest amount of noise they possibly could.  "Woah, Woah. Hey, it's okay. Calm down, I'm not going to hurt you." I say lifting my hands in a gesture of surrender but the screaming continues. "I'm not going to hurt you," I repeat taking a step forward but that seems to only make it worse. I take several steps back, heart thumping in my chest, every cell in my body fighting against the distance I'd put between us. But it seems to help, her screaming stops suddenly when I was back to the roadside while she pants breathlessly in her place. Her pants make room for sobs, small sobs that were hidden just behind the fucking barking that wouldn't stop. I take a hesitant step forward but she just pulls into herself with a harder sob, so I quickly stop. My heart clawing at itself to stop scaring her, but I didn't know what I was doing that was making her so frightened. "N-No." She begs through her sobs. "Don't come any closer."

There’s a legend about this Cathedral…That if you sing a song known in tale, as you pass Cathedral by - you might be asked to give 5 ro... To save another soul... It was great to win the trust and acceptance of the most notorious Magister in the best Academic town. Becoming his student. Days of observing, learning and enjoying the odd perks of the mentor were decently fun. As days went by, things started to feel off. And that Cathedral. A little short obsession of the mentor. Small thing, that was unsaid was dragged out by the accident, that really made her worry, heart thumping in her ears. Then life once again took a sudden turn - seemingly becoming even better in the new set up... Until the music sounded in her ears, until the actors faded in the mad world, until she ended up on the street in tears.

Can a diva dripping with sex appeal, devious ambition, and serious Swag gain the trust of a top crime boss? Undercover officer Jazmine Coleman believes it is all she needs to infiltrate one of the city most notorious hustlers, Love. With traps set in place, Jazmine pulls Love's right hand man, Thump into the mix, causing a deadly, yet twisted love triangle. Even with the cops on his trail, Love has his fingerprints on everything in the city, including the mayor that he helps get elected. All is still going according to plan until a New Jack named "SWAG" steps on the scene with the same determination as Jazmine to knock Love from the top spot. Which of the two will be successful? In the world of treachery, lust and corruption, the one with the power has the most Swag!