Wildfire Movement

She was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant assuming the identity of her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake for one year and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those piercing blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the One Year was over. **** The longer she stood there, the more her anxiety clawed at her insides. Part of her hoped he wouldn't show up at all. Maybe he'd decided to call it off. Maybe she could walk away from this whole ordeal. But no. If he didn't come, everything would be pointless. She would lose it all and return to wallow in the North. Her thoughts were interrupted by the creak of the large doors at the back of the room swinging open. All eyes turned. And for a moment, time seemed to stand still. A young man entered. He was tall, strikingly good-looking, but he exuded an aura that screamed danger—a man who might shoot someone just for daring to look at him wrong. And she wasn't exaggerating. He held a massive gun in his hand, pointed downward as he strode into the room like he owned the place. Alice instinctively took a step back, her breath catching. He didn't look familiar. What was going on? Was this a wedding or the start of a fight? Had he come to kill someone here... or worse, her? Had they figured out she was an imposter? But before she could spiral further, someone else entered the room, his movements slow, deliberate. Smoke briefly obscured his face as he exhaled his last puff and handed a vape to the armed man beside him. Hades. Alice had expected him to show up eventually. What she hadn't expected was the overwhelming wave of anxiety that crashed over her the moment she saw him. Her chest tightened, and her heart pounded so hard she thought it might explode. The room had fallen completely silent. Almost everyone was staring, wide-eyed, no longer whispering. Their shock was evident. Like they hadn't expected him to be there even though it was supposed to be his brother's wedding. Hades' gaze locked on hers. His dark, intense eyes bore into her. Why was his older brother— her groom—not here yet? Hades sudden presence had spiked her anxiety. She wanted to run away. Except... Hades began to walk towards her. "Welcome to the wedding ceremony of Hades and Aurora." *** Pleaseeee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. And makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile, I must say) See you in the comment section!

She’s cold, fierce, and unwilling to submit to any man. That is one of the main goals of Kingsley April. She thought to herself; how ridiculous it will be to get married to someone you thought was sweet,gentle, caring and loving turning into a lifeless monster without a heart. Mainly focusing on career and living a good lifestyle with families and friends while throwing helping hands to the needy. A beautiful lady blessed to be an artist also possessing eagle eyes that sees through people and observe movements along with the characteristics of a pufferfish that protects itself against predators. She had these characteristics even when Arthur Leo showed up in her life like a ghost that creeps closer to catch you off guard. She never knew Arthur Leo had plans for her life. A man with great potentials and extensive influences, cold but passionate, simple, gentle and intelligent. One who recognizes great talent and appreciates it. Knows what he want and fights for it to the end. But then, will April submit to him? Is she going to recognize him? Will Leo’s plans work on April? ************* I’m not the owner of the cover photo for this novel. I’d like to give credit to the unknown owner of the cover photo. Thank you. Also, this is my first time writing a book please give replies, advice, suggestions, and lots of feedback. I LOVE YOU. @THE_ELLEDORCEE.

In a distant future, Earth is long gone, and humanity’s last survivors have found refuge on the desolate planet of Selora. Genetically engineered and raised to serve, Kael Duskborne is born into a world where memories are erased, free will is a distant memory, and every movement is dictated by an unyielding, unknown force. His mission: to harvest obsidian from the planet's cursed mines. But Selora is no ordinary world. The land itself seems to pulse with a strange, sinister energy, and its creatures—ancient, primal, and deadly—lurk in the shadows. As he journeys through this harsh world, Kael begins to question everything he’s been told. Why is he here? What is the truth behind the planet’s dark past? Silent whispers haunt the air, and warnings of an ancient, omnipotent force—the Silence—demand his attention. With his very life at stake, Kael must choose whether to accept the unspoken order of his existence or fight against the oppressive force that seeks to control him—and the planet itself. In a world where nothing is as it seems, survival means navigating a web of lies, dark powers, and dangerous allies.

