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WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Disclaimer: Cover mine, kindly do not use or replicate. Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

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"I time-traveled, and so did my dad," Li Ping'an had already arranged everything. He had set up a solid family business for his father in the mundane world and taken care of the relationship to enter the immortal sect. Then, he was determined to tread the path of immortality, to seize his chance at becoming an immortal. But he had never imagined that on the day he attended the talent testing in the mundane world, everything would change...

``` Quando Feng Qing nasceu, ela foi vendida a um casal das montanhas devido à negligência do hospital. Dezesseis anos depois, seus pais biológicos a trouxeram para casa de uma pequena vila na montanha, ela achou que sua vida melhoraria, mas não foi o caso. Ela não apenas deixou de receber amor dos pais, como sua irmã substituta a fez ficar cega. No final, seus pais a casaram com um homem velho de cinquenta anos. No dia de seu casamento, Feng Qing fugiu do hotel com vários guarda-costas correndo atrás dela. Em uma situação crítica, ela entrou no carro preto que estava estacionado à beira da estrada. No banco de trás do carro estava sentado um homem bonito onde a frieza impiedosa era uma constante em seu rosto. Ele parecia alguém com quem não se deveria brincar. Feng Qing bateu suas pequeninas mãos sujas. "Então, senhor, notei que a solidão está escrita em todo o seu rosto. O que acha de ter uma esposa que agora se apresentou a você?" Xie Jiuhan era comumente referido como Nono Mestre. Ele era o tirano da Capital e tinha uma personalidade volátil. Era teimoso e impiedoso. As socialites da Capital usavam todos os meios, mas nenhuma delas chegava perto sequer de tocar na bainha das roupas do Nono Mestre. A partir deste dia, rumores começaram a se espalhar pela Capital. O Nono Mestre, que normalmente se mantinha longe das mulheres, criou uma pequena esposa na mansão e a mimou ao extremo. Nono Mestre: "Minha esposa é muito frágil para cuidar de si mesma." O médico: "Então, quem é aquela senhora que quebrou o joelho de alguém com um único chute?" Nono Mestre: "Minha esposa morou em vilarejos, ela não é boa nos estudos." Os alunos da Universidade da Capital: "Sua esposa está sempre em primeiro lugar em todos os exames. Se ela não é boa nos estudos, o que somos nós? Retardados?" Nono Mestre: "Minha esposa é extremamente tímida. Ela não conheceu muitos figurões ou pessoas proeminentes." O público: "Por favor, cale a boca!" As principais autoridades em medicina, professores de ciência e famosos diretores internacionais faziam fila fora de sua casa, implorando para vê-la! Sim, sua esposa não havia conhecido figurões ou pessoas proeminentes antes porque ela era a figura mais proeminente aqui. ```

[Reformatting World Settings...] [Real-World Currency Disabled.] [Physical Laws Adjusting to Game Protocols.] [Initiating Player Culling Sequence...] [All Players Age 60 and Above Will Now Be Eliminated.] A blue screen appeared before every person in the world, displaying those chilling words. At first, many believed it was some kind of elaborate hologram prank—until every person aged 60 and above disintegrated into glowing particles. But that was only the beginning. The world had changed. Humanity had been turned into "players" in a twisted system where survival meant leveling up through killing others or completing brutal quests. Fail to level up in time—and you're dead. Shinra Takamura, a 20-year-old survivor in this new Filthy World, receives a rare skill Lewd Reap: the ability to steal another player’s ability through intimacy. But can he survive the chaos, the betrayals, and the moral decay with such a controversial power? Or will the world break him before he ever learns how to use it? Read on to find out. This book is a smut novel with a solid plotline, set in a world of survival and extremely gory scenes. The main character is no goody two-shoes—he’ll do whatever it takes to survive. He’s not evil, though; he doesn’t kill without reason. The story begins with his transformation, showing how a once-good kid was shaped by a brutal world into the person he is now. So, the first volume may appear kinda slow to some readers, but l hope you can give it a chance (:->

