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Emily Laurent has spent her entire life trying to prove herself to her cold rich father, who sees her love of art as a distraction, not a destiny. She dreamt to go and study at the legendary Académie des Beaux-Arts in Paris, but instead, she buys a mysterious painting at a flea market—and now she’s trapped in Otherworld Paris. She plunges into the world of dangerous power plays, artistic explorations, and magical seductions at the Wicked Delights Academy—not fine arts exactly, but something cooler—and soon finds herself in a bisexual love triangle. Survive the Academy. Master the magic. Resist the temptation. (Or don’t. It’s much more fun that way. Paris is still Paris!)

In a world where magic and beasts are forbidden to mix, Selene Blackwood, a powerful yet exiled witch, lives in the shadows, weaving her spells under the cover of darkness. Feared for her untamed magic, she has learned to survive alone, until fate leads her into the path of Damien Vale, the ruthless Alpha of the Nightshade Pack.

Ashe, a fallen princess, sets her journey for vengeance against her mother's murderers. As she travels the world to find her prey, she was met with adversaries and hardships on the way. But each time she defeats an enemy in front of her, she gains power as well.

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

John was an exorcist who tries to help innocent people from the grasps of ghosts and other evil entities. He believes that he is helping those people in need, but is that true? Did he really help those people? He didn't want to believe the other way, those who raised him taught that. He has a secret that even he himself doesn't know. What would happen is that those in the opposite faction take advantage of this and try to manipulate everything. The powers that he has will end those innocent people's lives? Did he finally get corrupted according to the enemies? Let's dive into the story of Jauary John and find the answers.

IN TWENTY YEARS, EARTH WILL FALL. NOT BY WAR. NOT BY DISASTER. BUT BY SOMETHING FAR WORSE—AN INVASION. Before that day comes, 3.2 billion people are forcibly transported to Evernight, a world that obeys no human laws. The sky stretches endlessly, painted in deep blues and twin moons. Rivers glow, untouched and drinkable, yet laced with unknown energy. The very air hums with something unseen—a presence, a judgment. Evernight is not chaos. It is not mercy. It is a system. Ranks are assigned. Trials begin. Survival is the first lesson. ──────────────────────── AND AMONG THEM, THERE IS SIX. ──────────────────────── He is not the strongest. Not the fastest. Not the most gifted. But he is something far more dangerous. While others panic, he watches. While others react, he calculates. While the system measures strength, he measures the system. Evernight is not random—it is precise. Every action has weight. Every encounter has probability. Every movement, every reaction, every breath is governed by unseen rules. Rules that can be understood. Rules that can be mastered. Rules that, if executed perfectly, can be rewritten. ──────────────────────── BUT THE SYSTEM IS WATCHING. ──────────────────────── The Evernight Judges stand in silence, their silver masks concealing their true purpose. They do not guide. They do not interfere. They only observe. And Six has drawn their attention. He does not overpower. He does not struggle. He simply executes. With every trial, with every encounter, he climbs. Not through raw force. Not through blind ambition. But through something far rarer—absolute efficiency. But Evernight does not reward ambition. It tests it. And Six is about to prove that even in a world designed to break humanity—some rules can still be rewritten. ──────────────────────── ✔ No overpowered shortcuts—only mastery through precision. ✔ A slow-burn rise—every step earned, every advantage calculated. ✔ A world both breathtaking and brutal—a fantasy realm with real survival stakes. ✔ A protagonist who doesn’t win by luck or hidden power, but by sheer, perfect execution. ──────────────────────── The invasion is coming. The countdown has begun. In Evernight, survival is not about strength. It’s about understanding.

Kyle Fowler is the young master of the Viscount household Fowler House A slice of life story in a magic academy setting But will that stay true after discovering the dark past of his family?

