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Every night, I have dreams… or nightmares, I’m not sure anymore. They keep coming back, again and again, in different shapes but always with the same strange feeling when I wake up. This collection is a series of one-shots with scenes stolen from my nights. Fragments of myself I don’t always understand, but that I try to listen to.

I was just another guy on Earth — broke, jobless, and bored. Then I woke up in a different world… …kneeling before the Empire’s most dangerous woman. Princess Asthia. Beautiful. Cunning. Untouchable. And now I’m her personal bodyguard. There's just one problem. A system popped into my head the moment I swore my oath: [Absolute Loyalty Pact Activated] - Any direct command from the Princess must be obeyed. - Disobedience results in pain, punishment… or death. - Obedience rewards EXP, skills, and system perks. At first, it was simple: guard her. Serve her. Kill for her. But then her orders changed. “Undress me.” “Join me in bed.” “Make me forget I’m royalty tonight.” Now I’m caught between survival and seduction, loyalty and desire.

Synopsis: In a city that monsters can occur at any time due to irresponsible people littering and creating monsters from the garbage that were thrown away. Hero and Vigilante have many differences from each other, but both of these things uphold peace values ​​and protect everyone, only their different ways. Is a hero needed? Is Vigilante good?

Dead Girls Don’t Say No A Yuri Apocalypse Novel When the world ended, Raven Salvatore didn’t cry. She stole a truck, maxed out her father’s credit card, and built a fortress of stolen goods. Survival was never about hope — it was about hoarding, hustling, and hitting first. Then she met Alara. Beautiful. Dead. And unlike any zombie Raven had ever seen. Alara wasn’t just wandering aimlessly like the others she was aware. Hungry, yes... but for her. Something about Raven’s very existence stirred a sliver of life back into the girl's rotting heart. Armed with a mysterious system that gifts her a private Sanctuary dimension, Raven becomes a new breed of survivor. She doesn’t just dodge the undead. She cultivates food in barren wastelands, stockpiles weapons inside her pocket world, and most dangerously nurtures her own evolving zombie companion. As Raven feeds Alara crystallized nuclei from fallen zombies, Alara begins to grow stronger... smarter... closer. No one warned Raven that love would be the deadliest infection of all. With humanity’s last cities crumbling, the earth poisoned, and mutated horrors lurking in every shadow, Raven has one simple rule: "Don’t trust the living. Trust the girl who would kill for you instead." In a world where survival is bought in blood and sanity rots away like the flesh of the dead, Raven and Alara carve out a life together — violent, tender, and defiantly alive. Dead Girls Don’t Say No is a genre-bending, unapologetically queer tale of survival, devotion, and undead romance at the end of the world. For fans of brutal apocalypse sagas, dark love stories, and heroines who refuse to die quietly.

"This twisted world needs to be reset. That's what V2 is for!" ------------------------------------------------------------- Waking up only to find that she's reincarnated into a world very reminiscing of a game that she used to play, Yuki is suddenly thrust into a worldwide conflict. To ensure the longevity of her newfound motherland, Yuki will have no choice but to flip this war upside down. If only to finally has some closure for past life also. So buckle up, strap your helmet tight, and keep your rifle loaded and on safe. This is not your bog-standard story about overpowered characters on a battlefield, no. This is a story about warfare in all its bloodied glory, the leader that calls the shot, the soldiers that execute them, and the nation that's backing them up. And along the way, sprinkle those a healthy dose of beautiful maidens, lily/futa romances, and build a harem. This is not gonna be a quick and decisive run, no. We're in this one for the long haul. Hail, Ironblood! As of now, this story is available on Scribblehub, Patreon, Webnovel, and RoyalRoadl. Do note that I'm the actual author for this one. Send me power stones or better: Support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Heartbreak117

"My daughter is missing! Find her!" The moment I stepped into this country, my daughter was kidnapped. I swore, I'd kill anyone whoever dared to take my other half from me. But, when she was found, she was in the arms of a mute, devastatingly handsome man. "He took my child, kill him!" I ordered mercilessly, snatching my daughter from his grasp. "Don't kill Papa!" ...Huh? Papa? 'Has my daughter lost her mind?' "Mommy, you can't hurt Daddy!" 'What the hell has this man done to her?' I wasn't taking any chances. Dragging him with us, I forced him to sign a slav- well, let's just call it a marriage contract for a year. A necessary measure. My real business in this country was to infiltrate a private military company and persuade them to illegally trade arms with my Mafia father. But who would've thought? The mute mysterious man I married turned out to be none other than the famous ruthless Marshal of the company, whom I was ordered to avoid at all cost. Am I about to die by his hands? Will he arrest me? Should I run? "The only thing you'll be guilty of is running away, my criminal wife." My mute husband threatened me, with his deep voice. "Go ahead. I dare you!" ...Shit. I'm so screwed!