The Third Dimension is collapsing. The Fourth Dimension is descending. First it seemed that only technology would evolve, but who knew the world itself could too? It wasn’t as simple as climate change or tectonic movement. No, the fundamental laws of physics that governed everything were changing. Leonel was fairly lucky. His family was decently well off, his father loved him enough to brew vomit inducing nutrient rich smoothies every morning, and this was both the day of the National Championship and his 521st confession to his dream girl, Aina. As his father always said, nothing was more important than respect and persistence. Unfortunately, everything changed that night. At the after party of ages, the world reached a saturation point and an apocalypse descended. Abilities awakened. Sub-Dimensional Zones opened. Invalids rampaged through the Earth like a virus... Those who could evolve would have a slim chance for survival. Those who couldn’t would die. This novel will be a unique spin on the dungeon/system genre. Dungeons won't be dungeons and the system won't be a system... Take a look to find out what I mean :) -------- For Updates - @Awespec on twitter or https://discord.gg/awespec for discord https://www.instagram.com/awespec_/ https://dimensional-descent.fandom.com/wiki/Aina_Brazinger

"Your wench mother seduced my father and made you!" Reneira’s half-sister insulted her late mother and fury ignited a dangerous secret power within the girl, and involuntarily, she exposed her magic. Magic was taboo in the seven kingdoms, and those born with it must be burned. But she was a precious princess to the Kingdom. The royal family kept this secret with them and locked away her power, however, the King had a far darker plan: he forced her into a marriage with the evil prince of Thegara, a ruthless barbarian who had bathed in the blood of countless victims, as rumors said. Their union was the King’s strategy, she was a tool to win yet another war. The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. She came to encounter a gorgeous yet wicked ex-mistress who didn't want her as his wife too and constantly attempts to push her out of the way... __ “Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eyes!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement. “I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him. His mouth hovered near her ear. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation.” Butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Rolling her eyes away, she tried not to meet his dangerously alluring gaze. “You said we’re not a real couple, and I’m not your true mate. What’s changed your mind?” He grinned widely, grabbing her chin and leaning in so close that she could feel his warm breath against her skin. He used his tempting aura to compel her to meet his gaze. Her treacherous heart didn’t defy him again, he could hear it racing. “That term of the treaty no longer applies. From now on, you’re truly my wife, Doe-eyes. Only mine.” He paused, studying her body’s response. “Shall I stop here?” he whispered, his breath sending a shiver down her spine. Once again, she surprised him. The answer was the opposite of what the arousal scent of her body suggested. “Yes. You should stop.” "So you’re going to play a naughty game, wife?" ...

Jason, a young man who died after getting involved in a brutal accident that killed him reincarnated into the exact novel he was reading on the night he died. He was reincarnated into the novel he was reading before his untimely death, as a baby who had just been birthed successfully. From his birth he was shown no love due to his non-existent aptitude in magic. Lucky for him, he awakened the Talent system. A system that allowed him to copy talents; skills that individuals excelled at, the skills that made said individuals the cream of the crop. With the exact same mastery of the person he copied it from. The system when trying to increase his aptitude for mana only managed to decrease it even lower blessed him with nature energy to passively strengthen himself. With no magic and a system that allows him to copy talents, watch Jason climb through the ranks of the world and become the strongest! ... [Host can choose a talent to copy: Null eyes, War God's Embrace, 30 Blade movements, Advanced War Tactics] _____ Note: The MC is OP.

Information: 私は日本の小説家です。想像したものすべてを創造するのが大好きです。この小説はこれまでで最高のもので、漫画も間もなくリリースされますので、ぜひ読んで楽しんでください。(I am a Japanese novelist. I love to create anything I imagine. This novel is the best one so far and the manga will be released soon, please read it and enjoy.) FakeZone, is a 「日本語」person, who loves creating Fantasy and Adventure type of Novel, and always daydreamed it everytime he's on work. The Story's purpose is simple, Tetsuya only wanted a normal and peaceful life and nothing else, but it changed simultaneously. Rated 13+ Authored by FakeZone Launched: 1/01/2025 Synopsis: The story follows a 17-year-old boy, Tetsuya, who lost his memories during the invasion that led to his tragic past. He was introduced later in Chapter 1, living alone in a small hut far from the village, longing for a normal and peaceful life. Then he met a homeless young girl, Shirasaki Aiko. Tetsuya helped her and invited her into his hut because Aiko wanted to, and in gratitude, Aiko called Tetsuya "Onii-sama." She later awakened as a Cyromancy class user, after Yamaguchi Itawa—a knight who had served the kingdom for 12 years—saved Tetsuya and Aiko from thugs. Tetsuya eventually awakened, his eyes glowing purple, and a black and purple aura erupted, bursting like wildfire before quickly fading. Tetsuya never learned his class, and nothing changed for him. No mark appeared on his chest. Everyone, including Aiko, was surprised to discover that he was the only Awakener who didn't have a mark, and nothing had changed—he appeared to be just an ordinary, un-awakened human. Everyone, except Aiko, suddenly rejected him, seeing him as a worthless person, the weakest Awakener. Tetsuya had expected everyone to be kind as usual, but now he was ignored and mocked. He was forced and tricked into causing destruction around the village. Everyone said he's the one who did it, he's responsible for it. They made Tetsuya cause more and more destruction to the village and went far. Itawa looked at Tetsuya, his expression a mixture of disbelief, anger, and disappointment, and slapped his face, Itawa had trusted him. Tetsuya was betrayed. The villagers burned down Tetsuya's hut. Tetsuya collapsed to his knees, and Aiko cried. Tetsuya, too, was on the verge of tears as they watched the hut burn to the ground. The villagers mocked him, laughed, and grew angry before turning their backs and walking away. The people he once knew… Gone, replaced by monstrous attitudes. He was seen as a worthless being, the weakest Awakener ever born. 'What's the point of living this shitty life…' Tetsuya stood up, wiped his tears, and glanced one last time at the ruins of his hut, burning and reduced to ashes. He walked out of the kingdom, with Aiko following him. His expression turned cold, his jaw tightened, and his hands clenched into fists. "Aiko, Let's get going…" ['If you want to see more of the story, read now! Follow Tetsuya's adventure through different places, and ancient places, or another dimension? And how he met multiple people that trusted him… Read now!'] —————— Copyright Notice 'Azrael: The Awakening' © FakeZone 2025 | All Rights Reserved. This work is the property of FakeZone. No part of it may be copied, reproduced, or distributed in any form without the author’s permission, except for brief excerpts used in reviews or articles. Unauthorized use, duplication, or distribution is a violation of applicable laws and will be prosecuted. 「よく読んでください。これは警告であり、コピーした部分は技術法に違反しているため、著者の同意が必要になります。」