Renessa finally returns to her home after eleven years, only to find that things have changed. Her father had remarried a woman who seemed to hate her to death. Her stepsister, who looks like an angel, occupies her room and successfully snatches Renessa's position as the best child in her father's heart. No, she was never the best daughter in her father's heart. Her father never wanted her and hated her. Even the man's hatred for Renessa sometimes made Renessa question her true identity. But behind it all, the reason for Renessa's return was to find out the whereabouts of her mother's grave which only her father knew. Her father seemed to have prepared everything to throw her and the memory of her late mother out of the house. But don’t call her Renessa If she doesn't come home with a secret weapon in her hand. She has full rights to all of her mother's wealth which made her existence like a stubborn stain amid her father's harmonious family.

The Pearl of Poisonous Heaven in hand, inheriting the blood of the Evil God, Cultivating the power that defies heaven. A generation of Evil Gods rules over all. Yun Che is a descendant of the Yun family from the Illusory Demon Realm. Not long after his birth, his parents were pursued and hunted due to the Cycle Mirror. Xiao Ying, a close friend of his father, swapped him with his own child to protect his life. During the pursuit, Yun Che was injured, resulting in his spiritual veins being congenitally disabled, preventing him from advancing beyond the first level of the Initial Spirit Realm. At the age of 16, on his wedding day, he was poisoned to death, triggering the Cycle Mirror, and was reborn into the Cangyun Continent.

He chuckled. “What’s with the face?” I blinked. “What?” “You’re blushing.” His voice held a teasing lit, and I could practically hear the smirk behind it. “Oh.” I raised a hand to my cheek, rubbing absently, only to feel the warmth spreading across my skin. My lips twisted into a small, guilty smile. Leo’s eyes gleamed with amusement. There was something about the way he looked at me—steady, knowing—that made me uneasy. Not because I felt uncomfortable, but because I had spent so long misunderstanding him. Why hadn’t I seen his loyalty from the start? Why had I assumed he wanted me for business, for something transactional? A pang of guilt settled in my chest. “This place is…” I started, glancing around, searching for words. He leaned back slightly, one arm draped over the chair. “Deserving of a heiress,” he finished smoothly. “I had a work break.” A warm rush of gratitude filled me, but it was quickly dampened by a lingering thought. Cassie had mentioned something earlier—something about Ophelia storming into Leo’s office. My fingers curled slightly against the tablecloth.

Felon /fè-lun/ Cruel; Wicked. I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. "Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. [I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.] I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. "You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. "I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. "But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

Delyth has had her fair share of luxury and worked her whole life for years more of it; so by what fate was she exiled to the west and more importantly how would she survive the wrath of the imperial prince who's dead set on bringing her down... PS: cover not mine, contact me privately if you want it taken down.

Liam doesn't have a glam life as a ger despite being a rare gender, in fact this causes him to become a highly sought after slave and an objectified person that he wishes he'd be dead but his love for Gerald is what's keeping him going. However, for Gerald , Liam is just a plaything and when he sells Liam everything is destroyed and their Kingdom is under siege, will Liam's love be reciprocated or will it always be unrequited? will their kingdom survive the attack and what exactly is going on because it is bigger than just Liam's puppy love

Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, the Imperial Commander-in-Chief. After three years of service in the war, he returned to propose to Eileen. Eileen struggled to believe that Cesare’s marriage proposal was sincere. After all, from the moment they met when she was ten, The affectionate man had always treated her like a child. “I don’t—I don’t want to marry Your Highness.” For so long, her love for him was unrequited. She did not wish for their marriage to be a transaction. Was it because of the long war? The man, who was normally cool and rational, had changed. His impulsive actions, his unbridled desire for her—they were all too unfamiliar. “This should only be done with someone you love!” “You can also do it with the person you plan to marry.” Eileen was intrigued by this change. And yet, the closer she became with Cesare… She discovered things that defied reason or logic. Eileen learned about her husband’s many evil deeds not long after. “I couldn’t even have your body, Eileen.” Everything he did was for her. He became the villain, only for his Eileen.

