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**"Ace has always known he was different—rescued by human couples as a baby by the road side. Raised with a strange mark on his chest, uncanny speed, heightened senses, and an instinct he could never explain. But everything comes to a head on his eighteenth birthday when a restless fire awakens deep within him, compelling him into the forest under the light of the full moon. Drawn by an invisible force, Ace’s body trembles with anticipation, and his wolf—silent his entire life—stirs to life for the first time. Then he feels it: an overwhelming presence that fills the air, makes his heart race, and stops him in his tracks. A powerful looking but desperate man emerges from the shadows, Ace’s entire being responds. His chest burns, and the mark he always thought was a birthmark begins to glow on his chest, as if it knows the man standing before him. Kieran’s piercing silver eyes hold a mixture of relief and hunger as he steps closer. 'You’re mine,' Kieran murmurs, his voice deep and reverberating with authority and raw desire. Ace doesn’t understand what’s happening, but his body does. Every fiber of his being screams for Kieran, his wolf howling for the connection they were destined to share. When Kieran touches the glowing mark on Ace’s chest, the bond between them explodes into life. Ace feels everything—the undeniable pull, the deep need to belong, and a passion so intense it takes his breath away. The world fades, leaving only Kieran and the primal connection binding them. Kieran's suppressed desires for his mate breaks free from their restrain. He tears their clothes into pieces, pulling Ace closer in his arms as he uncontrollably touches every inch of Ace's body___ feeling the satisfaction he has longed for_ for years. He devours Ace's mouth and lips as he thrust into him , every thrust igniting a hotter flame inside their bodies, they both groan and scream at the connection, at the pleasure that flows throw every vein in their bodies. In that heated moment, Kieran claims Ace, sinking his teeth into his neck to mark him as his own. The bite sends a shockwave through Ace’s body, awakening a hunger and power he never knew he possessed. Their souls collide, binding them together in a bond that is both exhilarating and terrifying. ▪▪ But as Ace grapples with his newfound identity as a werewolf and the mate of a powerful alpha, he’s thrust into a world of danger, loyalty, and love so overwhelming it threatens to consume him. Will he accept the destiny that ties him to Kieran, or will the weight of the bond shatter them both?"** ○○●●○ Alpha Kieran had been looking for his mate for nine years, he searched among the she_wolves in his pack and all other packs but never found his expected female mate__, only to find out his mate is a male , something he has forbidden in his pack. No matter how much he didn't want to mate with Ace, the pull was way much uncomfortable to him. What is he going to do now that he has found himself in the situation he had forbade others himself.

"All I need is a second chance..." "A second chance to make things right." Watching the world in front of him crumble before his very eyes, Valyr felt immense regret. He and his comrades made sure to prepare for every possible mishap, for every possible thing that could've gone wrong... yet in the end, their side still lost. Feeling his consciousness slip away from him, the young man screamed out into the heavens, wishing at his dying moment to get a second chance. A second chance to make things right. Thankfully, the heavens responded. Sending him back into the world where everything began, Valyr was reborn as an NPC of Greater Beyond a year before the game went live. Armed with all of the knowledge he'd gained from his past life, as well as the goal of not wanting the past to repeat itself, he was going to make sure they won the final battle this time, stopping at nothing to achieve it. Though, before he could do that, he'd first have to pick up the path he ventured in the past. ---------- Feel free to join the Discord: https://discord.gg/FU7fdYwaau

They consume us, and we devour them. For three hundred years, humanity has struggled to survive against vicious demonic creatures known to them as Terrors. Resources are scarce, security and safety is fleeting, and still no progress towards their eradication or origins has been made. However, with the sudden arrival of a young boy with a shattered past becoming a cadet, along with help from a mysterious power granted from a sickly cause, it appeared as though the course of fate began to change... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Blood Eater- is a dark fantasy novel mainly focused on characters and plot, with a notable effort put into the world itself. If you like mystery, action and violence, you should read this book. With inspiration from various sources, such as Shadow Slave here on WebNovel or Attack On Titan, I tried my best to create something that was both fun to write and hopefully fun to read, while staying in my comfort zone and trying to maximize my writing potential. Of course, any feedback/suggestions/questions, etc., etc. are welcome and I’ll do my best to respond :) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Minimum of 800 words/chapter (though usually around 1000)

