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After losing his mother as a child, Hoshino Aki clings to the legend she once told him—every 400 years, a falling star brings a celestial girl who grants a wish to someone in true need. Now, 20 years later, Aki is a high school student who has long dismissed the tale as a fantasy. But when news of a rare celestial event shakes his world, forgotten memories resurface. Could the legend be real? And if so, will he finally receive the wish he once longed for? As the fated night approaches, Aki is about to discover a truth far beyond his imagination.

Wang Zhong arrived in an alternate world and became embroiled in this world's global war. What he gained was a cheat, akin to a real-time strategy game's overhead perspective, and he could even see through the eyes of his subordinates' units! So, he decisively started micro-managing, "Shift the machine gun position five centimeters to the left! Place the anti-tank cannon in the forest on the right!" Three years passed in this manner, and Wang Zhong looked at the marshal's baton in his hand, then at the double-headed eagle flag behind the emperor's envoy. "In my hometown, there's an old saying, 'Princes and generals, are they not sprung from the masses?' Envoy, do you know of it?"

Ryunova, a girl who lived in seclusion, decided to explore the world after befriending a small dragon she named Noir. She became an adventurer in Belfest, where she met Olivia Von Veinglory. The two clashed over a mission but eventually worked together, forming a strong bond. Their journey took them east to the Draconic Land, where they found a village suffering from famine. Determined to help, Ryunova became the Village Chief, with Olivia as her advisor. Together, they set out to rebuild the village, beginning a new chapter in their adventure.

"You are Alice!" She doesn't know what her name is, but she's sure that it is not what they claim. Waking up in the middle of an unpleasant place, and then meeting an unpleasant child then finally calls her to a name she's familiar with but has a different feeling over it, she claims, "I'm not Alice!"

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In Zyphera, a realm of floating cities and magic-laced bloodlines, power is not inherited—it is seized. Nobility stands untouchable, their destinies inked by history, their victories carved into golden walls. But ink lies. Ink can be rewritten. Here, only blood tells the truth. Annabelle Dorne was meant to be nothing—a noble in name alone, an overlooked shadow in a world that devours the weak. But when shattered memories of another life awaken, she realizes this story has been told before. She has read it, lived it, and she knows how it ends. The empire will drown in war. A queen will rise from chains. A monster will carve his name into history with fire and ruin. And at the heart of it all, love and betrayal will bleed together, indistinguishable. Annabelle was never meant to change the course of fate. But fate has never met someone like her. As she moves in the spaces between prophecy and reality, unseen hands tighten around her throat—watching, waiting. A prince whose touch commands storms. A villain who thrives in the dark. A woman whose mask hides something far more terrifying than cruelty. And when the final chapter comes, who will be the writer, and who will be the ink?

"We shouldn't do this...you're my best friend." "I don't want to be just friends anymore. I want to set our friendship on fire and burn it all." Aiden's heart wars with his head. Hunter has always been his best friend and his safe place. But now, every time he's near his friend, Hunter. Hunter's touch sets him on fire, and that heat is impossible to ignore. On the other hand, Hunter doesn't care. He's done playing it safe. As their friendship teeters on the edge of ruin, Aiden must decide: is the risk of losing Hunter worth the chance of having him completely? Or will the flames they ignite consume them both? Friendship on fire has never been this reckless-or this irresistible.

Theodore is a man who has never held a job in his life and has a reputation for failure. He is tired of being fired, but never of his incompetence! With one last hope, he accepts his uncle's call and begins working at the Count's estranged estate. His mission: To be assistant to the young master Lemi. Theodore has a secret - he can feel different emotions in those he touches. Anger, fear, happiness... Everything is reflected in him. Until he touches Lemi. He can't even get a single tenner from the young master. At first she thinks this is a temporary situation, but eventually she discovers the dark truth behind it. Without realizing it, he has uncovered a secret that has been buried in the mansion for years. But are some secrets kept for a reason?

