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Eternal Love on the Soundtrack

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Deyana Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he strummed his guitar when he and his rock band, "Celestia", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Deyana. She’s chaos embodied—not at all his type—but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. Together they fight to defeat the world's most evil demons in human skin. In a battle against corruption, darkness, and the monsters lurking beneath the surface, Deyana and Alexei are forced to face the unthinkable. But while they fight side by side, Alexei has no idea that he’s become her greatest obsession—the one person who dominates her every thought, even as she hides it beneath a mask of indifference. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you. Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 169 Views

His Maddest Craving

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Aurelia Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he played his guitar when he and his rock band, "Zeveira", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Aurelia. She’s chaos embodied, not his type, but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. All along, she doesn’t even know that she’s his frustration, his fascination - and he's been craving this amount of fun for his entire life. She's his maddest craving. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you! Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 4.6K Views

Phantom Warfare

In the aftermath of Shadows Protocol, the world remains a perilous landscape of covert missions, political intrigues, and underground conflicts. As tensions between nations escalate, Pakistan’s elite intelligence team, led by the seasoned agent Zayan Malik, faces their greatest challenge yet—a rescue mission fraught with deception, betrayal, and unexpected alliances. It all begins with the sudden and mysterious disappearance of Zayan during a crucial mission in Lebanon. Tasked with intercepting and dismantling joint Israeli and Indian covert operations, the mission ends in catastrophe. A massive explosion rocks the target area, and Zayan is presumed dead, caught in the blast. His team—comprising Ubaid, Irfan, Kashif, and Captain Rizwan—finds themselves reeling from the loss of their leader, grappling with grief, doubt, and a profound sense of betrayal. The mission, which had seemed straightforward, now hangs over them as an unsolved mystery. Ten days pass in an agonizing blur of mourning and frustration until Aaliya, the team’s brilliant intelligence specialist, intercepts a cryptic communication hinting that Zayan might still be alive, held captive in Israel. The faint hope reignites the team’s determination, and Major Hamza, their chief, authorizes a new mission. The stakes are higher than ever as they covertly enter Israel, operating under intense scrutiny and evading a network of traps. However, the trail leads them to nothing—a carefully orchestrated ruse to lure them into enemy territory. Humiliated and disheartened, the team returns home, their trust in the intelligence community shaken, but Aaliya remains unconvinced that this is the end of their search. Months pass with no solid leads until a fragment of intelligence surfaces, pointing towards an oil refinery in the depths of Iraq. The team, though battered by the earlier failure, seizes this opportunity. They gather their equipment, resolve bolstered by the possibility that Zayan might be closer than ever. Major Hamza authorizes the mission, knowing the risks but also understanding that this could be their last chance to save their comrade. The journey to Iraq is fraught with peril, the team navigating hostile terrain, avoiding enemy patrols, and using every trick in their book to remain undetected. Every step they take is a step closer to a potential ambush, but they move with purpose, each of them understanding that this is a mission they cannot afford to fail. The refinery stands in a barren desert, surrounded by armed guards, patrolled by drones, and fortified with defenses. The team moves under the cover of night, taking up positions around the target. Ubaid, Irfan, and Kashif, with the patience of seasoned operatives, wait for the perfect moment to strike. Aaliya monitors the situation from afar, guiding them through the labyrinthine pathways and providing vital surveillance. As dawn approaches, the atmosphere is electric with tension, every sound amplified in the quiet desert night. Suddenly, the operation erupts into a firefight, bullets ricocheting off metal structures and grenades detonating amidst the chaos. The refinery becomes a battlefield, the echoes of gunfire blending with the sounds of the desert. The team pushes forward, cutting through the defenses and leaving a trail of destruction behind them. They know the cost of hesitation—failure means losing Zayan forever, and they are prepared to make any sacrifice necessary. Deep within the refinery’s underground levels, they locate a fortified chamber. The sight inside shocks them—Zayan, their leader, chained and barely conscious, his body bruised and battered from days of captivity. Hope mingles with fury as they realize the true extent of his ordeal. Ubaid, his voice cracking, sends a desperate message back to Major Hamza: "الحمداللہ sir, Zayan is alive and he's with us, but he's badly injured. Mission accomplished."
Emad_Sadiq · 383 Views