Bearing the supreme Blood of the Emperor, he unlocked the strongest Emperor's Eye! Martial Technique Copying! Bloodthirsty Frenzy! Seeing through illusions! Memory Reading! Burning World Black Flame! Cloning instant movement! Spatial destruction! Unlimited Vision! Time Stasis!… [Chaos Heavenly Emperor] Ling Feng, "With these eyes, I dare to make heaven and earth tremble!"

Ji Tianqi, who fantasized about crossing into an otherworldly realm, was diagnosed as a fantasy syndrome patient. However, his extraordinary encounter in the otherworldly realm came true!!! In his first extraordinary encounter, he obtained a martial arts secret book that no one but he could master. Therefore, the team responsible for researching/treating him provided him with a prop—a chessboard! His second extraordinary encounter involved solving the Zhenlong Chess and gaining the empowerment transmission from a master, which granted him a century-old skill in minutes. From then on, the team responsible for researching/treating him became a team dedicated to assisting him. His team created an inn setting for him, where he experienced his fourth extraordinary encounter—the Orchid Acupoint Skill. With this martial art, he immobilized a criminal possessing the superpower of Instantaneous Movement. His team submitted a request report to their superiors—our hero needs to rent a temple, a temple with a Scripture Pavilion. After the superiors rejected it, they issued an important directive. "Think bigger, construct a real ancient city for him! An ancient city that includes all the headquarters of the various sects from his otherworldly fantasies!"

Miss Witch's 'warm' daily life in the Cyber Interstellar Era, occasionally epic and impassioned. ———— She was a timid girl who grew up in the cyber metropolis. She was a crying child trudging through the mud. She was a Legendary star admired by the vulgar masses for her transcendence. She was a dark songstress who brought sorrow and tears to the world. She was a cold-hearted Witch who could not speak of false hope. She was a bloodstained Angel singing the finale... _____ Enjoy the latest masterpiece "Eternal Night Witch" by the handicapped author, Azure Sky Chapter. This book is also known as "Miss Witch's Work Diary". "I Have to Hide My Identity as a Color Level Songstress". "Is It Okay If I Can Only Pilot Gundams?". "The Shadowy Queen Behind the Federation". "If I Were to Sing That Finale". "We Will Eventually Unite as One".

