Skyrim Ragged Flagon

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)

In the realm of the divine, ascension to godhood is a perilous journey, requiring immense strength and endurance. Rufus, a mere mortal from a world in shambles, seems the most unlikely candidate to achieve such a feat. But fate has a way of intervening in the lives of the unsuspecting. Follow Rufus on his epic odyssey as he forges his own pantheon, traverses through the vast expanse of the universe, encounters friends and foes alike, battles against nightmarish creatures, and ultimately transcends into divinity. . . . . . And if you seek to witness such tales of heroism and divinity, do not hesitate to visit my Instagram page @alexanderca0, where you will find AI-designed concept art and maps of fantastical worlds.

Waking up in a strange world, Judith found herself in the middle of a desert, in chains and in rags. At first she assumed she was being trafficked, but soon after, she realized she was somehow in the fantasy world of her favourite novel. A fantasy world in which humans lived on a planet sized titan, bonded with mythical creatures to gain powers and went through insane climate conditions due to the titan periodically moving closer to its version of the sun. These were just the surface level of this world, because one of the reasons Judith fell in love with fantasy world, was because of its complex ecosystem, simple but well thought out power system, riveting political battles and incredibly endearing characters. Finding herself in this world, Judith didn't know what to feel. But thinking back on her old world, the pain and struggles she had gone through and the losses she experienced, it was a no brainer to prefer this world. And even better, this was a world in which she knew better than the back of her hand. So if one thing was for certain, she was going to use her knowledge to make this world hers. With this determination, Judith set out to carve a life out in this world, and succeed where she had failed in her previous one. ... At least that was the plan, but as it turns how, the person responsible for sending her to this world, was not doing it out of the kindness of her heart, but aimed to use her. Sun Qi sent Judith to this world to be a sacrifice, so she could gain the power she needed to save herself from a curse that would end her life. But disagreeing with this, Sun Qi's brother Wukong went into this world, in order to stop Judith and send her back to her original home. Unfortunately, things don't pan out as Wukong had initially thought. When he finds out that sacrificing Judith may be the only way to save his sister. But doing so would go against everything he stood for. Wukong will have to decide what is important to him, as he watches the events of this world unravel and in turn shape him. -------------- Author here, this novel will be very loosely based on the titular character Sun Wukong.

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life. But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain! This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King. —————————— In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated! An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan! There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus. Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight. There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will Rosé find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

Warning: {Matured content} Before I knew it, he lifted me, setting me on his lap. I tried to move away, but his hold was firm. My pulse quickened as I felt his hands slowly move around my waist. The breath I took next was shaky. "Is that your heart beating so fast, little mouse?" Tristan whispered. "Are you nervous?" His fingers slid downward to my inner thighs, and I held my breath. Heat seeped through my veins, causing an ache between my thighs. I sucked in a gasp as his nails dragged over the heat of my inner thighs. I slowly closed my eyes, leaning back into him. Cool air kissed between my legs. "Say it aloud," he murmured. His face was inches from mine, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. "What?" I asked, my breath ragged. "I know you want me inside you. Say it." .... Cover image belongs to me.

Yuki an ordinary office worker who had nothing but hardship and suffering in her. One day she get reincarnated into another not the one of the novels she's gets reincarnated into a totally different world will she able change her live or will she suffer just like she did in her previous life

Jack Alfonso wasn’t born into a life of poverty. He was borninto a gilded cage, a prison of wealth and expectation wherehis own desires were suffocated beneath the weight of hisfamily’s legacy. He escaped, not with riches, but with aburning resentment and a meager amount of cash – enoughfor a small grocery store in the vibrant, yet treacherous,Inchoate City. What he didn't know was that his first salewould ignite a system unlike any other, a LitRPG-stylereality bender known as the "Hundred Times IncomeMultiplier." Every legitimate dollar earned would beamplified a hundredfold, showering him with instant wealth,luxury beyond his wildest dreams, and the attention of bothallies and enemies. This isn’t your typical rags-to-richesstory; it's a twisted fairytale where the prince isn't charmingand the happily ever after is replaced by a relentless pursuitof revenge. Guided by a cryptic AI named Angel, Jacknavigates the complex rules of the system, expands hisbusiness empire, and plots his elaborate campaign against hisfamily. But the system isn’t just a path to wealth; it’s adouble-edged sword, constantly testing his limits and forcinghim to make morally ambiguous choices. Prepare yourselffor a whirlwind of high-speed chases, business deals gonewrong, and encounters with the city's enigmatic underworld.The stakes are high, the consequences are severe, and thepath to vengeance is paved with luxury and a whole lot ofdanger. This is Jack Alfonso’s story; a story of ambition,betrayal, and the intoxicating power of a system that canmake or break you in the blink of an eye.