Premam Pinjar

Shubbhulakshmi is a character radiating timeless elegance and quiet resilience, beautifully capturing the essence of a young woman in 1920s South India. Growing up in the quaint, fictional village of Pollamipallai, near Madurai, she has lived with her elderly grandparents since she was orphaned at a young age. Now 17, she is known for her grace, soft-spoken nature, and the dreamy look in her eyes—always appearing lost in thoughts that often take her beyond her village's dusty paths to the far-off land where her childhood love, Madhvan Nair, currently resides. Shubbhulakshmi is no ordinary village girl. In a time when expressions of love were bound by society's norms, she dared to keep her feelings alive, albeit in secret. Every night, after her family is fast asleep, she lights a small oil lamp, sits by her wooden window, and pours her heart into a journal she addresses as *Madhvan*. Her journal entries are like letters never sent, chronicling every detail of her day, from her daily chores to quiet musings on the beauty of nature around her, and, of course, her most intimate dreams of Madhvan’s return. Writing to him has become her solace and ritual, as if her words are carried across the miles to London. As her 18th birthday approaches, whispers spread through Pollamipallai: Madhvan Nair is coming back. The entire village buzzes with excitement, but none more than Shubbhulakshmi. Yet, she’s also haunted by a subtle fear—has the Madhvan she knew and loved changed? London is a far cry from their small, conservative village, and the education and worldliness he must have absorbed could have altered him in ways she might not recognize. Will he remember the shy girl he once played with under the village banyan tree? And more importantly, will he still feel the same for her? Shubbhulakshmi’s life is about to shift dramatically with his return. Caught between the innocent love letters in her journal and the reality of the man Madhvan has become, her journey is one of quiet courage, unspoken devotion, and the hope that, perhaps, love can transcend both time and transformation.
19sun20 · 1.2K Views

The Blessed Farm Girl Has a Spatial Pocket

# BLESSING As soon as she opened her eyes, Li Fu’er had not only just been born in a farmhouse in a mountain, but all her luck that she was supposed to have had also been taken away. Her grandmother was a wild savage, and thought of Li Fu’er as an unlucky child. She would beat and scold Li Fu’er every day. Her aunt thought she was an eyesore and added oil to the fire all day long. She treated her as a servant of the family, and was tempted to skin her from time to time. Her cousin was arrogant and was the one who stole her luck away. She even planted evidence to frame Li Fu’er for her near death. Li Fu’er’s father was the only person in the family who wanted to protect her. However, he was incompetent and cowardly, allowing the older three family members to work her to the bone and bully her. A dignified and lucky girl had been treated worse than a dog in that household. *** But now that she was reborn, she would take back everything that belonged to her! With a spatial pocket in her left hand, and medical skills in her right, plus all the luck from Heaven! No one would stop her from doing what she wanted! Those who wanted to hurt her would feel the hurt on themselves! Those who wanted to scheme against her would find it turned against themselves! As for those who were good to her, she would bless them. [The peasant girl who transmigrated into a novel with a lot of luck VS the hidden royalty of the dynasty]
Lost Hustle · 656.3K Views