Updates daily at 8:00 (GMT +8) "Level up? Dragons?" Eighteen. The age of Awakening. An important moment where every human in the desolate maga-cities unlocks their Talent, a unique ability to carve a path in this monster-plagued apocalyptic world. Alister Hazenworth, a graduating student, and a rising star at the prestigious Aegis Academy, was destined for greatness. His exceptional athleticism and magical aptitude promise a powerful Talent – a guarantee for a secure life and social status. But fate had different plans. During Alister's Awakening ceremony, it's revealed that he's a Summoner. Instead of admiration, he faces mockery. His once bright future turns bleak as his "friends" desert him for Talents they see as more "useful." left alone, Alister awakens a system. [Host found, system binding...] [System binded successfully.] [Congrats, you have gain the status of 'player'.] [Ding!! Congrats to the player for awakening The Dragonforge - an overlord system.] [Ding!! it has been detected that the player possesses a latent draconic aspect, and as such will only be able to summon dragons!!] [Will the player like to proceed with their first summoning?] Cast aside and underestimated, Alister becomes a force to be reckoned with. He embarks on a journey, building his own dragon army – a crew of majestic wyverns, fearsome drakes, and ancient wyrms. He raids the wastelands, reclaims lost resources, and dismantles the prejudice against summoners. Every day, his power grows, his bond with his dragons deepens, and his legend spreads like wildfire. Discord server: https://discord.gg/zbQwWCSCrn [A/N: This is a slow paced novel, don't expect the protagonist to suddenly start out overpowered and start dominating left and right, he will become an overlord of dragons, yes, but it will take time. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)] Cover made by me /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

Raphael's heart skipped a beat, while Celest, unable to contain his fear, trembled in place, on the verge of giving in to panic. Linfer, however, observed them all with absolute detachment. In his eyes, their movements seemed slow, very slow. Even Luciel, moving at a speed close to that of light, appeared frozen in time. With a simple flap of his wings, Linfer floated on the surface of the sea of blood, indifferent to the slowness of those around him. His dark claws gleamed slightly as he raised his index finger to his forehead, where an Omega symbol was etched into his flesh. The symbol shimmered, emitting a terrifying aura, as a drop of black blood slowly emerged, suspended in mid-air. Silence enveloped the scene. In a barely audible whisper, yet resonating throughout the ninth heaven, " [Ashkharsh: All Red]" The drop of black blood finally fell. As it touched the surface of the bloody sea... Psychopath, hedonist, hemophage, Linfer, known as the Blood Devil, brought about Armageddon for humanity. His strength was such that it shook the most powerful beings. But his impulsiveness drew the attention of the Tree of Tao... transmigrating to an earlier time... "Young Master Bai! The Devourer has left traces in a kingdom of the lower plane!" "Gather the inner disciples! As servants of Tao, we must purge this evil, even if it means sacrificing ourselves!" "The younger generation is truly fortunate to have you!" "That's true~" A slight smile spread across his face. *** #romance #manipulation #evilMC #gore #r18 #mythology #cultivation #Harem

Josep frowned as he looked at the few newspapers spread out on the table. In an instant, he understood Annelie's point. Seeing the seriousness of the situation, Josep waved his hand to the guards who were still in the room. ‘Leave us.’ he ordered. As soon as the guards left and the door closed. The atmosphere in the room became more private. Annelie, who had been watching Josep's movements unconsciously, sensed that something was different. Those orderly and deliberate movements, as if the leader was used to dealing with pressure. However, she could not forget what he was for yesterday. ‘All the commotion in town,’ Annelie said, pointing to a pile of newspapers, ‘has one brain behind it. And as Duke, you must immediately arrest whoever is responsible for this mess.’ Josep leaned back in his chair, his seemingly flat face hiding something that caught his attention. ‘So, you believe that all this social chaos has been organised by one person?’ Josep asked in a flat voice. Annelie nodded before continuing, ‘I've read all this over and over again. Although all of these papers were written by different authors and printed in different presses, their writing styles are suspiciously similar.’ Annelie began to point out some examples that could be used as evidence for her conversation that afternoon through the newspaper. ‘The key sentences used seem like they came from a single thought. This is no coincidence, a person or group must be controlling this information to set the narrative in Eldbourne.’ Annelie's continuation made Josep stare at the newspaper calmly. Although in the back of his mind, he knew that Annelie was off the girl's track. ‘When is Lord Harrington home?’ A question that annoyed Annelie because Josep was trying to divert the conversation from a topic that he thought was very important. ‘He should be home. But, what does that have to do with my father?’ Annelie asked in an annoyed tone. Josep did not answer directly. But the young man got up from his seat and walked over to Annelie before looking at her for a moment and saying, ‘I'll take you home.’ Annelie was surprised by Josep's change in demeanour. However, Annelie should not have delved further into the riots that took place in Eldbourne. The events of that day were the gateway that made Annelie always remember the impudence that changed the fate of her life in the future. Which is full of darkness and gripping secrets.

