Flat Stanley

Flora had a secret that threatens to destroy her perfect life. Few days before her wedding, she sleeps with her ex-boyfriend, Michael. When she confesses to her fiance, Stanley, he forgave her, but the past comes back to haunt them when Michael claims to be the father of Flora's baby girl. Is Michael lying, or could he be telling the truth? As the truth unfolds revealing that the baby girl belongs to neither Stanley nor Micheal, Flora must face the consequences of her actions and decide who she can really trust. Find out more in the book

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, M***a, Harem, Sci-fi A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn."

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”

In a world where the supernatural force of Hit grants immense power to those who wield it,Stanley Ardo's ordinary life is turned upside down. At first,forced by his Father to abandon his dream of becoming a royal mage,Stanley discovers he possess an abnormal strength and speed which he attached very little relevance to. Unbeknowst to him,he's the inheritor of the Eternal Flame,a powerful legacy passed from Master Lee,the pioneer of Hit,who also happens to be his ancestor. Guided by Master Lee's ghost,Stanley navigates his complex destiny alongside his loyal friends. Together,they work to capture the elusive Soul Raider,a nefarious force terrorizing the kingdom. However their quest was soon overshadowed by a far greater threat:Mateo,Master Lee's vengeful brother,reincarnated to destroy Stanley,ruin the kingdom and claim the Eternal Flame for himself. Stanley must master the true potential of Hit. But as the stakes rise,relationships are tested,the line between good and evil blurs. Will he succumb to the darkness or harness the Eternal Flame power to protect the kingdom? With the fate of the kingdom hanging in balance;Stanley must uncover the real power of the Flame,Confront the treacherous Mateo and the Soul Raider,balance friendship,love and his new found responsibilities. Dive into a world of magic,fantasy and self discovery in Hit: The Eternal Flame of Master Lee.

The story follows the adventure of Oscar Price and his group, who had embarked on a mission to find out the HORIZON Orb(a Golden Ball), consisting of magical powers which maintains balance, prosperity among the continents. The ultimate goal of the story is to return the Orb to its rightful place, as ordered by the High Council of Mythralis, the creators of the Orb. Will the group be able to bring back the Orb from the unknown location and return it back. Follow me on Instagram for more updates: @_brataranjan_ Author's Side Note: This is not my first work. I have already published a book, it is available on Flipkart and Amazon. If you have liked this story, just leave a review for a comment. And try to read my first Novel 'David & Stanley: The Secret Plan'

The CIA conducts an experiment that goes wildly wrong, trapping Flat Flanagan, a 1920s Private Eye, age of 29, in the 21st Century. With no way back, Flat takes up Director Gresson’s offer and becomes the CIA’s last Private Eye. However, things aren’t all tulips & roses as there's the boiling-hot election making hell look like a paradise in comparison. Mr. Beckdette, the Mob Boss running for President, has been holding hidden cards up his sleeve and it soon becomes clear to Director Gresson that it’s up to Private Eye Flat to “hit on all sixes” to keep this Mob Boss from turning a game of “Political Blackjack” into a game of “Nuclear Craps”. With odds stacked against him, can Flat Flanagan stop this modern Mob Boss with old-school gumshoeing, noir justice, and a large glass of egg creams? Or will Mr. Beckdette win the pot and send the Private Eye spinning out into his thirties with a crash harder than the stock market of the 1930s?