AVERTISSEMENT : CONTENU MATURE J'avais huit ans quand mon monde a brûlé. Ma famille a été massacrée ; ma maison réduite en cendres. Et les responsables ? Disparus. Tout ce qu'ils ont laissé derrière eux était un bandana noir brodé d'une épine de belladone—un symbole de mort. Pendant dix ans, je me suis entraînée dans l'ombre. Je suis devenue une arme. Maintenant, ma chasse me mène à l'Académie Surnaturelle Prestige (ASP), l'école de loups-garous la plus élitiste au monde—un endroit gouverné par quatre héritiers Alpha avec trop de pouvoir, d'arrogance et de désirs sombres. La nuit de mon arrivée, je croise le chemin de Dristan, Kai et Axel—héritiers des Rois Alpha de l'Est, du Nord et de l'Ouest. Arrogants. Vicieux. Des Dieux parmi les loups. Ils me voient comme rien. Une vagabonde faible et impuissante. Ils m'humilient, me provoquent, me dominent—me donnant envie de les mettre en pièces. Alors, je fais un vœu : je les détruirai avant qu'ils n'aient la chance de me détruire. Puis, à la veille de mes 18 ans, la Lune de Sang se lève. Mon loup s'éveille. Ma puissance monte en flèche. Et le destin ? Cette garce cruelle et tordue m'enchaîne à tous les trois. Compagnons. Je veux les rejeter. Je brûle pour eux à la place. Et quand je rencontre Xade, l'héritier pervers et à la langue d'argent du Roi Alpha de la Ceinture Centrale, le lien final se met en place. Quatre alphas possessifs, dominants et dangereusement irrésistibles. Une louve vengeresse et indomptable. Et un secret mortel les liant à mon passé. Les aimer pourrait me détruire. Les haïr pourrait me tuer. Mais à la fin... qui ruinera qui ? Et, putain—pourquoi mon corps traître les veut-il tous les quatre pour le faire ? *************** "Dis-le." La voix de Dristan était douce et contrôlée d'une manière qui promettait la dévastation en dessous. J'ai dégluti difficilement, mon pouls martelant alors qu'il me coinçait contre le bureau. Kai était derrière moi, sa chaleur pressée contre mon dos, son souffle taquinant mon cou. Axel se pencha, les lèvres courbées en un sourire diabolique, ses yeux vert noisette sombres d'amusement. "Dis-le, ma chérie. Dis que tu ne nous veux pas et nous te laisserons tranquille—peut-être." J'ai serré les poings. Je voulais leur dire d'aller se faire foutre—mais mon corps traître ? Il me trahissait déjà. Ma peau brûlait. Mon cœur s'emballait. Mes cuisses se serraient contre l'insupportable douleur qu'ils causaient simplement en existant. J'ai relevé le menton, ignorant la chaleur qui se lovait au creux de mon ventre. "Je ne—" "Menteuse." Ce seul mot venait de Xade, qui était resté silencieux jusqu'à présent. Il était assis dans le fauteuil du professeur, ses yeux bleu cristal brûlant dans les miens. Il n'avait pas besoin de me toucher. Sa voix seule suffisait à me défaire. Il sourit en coin, inclinant la tête. "Tu peux te battre autant que tu veux, petite louve. Mais nous pouvons le sentir." Les doigts d'Axel tracèrent le pouls à ma gorge. "Ton cœur bat la chamade." Les lèvres de Kai effleurèrent mon oreille. "Ton corps te trahit, mon amour." Dristan expira lentement, son regard verrouillé sur le mien comme un prédateur savourant sa proie. "Ton odeur ne ment pas, compagne." Putain. Tout mon corps était en feu. Mes jambes tremblaient. Ma louve ronronnait dans ma tête, désireuse de se soumettre. Je ne le ferais pas. Je ne pouvais pas. Alors, j'ai fait la seule chose que je pouvais—j'ai repoussé Axel, j'ai pivoté et j'ai essayé de m'échapper. Je n'y suis pas arrivée. Kai a attrapé mon poignet, me ramenant contre sa poitrine. J'ai haletée, mes paumes s'écrasant contre son torse solide comme du roc. Ses yeux dorés brûlaient dans les miens. "Où penses-tu aller ?" Axel était maintenant derrière moi, ses doigts glissant sous ma mâchoire, forçant ma tête à se relever. "Nous n'en avons pas fini avec toi, ma chérie." Dristan sourit. "Pas même proche, compagne." "Nous ne faisons que commencer," articula Xade. J'étais piégée. En cage. Et le pire ? Je ne voulais pas fuir.