Even though Ophelia knew that she was a sacrificial bride for a marriage alliance to a strange kingdom and that her husband to be was an arrogant maniac king, she had still agreed to the marriage with her own agenda in mind. If only she had not been in her haste to resolve her issues and had thought about it carefully, she would not have agreed and by the time she did she realised that there was no going back. Afraid that the werewolf king would take revenge on them for the assassination attempt on him.The elders of Alkal had called a meeting to find a solution to the pending doom. During the meeting, the Werewolf king barged in and demanded they let him take Ophelia as his bride. That was just the solution they needed and the king had suggested it himself so they were happy to oblige. No one thought carefully as to why the Alpha king of a faraway kingdom would know of a young woman called Ophelia. Many years later, when they realised that they had been played, it was too late to change things. Nicklaus who was destined from birth to be an heartless and mateless king, had his destiny changed after a near death assassination. Not only did he not die, he had also found his mate and she was the one in a millinia Ultimate Luna. The first among human... He would spent his whole life doting on her Excerpt... "You must be new here. Are you alone?" The animal: .... Looking carefully around, she concluded that the animal was indeed alone, then she said "Were you abandoned?" "...." "Strange, you look strange. I've never seen an animal like you before" "grwwwwl" "oh! you are hurt. Let's threat your wounds" She moved to touch the animal but just as she was about to reach it, she withdrew her hand thinking that the animal might be scared. "I want to threat your wounds so I'll need to carry you. Are you okay with it?" "grwwwwl" "Okay, then I'll carry you now" she carried it and placed it on her lap. She then pulled a small pouch out of her dress brought out some metal bottles, cleaned and dressed the wounds. The animal looked comical after bandages had been plastered on different parts of it's body it looked like a pet wearing rags. By the time she was done. The animal had fallen asleep. She decided to take the little animal to her play house under a tree and hide it there. She would check on it everyday giving it food and water until one day she came one day and it was gone. She had searched for it and gave up after a few days. She was saddened about the animal and began to cry.... Amidst her tears, she was the silhouette of the animal changing form until it became a huge werewolf with bright red eyes. It walked out of the dark shadows towards her. She stood there looking at the werewolf coming walking towards her, she didn't feel fear. Instead, she was happy to see her pet again, eventhough he was a werewolf, she didn't mind as long as he was back home. She ran into his arms and hugged him.

For Jamie Vayne, life could be better, but he’s not complaining. His career as a musician might not be on the fast track, and he still has to work to earn a paycheck, but his following on a particular platform for the naughty eye in search of the sexy guy is on the rise, and his hookup success nears one hundred percent in terms of both sides’ satisfaction. Life is far from a straight line, and certain enticing curves are to be expected. Less expected is having a curve ball thrown at him by no other than the Sunny Hill gossip rag, Xpress. A weirdo who loves dressing up now follows him around, ruining his chances to score, and the next thing he knows, his failures are displayed in bold letters for all the campus’s entertainment. Jamie loves a challenge. He’ll catch Xpress, and when he does... That’s what this story is about.

In a world where omegas are at the top of the social hierarchy, Lee Jiyeon, a female chef from the 21st century, finds herself transmigrated into the body of a poor Alpha girl in a world ruled by omegaverse dynamics. Upon awakening, Jiyeon discovers she has not only inherited the Alpha body but also a marriage contract with the tyrant Yura, making matters more complicated. In this new world, Jiyeon's culinary skills are not just a passion but a valuable asset. She gains a Culinary System that helps her rise from rags to riches.