*Prologue* The Korean air enveloped Sarah James like a foreign shroud. An 18-year-old Nigerian, she had never imagined herself in this world. The strict norms and expectations threatened to suffocate her, but her love for K-dramas and K-pop sparked a curiosity that refused to be extinguished. Her heart, once full of hope, had been shattered by Yong Jo-sang's betrayal. The memories still lingered; he broke her heart even before she gave it to him. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. In the library, Sarah's eyes met Hyun Min's, and her world shifted. The brooding introvert's piercing gaze drew her in, and she found herself captivated by his quiet strength. Their awkward encounter belied the depth of his character; he was being a jerk, he had swooped the book she wanted and was even cold about it. Sarah soon discovered a hidden charm that left her breathless. Yet, Hyun Min's life was a complex web of obligations and expectations. His parents had bound him to Na Yeon, a girl chosen for him. They were to get married when they reached their second year of college. But Na Yeon's reputation was about to take a devastating hit. Chuchu's jealousy had unleashed a scandal that would change everything. As compromising photos of Na Yeon going to a hotel surfaced online, Na Yeon was devastated, couldn't bear the shame, and ended her life. But in the aftermath of Na Yeon's tragic demise, a sinister plot unfolded. The woman who is claimed to be Hyun Min's mother, driven by a deep-seated hatred of Sarah, would stop at nothing to keep them apart. But as the truth began to unravel, a shocking revelation turned everything upside down: the woman was not Hyun Min's real mother, And Sarah's own life was about to get even more complicated - her friend, Racy, was revealed to be a spy, tasked with keeping tabs on her and reporting back to Hyun Min's fake mother. racy was also interested in hyun min,and to get him..she had to do all that dirty work as hyun min fake mother had promised. But Hyun Min's heart already belonged to Sarah, and he was resolute in his defiance. With the web of deceit and lies tightening around them, would their love prevail, or would the weight of family obligations and the darkness of the past tear them apart? but then again who was hyun min's mother?

Not every start of a love story makes sense... But, to be having a boyfriend when just the other day you were straight? How was that fair? While Aiden was busy drowning his sorrows away, Philip wanted to break out of the norms. What was supposed to be a one night stand felt like the first night to forever. Was that love at first lust? "It's not perfect but, it's worth your curiosity I promise!" A love from deception can it ever prevail?

What must a woman confront—about love, family, and herself—before she says “I do” again? Sarah Daniels had spent her life doing everything right—sacrificing her dreams, supporting her broken family, and planning a future with the man she trusted most. But one brutal betrayal shatters everything. With her engagement in ruins and her family’s loyalty in question, Sarah is done with love—and with hoping. When she accepts a job as a live-in caretaker for the daughter of a reclusive billionaire, she expects nothing more than a paycheck and a distraction. But Klaus Whitmore is not what she imagined. Cold, commanding, and devastatingly attractive, Klaus is a man who has built walls no one has dared to climb—not since his ex-wife destroyed his trust and walked out on their family. They make a deal: no emotions, no complications, no pasts. But Sarah isn’t just soothing his daughter’s nightmares—she’s waking something in Klaus he thought he’d buried. And Klaus, despite his guarded heart, is the only man who sees through Sarah’s perfect exterior to the storm she hides. As attraction turns to something far more dangerous, a familiar face from Sarah’s past returns with a secret tied to Klaus’s ex—and a scheme that could ruin them both. He swore he'd never love again. She swore she'd never fall for the wrong man twice. But in a house built on secrets and second chances… love may be the most dangerous risk of all.