Nathan Cole had it all—money, a stable business, even a fiancée. He wasn’t a billionaire, but he was building something solid. Then, everything crumbled. His business went bankrupt. His fiancée walked out. His dignity? Shattered. He became a failure, humiliated and alone. And just when rock bottom seemed permanent… "System Activated: Harem Tycoon Protocol Initiated." "Mission: Conquer. Seduce. Build your empire—one woman at a time." Each woman Nathan seduces fuels his empire with new skills, cash flow, influence—and raw desire. From corporate queens to lonely housewives, from rivals' wives to desperate heiresses—no one is off-limits. With every conquest, his reach expands… and so does his hunger. Now, he’s not just rebuilding a business. He’s building a kingdom. And in this kingdom? He rules. With charm, ambition… and lust. Business is war. Women are weapons. And Nathan Cole? He's about to become unstoppable. — Warning: Contains steamy adult content, high-stakes power play, morally grey decisions, and a dangerously addictive system harem journey.

[BL] [Alpha x Alpha] After the First Apocalyptic War finally ended, Mattias Kohler thought he could return to America and live out his days as an unmated alpha in peace. Being a child soldier left him with more scars and baggage than he cared to admit, but for a while, living in this superheroes’ version of a ‘new world’ wasn't so bad. He'd even managed to stave off the deadly consequences of the war for a solid twenty years. Despite everything, the shell shocked veteran made peace with the last of his ghosts. Or so he thought, were it not for one rude-ass awakening. When his biggest failure and the rightful king of his ghosts shows back up out of the blue—very much alive and kicking—Matt finds himself kidnapped and dragged back into a cold war against his will. What's worse, this particular ghost has deep ties to Mattias’ past, and the fact that he's still alive is an absolute stain on Matt's ledger. His initial goal is just to get the hell out of this mess and kill as many Russians as he can in the process, but as time goes by, he realizes something isn't right with the King of Ghosts. The other alpha’s past betrayal may not be everything it seems, and the more Matt learns about this dark world his old-friend-turned-traitor steeped himself in for all these years, the less he understands. Not to mention the fact that he'd been forced to get off his scent blockers and rut suppressants all at once; fuck if he knows why that filthy traitor smells so damn good, but he does. It's wrong. They're both alphas. Matt is also painfully aware that alpha on alpha relations are illegal in most countries. But he's hard, pissed off and has no idea whether he's in for a fight or a fuck. Either way, they dragged him back into this, and now he's going to finish it. [TW: Dark themes, potential dub-con, violence, death of NPCs, dystopian themes, kidnapping, toxic relationships, abuse, non-encouraged mentions of substance abuse, hurt & comfort.] NOTICE: The acts described in this novel are in no way, shape, nor form, the personal beliefs of the author. I do not condone, endorse, nor encourage those behaviours on any level. These are works of fiction that do not reflect my real life values, beliefs, and actions. My characters actions are not reality and should not be copied in any way. I wholeheartedly condemn real-world violence, abuse, substance abuse and emphatically encourage people to do the same. This book will strive to separate fact from fiction and will keep away from glorifying, encouraging, or promoting illegal activities. If you have any questions or need to request an edit, please feel free to contact me.