“Is Mr. Angelis there?” a hurried voice asked. The man introduced himself as Dereck. “No, Matt isn’t home. He’s in Brisbane until tomorrow,” Colette replied, her tone flat and resigned. She was ready to end the call and retreat back to the comfort of her bed when Dereck’s response froze her in place. He laughed. “Oh, is that what he told you?” A cold drop of fear slithered down her spine. “What is that supposed to mean?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper, a mixture of fear and anger lacing her words. There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Colette could almost hear the gears turning in Dereck’s mind as he realized his slip. “What?” She stammered, before abruptly cutting the call. Matheo would attend the gala with Iris, and they would be the perfect couple, the power duo that everyone admired. Meanwhile, Colette would be here, in this cold, empty house, a prisoner of her own despair. The realization was suffocating, the betrayal too deep to bear. Her heart ached with a pain so intense it felt physical, a crushing weight that left her gasping for breath. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her body trembling with a mixture of rage and sorrow. Tears streamed down her face, but she made no move to wipe them away. What was the point? The man she had loved with all her heart, the man she had trusted implicitly, had chosen another over her. He had lied to her, betrayed her, and now he was flaunting that betrayal in the most public way possible. But this was new! Now, he had started lying to her. So, that he could attend the gala with Iris without his "stupid, unreasonable" wife demanding to be taken to a public place with him? He wouldn’t want that burden on him now, would he? No, Iris would look much better in his arms, cool and sophisticated, with her intellectual talks to charm his potential investors. She knew the ins and outs of his business and it wouldn’t be the first time he had taken her to such events. The thought made Colette’s stomach churn. But tonight, something snapped inside her. The dead flower of her heart, long withered from neglect and betrayal, turned to a crisp. She had been humiliated, shamed, hidden away in secret, and lied to. Matheo had been afraid she would embarrass him? Now she would show him what true embarrassment felt like. Maybe her marriage was over. Maybe her husband had only ever wanted her for one thing: sex. If that was the case, then tonight, she would be the epitome of sex. She would get ready to seduce him in public, and the whole world would see the actual of their marriage before she left him forever. If he wanted her as the whore, he will get the whore.

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.

When two contradicting forces converge, is it chaos or harmony? Is it fate or a flash of the unanticipated? And as the line blur we must ask: Is it real or just a figment of our adventurous minds? *** The world is closing in on Malia Baker. An all-time best selling author. She either writes, or she risks losing the contract that promises the peak of her career. Now just a step away. Plagued by the crushing weight of expectations, Malia falls into a cycle of writer’s block. leaving her drenched by endless emotional avalanche where nothing makes sense and everything feels flat. Desperate to rechristen herself and break free from the torturing paralysis, Malia falls asleep after a creatively draining day. But only to find herself in the mind of a killer, fueled with an insatiable thirst for revenge against his family. Davies Moore, tortured and betrayed by his family, has one clear goal: To watch the family tree go up in flames. but more than anything, to be the one lighting the match. He would stop at nothing to erase the Hernandez name from existence. But soon, A growing thorn keeps him torn between vengeance and desire when he meets Grace walker. A woman whose sudden appearance in his life throws it wildly off balance. *** The line between the author and character goes thin, and within that blur is a question hanging in the air: ‘Who are you really, Davies Moore?’

