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Kang Rei Sung met an unfortunate end at just 20 years old. But fate wasn’t entirely cruel—he’s been reincarnated into a parallel omegaverse universe. Having read countless yaoi novels, Rei thought he knew what to expect. But reality is nothing like the stories—especially for an omega. Born into poverty, he’s forced to take inhibitors to suppress his scent, hiding from SSS-class dominant alphas and other omegas alike. Everything was fine—until he witnessed something he wasn’t supposed to see. And now, he has caught the attention of the most powerful SSS-class dominant alpha, Jung Jae-min. Known as Kai, he is feared across the lands—a ruthless alpha no one dares to defy. And now, Rei finds himself trapped in Kai’s grasp, with no way out. Can Rei survive in a world where fate has already decided his place? Or will he carve out his own destiny—no matter the cost? Current Status: Paused: Due to exams [Will resume on 18/03/2025]

"Strip." The command was sharp, laced with authority, cutting through the silence like the crack of a whip. The deep timbre of Dimitri's voice sent a shiver down the spines of the gathered women. They had learned quickly in the past two days, obedience meant survival. At his order, they bowed their heads, hands trembling as they peeled away the thin, tattered fabric that barely shielded them from humiliation. But one of them did not move. She stood frozen in place promting Dimitri's eyes narrow. _________ Born in a world of deception, Princess Sorayah Drakon was forced to live as a prince, hiding her gender and her unique gifts. She can heal wounds, command the elements, disguise as someone else or animals, manipulate dreams, creates powerful illusions, and ability to wield strength no other human possesses. Feeling trapped, she sheds her false identity under the cover of night to dress as a woman. One fateful night, during one of these secret escapades, she met Lupien Nightshade, the crown prince of the werewolves! It was love at first sight. But love soon turns into tragedy when Lupien kills her father, throwing the human kingdom into chaos. Humans were captured as slaves and Sorayah became one of them. She swore revenge, wanting to get close to Lupien to kill him but before she could, she was claimed by Dimitri Nightshade, Lupien's uncle! When she realized their interests aligned, Sorayah sought to gain his trust and use him as a weapon. Two enemies. One kingdom. A shared thirst for destruction. But there was something else. Something Sorayah hadn't planned for. Dimitri Nightshade was irresistible. She hated him so much she wanted to carve his heart out with her bare hands but she couldn't deny the way he made her burn with passion. Will Soraya be able to bend him to her will? Or will she be trapped in his claws forever?

He is the most prestigious and mysterious man, the head of ZMI Agency's special agents. A person of immense influence. Just how influential? He says, find out for yourself! * She is a foreign-born master of criminal psychology, a psychological counselor at a correctional facility. A small fry who is always hungry for more. How small? She says, none of your business! * Zhan Se can't understand why, in just a short bathroom break, she was ensnared by such a cold, dignified, evil, domineering, awesome... a benefactor who is described with all the positive adjectives usually associated with the male protagonists in novels... What?!! She owed him six years ago? Not only did she owe him, but she also has a 6-year-old bun calling her mom? Holy moly! Since they both have a child together, who actually owes whom? ————————●Alternative Edition Introduction●———————— This is a guidebook for a nerdy girl's road to success. This is a must-have secret manual for marital roads. This is an encyclopedia on criminal psychology. This is the life journey of a woman who every man dreams of, working her way up. Urban marriage, rich family scandal, case tracking. All is revealed in "The Surprising Marriage Journey"… Indulgence is boundless, love and affection are reinterpreted! Nothing is the best, there is only better! Reading online novels, for the sense of satisfaction! Cracking melon seeds and peeling peanuts, sit in a row and taste together. Taste the power, color, fame, and wealth, and watch the various states of sentient beings with a smile. (Note: ① This book is one-on-one, absolutely clean, those who dislike the author and the author's writing style should avoid this pit) (Note: ② This book is purely fictitious, and there is no need to verify its authenticity. Reading the text comes with a lightning rod, no compensation for discomfort)

Jaxon sees the world differently—not just in how he thinks, but in what he knows. Reality isn’t a given; it’s a puzzle, a carefully constructed illusion. He’s spent his life peeling back its layers, but when his visions start feeling too real—when dreams bleed into memory—he begins to question: Is his mind still his own? Or has something rewritten the script? Selene never doubted the world. Logic kept her sane. Skepticism kept her grounded. But then she met Jaxon. And now? Now she’s standing on the edge of something vast, something impossible to ignore. When she follows him into the unknown, she realizes reality isn’t what it seems—it’s what they make it. But some doors, once opened, can never be closed. And some truths are better left undiscovered.