In an era where mankind has lost a part of its humanity. Amid beings of overwhelming power, among those wielding strange and mysterious forces, who will lend an ear to the forsaken? Catherine Elmer, a prostitue fighting to survive in this world, becomes the vessel of forbidden knowledge. Little by little, images, visions, and memories awaken within her. She begins to uncover the secrets hidden in the shadows. With this knowledge, she chooses to change her fate and escape her end. Red Light District. Will all men end up dancing in the palm of her hand? Caution : ● This novel contains R18 explicit content and adult themes. ● Two chapters will be uploaded daily, so buckle up. ● Expect epic battles, cool abilities, and solid world-building. Power Ranking Top 5: 2 bonus chapters at the end of the week. Join us : https://discord.gg/M4ppkG2U

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Camilla Watson-Veston was left with no choice but to leave her wealthy life behind and raise her son alone as an ordinary employee. A woman filled with rage and anger because of the betrayal of her one true love is indeed very dangerous. When all she could think of was revenge, karma has its funny way of rewarding those worthy with what they deserve. Sometimes not just one, but two or more blessings at once. What will Cammy do if the universe gives her not only two options to consider but three or more? Will she be able to choose which path she should take when nothing seems to be the right one? When freedom costs too much and happiness is hard to reach, will life turn Cammy into bitter from sweet? ********** Story Excerpt: "You’re fucking stunning, Cammy, and don’t let anyone make you think otherwise. Your husband’s a fool for letting you go. I’m going to show you exactly what you’ve been missing. Even if it’s just for tonight, I promise you won’t forget me. After this, I’ll be the only man in your mind," Greg said before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. Was it wrong to accept it just because she was married, even though the man she was married to had been betraying her time and time again? Her mind let go of logic; she no longer cared if what they were doing was forbidden. She had made up her mind to surrender herself to him completely, letting him do whatever he desired with her tonight. So she whispered, “Turn off the lights…” Greg smirked, knowing the switch was just within reach, but instead of turning the lights off completely, he dimmed them to the faintest glow without removing his gaze from her. “Forgive me, Cammy. I cannot turn it off completely. I want to see your face when I take you to heaven over and over again while you are screaming my name.” Her hands traced his broad, strong chest, feeling its strength and solidity. ‘Oh God, I’m touching another man’s body!’ she shouted silently in her mind. Before her courage fully faltered, she felt Greg gripped on her wrist, as he released her lips, and whispered, “Not yet, Ms. beautiful. Let's take it slow… I want you to remember our time together as your best without any regrets. I want you to remember me as the man who made you feel important and wanted. Tonight you're the only woman in my life. The only woman my eyes see and my mind thinks of. You are mine, and mine alone. Do you understand?!” ********** A song excerpt that mirrors the emotion of the book. ***The song is not mine.*** I remember back when we were in love And we followed the fire in our hearts We moved every mountain we touched And we danced in the light of the stars I know nothing beautiful lasts But when I get to heaven I'll ask To go back to when we were in love… ********** The Author’s Completed Work: Book 1: CEO’s Contract Obsession - Contemporary Romance (CEO/Sweet Love), 2023 Book 2: The Royal Mark - Fantasy Romance (Werewolf/Fated Mates), 2023

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After his actions inadvertently lead to the death of the world's greatest hero, Arthur is branded a villain and condemned to a life in prison. But when an unexpected hero sees past the accusations, recognizing the misunderstanding behind Arthur's actions, he's offered a pivotal second chance at redemption.

Li Huashen nasceu um pária elemental: incapaz de sentir nada além do silêncio — um infortúnio impensável em um mundo onde todos determinam seu destino por sua afinidade aos elementos. Conformado, ele viveu à sombra dos escolhidos em sua pequena vila remota. Mas sua condição trazia mais do que solidão: onde ele ia, o azar parecia segui-lo. Ferramentas se quebravam em suas mãos, colheitas murchavam ao seu redor, e até aqueles que mostravam compaixão acabavam tocados por desgraças sem explicação. Sua presença era um presságio — como se o mundo reagisse à sua existência com hostilidade silenciosa. O que parecia apenas uma vida de exclusão tomou um rumo brutal quando os próprios deuses decidiram virar o rosto para ele — e mergulhá-lo em um desespero profundo. Abandonado por quem mais amava, traído por sua família e jogado à própria sorte, Li Huashen foi consumido por um terror primitivo — não aquele que faz o corpo tremer, mas o que silencia a alma, desfigura a esperança e cava sepulturas dentro do espírito ainda vivo. E foi nesse abismo que ele fez um juramento impossível: “Eu matarei cada deus elemental — um por um.” — Tags: Psicológico, drama, aventura, ação, narrativa em camadas, múltiplos pontos de vista, conspiração, manipulação, guerra ideológica, distopia silenciosa. Aviso: +18, gore, automutilação, suicídio, estrupo. Esta obra contém violência extrema, distorção da realidade, autodestruição consciente, traumas irreversíveis, abuso psicológico e eventos perturbadores que podem causar desconforto emocional severo. Leia por sua conta e risco.