Billions have perished, leaving only a few million survivors. After his death, Eric is summoned to another world that has been nearly destroyed by corruption. The gods’ influence has all but vanished, and it is up to him to rally the remaining survivors, reclaim the land they lost, and restore the gods’ cathedrals. In doing so, he grows stronger, inching closer to awakening the gods from their eternal slumber. Time is running out. Not only are unimaginable abominations preparing to strike, but Eric faces a deadly challenge from within. His system, a mysterious force aiding him, comes with a dire warning: [WARNING] [Each time the system responds, it consumes host essence. When essence runs out, the host’s soul will perish along with the system.] [Recommendation: Communicate only when absolutely necessary.] [Current essence: 940] [1 essence = 1 word generated by the system.] [Choose your next words wisely.] ---------- If you’re brave enough to join us, the Abyss Watchers can be found here - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

In a world where everyone is a slave, someone is born who cannot be controlled. At the same time, an unstoppable villain rises on a quest for revenge. But the truth is darker than he ever imagined, and now he must face an unbeatable enemy — including himself. *** Bruno was a young man born on Earth, the son of an influential modern Emperor. Despite having everything money could buy and receiving the best and most rigorous training to succeed his father, he chose the opposite path, defying his family’s ruthless rule. The price of his innocence? A merciless death and the complete erasure of his existence by the deity controlling his fate. On Earth, the law of the powerful was absolute; a slave could never rebel. But then, he wakes up again. He’s reborn in a world of cultivation, where freedom was promised to those strong enough to claim it. Now, he could soar like a free bird and carve his own destiny... or so he thought. The harsh reality of this new world soon showed him how insignificant he still was. He realized he had only changed masters. The freedom he sought was an illusion. The heavenly laws treated everyone as servants, and their rules were unbreakable. Bruno learned this bitter truth after losing everything that made him happy due to an unjust rule. But who was he to question? Hopeless, Bruno died... and was reborn as Alm, an unstoppable villain. With a soul poisoned by pain and vengeance, he sowed chaos across the universe. Planets were destroyed, countless lives taken, and his name became synonymous with terror. A hero rose to oppose him, wielding a sacred sword of hope. People from all corners of the universe united against Alm, raising their voices and weapons to stop the villain who defied the heavens. But Alm was no longer just fighting for revenge. He was challenging the heavenly laws that sought to control him, fighting fate and all living beings. And against all odds... the sacred sword shattered. The alliance of the entire universe was defeated. The villain won! Now, Alm found himself alone in the empty void of a dead universe, facing his own inner demons. Who could be more ruthless to him than himself? “What have I done?” At that moment, the doors of truth opened to him. Everyone was a puppet of a supreme figure, an entity that manipulated minds and even the heavenly laws. “I will find you, no matter where you are!” Thus, the last emissary of the true Heaven’s Will awakened. Alm, who once only relied on his sheer will and rage, now had a system to guide him. But his opponent was an immortal existence, above even the heavens. The villain who destroyed an entire universe now faced a new beginning. He discovered that the universe he devastated was just a tiny grain of sand in an infinite cosmos, where countless other universes existed. And so begins the legendary tale of the villain’s rise... and the Sacred Round God? A strange Duality of Shadows existed within one person. But this time, he wouldn’t be alone. *** To clear up any potential confusion or frustration, here are some key points about the story. I’ll avoid major spoilers, but a few things will be revealed. You might find this concerning at first, but just check the book cover—it shows the main character and his only partner. She first appears at 10 years old, but rest assured, there’s no inappropriate content or early romance. At around 13, SHE starts developing feelings for the protagonist, but he doesn’t respond until she’s an adult. With her determined personality, she tries to seduce him at 17/18, but it doesn’t work. Their relationship only happens much later. The book has nods to other works, with my own spin on them, and focuses on avoiding elements I find problematic in other stories. Lastly, the beautiful book cover was commissioned and created by HDIArt.

When your main tormentor turns into your destined fate? Always the unseen one—the Beta's daughter who never lived up to her father's expectations and the pack's favourite outcast—Aria Sterling is But nobody makes her life more intolerable than Luca Blackwood, the haughty and merciless Alpha heir who apparently enjoys her suffering. Everything changes the night the Mate's Mark shows on Aria's wrist, shining with the unambiguous decision of the Moon Goddess: she and Luca are bound by fate. Luca responded? transparent rejection. Public shame. a promise to never take her. But the link is more with power than with love. The Mate's Mark is a portent of hardships that might either unify or destroy the pack entirely, not only a sign of romance. Aria and Luca discover they are at the centre of a storm building inside their ranks as murmurs of a prophesy surface. The pack is split, their link is weak, and the truths buried in their pasts might ruin them both. Aria has to choose whether to fight for a bond she never wanted—or risk losing the pack she calls home—while enemies are closing in and fate weighs on their shoulders. In this story of forced intimacy, swizzling tension, and high-stakes power moves, love and hate blur. Will Aria and Luca's relationship turn into their biggest weapon, or their ultimate undoing?

