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THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!

Angel Johnson was a waitress struggling to make ends meet when an unexpected contract with Tryson Bliss, one of City Y's most powerful and ruthless billionaires, changed everything. Tryson needed a fiancée to appease his demanding family, and Angel, desperate for money and a way out of her humdrum life, agreed to play the part. What began as a calculated arrangement soon evolved into something neither of them expected—an intense and forbidden connection. But when Tryson's family uncovers Angel's true motives, they cast her out with venomous disdain. Humiliated and heartbroken, Angel's last hope is confronting Tryson. But instead of an apology or a chance at redemption, she finds herself shattered when he declares that he has chosen his first love, Riley, the woman he was preparing to marry. Devastated and with only her pride left, Angel walks away, determined to rebuild her life alone. Two months later, Angel is lost in the pulse of the music at a dark, crowded bar, seeking refuge in anonymity. A hand seizes her from behind, and her breath catches as she turns to face the man she can't forget—Tryson. His eyes, once cold and calculating, are now stormy with raw emotion, and he pulls her into his orbit, holding out the contract she once signed.  "We haven't finished our work, Angel. The contract says you have a year left to be my fiancée. Don't tell me you're planning on breaching it now." With no choice but to comply, Angel moves back into the house that once rejected her. But to her surprise, the family she once loathed now welcomes her with unexpected warmth and kindness. As she navigates this unsettling shift, Angel is left to wonder—what has changed, and why? What secrets do they hide that could alter everything she thought she knew about Tryson and his family? And as Angel's heart begins to thaw, she's confronted with the hardest question of all: Can she keep the secrets she's hidden from Tryson? And will Tryson fight for her love a second time, despite everything that has come between them?
Favour_9_Olajide · 227 Views

Abysswalker : LARPing into the shadow

At the dawn of existence, before the universe as we know it came to life, there was only silence. From this silence shadow was born, birthed from the stillness of the outer void. Then came the will of the Creator to bring life into the void. And with a burst of energy shaped Earth and humanity through what we now call the Primordial Eruption, birthing planets and painting existence with infinite possibilities. Alongside this explosion of creation, chaos was born. Light carried life to Earth but chaos seeped into its foundation and twisting the essence of life. For each time the world succumbed to chaos, it turned into a ruined world and regressed to a new dimension yet chaos began tearing them apart one by one. Shadow, the primordial guardian of silence sought to destroy chaos and purge its corruption from existence, but with it means to all dimensions of the earth itself. The Creator cast shadow into a deep slumber beneath the veil of illusion where it could no longer harm chaos and the life intertwined with it. — To restore balance, the mysterious organization Altiris, send participants into these ruined worlds to reignite life and repair the fractures of existence. Meanwhile, the demon realm had to maintained the balance within the Abyss of Illusion to prevent shadow from awaken. Kira, one of the participant that was trapped from a LARP events held by Altiris, finds herself struggling to manage her once given shadow power. Guided by a demon beast named Maerion, her path leads her to Demon King which might hold the key to her survival. Will they find a way to maintain harmony between shadow and chaos?
babysorana · 13.9K Views

When Time Stood Still

Haruto Takahashi was just a normal high school student in modern-day Japan—until he suddenly fell into a coma, never to age, never to awaken. His condition was as inexplicable as it was rare, a mystery shared by only a few others in all of human history. But unlike the others, Haruto eventually opens his eyes, nearly a thousand years later, to a world he no longer recognizes. Humanity stands on the edge of extinction. Alien invaders, towering and intelligent, now rule the planet, and the remnants of humankind survive only in scattered, fortified enclaves, fighting desperately against their monstrous conquerors. The Earth has become a battlefield, its skies darkened, its lands ravaged by alien plagues and relentless war. But Haruto’s awakening is no accident. He soon learns that he is the subject of ruthless experimentation, studied by those who seek to uncover the mystery of his unaging body and the secrets he unknowingly harbors. As he grapples with fragments of memories from a world long gone, Haruto is thrust into a brutal struggle, caught between warring factions and ancient mysteries that blur the line between ally and enemy. With nothing but memories of his old life and a newfound world that views him as both weapon and relic, Haruto must discover why he alone was brought back from an endless sleep—and what that might mean for the survival of those who remain. For some mysteries are better left buried, and some fates cannot be escaped.
Flyzac · 3K Views

Still Bonded

In the fantastical realm of Elgard, governed by King Xavier and Queen Elena steeped in ancient magic, three influential clans coexist: the elemental sorcery of the Phoenix Clan, the healing arts of the Neutral Clan, and the protective prowess of the Combat Clan. King Xavier's daughters, Irene and Ivin, embody starkly contrasting destinies. Irene, blessed with potent magical abilities, rises as a celebrated figure, basking in favoritism and renown. Meanwhile, Ivin, bereft of magical talents, navigates a path fraught with challenges, seeking purpose and recognition in a world where power defines stature. Their divergent journeys unfold against a backdrop of intrigue, alliances, and the looming shadows of Elgard's mystical legacy. In the aftermath of betrayal by her own sister Irene, Ivin finds herself at the mercy of destiny's cruel twist when she meets her true love Tadio Cliff. The ensuing tragedy results in Ivin birthing a daughter, only to be mistakenly killed by Irene the new Queen of Elgard after the tragic demise of her parents. Tadio and Her infant daughter narrowly escapes, setting the stage for a tumultuous journey ahead. Eighteen years later, Marcella embarks on a quest to uncover her true identity and unravel the mystery surrounding her mother's demise. Along the way, she encounters formidable adversaries and discovers latent powers within herself. Through trials and tribulations, Marcella learns to fend for herself and hones her skills to seek justice for her mother's untimely death. Marcella's journey towards vengeance is a path fraught with challenges and self-discovery. To become stronger, she must harness her newfound abilities, forge alliances with allies who share her quest for justice, and confront the dark forces that threaten her world. Ultimately, her determination, resilience, and newfound powers will pave the way for her to confront Irene and avenge her mother's tragic fate.
JMK444 · 8.2K Views

Hyperborea

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."
EBS · 1.4K Views
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