Follow Instagram @sere_nity_lee for new info novel of Serenity Lee [Mature content] [WSA 2022] || Vol 1-3 END "So, you are, my lecturer?" Audia asked as the two of them were on their way in Alvin's private car. Alvin cleared his throat once. "Yes, that is so." "No wonder I feel like I know your face," said Audia, matching her memory. "What do you teach, huh?" "Architecture." Audia nodded her head while her mouth formed an 'o' shape. 'Uh? .... Wait ... what?' Suddenly the nerves of her brain suppress the memory in the hippocampus. "Mr. Mandala?" Audia asked for sure. Which immediately got a nod from Alvin. "No way!" Audia screamed in disbelief. Her eyes narrowed at Alvin. "Why?" asked Alvin in surprise. A Mandala H, that's what Audia remembers when the new lecturer introduced himself when he first taught. Wearing a plaid shirt, smooth hair, neatly slicked back, glasses always perched on his sharp nose. Came with a bag containing his laptop and a textbook for teaching. Lecturer arrogant, pretentious cool, stingy smile, flat face, killer. Very different from Alvin who is now her husband. Unexpectedly 'that Mr. Mandala' and Alvin—her husband, turned out to be the same person. 'That annoying person turned out to be my husband?' she thought. 'Oh noooooo!' * * ******* ** The bride-to-be suddenly withdrew from the marriage due to an arranged marriage. Then run away and the news is not known. The groom-to-be was left speechless in front of the invited guests. Worry for a moment. Canceling the marriage contract or looking for an impromptu replacement bride. Until his eyes caught a woman in a white dress sitting among the invited guests. The other ones were students at his campus where he had just taught. As a substitute teacher. How will the story of their marriage continue? Will the seeds of love grow between these two strangers? With a myriad of question marks in the bride's heart, why was she chosen among the many other single women who were also present at the grand wedding of the son of one of Indonesia's well-known real estate entrepreneurs. cover: www.freepik.com === INCLUDE COLLECTION/TAP LOVE/ADD BEFORE READING. SO THAT THIS STORY IS IN YOUR READING LIST AND GETS NOTIFICATIONS WHEN NEW CHAPTER UPDATES ^^ CONTINUE SUPPORT THIS STORY, by throwing BLUE STONE'S POWER STONES FOR THIS STORY! — 1 POWER STONE WILL GET 1 FREE VOUCHER TO OPEN THE LOCKED BOOK. DON'T FORGET, A 5 STAR REVIEW YES! THANK YOU

Stanley is no ordinary high school student he is the god of the entire universe. Capable of bending time, space, and reality itself, he possesses infinite power that could reshape the cosmos. But after eons of ruling over countless galaxies, Stanley decides to abandon the grandeur of his divine existence and embrace the simplicity of mortal life on Earth. Disguising himself as a regular teenager, Stanley navigates the mundane world of school, homework, and friendships, finding joy in the little things humans often take for granted. Yet, life on Earth isn’t as simple as it seems. Hidden beneath the surface lies a magical world teeming with secrets, mysteries, and forces that even Stanley finds fascinating. As he bonds with his classmates and experiences the raw emotions of human life, Stanley begins to wonder if being mortal holds more meaning than ruling as a god. However, Stanley’s peaceful life is threatened when otherworldly entities and dangerous factions uncover his true identity, setting their sights on his immeasurable power. Faced with impossible choices, Stanley must decide: will he reveal his divine nature and return to the heavens, or will he fight to preserve the life he has come to cherish? Join Stanley in this epic journey of discovery, love, and the eternal struggle between the ordinary and the extraordinary.

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

Jack Turner was a normal seventeen year old boy. he went to school, had a job, and other then the fact that he lived alone in his grandpa's townhouse, he lived an ordinary life, until the day he saw something he wasn't supposed to see, in the end he lost his life. then God brought him back to life. placing "the seal of anointing" on his left hand. now Jack finds himself dragged into the world of the supernatural. he joins the "church" a secret sect of Christianity dedicated to fighting the most fearsome paranormal threats the world has ever seen. little does Jack know that he has a destiny of biblical proportions.