WARNING [R18] “I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute. Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything. All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

In the world to come, making oneself at home in a virtual realm has woven itself into the fabric of the daily grind. Online games flourishing within this digital hinterland have caught on like wildfire. It's a rare soul who hasn't caught a whisper about the mighty and their terrestrial habits and hedonism. Yet now, as life in the virtual sphere - especially within these burgeoning games - gains momentum, new titans rise within this electronic escapade. One wonders, do their existences diverge from those ensconced in real-world influence? Watch the journey of our protagonist who, through a gauntlet of trials and time, has eased into a leisurely existence as one of the esteemed five lord atop a thriving metropolis, in a community of a billion players. Though obstacles and thorns of various kinds laid in his path, he overcame them all. *** The original is in Thai, and as the writer of the original, I attempted to translate it as closely as possible. I use AI to help with the initial translation and then revise it one more time, but I only managed to achieve about 80% of what I expected. Not to mention grammar, just trying to translate jokes, idioms, proverbs, etc. so that foreigners can understand is very difficult.

In the year 2022, the unimaginable happened: the sky shattered, and massive dungeons appeared suspended in the heavens above Earth. Scientists scrambled to uncover their secrets, but every attempt to understand them ended in failure. As time passed, humanity began to grow accustomed to their ominous presence, choosing to ignore what they couldn't comprehend. But just one year later, terror struck. The dungeons broke open, unleashing an unrelenting tide of monsters upon Earth. Civilization teetered on the brink of extinction, and despair spread like wildfire. Yet, when all hope seemed lost, a phenomenon changed the course of history—a "profession system" awakened within humanity. Ordinary people gained extraordinary abilities, rising to combat the monstrous threat. Those who saved humanity came to be known as the "Heroes of Mankind." Twenty years passed since that catastrophic event. In 2028, a new beacon of hope emerged: Kim Lan Tian Hao, a young man with a hidden class, the Thunder Swordsman. This profession, revered for its raw strength and agility, was unlike anything seen before. Humanity placed high expectations on him, and Kim fulfilled them in spectacular fashion. In just six years, he ascended to the rank of SS-class hunter, earning the admiration and trust of all. However, peace was short-lived. The world trembled once again as the Second Catastrophe began. This time, the threat was greater, the stakes higher, and the consequences unimaginable. As chaos engulfed the planet, Kim Lan Tian Hao stood as humanity's last hope, his every step shaping the fate of the world.But fate was cruel to humanity. The once undefeated Kim Lan Tian Hao found himself powerless against the new wave of monsters. These creatures possessed an extraordinary resistance to lightning, rendering his Thunder Swordsman abilities almost useless. In the heat of battle, Lan Tian watched helplessly as his friends, family, and countless innocents perished before his eyes. Regret and despair consumed him. He blamed himself for being too weak, for not preparing for the unknown. If only I could go back in time... he thought bitterly. He laughed at the absurdity of the idea, mocking himself for even entertaining such a notion. What a joke! How pathetic to blame my luck when it's my own weakness that brought us here. As these thoughts clouded his mind, the boss monster—a towering beast of unparalleled strength—appeared. With a single devastating slash, it ended Lan Tian's life, and with it, humanity's final hope faded into oblivion. Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound of an alarm clock shattered the silence. A hand reached out to silence it. Lan Tian jolted awake, confused and disoriented. His surroundings were eerily familiar, yet different. He glanced at the date on his phone: January 2027. Lan Tian froze, his heart pounding in disbelief. He was back in the past, younger and alive. A storm of emotions swept over him—confusion, relief, and hope. Am I in heaven? he wondered, looking around in amazement. But as the minutes passed, reality began to sink in. This wasn't heaven. This was Earth—his second chance. Overwhelmed with joy and determination, Lan Tian opened his system window. To his astonishment, his Profession slot was unselected. He stared at it for a moment, and then a grin spread across his face. "Humanity's last hope hasn't ended yet," he said, his voice brimming with newfound resolve. "This time, I'll change everything.

“If it's abnormal for a living being to be with a corpse then can that living being be with a living nightmare?” ~ Being a half cast and an alluring beauty in the whole of Weenfield, Frances Franklin's story of her boyfriend dying because of her spread like wildfire and she had no other option but to leave town for a while. Years later, she returns and makes several friends as well as a new boyfriend. Together, they became a bond of seven friends who secretly believed in night creatures and celebrated Halloween behind closed doors in their own way which was strictly forbidden in Weenfield. One fateful day, as they celebrated their usual Halloween by playing a game, they came across a strange question saying; “I gave up my life for you, Frances. How could you just move on like that?” That question didn't just reopen Frances' past trauma but it also brought her dead boyfriend of many years ago back. However, the most horrifying thing was that her dead boyfriend wasn't the only person to come back to life but other night creatures were brought in as well…