The man who knows nothing that is the protagonist of our story after**** died he got transported inside the game that he was playing as the worst character ever but there is a problem he doesn't even remember a thing and the worst that he is not the only one who got transported after going through hell to finish the test the tell him that he doesn't have a embodiment basically everyone who got transported has an embodiment in top of that the also throw at him the role of a villain and told him to fuck himself so what is he going to do about this bizarre situation

With the rise of violent souls and dark forces threatening the delicate balance between the living and spiritual worlds, Max, a weary Reaper, is assigned to guide fragile human souls for the first time. Bound by an unexpected promise, Max finds himself entangled with a young girl whose destiny could change everything. As rebellion brews in the shadows and corruption spreads, Max must navigate a journey of duty, loss, and unlikely hope before both realms spiral into chaos.

Auren has lived her entire life in the shadow of the Kael family, considered only the daughter of a servant. But when fate brings them together in a dangerous game of passion, power and forbidden desires, the rules begin to crumble. He is cold, confident and unattainable, but only with her does he allow himself weakness. She is the one who should not even be close to him, but found herself too close. Their game is a delicate balance between prohibition and freedom, duty and desire, light and darkness. But the longer they stay in it, the more dangerous the stakes become. In a world where every step can lead to disaster, will they endure this dance on the edge? Or will the fire they play with turn them to ashes?

Misty Nighthorn, feels like she has never belonged, Marked with her very unnatural appearance and whispered tied to Demons. She was shunned by her village, but when demons came and attacked her village, and killed her mother and her best friend, Saminin, she swore revenge. Armed with nothing but her stubbornness and her iron will, she set on a quest to return her best friend and her mother from the underworld, before it was too late. And as she set on a quest she met many people along the way, and they joined her wanting to help. And they fight many Monsters and demons, along the way. And they all become very close, and when they make it to the underworld. Misty finds out she can only choose one person to come with her her best friend or her mother. In the end, she has to make a very hard decision.

Some lovers make history. Others are buried beneath it. Woven in Fire and Silk is a collection of tales that history dared not remember. Across centuries and empires, from the gilded halls of Renaissance Italy to the haunted shores of Cornwall, these stories burn bright—only to be consumed by fate. A forbidden passion in the House of Borgia. Two lovers condemned in the Salem witch trials. A whispered affair hidden beneath the Sistine Chapel’s ceiling. A marriage of convenience in the depths of the Great Depression. Each tale is a tapestry of desire and sacrifice, bound by the threads of power, betrayal, and destiny. But love, no matter how doomed, leaves its mark. These are the stories of those who loved in the shadows of history—who defied the world for a moment, only to be lost to time.

"Don't let me go, even if I beg!" He knows she's going to be an indulge toxin, yet letting her go will be a line of bane. --- Marina, a physical therapist, must choose between life and her pride in her desperation to help her parent in crushing debt. With her choice set, entering the underground to the risky offer she's compiled, she tries to find balance amid the chaos of the underground world. However, unaware to Marina she was already a spotted prey to the predator she's veiled on to hunt.

In a world governed by dynamics of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, 25-year-old Kian Vale, a fiercely independent Omega, has always lived by one rule: never depend on anyone but himself. Tired of the relentless cycles of his heat, Kian has mastered the art of enduring it alone. Working as a marketing strategist at a prestigious firm, he thrives on logic, discipline, and control. But when his carefully constructed world shatters during an unexpected heat at the office, everything changes. Enter Adrian Blackwell, his cold, dominant Alpha superior who seems to exude power with every step. When Kian’s heat spirals out of control, Adrian intervenes, igniting a relationship that is as consuming as it is destructive. With a toxic blend of passion, possessiveness, and manipulation, their connection tests the limits of desire and control. As Kian wrestles with his growing dependency on Adrian and the darker sides of their dynamic, he must ask himself: Is he willing to lose himself entirely for love, or can he reclaim his independence without losing the bond they share?