“They told her love would come after Nikah. They never told her it might not come at all.” Amarisa Lamiya Al-Rawhani said yes to a man she barely knew — not out of love, but out of submission to faith, family, and fate. Kadir El-Ameen Mahzoun said yes to a marriage he never wanted — not because he didn’t love someone else, but because he had to sacrifice that love to protect everything his late mother left behind. But love doesn’t die quietly. Amelie, the woman Kadir once promised to return to, never left. She stayed. She’s waiting. And she’s ready to fight — even if it means crossing lines, breaking hearts, and pulling Kadir into a war between his faith and his feelings. Now bound by a Nikah that feels more like a contract than a connection, Amari and Kadir must navigate a marriage built on silence, expectation, and spiritual pressure. But in a world where hearts ache, people wait, and Qadr decides everything… Can love still bloom between two strangers — when another heart refuses to let go? A deeply emotional halal love triangle exploring faith, obedience, temptation, and the complicated journey of hearts written for one another… and hearts that weren’t.

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. ...but what sleeps beneath the mountain is no myth. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf known as the Harbinger of Misfortune. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

After moving from Tokyo to Florida, a teenage boy finds himself stuck between two worlds-his past and his uncertain future. He's not homesick or broken. He's just... lost. As he navigates a quiet life in a new country, where nothing feels quite right, he begins questioning everything: what life is, why we live, and how we're supposed to survive in a world that doesn't make sense. Through silent hallways, lonely park benches, and disconnected classrooms, he searches not just for meaning-but for someone who understands. A reflective, slow-burn light novel exploring identity, isolation, and the quiet thoughts most of us keep buried.

| (WFP) #17 Silver Tier Award Winner | After staying up late reading a novel, I woke up in an unfamiliar body and into an unfamiliar world. Turns out, I've been transmigrated as the villainous daughter of Marquis Herman, the novel I had read! Watch me as I become the best villainess there is, and I'm going to do it with class!

Jihun Park has never needed words. The youngest heir to the Park empire carries his father’s intensity and his mother’s quiet resilience—but none of their hard-won ease with love. Where Jae spoke through actions and Mira through stubbornness, Jihun simply doesn’t speak at all. Until her. Lee Nari doesn’t have time for brooding heirs with pretty eyes and a strawberry milk addiction. A scholarship student at Seoul National’s elite business program, she’s too busy clawing her way out of her family’s debts to decode the silent boy who watches her like she’s the only person in the room. But when a class project forces them together, Nari discovers the truth: Jihun isn’t quiet because he’s arrogant. He’s quiet because he’s terrified—of the legacy he carries, of the words that won’t come, of becoming a ghost in his own story. And Nari? She’s never been afraid to speak her mind.

She was never meant to survive. But the shadows had other plans. On a storm-waiting night, a woman drives to the edge of a black river, her infant daughter wrapped in silence and sorrow. With a lullaby as farewell, she lets the child drift into the current—abandoned to darkness, forgotten by the world. But something otherworldly was watching. From the forest’s breath and the river’s mouth, a presence of silk and shadow emerges — ancient, monstrous, and mournful. It saves the child, not out of kindness, but from a force deeper than mercy: instinct. What it returns to the world is no longer just a human girl. Sha is raised not by hands, but by legs — sharpened, webbed, and many. She learns to walk with quiet steps, to speak with silence, and to see through more than just eyes. Her name, barely remembered from a tattered rags, becomes a curse and a promise. As Sha grows, the world beyond the woods stirs with whispers. Something is hunting what should have died. And Sha, caught between the blood of her mother and the venom of her new one, must decide what kind of monster she is willing to become. A dark, lyrical fable about abandonment, transformation, and the strange shapes love can take — Sha Doe is the beginning of a tale spun in silk and sorrow.

Kyoline Diego was born of blood, betrayal, and gunfire. Born of a Respectable Made Man, a child who frightened a few but was cherished by all. Her world was destroyed the day her father was assassinated and her family left for dead. Eighteen and jaded now, Kyoline makes friends with bartending shifts, gun-running, and caring for the siblings nobody else will. Love is not on the agenda—survival is. But there's Tenz Jersey, her mafia beau, all tattoos and broken vows, who kisses like sin and lies like the bible. He gives her protection, passion, and anarchy in equal measure. She tells herself he's enough, that he's the only one capable of making the threat feel like home. Until Isaac. Cold. Deadly. Unapologetically deadly. He grabs her and stuffs her into a black SUV, and claims to be a cop, and whisks her off into a game of questioning, control, and cannoli. Only Isaac's not NYPD—he's the mafia's best hitman. And he's staring at her way too hard. He notices what others do not—her quick wit, her raw edges, the fire she keeps hidden under her golden dresses and guarded smiles. He is not trying to save her. He wishes to see how far she will go to save herself. Now Kyoline is caught between two men who both report to the same violent underworld—and both want her for different reasons. One wants to cage her up. The other wants to burn her alive. But the mafia doesn't believe in love. The mafia believes in loyalty. And Kyoline's loyalty might cost her everything—her heart, her freedom, and maybe even her life. In a world where love is poison and trust is a weapon, one girl must decide if she's a pawn in their game… or the queen who burns their kingdom to ashes.