Those that serve the mistress of Night are known as Nightingales. Thievery, cunning, and ambition are characteristics that make up any Nightingale. Born into the guild and raised to steal and cut throats, Rava is the best weapon in the arsenal of Nocturnal, too bad his talents are wasted being a glorified bouncer. Now with his chance to truly live life for himself, he might decide he's not too keen on continued existence in the infinite void after death Neither Skyrim nor the art is mine, and I claim no ownership. (if asked I will remove it)

So to begin, this is technically a skyrim fanfic. Why isn't it in the fan-fics then? Simple! It's based on a game and I don't feel that counts as a fan-fic. Second, I've read like a few skyrim stories here lately. I liked them, as a bethesda fan boy... Well, now I need to take a crack at it. I literally start a new game of skyrim every new year. Its my tradition, so I felt I had to do this. If its bad, ah well. If its good, GREAT! Overall though, I feel we need more skyrim based stories or fan-fics. It has the perfect setting for the transmigration genre. Now read at your own risk.

"Once upon a time..." "There was a young man named Fionn." "He was the king of the Hyperboreans, a civilization that thrived in the distant north of the world, where peace and harmony reigned beneath skies of eternal frost." "One day, during one of his habitual walks beyond the walls of his grand, crystalline castle, Fionn heard a peculiar sound—a sharp squealing that pierced the stillness of the white forest surrounding his domain." "Startled and alert, he gripped the hilt of his regal sword and followed the noise, his boots crunching softly over snow-dusted leaves. As he pushed through the pale foliage, the source of the sound revealed itself—a girl, cornered by a thur." "The creature was monstrous, towering over both the girl and Fionn himself. Its thick, gnarled skin was the color of ash, mottled with scars and patches of coarse, dark hair. A pair of jagged tusks jutted from its wide, snarling mouth, and its eyes glowed faintly, like embers in a dying fire. Long, sinewy arms ended in clawed hands that could snap trees like twigs, and its breath came out in ragged, steaming huffs, filling the air with a stench of decay." "The thur growled, advancing on the girl with a lumbering gait, its massive frame causing the ground to tremble faintly beneath its weight. Every instinct in Fionn's body screamed at him to flee, but he stood firm." "Drawing his sword in one fluid motion, the king lunged forward. With a single, decisive strike, he felled the monster, its roar silenced as it collapsed into the snow." "-Are you all right?- Fionn asked, his voice steady but gentle as he turned toward the girl." "But she didn't respond. She didn't even look at him." "Fionn frowned, puzzled by her silence. Perhaps she was too shaken by the attack to speak, he thought. Yet, something else caught his attention—something even more peculiar." "Her skin. It wasn't the pale, snowy white of the Hyperboreans. It was... pink. A soft, warm hue unlike anything he had ever seen." "-Ehm... I know this might sound a little inappropriate, but... where are you from? You don't look like anyone from here,- Fionn ventured cautiously, hoping for a reply. But still, she said nothing." "-Wait!- He suddenly realized, his eyes widening. -Could it be that you don't understand me?-" "If she didn't respond because she didn't know his language, then she couldn't be from Hyperborea—or even anywhere nearby. But where else could she be from? Beyond Hyperborea, there was only the vast, unending sea... wasn't there?" "-Could it be that she's from one of the other Nine Worl—- Fionn's thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the girl rose to her feet." "She stepped closer to him, her movements deliberate but strange, her expression unreadable. She—Oh!" ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ ~Ronf~ "Looks like Artair is already asleep..." The mother lowered the book gently, a warm smile on her lips as she gazed at her son's peaceful face. "He must have played a lot today. I usually read him more of the story before he falls asleep..." Leaning over, she placed a soft kiss on his forehead. "Good night, my little Artair." With a quiet sigh, she tucked the blanket around him even more snugly than before, then rose from the bedside. Extinguishing the torch that lit his room, she left, closing the door behind her with care. In the dim stillness of the house, she paused, looking out through the small window at the darkened village. Her thoughts turned inward as she whispered to herself: "I hope, at least, that you'll be able to live a life free from war..."