A beauty. A goddess. A charmer. If you ask anyone how they would describe Chen Lin, it would be those three words. She is an influential figure in the entertainment industry, known as the 'Film Goddess'. She had been an actress for about a decade and had won various awards in recent years. However, this highly sought-after actress abruptly took a year off, leaving everyone stunned. The masses then learned one day that Chen Lin is getting married! But then something unexpected happened. Someone crashed their wedding and announced that she is pregnant with the groom’s child, and it was Chen Lin’s close Friend, Liu Yanmei! She grew up with this girl all her life! Chen Lin enraged, hurried outside and bumped into the groom's half-brother, who he always hated before. She then decided to make an offer that would change the course of both of their lives. She said, “Wu Yuxuan, marry me and I’ll give you everything you want!” Wu Yuxuan then replied, “Does that include your heart?” She responded, "Not now, But in the future I will!" ——— [Cover image does not belong to me. It's for temporary use only and If you're the owner and you wish to take it down plesse tell me.]

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Initially, Bai Fu only intended to farm the players' favor to survive, planning to leverage their power to deal with the NPCs that opposed her. However, she accidentally overdid it. From being the 'Players' Sturdiest Support' to 'The Lonely Guardian of the Frontier', and then to 'The First Saint in the Empire's Corrupt World'. Players took the initiative and elevated her to a divine status. In the third millennium of the Empire, a former Emperor, who requested anonymity, loudly complained during a newspaper interview. 'Those immortals charged into the palace shouting about friendship and bonds, and forcibly placed the crown on the head of Bai Fu, this demon. Such a sin!' Bai Fu responded to the accusations with great indignation. 'How am I a demon? From the beginning, I have always advocated love and justice. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes wide open... It's also difficult for me. Sometimes, it's worth looking for the reason within oneself. Have you ever tried to be a good person over these years? Why do the immortals only attack you and not me?'

``` *Romance Histórico de Queima Lenta* Lady Elise estava prestes a trocar pelo vestido que estava jogado no canto da sua cama quando ouviu uma batida suave vindo de sua porta. Curiosa, ela girou a maçaneta e viu um homem alto se impondo à sua frente. “Mestre Ian!” Ela chamou. Ian sorriu com o sorriso maroto de sempre que ele sempre usava. Seus olhos carmesins percorreram o quarto dela e avistaram o vestido preto sobre a sua cama e direcionaram o olhar para a mulher à sua frente. Ele deu um passo à frente e falou. “Onde você conseguiu esse vestido?” “O Sr. Harland me deu.” Lady Elise respondeu e esticou o pescoço para ver as sobrancelhas de Ian se unindo em sua elegância. “Você sabe por que um homem adoraria dar um vestido a uma mulher?” Ele fez um enigma que ela sempre tinha que pensar duas vezes antes de responder. Mas dessa vez, ela não encontrou resposta e, em vez disso, balançou a cabeça. “Não sei.” Seu sorriso se tornou encantador como se algo tivesse despertado no profundo dos olhos escarlates que ele tinha. Ele lentamente deslizou sua mão pela gola do vestido dela, enviando um arrepio frio que a assustou por um momento devido a sua temperatura congelante. Depois de desabotoar os dois primeiros botões na gola, ele inclinou sua cabeça para baixo, sussurrando em seu ouvido. “Porque eles querem ser os primeiros a despir o tecido.” Ele pausou e beijou seu pescoço, tornando a pele pálida em vermelho antes de retrair seu movimento para arrumar o olhar sobre ela e respondeu de forma despreocupada. “Infelizmente, você