Lance sterling is one of the children of the relatively unknown sterling family. He believes that in a few years time the world would have become a world of meta-humans. After a few years, the greatest discovery of the century is made. Dark matter. At this time, due to the incompetence of some scientists, a ten million people die and one of America's most cherished states is destroyed. Lance decides to test dark matter himself, but is instead taken over by it. When he wakes up from his coma, he is shocked to discover that mana now covers the earth giving birth to meta humans. He also discovers that he is hosting another soul in his body. With the awakening of meta-humans, emblems allow them to access the various affinities. But lance discovers that he possesses 3 emblems: The emblem of frost flames, The emblem of primordial souls, and the emblem of dark matter and energy. Lance possesses 3 of the most dangerous emblems of humanity. Watch how he overcomes all the hurdles in his way, fights against the great evil called anti-matter, and spoils his girlfriend?

Gårdën ōf Édhën: Dîvînë Līnëägë explores the aftermath of the creator’s departure and the rebellion of his once-divine creatures. Twisted into bizarre, supernatural beings, they now inhabit a chaotic realm where survival is a constant battle. Without their creator’s guidance, they grapple with their strange new bodies and an unsettling power to shape even stranger things. As war and mayhem consume the garden, they face a harrowing question: Can they find purpose and unity in a fractured world, or are they doomed to an eternal cycle of conflict and meaninglessness?

" love like fire , burn everything it desire" A women looking like she was in her early twenties humming the lines , she would have been a stunning and gorgeous lady if not her ghostly skin color and blood on her mouth and the man who kneeling in front her while crying . At 28, Cherry Crystal inherits her father Ethan's Moore successful company, but soon uncovers the painful truth about her parents' troubled marriage. As she reflects on her father's devotion to her late mother, Anaya crystal, Cherry finds a diary that reveals the shocking secrets of their relationship. Anaya, who loved Ethan deeply, was never truly loved in return, and Cherry's own existence was the result of a broken and complicated past. As Cherry confronts her father with these revelations, she is forced to come to terms with the painful legacy of a love that burned bright but left destruction in its wake. The cherry blossoms, ever present, stand as a symbol of both beauty and loss in this poignant tale of regret, sacrifice, and unfulfilled love.

the journey of man learning to walk in a new world

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….

Innocent Fire is a story of forbidden tension, unspoken desires, and an unexpected connection that neither of them saw coming.Liam is used to blending into the background, strong, intelligent, yet painfully shy. With his glasses and broad frame tucked into a stiff school uniform, he has always been the quiet one, avoiding unnecessary attention. But when Vanessa walks into his classroom as the new practice teacher, everything changes.She’s confident, alluring, and dangerously unpredictable. From the moment her teasing gaze lands on him, Liam feels the heat of something unfamiliar. Something intoxicating. She enjoys making him squirm, watching his innocence crack under her playful touch. But beneath her smirks and flirtation lies something deeper, something neither of them are ready to name.In a world where rules exist for a reason, how far can they push the line before everything spirals out of control?

“Now tell me Amasir, what were you doing in his room last night?” As Rughald took a step towards her, she mirrored him with a step backward. His lips curled up in a deep frown. “You were with him again.” “Rughald—” “Don’t,” he snapped. In an instant, he closed the distance between them. He was do fast that he left her breathless. His hands caressed her waist, and she suddenly became aware of how difficult it was to breath. “You reek of him, love,” he murmured. “His scent, his touch, his kiss, they are all over you.” She gasped and before she could say anything, his lips crashed onto hers, claiming her mouth into his. He sucked on her lower lips, his kiss punishing. She couldn’t breath, couldn’t think, couldn’t move. When he finally pulled back, her lips were trembling and her chest was heaving. His eyes darkened with hint of possessiveness. “There,” he smiled. “Now Mikhaz lips are gone.”

History will always lie. An inevitability that is etched in the memory of the world itself. The tides of war will always be set in stone yet floats and sways in the currents of time. Those who win over the garden shall see the world of a new age, different from the ones of gods and heroes. Those who nurture the garden should not fall prey to its beauty, lest they will be swallowed by its lies. Allendis the lowly mercenary did not think his fate could get any worse. He did not know what destiny has in store for him but he must find a way to survive the horrors of the world. Eddan is a place of the divine and the monstrous but filled with promise and unknowable truths. Survival is a must. Even if he has to help carve up the world into someone’s image.