In a world where Modern World meets Fantasy, a rag-tag team of a rockstar elf, a serious changeling cop and a human rookie detective work together to solve Mahika's Mysteries!

#completed!!! As Sophia lay beneath Ragnar, she watched in awe as a primal energy surged through him. Ragnar's body trembled, his muscles tensing and freezing in place, as the runes coursing through him glowed with an intense crimson hue. It was as if a vibrant river of power flowed within him, originating from his heart and branching out to every inch of his being. His nails elongated and sharpened, while his canines protruded from his pristine row of teeth, revealing his primal nature. Ragnar's body quivered as the remnants of the ancient entity receded. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a mix of relief and anguish. "Ragnar...," Sophia's voice trembled as she called out Ragnar's name. Ragnar startled, slowly opening his eyes. His irises slitted, elongating like those of a reptile. The orbs mirrored Ymat's, an exact reflection of his dragon's eyes. Sophia's jaw dropped in astonishment. So, this was the birth defect he had concealed all this time. ~~~ #completed #war #kingdombuilding #loveaftermarriage #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #princess #diplomacy #heartwarming “All is fair in love and war” Prince Ragnar Clementine, suddenly appointed Lady Sophia Mary, the leader of mystical healer clan, to be his war prize after protecting Cescil Kingdom. However, Sophia had already been married to her husband of three years, Sir Arthur George, though they had yet to have a child. Yet, deep within Sophia's core, a hunger for Ragnar grew, a hunger that consumed her body and soul. In a world where duty and passion collide, will they succumb to the depths of their hunger or find the way to resist? ~~~ WARNING: - THE COVER BOOK IS COMMISSIONED - READ THE HASHTAG!!! - Slow burn type love story - Not smut centered story! - Mature contents and R18+ explicit in later chapters, approximately chapter 60 above. - I give warning at the beginning of chapters! ~ ~ ~ other works: - Sequel: Undressed by the half beast King #completed - Wolfdale: Blood of The Moon - Mafia Princess: Raised by Wolves - The Man of My Bitterest Lesson #completed

Ji Taiyang has nothing to lose except the rags on his back. Life's been extremely hard on him so the point where death becomes a paradise. Just when it couldn't get any worse, fate, cruel as always was against him and shattered his road of cultivation before he even had the chance to step on it. But the heavens saw his misfortune and that curse became a gift, setting him on his own path to the unknown. A journey shrouded in mystery with a mist which blinds even the heavens. A path leading him to the truth about himself and the world.

In a World where the Rich in power rules and makes decisions, a lowly poor Man who has no power and money like me has no say in anything. And of course I have nobody, people would always want to be on the good side of the Rich, but I don't give a Damn. I was supposed to be on that throne as the only surviving successor, but Eguapo my wicked uncle, forcefully took it from me. Am sure he was the one that poisoned my parents and my two brothers, through the maids, I was lucky I didn't eat with them, if not my father's Lineage could have been wiped out from the surface of the earth. My uncle forcefully took the woman I ever loved from me, I wouldn't know if he bought her over with money, or he used his dark charms on her, that Made Anna the woman i used to love now sees me as a filthy rag. But that's not the case because Love don't bother me anymore. I must take what rightfully belongs to me from my uncle. The pains he caused me , I will give it to him a thousand folds. However, Everything changed when I got transmigrated into another world which has existed thousands of years ago, a realm where I exuded supernatural powers and had a Wolf as my divine beast. To my surprise My uncle Eguapo was there too, but My parents and my two brothers were not there. Seeing Eguapo in that realm, nothing seems to change, because my revenge must go on. "Wondering the name of the Speaker (the male lead)? Will He finally get what rightfully belongs to him and take down his wicked uncle? And Will he eventually find true love?Read the story to find out now. PS this is the third book am writing on Web novel, I participated in the WPC contest, I know I joined late, but I wouldn't have had the courage to join without your support. Please come and support this book. Beyond Power, Money And Love Crisis will Hook you from the first chapter, Y'all will enjoy this story. BTW, I think I gave out too many information in the Synopsis, LoL. Happy Reading!