In the blood-soaked shadow of Partition, two nations went to war—and never stopped fighting.** PART I: KASHMIR’S BLOODY DAWN (1947–1948) As the British Empire collapses, India and Pakistan are born in a frenzy of communal slaughter. Trains packed with massacred refugees crisscross Punjab, while in Lahore, **Jawaharlal Nehru** and **Muhammad Ali Jinnah** duel over Kashmir’s fate. When tribal raiders storm Srinagar, the Hindu Maharaja signs away his kingdom to India in exchange for salvation. But Pakistan strikes back—capturing Skardu Fort in a brutal siege and igniting the first war over the Himalayas. Amidst the chaos, a young Sikh farmer, **Kartar Singh**, loses his family to a Muslim mob and joins the Indian Army, vowing revenge. As the UN draws ceasefire lines, Kashmir lies divided, and the seeds of eternal hatred are sown. PART II: CLASH OF TITANS (1965) Eighteen years later, Pakistan launches *Operation Gibraltar*, infiltrating Kashmir to spark rebellion. When India retaliates, full-scale war erupts. In the skies, PAF legend **MM Alam** destroys five Indian jets in 30 seconds—an unmatched feat—while **Squadron Leader Sarfaraz Rafiqui** leads a suicidal raid on Halwara airbase. With guns jammed, Rafiqui stays airborne as a decoy so wingmen **Cecil Chaudhry** and **Younus Hussain** can escape, sacrificing himself to Indian flak. On the ground, **Major Raja Aziz Bhatti** defends Lahore’s BRB Canal for 120 hours without sleep, falling to a sniper’s bullet. As tanks burn at Chawinda and navies clash off Dwarka, both nations claim victory—but the Tashkent Agreement leaves Kashmir still bleeding. PART III: BIRTH OF BANGLADESH (1971) East Pakistan explodes in revolt. After Pakistan’s *Operation Searchlight* massacres Bengalis in Dhaka, India trains the *Mukti Bahini* guerrillas. At sea, Pakistan’s submarine *PNS Ghazi* mysteriously sinks on its own mines while hunting the INS Vikrant, and *PNS Hangor* avenges it by torpedoing the Indian frigate *INS Khukri*. In the skies, trainee pilot **Rashid Minhas** thwarts a hijack by Bengali defector Matiur Rahman, crashing his T-33 rather than let it reach India—earning Pakistan’s only air force Nishan-e-Haider. On the western front, 120 Indian soldiers hold off 3,000 Pakistanis at Longewala using jeep-mounted guns. When Dhaka falls, 93,000 Pakistani POWs surrender—humiliating a nation and birthing Bangladesh. PART IV: FROZEN CONFLICTS (1984–1999) In the icy hell of Siachen Glacier, India seizes the world’s highest battlefield by stealth. Soldiers freeze solid in their bunkers as Pakistan fuels insurgency in Kashmir. After Indira Gandhi is assassinated by her Sikh bodyguards and her son Rajiv falls to a Tamil bomb, nuclear tests in 1998 push the rivals to the brink. Then, in 1999, Pakistan infiltrates troops disguised as militants into Kargil’s peaks. **Captain Karnal Sher Khan**, the “Tiger of Tiger Hill,” decimates Indian assaults until an artillery shell tears him apart. **Lalak Jan**, a Pakistani soldier, fights alone for 24 hours with a machine gun, killing 12 Gurkhas before succumbing. When India storms Tiger Hill at point-blank range and the U.S. forces Pakistan’s retreat, soldiers are abandoned on the mountains—their bodies rotting in no-man’s-land. As General Musharraf seizes power in Islamabad, the war ends unresolved, leaving behind frozen graves and a question: *Will the next war go nuclear?*

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In a world where the supernatural collides with the ordinary, dungeons—dangerous rifts to other realms—begin appearing across the city, threatening humanity. The Hunter Association, tasked with sealing these rifts, relies on Guides who are psychically linked to Hunters with extraordinary powers. A former soldier, becomes a newly awakened Guide at 27, struggling to adapt to his role. Paired with an S-ranked Hunter, a reckless veteran esper, he faces the daunting challenge of navigating deadly dungeons filled with nightmarish creatures. Their partnership is strained—A disciplined and methodical solider, and an esper who's impulsive and dismissive of rules. As dungeons appear more frequently, each mission tests their limits and teamwork. While the Guide adjusts to his new life and role, the esper wrestles with his haunted past and growing responsibilities. Together, they uncover a disturbing pattern behind the dungeon outbreaks, suggesting a larger, sinister plot at play. Amid the chaos, the guide grapples with losing his former life and his growing attachment to his esper, while the looming danger threatens to push them—and their fragile trust—apart. Every decision they make could determine the city's fate, or possibly the entire world. NOTE: This is a slow-burn light-romance BL. It means there are no mature or sexual themes, and it focuses on action, plot, character growth, and relationships between characters and their adversaries. Cover Art: V.R. Wilde (IG: its.forevermonday)

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.