In a world where some people seem to have it all—success, love, and happiness—there are others who struggle endlessly, trapped in cycles of failure, pain, and disappointment. This is the story of Naomi, a woman in her 30s, a single mother of two, who believed that the darkness in her past had cursed her future. Despite all her efforts, life seemed to work against her. Failed businesses, heartbreaks, betrayals, and endless struggles haunted her, while her peers moved forward in life. But when she turned to God and Jesus Christ, she discovered a truth more powerful than any generational curse: faith, redemption, and divine breakthrough. Her rise was so dramatic that people around her couldn’t believe it. Whispers spread—Had she joined a secret cult? Had she sold her soul for success? Naomi’s battle was far from over, but this time, she had God on her side. Naomi had always felt like she was running a race she was never meant to win. It didn’t matter how hard she tried, how many prayers she whispered at night, or how many times she picked herself up after failure—life seemed determined to hold her back. It wasn’t just bad luck. It felt like a force beyond her control, an unseen hand that slammed every door in her face. Growing up, Naomi had witnessed the strange rituals of her parents—chants whispered at midnight, strange objects buried in their backyard, warnings about spirits and unseen forces that required sacrifice. Her mother had called it "ancestral protection," but Naomi had always felt uneasy. As she grew older, she distanced herself from their practices, but the weight of their legacy followed her. No matter how much she prayed, no matter how hard she worked, nothing ever seemed to go right. At 34, she found herself staring at the peeling walls of her tiny apartment, eviction notices piling up on the counter. Her two children, blissfully unaware, slept in the next room. She had tried everything—jobs, businesses, relationships—yet every effort crumbled before her eyes. Meanwhile, her friends and former colleagues thrived. They bought houses, traveled the world, and celebrated promotions while she struggled just to survive. She had begun to believe what she feared most: She was cursed. The thought haunted her, pressing on her chest like a weight she couldn’t lift. If her parents had invited something dark into their lives, had it attached itself to her? Had she inherited a battle she never chose? Desperate, Naomi dropped to her knees on the cold floor. Tears blurred her vision as she whispered a prayer she had never spoken so earnestly before. "God, if You’re real… if You’re listening… help me. Break this curse. I can’t do this anymore." For the first time, the silence didn’t feel empty. It felt like something—or Someone—was listening. And that was the moment everything changed.

Yu Linlang, whose soul had traveled from another world, was finally brought home. At first, everyone assumed that the long-lost legitimate daughter—who had lived away from home for twelve years—would be a timid and helpless girl, easily bullied. However, to their surprise, no one in the mansion could match her sharp wit or martial prowess. The fake daughter, once confident in her place, soon found her status threatened. Yet, things took a turn for the worse when Yu Linlang displayed an extraordinary talent—solving cases by examining bones. With her skills, she cracked several bizarre mysteries, including the Demon Murder Case and the Netherworld Carriage Case, earning widespread fame. The fake daughter gritted her teeth. So what if she can read bones and solve cases? She’s still just a lowly coroner—unloved and unwanted! Hmph! But on Yu Linlang’s birthday, gifts flooded in like water, leaving everyone stunned. It turned out that she was the cherished treasure of powerful families—the Huo family of Shangjing and the Su family of Jinling. The fake daughter nearly collapsed. So what? I am the most extraordinary woman in Shuyun Women’s Academy! Among all the arts, my piano skills are unmatched! Everyone scoffed. Is she seriously challenging our Junior Master in music? Has she even heard of the Tianyin Master? Junior Master is the strongest Tianyin Master of our generation—able to heal wounds and kill enemies with music alone. With her bare hands on the piano, Yu Linlang makes flowers and leaves dance in the air, weaving stories of love and mystery. As she peels away layers of secrets, she composes a legend of her own.

[Caution:The Title alone explains how matured the content is gonna be!] Alex, a socially awkward guy with a mundane life, dies in the most ridiculous way imaginable — slipping on a banana peel while whacking off to an adult film. His embarrassing demise leads to an even stranger fate: he wakes up reincarnated as Jonny Sins, a rising star in a parallel universe where adult film actors are legendary heroes wielding unique powers of charm, seduction, and stamina. But life as a hero-pornstar is more complicated than it looks. Jonny is guided by Lustina, a seductive, snarky AI system offering him power-ups and quests — all with a price. As he navigates the absurdity of this erotic world, Alex discovers deeper mysteries about the System bound to him. Why was he chosen? What is Lustina’s true purpose? And why does the fate of the erotic multiverse seem to rest on his… performance? Armed with special techniques, limitless stamina, and newfound confidence, Alex must embrace his new identity as the Legendary Hero of Many Professions — doctor, soldier, astronaut, teacher… and aggressive step-daddy — to rise through the ranks and confront the ultimate threat to pleasure and freedom. It’s going to be a wild ride. ––– [Jonny I've got an audition for you, are you interested?] Jonny: what's that? [Do you wanna act in a porn fraction? The role is an amateur twick is available for now] Jonny: Do you really want me to act as an amateur twick?. [If you aren't ok playing the role of an amateur twick, there is another role available. The role of an aggressive step daddy] Jonny: I choose the step daddy! I always loved to be a stepdad. I was born to play this role. _____ 100 Power stones 2 bonus Chapters 200 Golden Tickets 5 bonus Chapters 1 Magic Castle 10 bonus Chapters with any scene of your choice.... link to discord group https://discord.gg/rRdzxAV3