“If you are going to work with me, you have to stop wearing rags because you will be spotted with me on red carpet events, and you will have to move into my apartment and I have got a list of rules and regulations that you have to follow," Lin Yan said in a voice that is as low as it was arrogant. “I despise him; he is like a thorn in my flesh; he is arrogant, selfish, rude, and doesn't respect the opinions of others; how dare he tell me I am wearing rags,” Meiling complained to Yu Weiqing “Chen Lin Yan, known by the alias “Michael” is a big shot model, dancer, and artist who won Oscars for having the most handsome face in the world two years round, and who had only ever loved one person in his life until he gets betrayed and vowed never to love again. But he was shocked when he found himself getting attached to his annoying personal assistant, whom he viewed as a pest and mostly despised because of her poor hygiene. So, he plans to ignore his feelings for her. But all this changed when he was at his lowest and she was the only one who refused to leave his side despite how hard he pushed her away. But is love enough to bridge the gap between a superstar CEO and his lowly assistant? Meiling despises LinYan with every fiber of her being and only agrees to work for him because of the paying benefits, so she puts up with his tantrums and tempers. Then she started getting close to him, and she realized that he was kind-hearted and warm but didn't want people to get close because he had been hurt. Will Meiling be able to break through the barrier of Michael's heart, or will she forever be in the shadows of his first love?

Luck shined on Casper when he got married to the daughter of a billionaire named, Layla. The miserable life he's been living for a long time ended. He got to enjoy wealth and affluence, but it was short-lived. His wife fell out of love with him, and his miserable life returned. ..To make matters worse, he started working as a servant in his wife's house. It finally got to the point when he was kicked out of the house. And at that moment, Casper thought that was the end for him 'cause he was poor and there was almost nothing in his bank account. Not until he got... [Ding!] [The Wealth System is at your service] [With this system, you shall acquire all the wealth and affluence you didn't get to acquire in your 27 years of coming to this world] [With this system, you shall rise to the top] Yes, he received a system. And with this system, he'd rise from nothing to something. He'd rise from rags to riches, he'd acquire a lot of wealth and affluence. He'd rise to the top. ..Follow him through his journey. _________ Disclaimer: Because the title says 'I Rose From Rags To Riches After Receiving The Wealth System' doesn't mean he became filthy rich immediately after receiving the system. It was a gradual process to the top. The system would be introduced in chapters 3-4, be patient. Support this book if you find it interesting.

From Riches to Realms ------ Strange events had begun to unfold:missing children, vanishing women, and widowed husbands—all while bodies disappeared without a trace. But worst of all— whispers around of the dead walking among the living. They said dead men tell no tales—until you force them silent. ....... Marie Antoine Lisette, or Liz as she preferred, never thought her life would spiral from riches to rags. She thought her future was set: a husband on the way, with gold, silver, pearls, lands, mansions, manors, and accounts she could scarcely keep track of. She had it all. But one fateful day, everything changed. Her head spun, her legs buckled, and then—darkness enveloped her. When she finally awakened, a circle of concerned faces surrounded her (her body) —friends and family, all eager for her recovery. Yet something felt amiss. When the prince arrived, Liz gushed, blushed, and her lips pursed as she shyly batted it at the prince. (Liz: Ew...) (???: So, you do like the prince) (Liz: What prince? Who?) As Liz opened her eyes again, a spiders crept through the damp wall. Her luxurious clothes had vanished, replaced by rags, and her hair lay matted and dirty. "A prison cell," she thought. Her voice quivered on the brink of tears, "My luxurious life." (???: About the prince...) "What could he possibly have to complain about?” she snarked. "..." When your world unravels in the most bewildering ways, do you ignore it or seek the truth? And when those answers come, will you accept them, or will they shatter everything you believe? **Presenting Liz, the first novel of yours truly for fun.** Follow her on her journey—a thrilling quest where adventure and budding romance await amidst danger and mystery. ----‐---‐--‐------‐--------‐-‐--‐------------------------ Cover from: ChatGpt **and, a word, from the author. a bit of support is always welcome if I should continue this or not. Of course, I did this for fun but, a little motivation is nice and even reviews or a little well-intended criticism is good.***