não pode vestir o vestido ali com isso.” Ele riu e passou uma caixa para as mãos dela. “E a notícia boa é que preparei um vestido para você.” Lady Elise era uma garota amaldiçoada que podia ver fantasmas. Sua família a odiava e a jogava de uma família adotiva para outra. No entanto, a desgraça não agia sozinha. Quando ela foi criada por sua tia, foi vendida como escrava. Quando pensou que se tornaria nada mais do que um sacrifício ao feiticeiro, foi salva por um homem cuja identidade era muito diferente de um ser mitológico normal. *** Este livro é ORIGINAL e não é uma Tradução Junte-se ao discord do Autor(a): https://discord.gg/YPKueb4 ```

Lu Lingche, heir to a prestigious family, is known for his handsome, aloof, cold, and obstinate demeanor, showing disdain for all women. Qiao Yin silently loved him for five years, sacrificing everything with the belief that she could warm his icy heart. However, just three months into their marriage, he planned to abandon her for another woman. What did he mean by holding disdain for all women? It seemed that he was only holding disdain for her! Despite her broken heart, Qiao Yin embarked on a new life that led to a spectacular career, making her a top leader in her industry. When she encountered Lu Lingche again, his shock was palpable: "The competitor who cost me so much is you?" Responding with a gentle smile, Qiao Yin greeted him: "President Lu, nice to see you." While Lu Lingche remained well-dressed, cold, and rational during the day, in the quiet of the night, he lost control, embracing her tightly and pleading, "What do you want? I will give you anything. Don't leave me." "President Lu, I already have a fiancé." "He's now tied up on the rooftop. You have two choices. He dies and you marry me. Or he lives and I die?" Perplexed, Qiao Yin questioned, "Weren't you the one who wanted the divorce? Where is your so-called heart's desire?" "You have been my heart's desire all this time!"

Kendall, una asesina bien conocida que infundía terror en el corazón de sus enemigos. Kendall era conocida por ser la mejor entre los mejores, y su alias Phoenix se susurraba en todo el ambiente clandestino. Sin embargo, el reinado de Phoenix fue efímero y por sus propios maquinaciones, no obstante. Es algo horrible perder a la persona que más amas, especialmente de manera trágica. Parecía que estaba impulsada por la total depresión de no tener nada ni nadie por quien vivir. Por lo tanto, lo dio todo y destruyó por completo a quienes le arrebataron a su hermana menor. Sin embargo, después de sacrificarse para salvar a su hermana menor. Uno no esperaría que un asesino renaciera como una oruga o incluso un escarabajo pelotero, pero aquí tenemos a Kendall. Tal vez salvó a un país en una vida pasada. O fue el buen karma por destruir una organización de asesinos, se encuentra reencarnada como una tímida y obediente chica de secundaria rural. ¿Intimidada por compañeros de clase? ¿Doble estándar por parte de los profesores? ¿Menospreciada por su prometido? A medida que surgen desafíos y la presión aumenta por parte de poderosos conglomerados, ella conoce a Damien Knight, un hombre con una personalidad muy directa. Él conoce a alguien como Kendall y no puede controlar su intriga sobre ella. La joven era un completo misterio para él y todo lo que ella hacía siempre le sorprendía. Sus personalidades son bastante similares hasta cierto punto. Aunque su solicitud podría hacer que cualquiera luchara por mantener la cara seria. Ella se frota la muñeca con calma y lanza una advertencia —Espero que no te arrepientas de provocarme. Detrás de ella, aparece un hombre noble y guapo de la nada, dispuesto a hacer cualquier cosa para protegerla y apoyarla —¿Por qué? —ella pregunta. —Salvaste a mi abuelo, así que me ofrezco en retorno. ¿Algún problema? —él responde con una risa baja.