"What are you doing?" Aita whimpered, never having been humiliated like this before. She tried to close her legs, but another slap landed on her thigh, stinging with force. This time, she cried, her tears a mix of anger and fear. One moment she had been free and happy; the next, she was about to be sold into slavery. Her heart pounded in her chest as the man spread her legs open and looked at her private parts. He inspected her body, his touch invasive and cold, before declaring, "She's a virgin." "Seems all these girls are virgins, huh?" The woman chuckled, turning her gaze to the man. "You guys have done a wonderful job." "Unshackle her and prepare her for auction. We're taking them to the auction house," the woman said, exiting the room.

After a sorrowful heart break with her boyfriend of 6 years , Tiffany vows to never give her heart out again to men ... But this time it is not a man who wants her heart, it is the top player in the game of love , Chloe, Beverly Hills finest maiden . Will Tiffany let herself love again ?. Find out in 'To kill a bird'

Zyryl is a black sheep in her family, add that her father doted her silly making everyone hated her more. She felt that her siblings always took notice of every little things she did. good or bad, she felt isolated.alone. After she left, the apocalypse began. fighting for survival zyryl would never thought that in time of need her family sacrifice their lives for her. In her last breathe, she wished she could turn back time.

Synopsis: It's been a while since I last came to this restaurant. As I walked in, I noticed how little had changed—the same cozy atmosphere, the familiar scent of wood-fired pizza, and the sound of a sports game playing on the big screens. I found a table for one and settled in, ready to enjoy my meal. That’s when I saw her. She was standing by one of the high tables, eating hot wings. I had just pulled out my chair at a single. There were only three singles in the place. Most of the tables were quads, and three of them were standup. She was by herself, and my eyes just slid over her without even registering what I was seeing. Then I did a double take. She was gorgeous! She had long red hair, that sort of flaming orange you see sometimes. She had on a tight skirt and top that showed off all her advantages, and she had plenty of advantages. Some loser wandered over and tried to strike up a conversation with her. I saw her give him the brush-off. She was gorgeous! She was also lethal and deceptive, and she would break your heart. I knew because I'd been married to her for five years. Her name was Sara, she worked for a huge radio station as their star attraction and I hoped she wouldn't see me.

one has to be skilled in any activity to servive.This sentence is explaining the importance of skill deveelopment.But when we come to know about the activity in which the person is skilled so many questions are arising .let us continue to get the answers

spirit soul world a magical world where people cultivate using soul spirit to reach a higher realm. The world of spirit cultivators is filled with obstacles, blood shed is a common occurrence, Dangerous demon beasts roam the land. This is a place where the weak are humiliated while the strong look down on the world. with heroes and geniuses emerging everywhere like stars shining in the beautiful sky. Our story follows the journey of an ordinary reborn demonic cultivator Jian Feng who keeps moving forward relentlessly in the pursue of is goal in this cruel yet beautiful world of spirit cultivators.Facing the difficulties of the world he remains unmoved. ............................................ Authors note: The main character is an demonic cultivator meaning he is selfish, unrighteous and unprincipled.Growing up in cruel world with cruel people he became the person he is today, he wasn't born a demon.

THIS IS FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY! I DO NOT OWN THIS WORK! Synopsis: What can a person do in order to survive? Mei Lin doesn't know about others, but she can sacrifice everything for it, including her body and dignity. She longed for life to bloom as wildly as the spring flowers in February, even if it was short-lived, but in reality she lived like a toad in the mud, shrunken, ugly and dirty. She only knew that she could only talk about other things if she had a life. Even his life is gone, what else is there to say? But she never expected that in the end she would fall into the hands of Murong Jing and that bastard, the man who once treated her as a plaything to please another woman and was severely repaid by her, the man who was determined to retaliate. That bastard man!