**The Cliché: Rags to Riches** In a world where power is the ultimate currency, Alan, a clever young man with some formal education but few prospects, is thrust into a dangerous game of ambition and survival. When a mysterious old woman pushes him toward an unexpected opportunity, Alan finds himself working for John Hues, a ruthless and calculating business tycoon. But this sudden rise isn’t a stroke of luck—it’s part of a twisted plan. As Alan ascends the ranks of John's empire, he uncovers dark secrets about the Hues and Williams families, the very people tied to his tragic past. Fueled by revenge, Alan quietly plots to dismantle everything John holds dear, while navigating a world of corporate power plays, manipulation, and betrayal. Can Alan outsmart a man who thrives on control, or will he become just another pawn in a high-stakes game where trust is a luxury and deception reigns? *The Cliché: Rags to Riches* is a gripping tale of ambition, manipulation, and the cost of revenge, where every move could tip the balance of power.

Tale of a family who rises up from rags to riches.A story of a father who against all the difficulties raises to protect and prospect the family. Mc is an Transmigrated person who happens to have unlocked his cheat. Traveling to the fantasy world, when Leiter was in his forties, he finally became a little nobleman – the lord of Young Eagle Town. Only then did he discover that he also had golden fingers. Looking at the two options of [Text Simulation] and [Real Simulation], Leiter hesitated to choose [Real Simulation]. [Do you want to enable real simulation? Every simulated day consumes 5 destiny points. 】 “yes” … [The real simulation is over, please choose an attribute you want to keep. 】 【1. Constitution】 【2. Dou Qi】 【3. Mental power】 Fantasy simulation, lord farming, family growth, more exciting, please watch!

Synopsis He is a nightmare born from daydream. She is madness in a pretty package. “The more I ignore you, the more you adore me? I don’t love you.” Gabriella stared at the man before her and she could help but admit that he was every woman’s wet dream. “ I have enough love for us to share.” A smirk appeared on Alessandro’s face as he slowly leaned closer to her until there was a few inches between their lips. Seeing him so close to her, she struggled to cover her dismay about his boldness. Gabriella swallowed hard. “Stay away from me.” He could see the pulse beating in her throat, he could see the tiny fleck of fear and nervousness. Without thinking, he covered her mouth with his and for an instant, she yielded to his hunger, she responded as if all the past disagreement they had meant nothing. He had expected resistance, anticipated ice. Instead he got fire, and it scorched through his blood, his only thought was tangling in the sheets with her.. Gabriella jerked her mouth away and slapped him hard. “Don’t ever touch me again.” Silvers of ice rose in her gaze as she shot him a glare that should have sliced him to the bone before walking away- then broke into a run as adrenaline filled her vein. She had just slapped Alessandro Romano, the most powerful man in the country. Alessandro watched her go, feeling ragged and edgy with desire. “You won’t get away from me, Wildcat.” * He was the boss of the underworld. At the sight of his mask and gun, everyone trembled. No one wanted to be his enemy. The man had developed two hundred and sixty torturing methods and he could do all of this without batting an eye, he doesn’t give empty threats. He was a monster. A monster that should never be angered or he would become your worst nightmare. When she was born, the devil exclaimed 'Oh shit! Competition.’ She could be sweet as sugar, cold as ice but if you hurt her, she would show you things worse than death. Some days she could be as meek as a dove, other days, she’s a bitch that you should not cross or the even the devil will weep on your behalf. He was Alessandro Romano, a powerful man to the public and Maschera, a masked mafia king in the underworld. He was used to taking what he wanted. Born to lead a powerful mafia family, he was not in the habit of asking for permission—or forgiveness. Willing to cross any boundary when it came to possessing what he considered to be his, Alessandro knew Gabriella was meant for him from the moment he laid eyes on her. She is Gabriella D’ Angelo, a not so simple girl. Alessandro finds himself instantly attracted to Gabriella as she matched his fire and is the only one fit to be his queen. She is out to get revenge for something relating to her past, irrespective of the cost and isn’t ready for any committed relationship. Their paths crossed and Alessandro is not willing to give up while Gabriella is defiant. Sparks fly and causes a collision followed by an explosion and what started off as a contract relationship would create a love that could stand the test of time. Would Gabriella’s revenge plan jeopardize the blooming love that they share? Would she be able to adapt to the dark side of her lover and rule alongside him?