[Warning: strong mature content] Jasmine Everly was humiliated and thrown out of the house after being served with divorce papers by her husband, Sabastian Donovan, the only person she had ever loved, all due to a heartbreaking misunderstanding. She was so dependent on Sabastian that she had no one else and nowhere else to turn. Hurt and broken, she contemplated the end, but fate intervened when she discovered her pregnancy after enduring multiple miscarriages. This gave her the reason and determination to live. She worked hard to stand on her own just to give her daughter everything. After 6 years, she meets her ex-husband again as an investor in the design studio she works for, and he demands that she work with him for a month. What happens in a month? Why does he want her now? Will he find out that he has a daughter? Will they finally solve their misunderstanding and get back together? Or does he still love her? Will they have a happy ending? --------- He let my hands go and moved back a little, asking, "So she is not my daughter?" His voice was so calm, mirroring his eyes. It.... It's scary. Why did he suddenly turn so clam...? "No." I stood my ground, even though my heart was shouting to tell him the truth. All of a sudden, he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes widen. The unknown sensation spread across my skin like a wildfire. "So what if she is not my daughter? You still belong to me! But not in the fucking way I promised, but in the way you deserve!" His dark harsh voice vibrated on the edge of the earshell and sent a shiver down my spine, breaking out the cold sweat. "Wha...what....?!" My words were swallowed by his kiss, harsh unforgiving and hungry kiss. My body froze against his huge one as he pushed me against the wall with his, making me a sandwich between him and the wall. My eyes rolled back, and my mind stopped working as all I could feel was him, his body, and his lips. "You are always mine! Remember this, Jas!".

The 'Triad of the Night' is a worldwide organization recognized in all Asian, American and other continent countries, who are afraid that one day they will start their movements. Park Chan-woo, its leader and patriarch, holds the title of 'Monarch', which is only given by the previous Monarch. Park Chan-woo swore an oath. 'I promise that I will kill all the members of the Tríada of the night, including the Seven Seats of the organization; with that, my organization will definitely die'. The Seven Seats, who were the seven strongest members of the organization, and Monarch Park Chan-woo went to war and both sides were decimated. Park Chan-woo was the greatest assassin, but he actually wanted such a life; not really, that's why he decided to step aside from the greatest organization in the world. However, he never imagined that he would be reincarnated in a world with magic, where someone with his talent would live as he had always wished. The only problem is that the strong lead that world and so do the nobles.

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

The kingdom of Elaria stands majestically as the greatest power on the continent of Atlantis, with vast lands of power and that the sun never sets on the land of power. But behind the glory, a cruel social stratification separates the nobles, who have power and control, from the commoners, who live in oppression. In the midst of this chaos, Alexander Arthur Casterwyn, a young noble who refuses to submit to the rotten system, takes a bold step. He adopts a pair of orphaned twins from the Ethel family, a despised commoner. Unexpectedly, one of the twins possesses a rare Essential: Voidwalker, a power found only in legend. Years later, one of the twins reappears. Caspian Arthur Casterwyn, a gifted channeler who leads a movement to shake the foundations of the kingdom. Together with his siblings and a group of loyal channelers, Caspian will confront the tyranny that sits on the throne and destroy the system that has oppressed them all this time.

Year 1: Ning Chen crossed worlds and joined the Green Lotus Sect, becoming a disciple under its sect master, Liu Ruyan—a woman as enchanting as a blooming lotus and as treacherous as a serpent. Year 3: Ning Chen awakened the Supreme Yang Holy Body, a divine constitution rumored to hold the secrets of immortality. That same year, his trust was repaid with betrayal. Liu Ruyan shattered his cultivation and imprisoned him in the abyssal Demon Locking Prison, forging him into her personal cultivation furnace. Night after night, his Yang essence was drained to fuel her ambitions. A century later, Liu Ruyan ascended to the Spirit Transformation Realm, becoming the youngest cultivator on the continent to achieve such heights. The Green Lotus Sect, once obscure, began its meteoric rise. A millennium later, the sect transformed into an exclusive sanctuary for female cultivators. Among its disciples emerged nine prodigies of peerless beauty and talent, hailed as the Nine Luminaries of the Green Lotus Sect. Three millennia later, Liu Ruyan transcended the heavenly tribulation and ascended as an immortal. The Green Lotus Sect became a holy land, drawing female cultivators from every corner of the realm. Ten thousand years into the Daxia Era, the entire Green Lotus Holy Land—every last disciple—ascended to the heavens. Whispers spread like wildfire: “A divine entity slumbers in the depths of the Demon Locking Prison. Any woman who ventures there returns… reborn.” When questioned, the sect’s disciples merely smile. “Yes,” they reply coyly. “Elder Brother… is indeed incomparably vast.” But beneath the sect’s radiant glory lies a festering truth. The furnace that built this immortal dynasty now stirs—and its hunger may consume all.