Commitment With The Devil

{WARNING - MATURE CONTENT} "What is your wish?" Gazing into his violet eyes, I ask. Inside deep down, hopes grow. Please don't be something off the line. I can't handle such things like that. It is against will. "There is a massage I want to try out" Zander voices and takes his hands back. I finally get to escape the tight embrace. "Get in the car. There is a place I know" Turning around, I begin to walk away. Yet, his strong arm holds me back. He forces me to face him. What again? "We are not going out, miss independent" He grins. Alone with the evil smile, I can sense the mess he will cause with requests. "I don't know how to massage" A frown displays across my face. I really don't. He should just walk out of my house. "Who says you have to?" Zander raises his right brow. And I quiet down. No fucking way. "I am the one who is going to massage you... your breasts" The last two words he continues, feel like a lightning striking me in the middle of summer day. I knew this devil would ask for such sensual things! "No. Pick another wish. I am not permitting stuff like that" I instruct. Attempting to shove the man's grip away from my arm. "Don't you recall my statement, darling? You are not allowed to decline either" He brags. Of course, I am aware. But seriously? I have had sex for a few times only in my entire life with all the men I wasted my extra time on. I don't find the contentment in that area. "I am getting impatient, love. Let's commence already" Zander flashes his dimple smile. Picking me up in bridal way which catches me off guard. "Put me down!" With the strength I gained before, I try to get away. But still, he won't let me. "Don't move. Otherwise, I might end up doing much more worse thing than the massage to you" The whisper hushes me down. He is a devil, the type to do as his words. I better remain calm. There will be a chance for me to slip through this situation. Yes, I have to wait. "Good girl..." He grins down at me once I cease struggling. Jerk. His steps enter my bedroom. And he places me on the bed. "Strip now" He orders. His hand already has the oil bottle to begin the massage. He is really quick with everything. What should I do? "Come on, my gorgeous" He whines like a child begging for the sweet candy. "Are you certain this is only a massage?" I shoot a slight glare. Maybe it is fine to enjoy this. Also been a long time since I have spent a night with a man. I guess there is nothing to concern to have some fun with this devil. It is not like I can run away. "I would never lie to you" Zander assures. Well, I don't see anything wrong with these wishes. There are no feelings involved as well. I can use him for fun. Right. Think in positive way. "Are you going to observe me take the top off?" Over my query, the man's lips curve up. "Finally..." --------------- Violet Ravena, the fearsome mafia leader, was poisoned by her husband and his lover brutally. It turned out he had been planning to possess her belongings since the very beginning. Till the last breath, she wished for second chance, to avenge her husband who used her love. Soon, the desire was fulfilled by a flirty devil, Zander Gavril, who offered a contract out of interest. In return, she had to satisfy his one wish every day as he helped her accomplish the goal to venge the husband, Damian and his mistress, Nesta. [The story is written in characters' point of view for your information. In view of the fact that english is not my first language, there could be errors. If there were several mistakes in the chapters, I deeply apologize for those]
Hera_Cordelia · 101.7K Views

Gacha Sovereign

Alexander Sirius’ life has hit rock bottom, his parents hate him, he lives under the shadow of his genius sister, and even his own girlfriend cheats on him, all this changed when he gets another chance. Transported to Another World? Cultivation World? A Modern World? How about all of them? From countless planets in the Universe, Each planet has its own technology, culture, and civilization. In another world, carrying all the traumas with him, would he manage to reform himself and become the sovereign of his life? [Host has Gacha System] "Okay, what can you do?" [I am a Gacha System, so I only have Gacha] "Only Gacha? How about godly pills or overpower techniques?" [Everything can be acquired with Gacha because Gacha is all you need] "Gacha usually is only a complement for the Main System such as RPG System. You are not useless, right?" [THERE IS NO USELESS SYSTEM, ONLY USELESS HOST] Join this 'Loser" with his 'Useless System' As they start their journey. ******EXTREME CAUTION****** If you are searching for MC with a strong mentality and high intelligence or Independent and Strong Heroines from the start, this is not your thing. This is going to be a 'very slow' pace development in MC Character, the same applies to the Heroines. So rather than Giving bad reviews, I advise you to 'Not' read it rather than complaining about it later Discord: https://discord.gg/yFvfjxRQag --------- Other works: 1. I Can Read People's Comments 2. Oil Tycoon: Let's Find Oil in a Martial World 3. God of Tricksters (Completed) 4. The Magician of Sound (Completed) 5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed) ---------
Fixten · 12.4M Views