Gu Xiaor's body trembled as she was pushed onto the luxurious bed. The silk sheets beneath her felt cold, sending a chill down her spine. She knew, from tonight on, her fate was no longer hers to control. Li Juefeng's gaze was cold and predatory, his hands moved over her skin like fire, igniting a shiver in every nerve of her body. "Gu Xiaor, from now on, you belong to me," his deep voice whispered in her ear, a command laced with undeniable dominance. His strong body pressed down on hers, filling the entire space with his overwhelming presence. She bit down hard on her lip, tears slipping uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes. She knew there was no escape from this cruel deal. With her family in shambles and debts piling up, this was her only way out. She had to give herself to this ruthless man. Li Juefeng had no trace of mercy. His every move was filled with wild possessiveness, as if he intended to destroy her soul completely. Her legs were forcibly spread, the coldness of the room contrasting with the heat of his touch. His hands gripped her waist tightly, and his body invaded her without hesitation. Each thrust brought waves of pain and humiliation, searing into her every fiber. Gu Xiaor tried to remain silent, suppressing the urge to cry out, but her body betrayed her. With each forceful movement, her heart raced faster, her breath growing shallow. The sharp pain gradually dulled into numbness, but it was the feeling of helplessness that truly overwhelmed her. She clenched her eyes shut, trying to escape from this degrading moment, but deep inside, an emotion she couldn’t explain began to burn—something that frightened her even more. Li Juefeng grew fiercer with every movement, his sweat dripping onto her skin like burning embers. She dug her nails into his back, desperate to grasp even the faintest illusion of security. But in her heart, she knew—this wasn’t love. It was just a deal, and she was nothing more than a tool for his satisfaction. When he finally reached his climax, Gu Xiaor felt her heart shatter completely. Staring blankly at the ceiling, her vision blurred by tears, the world seemed to stop. She knew, in that moment, she had lost herself. Li Juefeng collapsed beside her, his breathing heavy, his face buried in her neck. Neither of them spoke; only the sound of their ragged breathing filled the room. Gu Xiaor’s mind was in turmoil, torn between agony and confusion. She had no idea if she could ever escape the abyss of love and hate that now bound them. And these 33 days of emotional torment were just the beginning of their tangled fate…

Antonio grew up in an orphanage , often bullied by older boys and dismissed by society for being “nobody.” After leaving on the streets he meets Lisa—she traps him with a contract marriage using him to get what she wants while offering him two thing in return—food in his stomach and a roof over his head. Helpless Antonio takes her offer facing more humiliation and condemnation from high socialists. His life takes a turn when an annual gala which he attends leads him to a stunning revelation that changes everything: his biological father, a powerful and wealthy man, had been searching for him for years. Unknown to Antonio , he was the heir to a billion-dollar empire. With his newfound fortune, Antonio rises to wealth and power with revenge in his heart. As he navigates through the world of the high society, he faces new enemies and discovers dark secrets about his empire.