What if you were given a second chance at life—but swore off love forever? Mizuki Wolfe, the celebrated author of Last Moon, stunned the world when she abruptly ended her decade-long engagement to childhood sweetheart Pablo Rossi. But what truly turned heads? She happily played matchmaker, steering her billionaire ex into the arms of another woman. Why? That’s the question no one dared to ask. Unbeknownst to the world, Mizuki has lived this life before. In her first life, she chose love, only to discover it was an illusion—leaving her shattered and full of regrets until her dying breath. This time, reborn and wiser, Mizuki has made a promise: no more illusions, no more fairy tales, and definitely, no more romance. Then came K. A sultry-voiced rockstar with mismatched eyes of gold and blue, K has millions of fans swooning and an unshakable belief in destiny. For years, he’s been searching for his other half—the one who would finally complete him. The moment he sees Mizuki, he knows: it’s her. But Mizuki isn’t interested in love, and K isn’t interested in giving up. In a battle of cynicism and fate, will Mizuki’s walls crumble, or will K learn that even destined love requires more than belief to survive? A story of second chances, soulmates, and the courage to let your heart believe again. ---------------------------------------------- “Miss Mizuki,” he greeted, his voice deep and smooth, the kind of voice that belonged in an expensive whiskey commercial—or better yet, a lover’s whisper. Mizuki blinked. Then again. Her mouth opened to respond, but what emerged was less “hello” and more “garbled wheeze.” Lizbeth, her ever-loyal assistant, jabbed her sharply in the ribs. “Hey,” she whispered, her tone sly, “I think the leading man just fell in love with you at first sight.” “Shh!” Mizuki hissed, her face heating up. She tried to regain her footing, figuratively and literally, but managed only to trip over her own feet. She lurched forward, arms flailing in what she hoped looked like an intentional movement. Hizuki, lightning-quick, caught her before disaster struck. His hands were firm yet gentle as they steadied her. Up close, those stunning eyes were even more hypnotic, and the faint scent of cedar and rain seemed to linger around him. “Are you all right?” he asked, his lips quirking into a smile that somehow managed to be both kind and devastatingly alluring. Mizuki’s brain short-circuited. She realized she was still clutching his arms and yanked herself back so fast she almost stumbled again. Lizbeth leaned closer, whispering gleefully, “You okay? Your heart’s racing.” “I want to run,” Mizuki muttered, barely moving her lips. “What?” Lizbeth asked, her grin widening. “I want to run,” Mizuki repeated in a fierce whisper. “Far away. To another country, maybe.” Lizbeth snickered. “Flight at first sight, huh?” “Yes!” Mizuki hissed, shooting a panicked glance at Hizuki, who was still watching her like she was the only thing worth noticing in the entire room. His gaze was so warm, so intense, it could have melted steel—and definitely her composure. She shot a look at Lizbeth, who was no help at all, and then at the nearest exit. She was already planning her escape. Update Schedule: Start February 14, 2024 Update: daily at midnight follow me on IG: @schreient_rui Like the story? gimme coffee :D https://ko-fi.com/schreient

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

Pablo Castillo was the worst, the evilest, the biggest criminal in the whole world. He was the ominous figure known as Criminal X. It’s a name that sends shivers down the spines of those who utter it. His past, a mysterious enigma, shrouded in darkness, only adds to the legend of the world’s most notorious criminal. However, Pablo’s reign of heinous crimes comes to an abrupt end when a specially trained military force, an elite group made especially to capture Pablo, finally apprehended him. The capture of Criminal X sent shockwaves around nations, for this man had defied all laws and moral boundaries. The world watched as he was brought to the highest court to face the consequences of a lifetime of malevolence. The International Court of Justice, in a bid to administer justice that matches the magnitude of his crimes, bestowed upon him the most excruciating execution ever conceived. The world erupted in celebration as news of his demise spread like wildfire. An international holiday was declared, a day of liberation from the tyranny of Pablo Castillo. The day was named with triumphant fervor. They all called it—World Independence Day. Pablo Castillo was a man so evil that even the kindest of Gods couldn’t find pity for him. But… Some Gods needed that man. That too, Desperately. ——— ——— ——— Gib Money - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