Chapter 1: The Awakening on the Imperial Throne A bone-deep chill permeated every fiber of my being. This wasn't the cold of an office air conditioner; it was the chilling touch of solid metal and ancient stone. I... Vireak... slowly opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was not the familiar ceiling of my bedroom or the cluttered desk piled high with documents. It was the vaulted ceiling of a vast, imposing hall, supported by colossal black stone pillars carved into the forms of terrifying, monstrous creatures. A faint, azure light emanated from crystal chandeliers hanging above, casting eerie and foreboding shadows. "Where... is this place?" I tried to speak, but the voice that emerged was not my own. It was a deep, resonant baritone, filled with an authority that made the very air in the hall vibrate. I felt myself in a seated position. I slowly lowered my head, and what I saw almost made my heart stop.

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

A big strong woman with a wild heart and a smaller less strong man with a delicate heart could never fall in love. But what if they did? Well that is the case for omega Kim Eun Seong who has a boyfriend, but can’t help notice a certain girl walking around his campus. Bamsaek Ah-Reum, a blasian girl who has been having trouble fitting in all while going through girlfriend after girlfriend is having no luck with a solid partner… What will happen next? Tags: amaw, ambw, abo, femalealpha, maleomega, enemies-to-lovers

Gu Miaomiao was born with an ancient martial arts system but was caught in dimensional turbulence that sent her back to ancient times, where she trained to become a female artist. When she was four and a half years old, she returned to the present world and assumed a journey to look for her family. When netizens learned that a certain star was bringing a child to a variety show, all the netizens were convinced that he would suffer a blow to his public image and felt sympathy for the child. Scene one: Star trying to sleep in while the child pulls off his blanket.Netizens: The game is over. The star has always been known to get cranky when he wakes up. He's going on a rant now! Miaomiao: I'm hungry. Cook something for me, okay? Star: Right away.Netizens: That's not the star we know!Scene two: Star falls into a pool when he tries to make a grab for food ingredients.Netizens: That's going down as the star's lowest moment! Screenshot it right now! Miaomiao: It's alright! I'm coming to save you! Walking over to the water, Miaomiao carried the star to the solid ground while carrying the food basket in the other hand.Netizens: Screenshot that! It's a highlight! Miaomiao is a strong female lead boss! Scene three: Children gathering food ingredients in a villageNetizens: The star would definitely tell Miaomiao to hoard. In fact, the star was quietly following Miaomiao, worried that she would get bullied. Netizens: So that's how you really are, Star!