Rose stood defiantly, eyes locked onto his golden ones as she lifted the hem of her small top, exposing the smooth expanse of her stomach before peeling the fabric over her head. The red glittering bra shimmering under moonlight as if made for this very moment. She ignored the tremor of anticipation curling in her gut. None of that mattered. Not even the reckless haze of drugs clouding her thoughts. Tonight, she was in control. This was a mission. A mission to keep his attention solely on her so could save her friend from his curse. Her fingers hooked into the waistband of her shorts, her breath steadying when she saw him go rigid. Shoulders squared. Posture tensed. Not in fear. Not in disgust. But in something far sinister. His Interest. “Yes… feast your depraved little eyes and filthy mind on this,” she whispered, smirking as the shorts fell away, pooling at her ankles. The silky red thong clung to her hips, the moonlight accentuating every curve of her body. She flicked the discarded clothing aside, shifting her weight slightly as she let her nightly visitor drink in the sight of her naked glory. His posture no longer that of boredom. Good. That was exactly what she wanted. More like, what intoxicated, irrational Rose wanted. She twirled, giving him a deliberate view, rolling her hips just enough to torment. “Since you’ve made my life a living hell, I might as well return the favor.” She cast a wicked smile over her shoulder. “Consider this my gift to you—one you’ll never get to touch.” By the time she turned back, her stomach plummeted. He had moved. No longer a distant silhouette in the meadow—he now stood at the edge of her patio. Much closer and so much real. The thrill that had fueled her was fading slowly. Had she just made a mistake playing this game with her stalker? Swallowing hard, she lowered herself onto the chair, parting her bare legs wide and letting the wooden cross dangle before her barely covered cherry, in a taunt. A silent challenge. His fingers curled around the wooden rail, veins standing taut against the black ink of his tattoos. His chest rose and fell, controlled but heavier, as though restraining something barely contained beneath his skin. "Want a taste, my dear stalker?" Rose whispers She had him pinned. Or so she thought. Her shadowy visitor moves. Slow, deliberate steps leading closer. Panic slammed into her. No. Rose bolted upright, pressing the cross against the glass door separating them. “Stay back!” Her voice wavered a bit. “I swear, I’ll burn your stalking ass right where you stand!” He stilled. A beat of silence. Then— A low, quiet chuckle rumbled through the night air, reaching her ears like smoke. Deep and Dark. Her stomach twisted. The sound was foreign, yet eerily familiar. As if she had always known this was how he would sound. His hands rose in mock surrender, his hooded head tilting slightly, as if entertained by her little performance. Then, as effortlessly as he had closed the distance, he stepped back. Rose’s breath fastened. She was playing with fire, willingly, by provoking the one who comes out at night and remain in shadows. And he was enjoying it.   == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

Synopsis: In my first life, I was a broke background character who died after slipping on a banana peel (tragic). In my second life, I reincarnated into a fantasy novel… as the villain’s wife?! The cold, cruel villain everyone fears — Theodore Hellgrave aka “The Blood Tyrant.” But plot twist: the villain isn’t just obsessed with world domination. He’s obsessed with me. All I want is a peaceful life, maybe open a bakery or something, but this psycho villain keeps spoiling me to death — buying me castles, putting flowers in my hair, threatening anyone who looks at me (even the dog). Every time I try to divorce him, the entire empire trembles. And the worst part? … I think I’m falling for him...

The two men couldn't have looked more out of place on the cold afternoon streets of New Hadepee. The first was a scrawny fellow, no taller than five foot eight, wearing a white shirt marred with ugly reddish-brown stains and a pair of plain tan pants. His companion, by contrast, carried himself with an air of quiet authority—a regal-looking man with a neatly trimmed black beard, wrapped in a great black coat with a red scarf pulled snug around his neck. "I heard the man himself has come back," the one in the stained shirt said, carefully balancing on the curb with his arms outstretched. "Oh? And where did you hear that?" his companion asked, turning his head with amusement to watch the precarious balancing act. "Welp, the sergeant major told me to go down to Olker, so I figured that could only mean he's back," the man in the white shirt replied. "Vistor has close cultural and political ties with the kingdom of Olker. Don't you think it's just a protection job?" the older man in black inquired, a hint of humor in his voice. "Oh, come on, Mang, you know they'd never give someone like me a protection job," the man in the white shirt scoffed, jumping off the curb and spinning around a lamppost. The older man—now known as Mang—came to a halt, reaching into his coat and pulling out an envelope. "Well, Tai, I suppose you're wrong." Mang handed the envelope to him. Tai peeled open the envelope, sliding out the letter and studying it carefully. "Oh wow, so Marlin is marrying the queen of those people?" he asked with a shrug. "She is not a queen. Don't let anyone call her that," Mang snapped. "And if her people weren't so damn difficult, we would have annexed them already." "So we let them succeed but not Gascon? Whose idea was that? They're more like us than those humans are," Tai said, frowning. "Gascon was willing to sell to the Emperor for a small chunk of change," Mang quipped. "The Noctrous family was not." "Ok so what's that matter, all we need is a little persuasion to change their minds? We killed the chief of Gnomandale and sent his stuffed head back to them, then they sold Gnomendale to us. All we need to do to get Olker is beat the hell out of Sylvie and she will sell." Tai folds the letter and places it back into the envelope. "Tai, the people of Vistor don't have the heart to see us beat up the Eladrin people like we did the Gnomes, and plus their Chief tramp Silvye is much too pretty for us to put her head on a stick."  "Welp, it's our loss," Tai muttered, spitting onto the sidewalk. "No, it's not. Not if Chester is back…" Tai frowned. "What's Chester gonna do?" "Last I recall, his fallout with Sylvie wasn't just a petty disagreement. Before he died, he built a fleet of ships and hid them in a cove somewhere. If he wanted revenge, all he'd need is an army." "And who the hell would fight for him?" "The same people who fight for us—the poor." This is a prequel to Then Maker, another story of mine. The writing may feel somewhat outdated compared to my more recent work, but it consists of a series of scenes that occur before the main events of the novel. The description is one of my most recent pieces, which is why it differs in style from the rest of the book.