Qiqi, a young beggar, reincarnated. She returned to her four-and-a-half years old self on the night before she was beaten into a fool. Eggie, the arrogant system that brought her here, wrapped her up in a piece of cloth. Their journey from rags to riches began. Ever since Qiqi returned, the poorest village in a ten-mile radius, Taoxi Village, began to prosper. The barren land became fertile, the crop yield increased significantly, and the villagers no longer fell sick as much. Seeing how big houses were being built in Taoxi Village, her former parents showed up and wanted to take her home. The female entrepreneur who freeloaded at Qiqi's house and refused to leave sneered. "I haven't even made you pay for kidnapping my daughter back then. How dare you show up? Surely, you have a death wish!" Qiqi's rich guardian, who refused to leave her, glared daggers at them. "You don't deserve to have any connection to my daughter!" *** The rebellious and bad-tempered crown prince of Jing City, Xiao Li, was feared by all. After a car accident, he began having nightmares. In his nightmares, he turned into some freaky system! Xiao Li was furious. Later on, countless people personally witnessed the crown prince, who had always hated women, pulling a young lady into his arms during a high-class cocktail party in Jing City. His eyes filled with tears as he spoke. "You're here."The young lady stammered, "I-Is that you, E-Eggie?"The man froze for a moment. He clenched his jaw and chuckled in a sinister manner. "I am your man!"

From different worlds, they found love that defied boundaries. But as passion grows, secrets and lies threaten to tear them apart. Can their love overcome the darkness of their pasts? Or will the weight of deceit crush their future? A heart-wrenching tale of love, secrets, and redemption.

Simione needed to become a mistress. Not just another rich man's mistress, but M Conglomerate's President, Hawk Monsanto's. Truth was, the young billionaire does not interest Simione of any sort nor was his very attractive gorgeous looks concerned her. She just needed him for one thing, his fiancée Feather Han, owed her big time and that ballerina bitch had to pay with the most precious thing Simione desired, her broken heart. Hawk Monsanto rose to the top for one reason; he wanted to be the perfect match for the Han Scintillait's heiress. When he thought it was the right time to get what his heart desired, he willingly bleeds millions just to arrange a wedding engagement. However, whether it was work of fate or work of an evil seductress, he stumbled upon a rare beauty that he cannot set his eyes off. And before his money and rationality could ever warn him, Hawk had fallen into something his billions cannot buy. *** "Who are you?" Hawk managed to ask between his ragged breath. "That depends on who you want me to be," The girl uttered and for the first time, Hawk saw her upturned honey-colored eyes. Looking into it was like drowning yourself into something magical, something hypnotizing and very much irresistible that when the girl tiptoed to meet his lips, he willingly lowered his head to welcome her. And he was right there, opening his mouth for her—warm and wet—giving everything he must give and was kissing her back with equal ardor. The girl wrapped her arms around his neck, and he responded by pressing the girl's body closer, the fiancee forgotten. However, when Hawk was at the point of wanting more, the girl pulled away and Hawk opened his eyes bewildered onto her sudden retreat. He was gasping for air and would very much like to pull her back to finish the bliss she had started. But she only smiled at him, feeling very empowered by the fact that the M Conglomerate's President had already fallen into her trap. "What's the matter?" He asked, confused as to what made her stop. "Nothing," Her smile widened a little more, making her face bright and goddess-like and Hawk became more defenseless with that. "It's just that I only want you to have a free taste. The next of course comes with a big price"

【Light Version Synopsis】 Born into poverty, orphaned, and abandoned by his pretty fiancee, our protagonist seems ripe for a standard rags-to-riches story. But fate takes a turn when his fiancee suddenly changes her mind: "I'm not calling off the engagement! And I'll cover all living expenses while we live together!" With nothing to lose, he agrees. But something seems off about his fiancee after one night together... ———————— 【Serious Version Synopsis】 As demons wreak havoc across the continent of Divine Land, humanity retreats to sprawling metropolises, barely clinging to survival amidst rising discord. From north to south, divisions deepen; noble houses and imperial factions clash incessantly; the common folk suffer under oppression; and roving bands of rebels bide their time, ready to upheave the fragile order at a moment's notice. Describing this human world in two words? Utter chaos, a quagmire. Transmigrated into this world, the frail youth Cheng Jinyang sets two modest goals for himself: 1. To regain his health through physical training. 2. To become stronger! (Note: As the title suggests, all the heroines in this novel are not quite 'Normal'.) ============ Translation Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. I am solely responsible for the translation efforts. If you like the novel, please help me by giving a review and power stones. This series is currently being hosted on Hiraethtranslation. For advanced chapters : https://hiraethtranslation.com/novel/girl-theres-something-wrong-with-you/