The most loved K-pop idol, Lee Yong, had exhausted his creativity and reached a block. When he was frustrated about his inability to write music anymore, the new choreographer entered the company. The flirty perverted choreographer became his muse pretty soon. When he realised his love for the choreographer, he denied it for the sake of his career. When the adorable man confessed first, he rejected the choreographer cruelly. But later, he did not want to see his man being pursued by others, and he was determined to get his man back. Choi Haneul hid all his schemes and revenge plans under his shameless perverted behaviour as he entered the entertainment company. Taking revenge was his main job while being a choreographer was a side hustle. He was attracted to the boyband's leader, and he noticed the leader was also stealing glances filled with desire. Hence he started to crave more than the glances. Choi Haneul closed his heart long back and never wanted to be in a relationship. But he wanted to open his heart to the idol and be in a relationship. With all hope, when he confessed, the idol rejected him cruelly. So what would he do when the charming band leader tried to win him back? Or will he choose his revenge over love which comes with many terms and conditions? While the tug of war was going on between the choreographer and the band leader, band members smartly chose the choreographer’s side and ate melon seeds every day as they watched one drama after another instead of helping their leader. *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to try the steak from that new place. But all the tables are booked for a month. Lee Yong: Surprise! I invited the chef to cook the streak for our first date this Friday. Choi Haneul: I will come to eat, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Our choreographer is the best!!!! *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to watch that new movie. My free time and the movie screening time are not in sync. Too bad! Lee Yong: Surprise! I have already made arrangements. We will watch the movie in my flat for our first date. Choi Haneul: I would like to have cheese popcorn while watching the movie, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Yay!!! We are in for the movie night! *************************** Choi Haneul: I really wanted those dancing boots, but it is out of stock. Lee Yong: I knew you would like it. So I bought it for you. Choi Haneul: Thanks. Let me pay for it. Band member: Ouch, leader! Does it hurt too much???? *************************** Lee Yong: Where are you going all dressed up cutely? Choi Haneul: My first love is coming to the school reunion. I want to meet him. Lee Yong: Well, you are not going anywhere but my bed today. Band members: What?????? *Ding Dong* Choi Haneul: My first love is here to pick me up! Band members: Woooo hooo!!!!! *************************** Join the journey of the stubborn idol and the shameless choreographer to see what they would choose? Will Lee Yong choose love over his career? Will Choi Haneul choose love over his well-crafted revenge? P.s: The cover belongs to the rightful owner, and it will be removed if the original owner asks to do so. WARNING: THIS IS A GAY LOVE STORY WITH EXPLICIT CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, SPARE THE NOVEL. Discord: https://discord.gg/jSQxjwPV5s Instagram: lazii_ladii

To love is to die. "All I did was fall in love. Why is it a sin?" "Your so called 'love' is harmful. No men in this world would want your love!" Set in the 19th Century, Leticia Carstens is a young lady living peacefully deep within the forest. On a certain night when the moon had risen to it's highest, treacherous men filled with enmity came raiding her humble little dwelling. Fortunately, she was able to sense the immense malice that was about to come to her and with her swift action, she narrowly escaped her demise. Dylan Caess Rozen, the only son of the Rozen Duchy is an exceptionally talented noble knight with exceptional achievements despite only being twenty-seven. In the battlefield, he was ruthless and showed no mercy to his nemesis. His strikes were swift with not a single movements wasted like a sparrow. With every strikes he made, blood will gush out undoubtedly, thus earning him the title of the Bloodstained Cardinal. He was the kingdom's hope, their pride and their hero. He was perfect in any way you see him except for a one fatal flaw in his character. He was void with emotions. He has a heart of steel and is cold to anyone without any exception. One fateful night when Leticia stumble upon a cave to hide from her pursuers, she found the Bloodstained Cardinal, Dylan gravely wounded and was lying flat on the ground. Leticia did not hesitate and came running to Dylan to care for his wounded self despite having no knowledge about his identity, clueless as to whether he was one of her pursuers or not. However, Dylan was very weak that time and had a hazy vision. He could not see the lady's appearance at all and his memory was nowhere near intact. So came tomorrow, and when he woke from his slumber, the lady was nowhere to be found. On that very day, Dylan, who was void of anything but ruthlessness finally felt his heart burning like the sun's temper. It was the first time he felt the sensation of falling in love and he didn't dislike it. Instead he was overcome with joy and warmth that made him human again. So he made an oath to find that girl who saved him from death's door even to the gates of hell itself. And once he finds her, he was resolute to take her as his bride. No one but her is to become his wife, he promised. Leticia on the other hand, does not wish to come in contact with anyone. She wish to lock herself from the outside world and just live peacefully. The reason? Because Leticia herself is harboring a curse within her. What could be the curse that made Leticia decide to hide her existence from the face of the earth? And what would Dylan do if he finds out that the girl he swore to devote his life with was hiding a deadly secret with her? .......................................................................................................................................................................................... Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The names of all individuals (living, dead or stolen by fairies), or any real animals, witches, countries and events (magical or otherwise) that appear in this novel are fictitious and any similarity to those existence in the real world may be blamed to the vivid imagination of the reader. *evil laugh* Discord: enoyann#6045 Note: Temporary cover image edited by me. Extreme refining will be done after.

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Stanley Berkowitz is your average vertically challenged nerd with an abrasive attitude living in recluse from the outside world when his life inexplicably changes when a dimensionally displaced Succubus princess that looks eerily familiar fell through a portal and landed in his back yard. Advance chapters available on my Patreon at 'Streggaeworks'

What started as a dare ended up awakening a monster beneath the castle. Gilbert and his friends created a challenge where they would explore a haunted mansion in the middle of an unknown forest, staying there for three days, the winner will win quiet a hefty amount of cash and luxurious things. After a day pf exploring and walking around the mansion, Gilbert's friend Stacey found a secret tunnel leading down in the dark underground. Driven by their curiosity they went in and down the stairs as they bought lots of flashlights and snacks. They ended up in a place that one could describe as a old dungeon of some sorts with differrent old torturing devices around, and an altar. There in the middle of it, a boy wrapped in thick golden chains reclined in a flat position, eyes closed seemingly asleep and peaceful.

Ares did not enjoy the company of girls and even held a strong aversion towards the LGBTQ+ community. He had promised his mother never to follow in his father Clever's footsteps, especially when it came to the advice his father Stanley gave him about not using condoms, particularly when she was the one. A childhood friend, May, and a family's pop in—a girl who grew up around boys, or rather, her brothers. When these two reconnected and became best friends, nothing seemed to stand in the way of their blossoming love. However, May remained unaware that she was unknowingly romancing her best friend Ares, whom she affectionately called by his pet name. To her, it felt completely normal, just as it had with her brothers. She inadvertently rejected Stanley's attempts to express his feelings for her, not realizing what those feelings truly meant. May's understanding of Ares's feelings began to take shape during a Christmas holiday celebration at his grandparents’ house. Jovial and warm-hearted, May finally discovered the implications of Stanley’s earlier actions when Princessah, Ares's little sister, handed her some of their late mother's novels to read. Ares never imagined he would let another woman into his life after his mother. He was determined that his career would not come between him and his love for May, unlike his grandfather Richard.

A young man named Nick sighed as he stare at the sky outside of the window with a lazy face. “Hah… reality is often disappointing, if only I live in those stories at least life will be much simpler…” He said slightly upset. As he closed his eyes to relax, he hope that when he open his eyes something will happen. -Ding! A familiar sound he always read about in novels appeared out of nowhere. [Superior System has been integrated into the host soul] [For you whom destined for supremacy, I have been bestowed upon thee as a loyal companion and assistant to reach the peak of existence!] After he heard the system speech of nonsense, he opened his eyes and is greeted by a flat transparent screen with words on it. A huge grin appeared on his face as he know what that thing is. It was a system. “This will be very interesting~” The young man chuckled as he continued to stare at the sky with a grin on his face. ***

In the third week of dating Finley Garcia, Victoria Young overheard him yapping: "That so - called true - born daughter the Young family dug up ain't got no love from 'em. I'm just messing around with her, for kicks." "Back when Victoria first strutted her stuff back into the Young family, she had a wicked allergic reaction to pineapple on day one. And it was her two older bros who pulled that stunt on purpose, just to show her who's boss." Victoria didn't waste a second and dumped Finley flat. She also cut all the strings tied to the Young family. Finley didn't give a hoot. Victoria was just a washed - up rich chick that nobody would give two cents for. He was dead sure she'd come crawling back to him sooner or later. But then, news hit the streets that she'd tied the knot with another dude. Finley lost his marbles. He guzzled booze until he puked blood and banged on her door like a madman, his eyes all red and wild, hollering, "Vicky, dump that guy and let's get back together..." Well, he sure didn't see this coming. When the door swung open, there was this big - shot guy with major swagger. His collar was a bit loose, and he had some real suggestive red marks on his neck. The guy snarled, "You got a death wish or something? Try messing with my wife again and see what happens."

Alexander Frederick, a normal highschool guy trying to work with life. and after a painful twist he lost his closest friend to a secret organisation called "Selflaw" he lost control completely and wiped out the entire "selflaw", an antimilitary organisation feared even by the mighty captains of the four main military branches: the eastern branch "fang regiment" the western branch "falcon regiment", the northern branch "Beast regiment" which is the most feared their captain is said to possess unrivaled physical strength and and he's also feared because of his beastly ways in the battlefield. and finally the southern branch: fox regiment known for their tactical ways of attaining victory. all that doesn't matter to him as he's uninterested in power struggles, he's born with an unusual strength and can beat a captain if he gets serious. the worst part is when he got blamed for his companion's murder, which increased his ruthless slaughtering of the "selflaw" organisation, and it's allies. after a satisfying vergence he acknowledged her love Even though it's late he ended his life wishing things had went differently... Surprisingly Waking up to total darkness without a body before trying to make sense of anything, A voice resounded in total nothingness, for a second he thought it was a judgement passed by God but it was far too deep to belong to a holy being like God. after what felt like eternity he saw light again and found himself in an unfamiliar environment. "What's going on?, I feel so fussy" he said rubbing his forehead in confusion.

Stanley is nothing but the average college student— instructed by his late father to live an ordinary life, he does as he is told. In just a single day, Stanley’s normalcy is torn to shreds, and he’s thrown into the underbelly of the world, beyond the peaceful illusion he formerly saw. In the country of Montclair, there are seven royal families hidden from the knowledge of the civilians, Andreas, Douglas, Madison, De Luca, Moon, Ishtar, and Everhart. From them, God will choose 13 individuals to take part in the Royal Selection. The winner is said to become the new ruler of Montclair. These individuals bound together by fate, are known as— the 13 Disciples.

After overhearing my fiancé's sweet-talking to his lover over the phone, I had him kicked out of my flat within the same hour. Even though I didn't have any plans after, I hadn't expected to find myself in front of an altar before a foul-mouthed red-eye hunk of a man. Elodie de Montmorency was what he called me, and Elodie had been a hot-headed villainess that was murdered by her husband, the garbage male lead, due to her raging obsession with the Grand Priest of Lux. I'm inside an R18 dark romance novel I read. The vows had already been read and even if I keep refusing to put on the wedding ring, my death flag was already in place. Did I get rid of one trash to find another?

Alexander Frederick, a normal high school guy trying to work with life. After a painful twist, he lost his closest friend to a secret organization called "Selflaw." He lost control completely and wiped out the entire "Selflaw," an antimilitary organization feared even by the mighty captains of the four main military branches: the eastern branch "Fang Regiment," the western branch "Falcon Regiment," the northern branch "Beast Regiment," which is the most feared; their captain is said to possess unrivaled physical strength and is also feared because of his beastly ways on the battlefield. And finally, the southern branch: "Fox Regiment," known for their tactical ways of attaining victory. All that doesn't matter to him as he's uninterested in power struggles; he's born with an unusual strength and can beat a captain if he gets serious. The worst part is when he got blamed for his companion's murder, which increased his ruthless slaughtering of the "Selflaw" organization and its allies. After a satisfying vengeance, he acknowledged her love. Even though it's late, he ended his life wishing things had gone differently... Surprisingly, waking up to total darkness without a body, a voice resounded in total nothingness. For a second, he thought it was a judgment passed by God, but it was far too deep to belong to a holy being like God. After what felt like an eternity, he saw light again and found himself in an unfamiliar environment. "What's going on? I feel so fuzzy," he said, rubbing his forehead in confusion.

Gloria Nighthaven, the reincarnation of the Blood Moon Wolf goddess, struggles to navigate her supernatural powers while blending into the human world. As a member of a powerful and wealthy family of supernaturals, Gloria is constantly trying to suppress her dark destiny and keep her secret hidden from her classmates at a mixed high school for humans and supernaturals.Her older brother, Duke, a powerful hybrid vamplock (vampire-warlock), is her protector and confidant, always ready to shield her from danger. But their world is anything but peaceful. Ailson, a dangerous and unstable warlock who has been bullying Gloria for years, becomes even more unpredictable during the Solaris constellation—a time when witches and warlocks struggle to control their magic.As the constellation begins, Gloria and Duke must deal with Ailson's increasingly violent outbursts while keeping their true identities secret. At the same time, Gloria’s recurring nightmares about the Blood Moon Wolf—a creature capable of destroying entire realms—become more vivid, hinting that her powers are awakening, and a much darker destiny awaits her.Torn between her desire to live a normal life and the rising threat of Ailson’s uncontrolled magic, Gloria faces a growing conflict: can she harness her goddess powers before it’s too late, or will she become the destructive force her nightmares have foretold?

In a world, similar to earth, with a lush planet and advanced technologies,near cyberpunk mixed with old technologies and ideologies, a millennia ago, a very power god, worked hand in hand with an extremely advanced race, to combine technology and magic, making this world known as Lua, undergo changes, with 10 continents, each with its own nations, to change, people gained a system, the systems helped grant a class, some were combat, others engineer, and some everyday professions, like blacksmiths, armorers, even actors had classes be born into existence, well on year 2153, a particular short statured girl------ named Silver Hailstorm, whom just turned sixteen, the age of the system awakening and also the day she has to register her class with the kingdoms hunters association, something some dread for their weak or common class, others look forward to, but on this day, silver is treating it like any other. Working in the family owned mechanic and armor fitting shop, where most of the clientele is military vehicles, the money is decent,but not enough to help us climb the social pedigree and gain a spot in a tier 2 city. Silver is a cat girl standing at only four feet tall, making her no bigger than the dwarves, and no less aggressive as them, usually wearing her mechanic coveralls, and a black tank top, the upper part of the coveralls tied around her waist, and her over sized weilding gloves, and weilding goggles adorning the top of her hair, grease stains can be seen all over her, but uncaring to all this as she works on taking the damaged armor panels off the hover troop transport. A vehicle that has a very similar appearance to a humvee or Bear, on earth. Her Dad, Also a Cat person, here they are just known as nekos from here on thats how they will be addressed, burst through the office door into the bay while trying his best to yell over the drown of loud rock music, and the industrial grinder. "Sil!...Sil! you have to go awaken and register your system!". Barely hearing him over the noise, silver cuts the grinder off before walking over to her dad, giving a quick hug before dashing out while tossing over her reply. "thanks dad for the reminder im leaving now!" And like the neko she has always been, fast and too agile for her own good she sprints down to the office, her small size allowing her to zigzag and at times perform acrobatics to not bump into people, a feat larger people would struggle to repeat as she does, rushing to the office about half an hour away from the shop on foot. She laughs and cackles on glee and the sheer freedom and speed she is going through so mych foot traffic, being a tier one city with more than twenty million people in it, theres always a lot of foot traffic.Some people who have seen her in traffic before are used to her antics while others are awestruck and surprised as she flashes by, her red pixie cute hair fluttering around her and her red and white stripped hears easily seen as she does flipps and dives over people into the tiny spots in the crowd. After a near flat out run, for 15 solid minutes, making it outside the huge hunters building, where hundreds of thousands of new hunters and old are streaming in for various reasons, some are just like her here to activate the system and see what they awakened as and to register.Walking in and looking around having to hop several feet in the air a few times to survey over the crowd, in doing so drawing some attention from several group all around wondering if she is part rabbit or something, some of the people in line in front and behind her giggle and laugh and a couple dwarves smirk as they realize what she is trying to do before she finally sees that she actually randomly selected the correct line on the first try. "phew, made it, and im not dead last, hopefully i awakened something with machine..." she says,a bit of forshadowing.

"You are lying!" she retorted, her voice ringing with a blend of indignation and despair as she surged to her feet and crossed the space to his side. Her anger struck him as somewhat bemusing, and in a different circumstance, he might have been tempted to applaud her unyielding spirit. "I am an apex predator. I am what monsters and all things wicked fear. How could you imagine I would concern myself with something as fickle as emotions, let alone for a witch?" he asserted, his words delivered without the slightest quiver of doubt. His words landed like a blow to her very core. She had never anticipated such a stinging rebuttal from him. "If you can look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me, then I'll leave you alone," she challenged, her tone calm amid the raging storm of emotion that churned within her. Her words felt like a knife piercing through his cold heart, leaving Damien to grapple with the weight of her final statement. He hesitated for a few fleeting moments before lifting his gaze to meet hers. "I don't," he declared, the words slipping from his lips with austere finality. Lauren's heart sank upon hearing his response; she sensed within her that he was not speaking the truth, but what recourse did she have? Before she could utter another word, the ringing of her phone pierced the solemn air. Engaging with the call, she answered, "Hello, Director." Briefly acknowledging the conversation, she swiftly concluded, "Alright, I'll be there," before ending the call. "Thanks for the meal once again," she offered in a flat voice, devoid of any discernible emotion. Damien found himself taken aback by the sudden shift in her demeanor, feeling the impulse to say something, but before he could gather his thoughts, she had already entered the elevator. Making her way towards the exit, she soon drove off, leaving Damien to stand before the towering windows, watching her departure with a silent ache lingering within him. As she disappeared, he turned his gaze inward, pondering the emptiness that seemed to pervade his residence. Reflecting on his actions, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right choice in pushing her away, but he understood that only time held the answers. This Novel tells a story of a halfie(half vampire half human) named Damien, who was the crown prince and heir to the throne of the kingdom Brennedon, and a beautiful young lady, Special Agent Lauren who also is a powerful witch from a very powerful witch bloodline whose destinies were intertwined to save the supernatural realm. will the witches put their century year old fued and animosity against the Brennedon vampires aside to save the supernatural realm or will they allow their hate consume the whole realm? journey with me as we travel the realm of the supernatural.

Huo Buyu was the young master of the most prestigious family in the Imperial Capital, but everyone knew that the person they really needed to avoid offending was his wife, Ye Yao. She was known for how her words could turn mentions of misfortune into reality, and whoever she cursed verbally would end up suffering. "Oh, dear. It's so hot. I hope it rains," Ye Yao said. "..." Huo Buyu remained silent while he watched raindrops falling from above. "Ehh? Isn't that my ex-boyfriend, the one who wouldn't stop hassling me for ages? Look at his long legs. They’ll probably trip him when he walks," Ye Yao said. The person walking in front suddenly tripped over a stone and fell flat on his face. "Well done!" Huo Buyu exclaimed. Usually, only the bad things verbalised by Ye Yao would happen, while the good things rarely did. One day, Ye Yao had news for Huo Buyu. "Huo Buyu, I think I'm pregnant!" As Huo Buyu calmly turned the page of the document he was reading, he remarked, "You should tell me why you can't get pregnant." Ye Yao pinched his ear. "I really am pregnant!" She showed him the two red lines on the pregnancy test kit. Huo Buyu dropped his document. Was she really pregnant? Was he finally going to be a father?

As they tended to the cut on my side, their fingers deftly working with the first aid kit, I couldn't help but feel the warmth of their touch. "You really didn't have to do this," I muttered, my attempt to sound casual falling flat in the face of their gentle care. They looked up, their eyes meeting mine, and a soft smile played on their lips.