Emily's Lunar Reflection

Emily had taken off her gown, and was bare before Charles. No piece of clothing was seen on her. "My family moved to a place I do not know." Her voice was faint, and it was almost like a whisper as she moved closer to him. He took a step backward, but his eyes went all over her body. "I want us to break the mate bond we have together." Her hands touched his chest. "It's important for me to break the bond." To him, breaking the mate bond wasn't the issue. The issue was in the method she wanted to use in breaking the bond. Of course he would have gone ahead with it as his eyes were too busy outlining her body. He was simply putting up an hesitation just so he wouldn't seem cheap to her. She poured a can of oil on her body, rubbing it all over her breasts, and down to the line between her legs. "Do we really need sex for this?" His curiosity led him to ask. "Yes." She nodded multiple times, sniffing him. "It's a different process of rejection." ******************************************** Emily could never count herself as a normal werewolf all because her inner wolf, who called herself Katie, had a consciousness that could make her exist alone. Katie was able to touch, and co-exist physically with her. One of Emily's major flaws was her inability to find a mate even after surpassing the normal mate finding age of eighteen to twenty four. Later on, she found Charles as her mate, but there was still an issue. Charles was already the mate to Raguel, the alpha of their pack, making it a bizarre occurrence between him and Emily. For that, he had left the pack, leaving her and Raguel behind. It was complicated that Charles and Emily's family weren't in the same world as her, and she needed to find them. Her dream had revealed him to have killed her mother, and her aim of getting revenge had to be through sex. How was she going to do that? Katie found a different mate for herself, and it was also the same day Emily finally found a mate. How were they going to adapt to these changes? Was Katie no longer part of her? Or could her rejection of Charles be the issue?
sammyefemona · 17K Views

I'm Hoarding for the Apocalypse

In the second year of the apocalypse, Du Yue died alone, killed by apathy and exposure to extreme weather. Somehow, she opened her eyes to find herself not only alive, but also back when it was three months before the apocalypse. Despite the surprise, she thought about the upcoming disasters and upheavals. First, it was the fog that carried a virus that stayed for a month. Then, global temperatures rose to over 120 degrees, evaporating most of the world's water and melting all the icebergs. After that were level-10 earthquakes, cyclones, tsunamis, permanent eclipse, and avid rain... and that was not all, because after global warming, came global freezing. As temperatures dropped to below negative fifty, the savagery humans displayed was far worse than any imagined horrors like zombies! Knowing what was coming, Du Yue sold off her family property and used the pocket dimension her mother left her to hoard as many resources as possible, so that she could survive the apocalypse. Meat? Grain? Oil? Spices? Weather gear? She bought everything! Steaks, French fries, spaghetti, and canned food must all be stocked up! To He Xing, the male lead, she was a god and the key to surviving the apocalypse! Having thought of the apocalypse, Du Yue sold off her family property and used the pocket dimension her mother left her to hoard as many resources as possible, so that she could survive the apocalypse. Meat? Grain? Oil? Spices? Weather gear? She bought everything! Steaks, french fries, spaghetti and canned food must all be stocked up! To He Xing, the male lead, she is a god and the key to surviving the apocalypse!
Struggle · 2.1M Views

My Genius Sister is Only Seven!?