Yun Yuwan carelessly lost Wen Yangzhi's letter, but the foreign butler assured her with certainty, "That was a love letter." She had been secretly in love with Wen Yangzhi for many years, and upon learning it was a love letter, she returned home overnight. Clutching the hope that he also liked her, she began to respond. At the dinner table, he said, "Come sit here" She ended up sitting on his lap, dressed in suit pants. When he renovated his newly bought villa, she playfully said she didn't like the crystal chandeliers. Some time later, his assistant told her: The letter Wen Yangzhi had sent was not a love letter at all, but a nine-figure check, intended as a birthday gift. The assistant laughed distantly, "Director Wen can't even be bothered to buy gifts, how could you think he liked you, Miss Yun?" — Long afterward, when Yun Yuwan brought up the incident with shame, Wen Yangzhi didn't reply, he just sparked his lighter, a tiny flame dancing on his handsome face, appearing indifferent and aloof. He never said it wasn't a love letter, Not all love letters contain sweet nothings, At least Wen Yangzhi's didn't. He wouldn't do something so cheap and insincere. Knowing that the men who approached her were after her money. He simply wanted to tell her. Her bit of money, he didn't care for it. — A nine-figure check expires in ten days, I've waited for you for ten years, undying affection still clouds my senses. — Self-loving, beautiful heroine x man whose bark is harder than his bite Independent brand florist x pioneering banker Theme: Adults don't deal in pretense

After waking up from a car accident, Qin Xue realized that she had traveled back to the 1980s, and what's even more shocking is that there's a ball in her belly. What the hell is going on? Can someone please explain this situation to her? Wasn't that handsome brother not fond of the original host? How come he turns out to be the father of the child?! Chu Molin: After returning from a mission, how did the house go from being a trash heap to being clean? And how did my willful, arrogant, and unreasonable wife suddenly turn into a gentle and lovely sheep? Also, what's the deal with that belly? Baby 2: Big brother, Dad and Mom are so silly. It seems like we were sent by Dad to top up their phone credits, right? Baby 1 responds with a hopeless look in his eyes! Welcome to join "Reborn Space: The Little Eighties Wife" group chat, group chat number: 947814976

Qiao Nian lived in the Qiao family’s house for 18 years before her biological parents found her. Suddenly, all the wealthy families in the city knew that the Qiao family had a fake daughter! A true daughter of an affluent family would be talented, gentle, and kind. A fake daughter would not be able to pick up any skills and accomplish nothing. Everyone wanted to see how miserable she would become when she went back to her ravine after being kicked out of a rich family! Qiao Nian also thought that her biological parents were poor teachers from Luohe County. Who knew that her brother drove a Phaeton that was worth three hundred thousand yuan! Her biological father was also a professor who taught at Tsinghua University! The big boss of the family of scums became a bootlicker and bowed in front of her grandpa… Qiao Nian was dumbfounded. Erm… this wasn’t the same as saying yes! After being freed from the family of scums, Qiao Nian was able to be herself. She was the top student in the college entrance examination, a live broadcast star and the heir of an invaluable cultural heritage… Her identities were revealed and when she started to appear on the hot searches in the city, the family of scums turned green. The anti-fans mocked: What’s the point of trying to fake an image? Aren’t you just sticking to my brother everyday? Qiao Nian responded: I’m sorry but I already have a match. Top Brother: @Qiao Nian. Let me introduce her to everyone. This is my sister. Wealthy Grandpa: My dear granddaughter, why are you working so hard? If you want a bicycle, grandpa will buy it for you! The rich and powerful in Beijing spread a rumor that Master Wang was hiding a wife in his luxurious house. No matter how much people tried to persuade him, he never took her out to meet anyone. If he were asked, he would say the same sentence. “My wife is from the countryside and she is shy.” That was until one day when someone saw the noble and cold Master Wang holding a girl’s slender waist while hiding in a corner of a wall and muttering with red eyes. “Baby, when will you give me a title?” [Fake daughter who is from a truly wealthy family] + [Two big bosses]

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.

Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 18+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. I was pretty inspired by ORV to begin with, so if that bothers you you can leave. Because I've been annoyed by people who've read 5 chapters and say it's a copy. The first 7 chapters it's going to be very similar to 40 chapters it's going to be a little bit similar and then not at all. Bob Reloud was a strange kid—psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist who reviewed footage of the incident. But when the psychiatrist met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults at Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterward, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with a stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Bob’s dad started beating him, and his mom tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Bob became extremely angry, went into his psycho mode, and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin—a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train, Bob heard the powerful voice of the demon. The apocalypse was about to begin, and his story could finally unfold.

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

~Excerpt~ "Who is she? She is not the one I was supposed to marry." "Master, She is the other woman's sister. She came here to represent her." His butler responds. Eric smirks. "That cheeky woman thinks she can get a taste of me and run. Find her, and bring her here." "Yes, Master Eric." * When Mina Campbell is cast out of her adoptive parent's home to represent her step sister at a 'checking' ritual, everything becomes blurry and faded, even worse when they turn their backs on her, calling her a whore who's out to ruin their lives. She's sad, angry and despaired. Until Eric Walters decides to claim the young, cute and petite woman for himself, and slowly, she ends up being the Wealthy Man's weakness, oh, and his strength.