In the gleaming city of Tevnim, where futuristic technology meets the echoes of lost kingdoms, four friends make a discovery that will alter their lives forever. Buried beneath centuries of rubble lies an ancient artifact, its dormant power humming with the secrets of a bygone era. When the friends awaken its slumbering magic, they are catapulted 150 years into the past—landing just ten years before the Great War, the conflict that will redefine the fate of magic itself. Awakening in the bodies of the Four Knights of the Elements, the friends are thrust into the troubled Kingdom of Crniu, standing on the brink of conflict. They must navigate this world as: Gigi, a brilliant artifact researcher, now inhabits the body of the enigmatic Knight, Lady Morgana Valtoris. Borton, a master sharpshooter, becomes the stoic Knight of Ice, Sir Caelan Frostfall. Devena, an innovative chemist, awakens as the fiery Knight of Flames, Lady Seraphina Ignis. Spike, a battle-hardened soldier, assumes the role of the ferocious Knight of Earth, Sir Fenir Wilborne. But all is not as it seems. The knights they’ve become are seen as cursed failures—outcasts believed to be the downfall of Crniu’s noble order. Branded with the mark of “Thou Shall Kill,” the friends are trapped in a prophecy that foretells betrayal and bloodshed, knowing they have just ten years before the war erupts. With each day that passes, they struggle to wield powers they barely comprehend and decide how far they’re willing to go to prevent the tragedy they know is coming. In a world where every choice can alter history, one question haunts them: Will they rewrite the fate of magic and become the heroes history never knew, or will they seal their new hosts' legacies as the failures that doomed an entire era?

Cuando abrí los ojos, estaba dentro de una novela. "El nacimiento de un héroe" fue una novela centrada en las aventuras del personaje principal, Choi Han, un chico de secundaria que fue transportado a una dimensión diferente de la Tierra, junto con el nacimiento de los numerosos héroes del continente. Me convertí en parte de esa novela como la basura de la familia del Conde, la familia que supervisaba el territorio donde se encuentra el primer pueblo que visita Choi Han. El problema es que Choi Han se vuelve retorcido después de que esa aldea, y todos en ella son destruidos por asesinos. El mayor problema es el hecho de que este idiota en el que me he convertido no sabe lo que pasó en la aldea y se mete con Choi Han, solo para ser golpeado hasta convertirlo en pulpa. "... Esto va a ser un problema". Siento que me ha pasado algo grave. Pero valió la pena intentar hacer de esta mi nueva vida. Buen día, esta obra maestra no es de mi autoría solo la estoy traduciendo, créditos al autor y a los traductores que la han trabajado, es importante aclarar que quizá haya títulos o géneros de los personajes a veces difíciles de entender, principalmente porque muchos títulos 'honorarios' suelen ser masculinos o por los pronombres coreanos e ingleses. Deja tu comentario si encuentras un error y lo corregiré lo más pronto posible.

For five years, Émile Silver has been imprisoned in a basement, blind and amputated. His sister, Alexandra, claims the outside world has become a nightmare. But when strange noises and an unexpected light disrupt his daily life, Émile finds the courage to make a desperate escape. After reaching the outside and rediscovering his childhood garden, Émile encounters a mysterious voice offering him an impossible choice: to regain his sight and legs in exchange for a service. When the deal is struck, Émile awakens with a new vision and intact legs, but he is thrust into an even more troubling reality.

COUNT OF SILTHS MANOR FOUND DEAD! Alexus Smith checks newspapers daily in wait because he knows one day, that will be headlines and frankly no one will be surprised. Count Alexus: Specialist murder fiend, and sorcerer it's not common to have him around but it's less common to have such a situation as magic deaths in a realm with the third lowest magic use. Yet magic and murder cases had been on the rise and Alexus had his hands full, working with a suspicious, foxy investigator isn't helping either. In attempt to balance out the crime wheel again and to have a night off finally, he dives deeper into a hole of mysteries and devious plans. Alexus believes that his death might be the least for worry when he's findings start haunting and revealing secrets that run deep into the human realm, and questions the truth of human existence