In her previous life, Su Jin was conspired by her family. Her baby was born through Caesarean birth, she had her eyes gouged out, and died tragically. When she was reborn, she suppressed the invincible Master Xiao. Her red lips lifted slightly as she said, "Handsome man, I see your yin tang has turned black. There will be a disaster in three days. If you want to resolve this calamity, marry me. I guarantee you will have safety, security, many children, and many blessings for the rest of your life.” Xi Chenxiao replied, “Get lost.” Three days later, he was rushed to the hospital. Su Jin said, “Handsome man, I reckon your heart may soon get pierced by an arrow.” Xi Chenxiao answered, “Get away from me!” Two days later, Xi Chenxiao was once again rushed to the hospital. Su Jin started, “Handsome man, I…” Xi Chenxiao interrupted her, “Stop! Let’s get married right now!” News of the overwhelmingly wealthy and powerful Xiaoye marrying the Su Family’s older daughter, a nobody, spread like wildfire. His brothers were puzzled but Master Xiao explained, “A wife to bless us with safety.” However, later… A fan asked, “Master Xiao, I heard that your wife is the world-famous voice actor.” Xi Chenxiao was confused. A reader asked, “Master Xiao, I heard that your wife is a greater writer.” Xi Chenxiao was confused. A little boy asked, “Master Xiao, I heard that your wife is a top hacker.” Xi Chenxiao was confused. “What are you guys talking about? My wife is a fortune teller!” [A little theatre] One day in a small, black house. Xi Chenxiao sat on a chair, his face a look of solemnity. “Tell me, then. How many more things are you hiding from me?” Su Jin shook her fingers and answered, “There aren’t many left, only that I’m a Qiuming Mountain racer, a certain boss in gaming, a certain talented right, and a special researcher of the International Research institute…” Xi Chenxiao was speechless. His wife was the real deal!

The night she decided to divorce Qi Yu, Song Nian was no longer the same demure person that she used to be—she tossed and turned like a feisty wild cat in his embrace. Between the sheets, Qi Yu asked Song Nian why in a raspy voice. With a hint of redness that tinged the curves of her eyes, Song Nian unleashed her every facet in front of him. "This is the last time. Of course, we should have fun." The next morning, Song Nian left behind a divorce agreement and left with a flick of her sleeves. She could not win Qi Yu's heart after five years of marriage. Song Nian was tired of that kind of life. She had money, looks, and a good figure. Why must she limit herself to hanging on this crooked tree called Qi Yu forever? One month into their divorce, Young Master Qi, who had always been cold and restrained, got drunk. When his friend carried him home from the bar, his friend grumbled, "If you don't want a divorce, don't get a divorce. What's the point of getting drunk every day?" Qi Yu narrowed his eyes and sneered. "Who doesn't want a divorce? I'm very happy to get a divorce!" The news of Song Nian's marriage with the Lu family spread like wildfire. On the day of the engagement, Young Master Qi destroyed the engagement venue and lifted Song Nian on his shoulder in front of everyone. In the remote forest villa, Qi Yu pinned Song Nian under him, displaying her stunning figure clad in her fishtail wedding dress. His eyes were cold and arrogant. "You want to marry someone else? Dream on!"

In a world where power is everything, Zero is the perfect fool. At Cloudveil Martial Arts Academy, a prestigious school for the elite, Zero’s brilliance hides behind a facade of clumsiness and ignorance. A lazy smile, a constant yawn—he seems like just another helpless new student. But beneath that mask lies a genius mind capable of seeing through the most complex martial arts techniques and strategies with ease. What no one knows is that Zero is the last surviving member of his race, a people once feared for their unparalleled intellect. Kingdoms conspired to annihilate his kind, afraid of their ability to control the fate of nations. With his people gone, Zero's only goal is vengeance—he will bring down the kingdoms that destroyed them, but not in the way they expect. For now, he hides in plain sight. He attends classes, listens to lessons, and pretends to be a fool, all while quietly gathering the knowledge and allies he needs for his grand plan. Every movement, every word, every action is part of a much larger scheme. But as he grows stronger, and his enemies begin to take notice of his strange abilities, Zero must navigate the treacherous waters of trust, deception, and self-discovery. Will he remain the clueless fool, or will his true genius break free to shape the world around him? Mystery, deception, and revenge await. The fool may just be the most dangerous player in the game.

Luciel, who had transmigrated to the Fantasy Continent, became a trainee knight with ordinary talent. Fortunately, he carried a powerful biochip with him. Storage: Successfully recorded “Cross Blade “,100% completeness Analysis function: cross sword movement perfection degree 56%, following a few mistakes, estimated after 1934 training to reach perfection Optimized function: Cross sword technique optimized, Super Cross sword technique completed Synthesis: White Crow Sword + Cross Sword = White Crow Cross Slash, whether to synthesize. update on Sunday and Thursday..