Víctor era un hombre normal de 21 años, creció en una familia cariñosa que lo ayudaba a cuidarse sabiendo que tenía una enfermedad prácticamente incurable, la sangre RH nula, era poseedor de un tipo de sangre raro... Pero lo que Víctor no sabía, es que este tipo de sangre era un manjar en el mundo sobrenatural, criaturas que se alimentaban de sangre adoraban su tipo de sangre... Y esa sangre que él odiaba sería el factor que convertiría a Víctor en el vampiro más grande de todos los tiempos. —¿En serio? —dijo Víctor—. No puedo creerlo. —Te lo digo en serio —responde su amigo Felipe—, eres una especie de leyenda viviente. —Bueno, eso no me hace sentir mejor en absoluto —murmuró Víctor entre dientes. —Quizás no, pero —Felipe pone su mano en el hombro de Víctor— al menos ahora tienes un propósito en la vida.

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

The world is inhabited by two types of people: Humans and Irregulars. While Humans, who make up the majority, enjoy equality across different classes and cultures, Irregulars are a marginalized minority often kept separate from society. Their supernatural abilities, either inherited or awakened during adolescence, mark them as different, and often, dangerous. Three unique perspectives are about to collide: Elliot: A foster kid who stumbles into the wrong place at the wrong time, only to discover that he is an Irregular. Up until now, he's lived as a human, but his world is about to change in ways he never expected. Wendy: A determined young cop searching for her missing partner. While investigating a restricted area, she encounters Elliot and takes him in for questioning, unaware that this meeting will change the course of her mission. Devlon: A boy classified as an Irregular for as long as he can remember, kept hidden from the public eye. His life has been one of isolation-until now. With society pushing for Irregulars and Humans to integrate, tensions are rising. Each of these three faces a world that demands change, but how they respond could alter the future for both groups. When their small worlds collide, will events finally lead to peace between humans and irregulars? Or will this spark a new conflict altogether?

I closed my eyes, shutting out his face, trying to steady myself. But I could feel it—his surprise. The way his lips stilled for a fleeting moment before moving with mine told me he didn't expect this. Not from me. "Well done Tessa. You've outdone yourself" I thought, a quiet victory blooming inside me. And then, as if understanding my message he responded. His lips softened, calling to mine, pulling me in closer. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate, more consuming, as though he'd decided to match the boldness I'd thrown his way. This was real. Too real. I gave myself a warning, a fleeting whisper in the chaos of my mind: this shit is about to get real, girl. But it was too late. The ferocious rush of adrenaline coursing through me had already taken over. Butterflies danced in my stomach, fluttering wildly like they'd been let loose from a cage. I thought butterflies only happened when too people were inlove. So why—why is my body dancing to his tune ? His touch was quick, smooth and practiced. He knew exactly how to hold me, how to make my body respond. I was caught between surprise and satisfaction, entirely swept away. Of course, he knew what he was doing. I didn't expect someone like him to be inexperienced. He carried himself like a man who'd walk this path before. If he wanted to, I had no doubt he could have taken me here and now. The thought sent thrill down my spine,but also a jolt of clarity. I wasn't ready. I couldn't loose my virginity to someone I barely knew —whose name I didn't even know. Still he made me feel so much at once. Too much. I was floating, soaring high above the world while somehow still feeling grounded. I was up in the clouds—cloud six at most, but my body wasn't my own anymore. I couldn't feel it. Couldn't control it. It was as though I traded my sanity for this fleeting, intoxicating moment. I could no longer breathe. Every time I tried to take a breathe, he'd pull me right back into the moment and I'd loose myself all over again. It was overwhelming, intoxicating. What was wrong with him? Why wasn't he stopping? It was as if he wanted more—needed more. Like he was determined to dive deeper into the kiss. To explore every uncharted corner of it. Deeper? " Is there even a way to go deeper than this ? I thought to myself, my mind spinning. He'd gone through every kind of kiss I could imagine —soft, fiery, teasing, demanding. I didn't think there was anything left for him to try. But he didn't stop. I tried to push him away, my hands trembling against his chest. But before I could, he caught my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling me back into his hold. I couldn't escape. And truthfully? I didn't want to. I liked what I was feeling. No—i loved it. It was raw, Electric, addictive. My body craved it, craved him and I didn't want it to end. I wanted more. More until I couldn't feel anything else. Untill my body didn't know where it began and where it ended. Then like a splash of cold water, the sound of voices broke through my haze. " Hey, don't you think it's enough" I froze, reality crashing in. I had completely forgotten about them —our friends. I'd forgotten about everything: where I was, what I was doing, the fact that we were standing out here in broad daylight. The world around me felt like nothing more than a tool for this moment, as if the sunlight itself was feeding into the darkness we'd created together. It had been just us—only us. And now it was over.