I’m not the type of person who usually falls for scams. I do my research, I ask questions, and I don’t rush into things. But in late 2024, I fell victim to what I thought was a promising cryptocurrency investment. The scammers had professional looking platforms, fake testimonials, even live chat support. It looked like a legitimate trading opportunity. I initially invested a small amount in Bitcoin and saw “returns” in a matter of days. That built my confidence, so I continued investing until I had put in a total of $197,000. That’s when everything changed. My account was suddenly “frozen due to suspicious activity,” and I was told I needed to pay even more to release the funds. I knew I had been scammed. I felt helpless. The money was gone. I contacted the authorities, but with crypto, jurisdiction gets blurry and time is not on your side. That’s when someone referred me to Malice Cyber Recovery. From the very first call, they treated me with respect and urgency. Their team of cybercrime specialists listened to my story in detail, asked the right questions, and immediately began the investigation. They were transparent about the process and gave me realistic expectations but still, I wasn’t prepared for how fast and effective they turned out to be. Within a few weeks, Malice Cyber Recovery managed to trace the digital wallet activity and track down the laundering paths the scammers used. They worked with legal authorities and crypto compliance networks to help freeze the funds that were still in circulation. Through strategic negotiation and solid technical work, they helped me recover a significant portion of the stolen funds something I truly thought was impossible. Thanks to their work, I got back nearly all of what I lost. More than that, I regained peace of mind. I can’t thank Malice Cyber Recovery enough for what they did for me. If you’ve been scammed whether in crypto or any other online fraud don’t give up. This team knows what they’re doing, and they care. They turned what felt like a nightmare into a second chance

In every being, a soul, a spirit, or a core, exists that tethers the consciousness into the solid plain. Witness as how a little spark from who was once a blazing flame, regained what once was lost. "I died and..." grins "...that started my life" What happens when an assassin transmigrated to a cultivation world? They rise through a mountain of corpse to reach the skies. But.... What of an assassin whose enemy turns out to be themselves? A world where magic and cultivation co-exist? People say "Keep moving forward". What if the way forward, is to go back to where she begun?

Catatan : Novel ini adalah novel dengan Gaya Visual Novel Dating simulator yang aku buat 20 tahun lalu untuk project game VN yang akhirnya gak kesampaian. Ceritanya agak kacau, karena dibuat 20 tahun lalu dan agak malas untuk memperbaiki atau melanjutkannya. English version : https://www.webnovel.com/book/32853005108826105 [slow progress] Mr. Bushido: Penegak Kedisiplinan Berhati Beku Sejak kecil, Hayabusa dikenal sebagai anak cengeng dan penakut. Namun, 15 tahun ditempa di sekolah keras di Kyoto yang mengajarkan prinsip Bushido—sebuah kombinasi unik dari Yakuza dan akademi militer—telah mengubahnya total. Kini, ia adalah "Mr. Bushido," seorang pemuda tangguh dengan disiplin baja, ahli bela diri tangan kosong, dan mahir menggunakan berbagai senjata. Kembali ke kehidupan normalnya di SMA kelas 1, Hayabusa tidak lagi sama. Berpasangan dengan Ken, si "Mr. Gunslinger" yang jago menembak, mereka menjadi duo penegak kedisiplinan sekolah yang ditakuti dan dihormati. Dari mengatasi tawuran brutal, menyingkirkan preman sekolah, hingga melindungi teman-teman dari ancaman kriminal berbahaya seperti geng "Twin Blade," tidak ada masalah yang terlalu besar bagi mereka. Namun, di balik citra dingin dan tangguh "Mr. Bushido," tersimpan hati yang terluka dan masa lalu kelam yang membuatnya sulit tersenyum atau tertawa. Mampukah teman-teman di sekelilingnya—termasuk Nanaka yang misterius, Otome yang penuh perhatian, Akane yang memiliki rahasia unik, Emily yang ceria, bahkan Shizuka-sensei yang karismatik—mencairkan hatinya yang beku? Temukan: * Aksi Mendebarkan: Pertarungan intens, misi berbahaya, dan strategi cerdik melawan musuh-musuh sekolah dan dunia bawah tanah. * Bromance Tak Terduga: Dinamika kocak dan solid antara Hayabusa dan Ken yang saling melengkapi. * Sentuhan Romansa Manis: Momen-momen canggung dan menggemaskan saat Hayabusa berinteraksi dengan para gadis di sekitarnya, menumbuhkan benih-benih cinta yang tak terduga. Pilih route-mu dan saksikan bagaimana Mr. Bushido menemukan cinta sejati: * Nanaka Route: Mengungkap misteri di balik