Kaira thought she had left her past behind—until a rainy morning on Ember Street brought her face-to-face with a man who seemed to know more about her than he should. A stolen glance, a cryptic note, and a coat that smells like storms are all it takes to pull her into a game she didn’t sign up for. As the layers of his identity begin to peel away, Kaira discovers that this stranger isn’t the only one chasing her secrets. Each encounter brings her closer to the truth she’s been running from—and a decision that could shatter her fragile world. With danger lurking in every shadow and an undeniable connection between them, Kaira must confront the question: Is this man her savior, her destroyer, or something in between? Rainfall of Secrets is a gripping tale of romance and intrigue, where trust is fragile, the past is never far behind, and every storm leaves a trail.

Betrayed,plotted against,and killed. Elodie Adedora’s corpse was left to glaciate in a cold abyss… but why does this protagonist wake up seven years later? … Far away, off the outskirts of the Solaria kingdom, where the sun and warmth were scarce. A dark cave, lit only by the dim reflection of silver chains, suspending a single person to an icy wall. The person's skin, dark and covered in winters frost. The hairs on her head and eyelashes were grey, covered by tiny icicles. Her lips, pale of all color, cracked, and like the rest of her, cold. But, slowly, her lips were the first to melt. Her eyes started to flutter open, revealing brown eyes flickering with white. A bright, illuminating, magical white. "Kill the queen. You must kill the queen. That is why you are alive." The iridescent shimmer of white began to spread across her body, intertwining itself with the natural ebony color of her skin that was stuck to her bones. The intense frail appearance of the girl filled out into a healthy complexion. The melting ice dripped like water down her skin, and the more that dripped, the more alive the unconscious body seemed to become.  Just as a first warm breath escaped the girl's mouth, a spiteful emotion bubbled up to the surface, flashing across the girl's eyes. Pain, suffering, and betrayal. Those were the three most prevalent in her expression. One of the three must've been a feeling strong enough to revive the dead. The chains on her arms were thick and bulky, frosted over with a glaze of ice and frost. In a second however, she ripped her arms away from the stone that in prisoned her, falling weakly to other side, where her other arm remained suspended to the ice wall. A screamed ripped out of the girl who had just awoken, the voice of regret. It echoed against the walls of the cave. Her restraints shattered in a horrifying unison, metal bits flying in different directions in the room. Falling to the ground, her shivering body hit the ice floor below her. The ice ground made direct contact with her knees and forearms. Under the intense contact, they scraped and peeled. Yet, the girl's hands and knees held strong as she stood up. Her dark, raven black hair fell in front of her face, a protruding but delicate nose bridge interrupted its flow.  "You will never be forgiven..." Were the first words to leave the girl's lips. The white flickers and crackles in her eyes and across her skin had calmed. The iridescent shimmer had also vanished, and yet,  Now was the moment the girl appeared the most intimidating, warm tears of anger had overtaken the melted ice on her skin, obstructing parts of her vision. She raised her head, and with it, a stem of green glow manifested from no where. In her palms, the white shimmer of light had now turned a threatening forest green. In this icy prison was where the infamous evil witch was held captive. It would also be the same place which this story begins.

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

Overpowered Protagonist: Yes，Strength of the Protagonist's Superpowers: ∞，Protagonist's Age: ???，Characters with Diverse Personalities: Yes，Interesting Antagonist: Yes Five of the world's wealthiest tycoons descended upon a poverty-stricken district simultaneously, astonishingly just to visit a 20-year-old young man. This young man was their master fifty years ago. Initially, these magnates only acquired some rudimentary knowledge from William Johnson, but that was enough to make them leaders in their respective fields. However, they were stunned by William's ageless visage when they saw him again, as they were unaware that William Johnson had lived for a billion years. He not only established different religions all over the world, but even Alexander the Great was once his student. Yet, after dispersing the tycoons fifty years ago, he chose a long slumber. But now, William Johnson has awakened... --------------------------- Update Schedule: Update daily. Minimum of two chapters per day. If I get drunk, I might update four chapters, haha. Please show your support if you enjoy the story! [50 power stones = 1 bonus chapter] [200 Power stones = 2 bonus chapters] [400 power stones = 3 bonus chapters] ... [300 golden tickets =??? ] Bonus release will drop the following week! Psst, a little secret for the eagle-eyed readers – there are hidden treasures sprinkled throughout the chapters! Keep your eyes peeled for these sneaky surprises and enjoy the bonus rewards they bring!

"Have you ever wondered why Syndromes exist?" The voice was calm, almost conversational, but the weight behind it was crushing. "They say the universe is alive, that stars are cells and galaxies are tissues. And like any living thing... it can get sick." He exhaled sharply, gripping his chest as if that would steady his spiraling thoughts. "Syndromic Nemesis… You’re telling me the universe has cancer?" The figure before him chuckled. "A fitting word, isn’t it? When Syndromic Energy festers, it turns monstrous. The balance must be maintained, or the infection spreads." He gritted his teeth. "And the monsters we kill—?" "Symptoms. Existence correcting itself. But tell me… what happens when a disease fights back?" A long silence. "You’re talking about Euoniams." The air felt heavier, reality bending as something unseen stirred. "They were never just mistakes. They were inevitable. Born when Syndromic Energy collapses in on itself, feeding in an infinite loop. They have one desire—return to their pure state." "And if they succeed?" The figure’s expression darkened. "Then we see what happens when the syndromic energy rewrites the body." He inhaled sharply. "You mean no one knows?" "No one can know. Even the Syndromes—the first, the omnipotent—are incapable of thinking about it." The sky above fractured, spiraling apart like peeling flesh. Something writhed within the cracks—something wrong. "Didn’t I tell you?" The voice was quiet now. "You never should have come here." ----- (Author's note) this book can't even be compared to a stone but you must have in your life pick up a stone in your way to throw it. Just do the same for this. This could be a total waste of time for you... And there are gonna be references about some 'Auhors' and their 'Novels' Aria is the queen

“Okay, so picture this: Your buddy Kaito dies slipping on a banana peel that’s basically the universe’s middle finger. Instead of heaven, he gets a job offer from a pan-dimensional duck in a suit who’s like, ‘Congrats! You’re now the multiverse’s handyman, but instead of fixing leaks, you fight gods who cry when you roast their PowerPoints.’ Kaito’s whole vibe? ‘I didn’t ask for this, but I’ll do it while sarcastically sipping cosmic boba.’ He glitches through worlds where gravity takes weekends off and wars are fought with karaoke. The catch? He doesn’t exist in any universe’s database, and now every god, demon, and sentient spreadsheet is like, ‘DELETE HIM.’ "It’s like Rick Sanchez and Deadpool had a baby, raised it on anime and dad jokes, and then threw it into a black hole made of HR paperwork. 10/10 would binge-read while eating questionable gas station sushi.”

Our MC dies most ridiculously by stepping on a banana peel and finds himself floating around in a forest With no physical body. He tries to control his new body which is very hard for our ex-human mc until he meets Lira, a naughty forest spirit who becomes his unwilling magic teacher. Together they embark on a wondrous journey of chaos magic, unintended explosions and chaotic fun.

Qui Lect is thrust into a cultivation world, he determined to rise to the top. "Ghost Bride, how can you be so lazy today?" "Did you mine the spirit stones? " "Did you gather the nourishing herbs?" "Look at the Skin-Peeling Maiden, she’s already mined three veins of spirit stones today!" "If you keep slacking off, how am I supposed to afford a high-end customized Dao Energy SkySoarer manufactured by the Artifact Tesla Sect? " "How am I supposed to afford the finest immortal abode president suite in Xuanyuan Marriott Pavilion?" "If you won’t do your job, there are plenty of other ghosts who will!" With a sly grin, Qui Lect adds, "Tonight, come to my room. I’ll give you some... personal guidance."

In a land brimming with mystical marvels and cloaked mysteries, Aiden Blackwood—a powerful werewolf—is drawn into a tangled web of mysterious murders. With darkness encroaching, Aiden must peel back layers of deceit, battle ancient malevolence, and stop the world from falling into catastrophic despair. Can his raw, primal might and steadfast determination unveil the architect of chaos and preserve the fragile equilibrium of this enchanted realm?

The Echoes of Rain is a poignant tale that explores the depths of human connection and the power of healing in unexpected places. Amara, a woman haunted by the ghosts of her past, finds solace in the familiar rhythm of the city and the comforting patter of raindrops. For her, the rain is a melancholy companion, a reminder of loves lost and dreams that have withered away like flowers deprived of sunlight. On a dreary evening, as she navigates the bustling train station, her umbrella slips from her grasp, rolling down the aisle as if fate itself has intervened. It is then that she encounters Noah, a stranger whose warm presence and effortless charm immediately disarm her. With a gentle smirk and a twinkle in his deep brown eyes, he retrieves her fallen umbrella, extending it to her with a casual heroism that catches her off guard. Despite her initial hesitation, Amara finds herself drawn to Noah's quiet confidence and genuine interest in her life. As the train carries them through the city, their conversation flows like a gentle stream, touching on shared passions for literature, music, and the beauty found in life's unplanned moments. When Amara confesses her complicated relationship with the rain, Noah listens without judgment, offering a simple reassurance that perhaps the right kind of rain could change her perspective. Their paths separate as abruptly as they converged, but the encounter leaves an indelible mark on Amara's soul. As she walks home, the rain no longer feels like a burden but a cleansing force, washing away the layers of grief and regret that have weighed her down for far too long. Fate intervenes once more when Amara unexpectedly encounters Noah at a cozy coffee shop, his presence as warm and inviting as the aroma of freshly brewed beans. This time, she doesn't hesitate to accept his invitation to join him, and their connection deepens as they peel back the layers of their pasts. Noah reveals the pain of his father's abandonment and his mother's unwavering strength in the face of adversity. Amara, in turn, confides her own struggles, the rain serving as a poignant metaphor for the memories that have haunted her for years. In each other's company, they find a safe haven, a place where their burdens can be shared and their souls can breathe freely. As their friendship blossoms into something deeper, Amara begins to see the world through a new lens. The rain that once represented sorrow now symbolizes rebirth and renewal, each droplet a reminder of the resilience that has carried her through life's storms. And in Noah's embrace, she finds the courage to confront the demons of her past, finally allowing herself to let go of the pain that has held her captive for far too long. In a poetic twist of fate, the story culminates in a rainstorm that washes away the last remnants of Amara's grief, leaving her standing in the downpour, face upturned to the heavens, arms outstretched in a silent embrace of the very thing that once haunted her. It is in this moment that she realizes the true power of love and connection, and the transformative nature of healing that can occur when two souls find each other in the most unexpected of places. The Echoes of Rain is a breathtaking exploration of the human spirit, a testament to the resilience that lies within us all, and a reminder that even in our darkest moments, the possibility of hope and renewal exists, if only we have the courage to open our hearts and let the rain in.

Naksukawa Kyoko, a fiercely independent accountant, has spent her life carrying the weight of her family on her shoulders. From a young age, she became the breadwinner, sacrificing her dreams to support her loved ones. But when she receives a devastating diagnosis—brain cancer—Kyoko decides it’s time to live for herself. Determined to fulfill her lifelong dream of touring her favorite countries, she reaches out to her former college friend, Andrew DiCaprio, for help. Andrew, a brilliant gastroenterologist with a dark past, is no stranger to sacrifice. Born into a notorious gangster family, he was sent to college to become the family’s “gang doctor.” But after years of living under his father’s shadow, Andrew fled the States for Japan, seeking a fresh start and a life free from violence. When Kyoko asks him to join her on her journey, he reluctantly agrees, seeing it as a chance to escape his own demons—if only for a while. As the two embark on an unforgettable adventure across the globe, their shared history and contrasting personalities create a whirlwind of emotions. Kyoko’s determination to live life to the fullest clashes with Andrew’s guarded cynicism, but as they navigate the highs and lows of their journey, an unexpected bond begins to form. Amidst breathtaking landscapes and heartwarming encounters, they find solace in each other’s company, slowly peeling back the layers of their pain and insecurities. But with Kyoko’s health declining and Andrew’s past threatening to catch up with him, their fragile connection is put to the test. Can two broken souls, each running from their own demons, find the courage to embrace love in the face of uncertainty? Or will their fears and circumstances keep them apart? *Fragile Hearts, Uncharted Paths* is a poignant and heartfelt romance that explores the power of love, redemption, and living life without regrets. Set against the backdrop of a global adventure, this story reminds us that even in the darkest moments, love can be the light that guides us home.

A short children's story series about the adventures of a set of twins and their buddy monkey as they sail through life in their happy village full of magical mangoes.

He had sunk in the flames of war, covered with scars, and was used to facing the darkness alone. She was a psychological counselor, gentle and rational, but she also walked alone in a world with clear boundaries. A routine psychological assessment made their worlds intersect briefly. She tried to peel off his layers of defensive shells, but he was unknowingly warmed by the light in her eyes. "Are you afraid?" she asked. He sneered: "What are you afraid of?" "I'm afraid that I will never get out of the past." In one confrontation after another, he began to understand that some wounds do not have to be borne alone. And she finally realized that some light will take root in people's hearts. - Even if you sink into darkness, there will always be someone willing to be the light that illuminates you.

In the heart of the sprawling metropolis, where skyscrapers kiss the sky and luxury knows no bounds, lies a world shrouded in secrets, power, and intrigue. "Crimson Ties: Beneath the Billionaire's Empire" takes you on a gripping journey through the hidden corridors of wealth, influence, and the clandestine underbelly of society. At the center of this gripping tale is Alexander Hawthorne, a reclusive billionaire whose vast empire encompasses technology, finance, and media. The world sees a charismatic visionary, but behind closed doors, a complex web of allegiances and machinations binds his life. The story unfurls as investigative journalist Emma Reynolds, driven by an insatiable curiosity, becomes determined to unveil the enigma behind Hawthorne's success. As Emma delves deeper, she discovers that Alexander's rise to power is not solely built on legal foundations. Whispers of a connection to the criminal underworld surface, leading her to the tantalizing theory that a hidden alliance exists between the billionaire and the city's infamous mafia syndicate, the Vermillion Cartel. With every clue she uncovers, Emma finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of cat and mouse, where revealing the truth could cost her more than she's willing to lose. The narrative takes unexpected turns as Emma's investigation introduces her to a cast of characters, each with their motives and secrets. Isabella Romano, the brilliant yet enigmatic CFO of Hawthorne's conglomerate, harbors a tragic past that intertwines with Alexander's. Antonio Moretti, the charismatic and ruthless don of the Vermillion Cartel, operates from the shadows, manipulating fortunes and lives with calculated precision. As Emma and Alexander's paths intersect, sparks fly, blurring the lines between journalistic objectivity and personal desire. Their complex relationship adds a layer of tension, raising questions about trust and the blurred morality of their choices. The story gains momentum as Emma's pursuit of the truth unveils a tapestry of lies, betrayals, and unexpected alliances. With her relentless determination, she peels back the layers of deceit surrounding Alexander's empire, inching closer to the heart of the conspiracy. But as her investigation reaches a critical juncture, the risks escalate, and she finds herself entwined in a dangerous dance with Antonio, whose motives remain shrouded in mystery. As truths are unveiled and allegiances are tested, Emma must navigate a treacherous landscape where loyalties shift like quicksand. The climax hurtles toward an explosive revelation that threatens to expose not only the hidden ties between the billionaire and the mafia but also the fragility of the world they've carefully constructed. "Crimson Ties: Beneath the Billionaire's Empire" is a riveting tale of ambition, power, and the darkness that lurks beneath even the most glittering façades. With its richly developed characters, intricate plot twists, and exploration of the moral complexities of wealth and influence, this novel delves into the depths of human nature when driven by power and the lengths one will go to protect their empire, no matter the cost.

-------------------- *Title: "Whispers in the Walls"* For years, the old house on Maple Street had been abandoned, its peeling paint and overgrown ivy making it a perfect subject for local urban legends. But when Eliza and her brother, Sean, inherit the house from an estranged aunt, they decide to renovate it and make it their new home. As soon as they move in, strange things begin happening. At first, it’s small—objects moved just out of place, an old piano playing a single note by itself at night. But then, Eliza starts hearing whispers, faint at first, but growing louder as days pass. They come from the walls—soft, unintelligible murmurs. One night, Eliza wakes to find a message carved into the wall in what looks like dried blood: *“You shouldn’t have come.”* Sean dismisses it as a prank, but Eliza can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong. The whispers intensify, becoming clearer and more urgent, pleading for them to leave. Desperate, Eliza digs into the history of the house and uncovers a terrifying truth: her aunt had been involved in occult practices, attempting to summon a powerful entity. But she failed—trapping the entity in the house, bound to the walls themselves. Now, Eliza and Sean must figure out how to break the curse before the entity uses them to finally escape. -------------------

When Jasmine’s car collides with Antonio’s, she expects nothing more than an accident report and a headache. But from the moment he lays eyes on her, Antonio is captivated—her beauty, her presence, the quiet fire in her eyes. She’s been hurt before, and love is not something she’s searching for. All she wants is peace, warmth, and a place where she feels safe. But Antonio is not a man who walks away from what he wants. And from the moment he sees her, he knows—he wants her.

When Ysabel wakes up in Lilymorn Monastery, she’s hit with the bitter irony of her situation—most people who get transported to another world end up as powerful heroes or legendary rulers. But her? An orphan in her old life, and still an orphan here. If anything, her life has only gotten worse. At six years old, a noble family adopts her, and for a fleeting moment, she dares to believe her luck has changed. It has—but only for the worse. From that point on, her life becomes a downward spiral of misery and pain. Then comes the most crushing realization: this world isn’t just random. It’s the setting of a storybook she once read. But Ysabel isn’t the heroine—she’s just a side character, one destined to die a meaningless death for the sake of someone else’s happy ending. Her tragic demise is barely a footnote, a throwaway sentence in the grand narrative. But Ysabel refuses to accept that fate. In a world teeming with nobles, elves, and powerful mages, she carves out her own destiny, forging deep connections with those she meets and unraveling the secrets of this magical realm. As the layers of the story peel back, so do the mysteries of why she’s really here—and what it all means. In the end, Ysabel breaks free from the chains of the story, smashing the script written for her. She becomes the protagonist of her own epic adventure, turning a doomed fate into a legend of her own making.

Kyla Santori had her life mapped out—until her father gambled it away. Trapped by his insurmountable debt, she’s thrust into a forced marriage with the most feared Mafia leader in the country— Damien Moretti. Ruthless, calculating, and dangerously irresistible, Ace is a man no one dares to defy. To the world, Kyla is now the Mafia Queen, the wife of a man drenched in blood and power. But behind closed doors, she’s a prisoner in a gilded cage, vowing to escape the clutches of a husband she never wanted. Yet, as she peels back the layers of the monster she married, she uncovers secrets darker than she ever imagined Ace may have claimed her, but Kyla isn’t the fragile doll he expected. She fights him at every turn, igniting a battle of wills that sparks something neither of them saw coming—passion. But in the world of crime, love is a weakness, and enemies are always lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. When betrayal threatens to destroy them both, Kyla must decide: will she run and reclaim her freedom, or will she embrace the darkness and rise as the queen of the Mafia underworld? One thing is certain—Ace may have been forced into this marriage by his father , but he never expected to fall for his Mafia Queen experts 'you are my wife, and you will listen to me . I bought you with my money I can do whatever I want with you' he said 'no I'm not a property or dog that can be pushed around. But you said one thing right I'm your wife treat me like one' I retorted He took a step close to me and I took one step back, the more he came close the more I moved back carefully looking at the door for escape 'why so scared' he said 'I'm not afraid of you 'I replied Taking another step towards me I quickly took one big step back 'You are my wife ,I want to treat you like one ' 'stay away from me ' I screamed 'La mia coraggiosa e piccol moglie' he said then went into the bathroom

I was never afraid of death. But I was afraid of dying butt naked. I’ve long accepted that everyone meets the same end, no matter the cause—cancer, a tragic accident, or even something absurd like slipping on a banana peel and cracking their skull open. Some choose to take their own lives, yet I wonder… in their final moments, did they whisper, I want to live? My mother did. Before she tried to take me with her. My father, consumed by guilt, went insane. A month later, he decided to follow her, holding my hand as he drove us off a cliff with a broken brake. In that instant, only one thought filled my mind: I want to live. The heavens heard me. I survived—but lived in hell. After years of struggling, I finally bought a house, determined to start over. I wanted to kiss many women, make myself rich, and retire like a lazy bum. A perfect life. I almost had it. Until the water stopped running in the shower. When I checked the sink, my reflection didn’t follow my movements. It just… stared. Then, its head twisted at an unnatural angle, a devilish grin splitting its face. A chill crawled down my spine. Black, viscous liquid seeped from the walls, flooding the floor. It wasn’t water. It was thick. Heavy. Suffocating. And then, my reflection stepped out of the mirror. Its cold hands closed around my throat, its grip unrelenting. I gasped, clawing at it, but the dark liquid filled my lungs, drowning me. My body convulsed as the thing laughed—a sound that echoed through the abyss consuming me. As darkness swallowed me whole, one final thought crossed my mind: I want to live. A voice answered. "Wake up, Abyss." And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer me. I was Dravino Alderidge, son of the war hero. A character in a novel I had read before my death.

Scared by Blood – In a world where beast tamers hold great power, Samuel, a young tamer with an extraordinary and forbidden ability, embarks on a journey that will shape the fate of the continent. Unlike ordinary tamers who control living monsters, Samuel can tame the souls of dead beasts, gaining their powers and even commanding their bodies. The Beginning: Samuel lived a peaceful life in a small village until his mother revealed the truth about his father and his hidden power on her deathbed. Determined to grow stronger, he left home, trained in secret, and eventually registered as a beast tamer in the capital Zoria. There, he met his closest friends—Elaine, Marianne, Sylvia, and his childhood best friend, Lancelot. The Attack on Zoria & Awakening of Power: While on a job in the capital, Ezekiel (Vox Sanguinis), an infamous beast tamer, led an invasion using monstrous creatures known as the Malugna. In the chaos, Lancelot was killed before Samuel's eyes, breaking something inside him. Fueled by rage, Samuel swore revenge and awakened his Soul Tamer abilities. He summoned Bahamut, the Legendary Dragon, forcing Ezekiel and his forces to retreat. Rising Fame & New Challenges: As Samuel continued his journey, his power grew: He fought and tamed a Leviathan, gaining the ability to breathe underwater. He traveled with his party and Jason, a warrior from the neighboring nation of Sylphora. His abilities spread across the continent, catching the attention of kings, nobles, and enemies alike. He formed complex relationships, including a growing rivalry and romance with Lyra, a noblewoman who served the king. A World in Conflict: Samuel’s increasing power brought both respect and fear. Some saw him as a hero, while others saw him as a threat to the balance of power. The King of Zoria summoned him and his party for high-stakes missions, including investigating a leviathan threat in the city of Lorigna and defending the kingdom from external and internal enemies. But beneath the surface, a greater danger looms—a secret war between powerful factions, hidden forces that manipulate events from the shadows, and the mystery of Samuel’s own past. As he continues his journey, Samuel must face betrayal, loss, and the burden of his abilities. He will be forced to make difficult choices, knowing that every beast he tames, every enemy he defeats, and every soul he claims will shape his destiny. Is Samuel a savior, or will he become a monster feared by all? The world will soon find out.