In the distant future where people have themselves replace body parts with cybernetics. These cybernetics can reduce their humanity which can plunge them into what's known as psychosis. These people are known as psychos due to them discriminately killing others for enjoyment. Strat is a mix between a psycho and a normal person because he can do normal things but in some moments he can turn into a psycho. And due to this, this is what caused his death. But he was regressed back into the past due to a god that granted him a system. Follow Strat as he traverse the past he regressed to with his system with the mission that the God left him with. { Word count per chapter: 800-1500 words } (any concerns or questions towards this novel please inform me about it and I'll respond accordingly to it) (I will be also posting this novel on Royal road)

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

Mae Wilson, only daughter of the Wilson family. She is a genius when it comes to business. In fact her name in the business world is something that makes people tremble upon hearing it. But the same can't be said for her love life. Her love life and career are the complete opposite. For someone of her standing and class, one would have expected her to be hovered around by a lot of guys but to men she is totally unattractive. Why? Well because of the person who escorts her to every date- Bella Davies. She has been her childhood friend since little and after they grew up people were more attracted to Bella than Mae. One fateful night determined to change her love life, she went on a double date with Bella which turned out to be a failure but at the same time a blessing and a curse. A curse being that her long time crush, Shaun Grayson, the only son of the Grayson family who had just come back to town, who she was very much in love with despised her and was attracted to Bella. And a blessing meeting Ethan- Shaun's secretary. Ethan is a gentle, kind hearted and loving human. The kind of guy that every girl would dream to have by her side. When she had given up on all hope on love, Ethan turns out to be her savior but when both get into a contractual marriage and are forced to fake being in love just three weeks after they met, he turned out to be her worst nightmare. "................ To our families and friends, we may appear happily married, but we both understand that our relationship is merely contractual and can be terminated at any time. In order to sustain it, we must both strive to please one another," he declared. "I fail to comprehend," she admitted. "I desire Bella to be removed from your life, and I request that you tender your resignation from your position at RX hotels..." "Ethan, Bella and I have been inseparable since childhood. I cannot sever ties with her just because you believe it is in the best interest of the child," she asserted. "I believe we have an appointment scheduled at the courthouse tomorrow," he stated. "For what purpose?" she inquired. "To sign our divorce papers," he responded. "You must be joking," she questioned. "If you cannot adhere to my conditions, then our marriage is not sustainable," he replied. "Ethan, please reconsider," she implored. "I have nothing left to consider. All I want to know is if you're in or out", he inquired with a cold look "I'm in.........." What will she do when she finds out that she had just become a tool in a game of revenge and struggle for power. In all these she still can't help but fall for him. Will her love be able to change him when she finds out his sole aim for marrying her ?

Após falhar em um encontro às cegas, o introvertido e socialmente ansioso Li Wei vinculou-se a um Sistema de Assistência Amorosa! Para cada aumento no nível de afeição de uma garota por ele, Li Wei pode receber recompensas generosas! Na tarde seguinte, ele se encontra com a proprietária do apartamento para assinar o contrato de aluguel. Ao olhar para a senhora madura de corpo voluptuoso e ainda cheia de charme, Li Wei elogia casualmente: "Você é tão jovem, irmã!" A proprietária sorri, o rosto corando levemente de vergonha e alegria, e responde: "Rapaz, você é mesmo atrevido! Já estou quase nos 40, já estou velha!" Neste momento, o sistema apresenta três opções de resposta. Qual você escolheria? 1. "Você já tem 40 anos? Nossa, incrível! Com essa idade, eu já teria morrido!" 2. "Você não está nada velha! Ainda vai demorar muito para conseguir me vencer!" 3. "Sério, irmã? O tempo pode passar, mas não vence uma beleza como a sua! O que envelhece é a idade, mas o que brilha é a pessoa!" [Harem: Mulheres Maduras, Beldades da Faculdade, Policiais Femininas, CEOs Femininas, Repórteres Femininas, Cantoras Femininas, Streamers Femininas, Professoras Femininas, Mulheres Atléticas e mais+]

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe