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Poor Unfortunate Souls

Transmigrated as the Unfortunate Villain.

Amara Sinclair probably was the unluckiest person in the world. As a girl who grew up as an orphan in a neglectful orphanage, it was clear that surviving for the next day had been Amara's only goal. Even after 20 years, Amara was caught in an endless cycle of working every inch of her body just to feed herself while barely keeping up in college. Working in a convenience store in the dead of the night, Amara was suddenly ambushed by robbers, resulting in her getting shot and dying from a huge amount of blood loss. Despite all this, Amara was extremely glad that someone had taken her out of the cycle that she despised but had no choice but to be part of. She was finally able to rest and sleep forever. But that's not really what made her the unluckiest person in the world! Imagine suddenly being woken up by a very loud system and finding herself as a villain in the book she had read long ago—a very terrible book, she might add! "SO YOU'RE TELLING ME— OUT OF ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STUPID NOVEL, I POSSESSED THE BODY OF ELEANOR HAWTHORNE?" [。⁠:゚⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)゚⁠:⁠。 Please calm down, Miss Amara!] "CALM DOWN? I'LL DIE IN JUST A FEW DAYS!" In order to survive once again, Amara needed to carve her own path, and this time she's not alone—but accompanied by her loyal system! (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆ DISCLAIMER: This novel contains a lot of Swearing, Violence, Blood, and Other Mature Themes. Please read with caution.
SERAPHINAEVERHART · 1.8K Views

Whispers of Warmth: Sandy Souls

Charlie thought her days of excitement were behind her—until a bold move with TikTok sensation SloanVibes turned her world upside down. Charlie, a resort owner, has always admired Sloan for his empowering messages and no-holds-barred attitude, but she’s skeptical about his seemingly carefree vibe. When Sloan opens up about wanting to collaborate with fellow TikTokers and learn about different cultures—and mature women—Charlie seizes the opportunity to promote her resort and dive into the world of vlogging and podcasting. But as the excitement builds, so does the doubt. Is Sloan truly interested in her proposal or just looking for something more... casual? When a playful and curious reply lands in her inbox, her heart races. Is this the professional collaboration she envisioned, or will it spiral into something unexpected? From impromptu adventures to the shared joy of simple moments—like cooking together and laughing over playful jokes—Charlie finds herself caught between business and personal connection. But it’s not all easy sailing. With the pressure of her resort’s success on her shoulders, and the undeniable pull of Sloan’s charm, Charlie must navigate her growing feelings while ensuring that her business relationship remains intact. “Whispers of Warmth: Sandy Souls” is a fun, light-hearted romance about taking chances, breaking out of comfort zones, and finding unexpected sparks when the camera turns off. Will Charlie and Sloan turn their playful online chemistry into something real—or will the virtual world stay just that?
Jean_EV · 1.7K Views

Song of the Gardener of Souls [BL]

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"
LivChanin · 1M Views

FRACTURED SOUL

Fractured Soul --- I was just five years old when they took me—stolen from everything I knew and thrown into a nightmare I couldn’t escape. For years, I was locked away in The Underground, where survival meant enduring horrors no child should ever face. But I survived. I didn’t break. And then, finally, I was rescued. Now, I’m thrown into the world above—a world I don’t understand. I’ve known magic exists, I’ve seen monsters, and I’ve fought them everyday of my life. Physically and mentally. But the Fae? That’s a whole different thing. I never knew about them, and now they’re everywhere and I'm one of them? They have their own rules, their own powers, and suddenly, I’m stuck in the middle of it all, trying to make sense of something I was never prepared for. I don’t know how to act around these people. They talk like they know things I don’t, and I feel out of place in this new world—like I don’t belong. And my naivety? Yeah, it’s there. I didn’t grow up with the world outside The Underground. I’ve spent my life surviving, not learning how to live. Everything is so different, and it’s terrifying. Every day, I’m bombarded with new information, new magic, new people—people with powers I don’t understand and a history I wasn’t taught. But there’s something else. Something deeper. I'm struggling with finding my place, and yet everything I do keeps pointing out that I might be the one in some resurfaced ancient prophecy. Now, I'm trying to avoid the rulers of the courts and their schemes–especially Eirlys, the King of the Winter Court. As I try to learn how to survive here, I’m also trying to figure out who I’m supposed to be in a world that seems to have its own agenda for me. The truth is, I’m not just scared of what I don’t understand—I’m scared of what I might become. There are people who fear me, others who want to use me, and a bloodline that could drag me back to the darkness I barely escaped. In Fractured Soul, I have to fight for my place in this new world. I’ll have to navigate my own ignorance, face the power inside me, and decide who I really am. But when the shadows of my past come calling, will I have the strength to stand, or will they pull me back into the dark? ---
Crystal_J_Tife · 3.2K Views
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