senyum misterius Nanaka dan menembus dinding yang dibangunnya. Apakah rahasianya akan membawa mereka lebih dekat atau menjauh? * Otome Route: Menyaksikan Otome yang menyangkal perasaannya sendiri, bahkan mendorong Hayabusa ke gadis lain, hingga akhirnya Hayabusa menyadari bahwa Otome adalah satu-satunya yang ia inginkan, jauh lebih dari seorang 'kakak'. Akankah cinta tulus mereka mampu menembus keraguan dan ketidakpercayaan? * Akane Route: Memecahkan teka-teki identitas ganda Akane dan membantunya menemukan keseimbangan antara dua sisi dirinya, sambil membangun jembatan romansa yang unik. * Emily Route: Mengatasi perbedaan budaya dan latar belakang, menemukan kebahagiaan dalam keceriaan Emily, dan menghadapi tantangan bersama. * Shizuka-sensei Route: Menjelajahi hubungan terlarang namun penuh gairah antara murid dan guru, menghadapi norma sosial, dan mencari kebahagiaan dalam cinta yang berani. * Misteri dan Intrik: Mengungkap rahasia di balik organisasi kriminal dan masa lalu kelam Hayabusa. * Komedi Ringan: Selipan humor yang membuat cerita tetap segar dan menghibur. Ikuti kisah Hayabusa, si "Mr. Bushido," dalam perjalanannya menyeimbangkan tugasnya sebagai penegak keadilan, menghadapi tantangan hidup, dan perlahan-lahan menemukan kembali kehangatan dalam persahabatan dan cinta. Apakah ia akan bisa tersenyum dan tertawa lagi? Baca sekarang untuk mencari tahu!

this is the story about a young man who is determined to get the seven rings which can fulfill any one wish. thousands of years ago, someone made a crystal that could fulfil a person's wish. but only one wish was to be fulfilled. for that purpose, the war began, nations ruined, everyone was filled with greed of having that crystal. so, for the welfare of humans and other races, the creator of that crystal divided it into many pieces and scattered them all over the world. from then on, whoever finds all the peices and joined them together, gets their wish to be true. Alec Lukehart, a young swordsman who goes to this crazy adventure of finding these rings. Along with his new friends on this dangerous and full of surprises, wholesome journey.

Always underestimated and looked down upon by others, Ji Feng’s life was anything but easy. But everything changed the day he stumbled upon a mysterious, futuristic technology—far more advanced than anything known to mankind. With this hidden power, Ji Feng awakens incredible abilities. His eyes gain X-ray vision, allowing him to see through solid rock and uncover priceless jade stones hidden within. Armed with this unbelievable tech, Ji Feng begins to rewrite his destiny. Whether in business, combat, or survival, he starts doing what no one else dares to dream of. From being ignored to becoming unstoppable—this is the rise of a true legend.

Your spiritual life deserves to be built on something more solid than hope. Vikram thought he had found it — his path, his purpose, his peace. Years of unwavering devotion, tireless rituals, and heartfelt surrender to his guru had become the foundation of his life. Until it all collapsed. One shattering discovery. A guru exposed. And the silence he once called peace shattered into a storm of questions — raw, relentless, echoing through every corner of his soul: Who can I trust? What is real? Am I just another fooled believer? As his world crumbles, Vikram is thrust into the most dangerous territory of all — his own mind. In a world crowded with self-proclaimed masters, seductive philosophies, and spiritual shortcuts, how does a seeker find clarity? That’s when he meets Babaji — not with fanfare or mystical theatrics, but beneath an old banyan tree, with stillness deeper than words. Their meeting is not a miracle. It is a method. And that method is called Śraddhā. Not blind faith. Not passive hope. But the kind of knowing that stands up to scrutiny, that grows stronger under questioning, that honors doubt as a doorway rather than a danger. Through Vikram’s raw, intimate journey, you’ll walk the razor’s edge — between deception and discernment, belief and betrayal, silence and certainty. Layer by layer, you'll witness how ancient Vedic epistemology — time-tested, rational, and astonishingly relevant — transforms a broken believer into a seeker of truth who cannot be shaken. This is not just a story. It’s an invitation. For every soul who’s ever wondered: What if my family traditions are hollow? Why do spiritual truths contradict each other? Can truth be verified without abandoning my heart? What if doubt is sacred too? “I was Vikram,” the author confesses. If you’re done with the noise... If you’re hungry for the real... If you’re ready to verify, not just believe... Then your journey begins here.