Kimberly est secrètement amoureuse de Jordan Collins, un célèbre basketteur de son lycée, depuis un bon moment. Sa fascination pour lui est telle qu'elle le stalkait assidûment sur tous les réseaux sociaux, que ce soit Facebook, Snapchat, TikTok ou même Tinder. Son obsession est si profonde qu'elle avait même choisi "Jordanlebg" comme mot de passe Wifi, un choix qui s'est retourné contre elle lorsque son voisin a réussi à pirater son ordinateur pour se connecter à son réseau. Mais là n’est pas le pire, son voisin en question se trouve être le meilleur ami de Jordan, et il a maintenant un accès privilégié à la vie de Kimberly et sait presque tout sur ses sentiments pour Jordan. Face à cette situation délicate, Kimberly se demande quoi faire. Devrait-elle prendre le risque de révéler ses sentiments à Jordan au risque d’être rejetée ou devrait-elle garder son secret pour elle-même ? "- Et puis, putain, je te jure que si tu lui dis, je porte plainte pour piratage informatique. - Et moi pour harcèlement. Je suis sûr que ça intéresserait les flics de savoir que tu stalkes les gens. C’est à se demander si tu n'as pas une photo nue de lui. - Ah, ta gueule !", meugle-t-elle, énervée. Bradley glousse, son regard moqueur se pose sur elle alors qu'il s'humecte lentement les lèvres, laissant planer un suspense taquin dans l'air chargé d'électricité. - Ça fait combien de temps que tu es amoureuse de lui?" lance-t-il, un sourire narquois aux lèvres, cherchant à percer le mystère qui entoure les sentiments de la jeune fille. - D-deux ans," répond-elle du tac au tac, sa voix légèrement tremblante trahissant une émotion contenue depuis trop longtemps. Et là, c'est la goutte d'eau qui fait déborder le vase. Bradley éclate de rire, un rire contagieux qui résonne dans la pièce, secouant son corps de spasmes incontrôlables. Puis, soudain, son expression se fait plus sérieuse, son regard plongeant dans celui de la jeune fille avec une intensité troublante. - Merde, t'as quel âge, 15 ans?" lance-t-il, mêlant moquerie et incrédulité, avant d'être interrompu par un soupire agacé de la part de Beverly , qui réplique avec une pointe d’énervement: "Vas te faire foutre!" - Mais plus sérieusement, tu es mignonne et tout, mais..." Il s'interrompt, la dévisageant d'un air critique, son regard balayant son apparence de haut en bas avec une franchise désarmante . "Mais je ne pense pas que Jordan serait intéressé par une fille qui porte encore une culotte Hello Kitty," lâche-t-il finalement, pointant du doigt un détail embarrassant que la jeune fille n'avait pas remarqué. Instinctivement, elle baisse les yeux sur son pantalon, réalisant avec horreur qu'elle a oublié de refermer sa fermeture éclair. Son visage s'empourpre instantanément, trahissant son embarras dans un éclat de rouge vif qui contraste avec la gravité de la situation.

They lived as siblings, unaware that fate was quietly rewriting their story.

In this intimate blend of haikus, short poems, and razor-sharp reflections, Dem Blake dismantles silence and sculpts emotion with surgical precision. From heartbreak to power, seduction to betrayal, each piece is a glimpse into a mind that feels too deeply and trusts too rarely. This isn’t a book of love poems. It’s a book of control, release, and the soft war between wanting to be known—and refusing to be owned. These are the things he never said out loud. Until now.

Who says you can't love someone while also feeling hate? Who says a person’s name must be tied to their family? Who says love has to come easily? Who says you should always rely on your family? Who says who is bad and who is good in this world? Who says your voice can't bring pleasure to others? Who says friends are just friends? Who says a broken promise can't be fixed over time? Who says your closest friend always puts you first? Who says a dream can't turn into a nightmare? Who says the best strategy can’t backfire? Who says a ring is just an accessory? Who says you can't love someone so deeply that you'd sacrifice everything for them, even yourself…? Who says legal mafias don't exist anymore? No one can tell you what’s right or wrong...

Reynold and Alicia's marriage started off on a rocky foundation, with neither of them truly trusting or liking each other. Alicia only saw the marriage as a way to secure financial stability for her family, while Rey saw it as a way to meet his father's demands and gain control of the family business. Clayton and Ruth's relationship started out as a game. Clayton saw Ruth as just another conquest, while Ruth fell for Clayton's charm and wealth. Marconi and Antonia, on the other hand, seemed to have the perfect relationship on the surface. They both came from wealthy families and had all the luxuries in life. However, deep down, Marconi felt trapped in the expectations his family had placed on him, while Antonia felt suffocated by the constant pressure to be perfect. They both struggled with their own demons, and their relationship suffered as a result. Throughout the story, these three couples faced numerous challenges and obstacles, both individually and as a result of their relationships. They had to confront their past mistakes, deal with secrets coming to light, and learn to fight for one another. This story is a tale of love, redemption, and self-discovery. Will your favorite couple find love in the End? Read to find out

Every person sees the world through their own lens. The same question can lead to countless different answers — shaped by age, experience, and emotions. In this interactive series, I ask one thought-provoking question each day. Readers from all walks of life share their personal thoughts. My goal is to collect these voices and understand how different age groups think, feel, and respond to the same idea. Join the journey. Share your truth. Let’s discover the wisdom hidden in our everyday thoughts. *This is an interactive non fiction/ essay style series.

[Interstellar+Spiritual Power+Pure Romance+Marriage First, Love After+Livestreaming+Gourmet Food+Disguises] Reborn overnight, Qu Tong cried to death; her vast wealth was gone, and she even ended up owing a billion in taxes. Stuck with a cheap husband her cousin didn't want who can't have children? Rarely comes home? And throws in an entire planet to boot? Qu Tong wondered if there could be such good fortune? She carefully guarded her full fertility value, perfunctorily yet sincerely playing the role of a big shot's dainty wife. She grew energy fruits and vegetables, fed them on schedule, and incidentally improved the food for the entire squad by taking care of their home. The Insect Clan attacked, His Highness was injured, ditching class to visit, pah! To check in. His Highness was too aloof; unable to charm him after a long time, she went online searching for strategies and even inquired about how to reasonably inherit all of her husband's wealth in the case of divorce. The next day, Si Yuting glanced at the top search trends, then looked at his guilt-ridden dainty wife and laughed, "That's difficult, considering I'm just divorced, not dead." Well-behaved and clever in front of others, behind their backs she did nothing of the sort. When her shop was reported, she cursed everyone who dissed her in the comment section one by one and blocked them all, leaving the netizens stunned: "Who taught her to curse like that?!!" In the academy competition, the enemy lacked honor, ganging up to bully the weak; Qu Tong pulled out a potion, directly turned the tables, and kicked them all out of the competition—no one can play me for a fool. When encountering a Star Thief, Qu Tong reassured everyone, "Don't panic, I'll go reason with them." Then she single-handedly drove her mecha, cornering the Star Thief: "This is a robbery, hand over everything valuable." ... One day. Qu Tong, holding her medical report, asked, "If I say I can reproduce asexually, would you believe me?" "Guess."

"JUST SAY NOTING" is about the main character "Jeffrey Butgenland", an officer of the Parallel Secret Operations Unit who has to live in a parallel world. His existence is disguised by his uninterested job as a flower delivery man, allowing him to access any place he wants, even a woman's bedroom! With tools from the future, kissing someone is easier than ever. Clothes, hair, and chest, are you ready to squeeze them to your heart's content!? If you are, follow Jeffrey!

at what cost would a alakai crom take to find out how and where he is and how he is still alive

The whole world was flooded by creatures of unknown origins and began killing millions. Ronan Ramos, a 17 year old students, spends most of his summer vacation at their house, never going outside. He was asked by his mother to go out and buy some things. While outside, He saw people running from something and what he saw is a horror.

The famous German Field Marshal Erwin Rommel wakes up one day straight from the harsh and unforgiving desert front of North Africa to a noble girl's bedroom as the girl herself. Now how will things turn out for him or her?