The country girl, Emily, was an orphan. She survived off the scraps that she could find from families around her. Every one of them despised her. One day, a fairy-like little brother came to the city and brought her home. At first, Emily wasn't popular in other people's homes, but she quickly awakened her god-tier learning talent. She could learn pretty much anything and everything in an instant. Soon, Emily was regarded as a child prodigy. She was proficient in all sorts of arts, including zither, chess, and calligraphy, and that's just the tip of the iceberg. The elders and older brothers who didn't really like her in the past were all captivated by her and spoilt her like a little fairy. Every day, her grandparents, parents, uncles, aunties, and brothers fought to pamper her. Grandpa said, "Baby, can you help Grandpa take a look at this painting?" Grandpa liked to collect oil paintings, but his deteriorating eyesight couldn't discern good paintings from bad ones, and he kept getting tricked by sellers . So he had to consult the seven-year-old Emily because paintings that passed through Emily's hands were never wrong. Her father pleaded, "Baby, help me. The chairman of the Gu Site Corporation wants to get a calligraphy painting from you. This will determine whether my company can land a deal with them!" Her brothers pleaded. "Baby, are you busy today? When are you going to visit your brother's school? I promised the principal that I would bring you there. You can't go back on your word."
Mountain Springs · 2.4M Views

Bring Ex Love Back In East London South Africa Call +27782830887

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Healerservices · 3.1K Views

After rebirth in the apocalypse, my whole family is a big boss

Bai Xirong only lived for three years before dying in the apocalypse. Returning to the pre-apocalyptic world, a portable space was accidentally opened, which also included ancient mountain and sea beasts. Unexpectedly, this time, the whole family would become big bosses. Before the end of the world - Bai Yifan asked his sister, "Did you dream that the end of the world was coming? How am I doing?" "You can't run as fast as our parents. Fortunately - the wealth will not go to outsiders!" Bai Xi Lu's face was calm. Bai Yifan:? ? ? After the apocalypse - Embalmer Bai Mu casually waved her hand, and the zombies were chopped by the lightning power. The outside was charred and the inside was tender. Bai Mu frowned subconsciously, "I really want to put makeup on them!" Grandma Bai's family, who was a forensic doctor . Digging out the crystal core calmly, "It has a protruding jaw. It looks like it's all over the place at first glance, and it doesn't look good even if you apply makeup." Bai Yifan shook his hands and held the sack to collect the crystal core, and was strong enough not to cry. Grandpa Bai, a people's teacher, and Father Bai, a gold medal lawyer, heated a pot with oil, used their strongest powers, endured the harshest beatings, and cooked the most delicious meal. Mountain and sea monsters with unique skills - Qin Yuan, who was being rubbed on the ground by Bai Xi: "Master, you look as gentle and kind today as before!" Ying Zhu: "Rang, stop me from drying the master's clothes." " Shui Hu: "Come here, use my tree as a clothesline." Leng Yebai's chapter - Leng Yebai has been dreaming recently that he was being sliced ​​into pieces, and there was also a pretty girl being sliced ​​together. . He always thought it was a dream, until one day, the person in the dream appeared in front of him. Keywords of the novel: After the Rebirth of the Doomsday,
wina_aubre · 100.4K Views

Fateful Obsession

Isreal Styles the most celebrated pop star and Anthonio Moreno the alluring model were my favorite celebrities residing in Seattle. The night I eagerly anticipated meeting Anthonio for the first time took a dark turn when, after getting pretty drunk at his club party in New York, I found myself assaulted by my celebrity crush.This traumatic incident fueled my hatred towards celebrities and men. Unfortunately, I couldn't share my ordeal without evidence, especially considering I was just the unwanted daughter of a New York oil baron while Anthonio ruled the roost in Seattle with his captivating allure.Fate intervened when my father decided to relocate us to Seattle, seeing this as an opportunity to unveil Anthonio's secret behind his mask and get revenge. I embraced the idea of the move.In Seattle, I was confronted with a life-altering new reality – a planned marriage with the son of Mr. Montgon. My father arranged this marriage to solidify ties in the oil business, and I found myself wondering who the hell Mr. Montgon's son was. Feeling as if life had taken an unexpected turn against me, I accompanied my diehard childhood friends to Isreal Styles' concert.Despite my hatred for celebrities and men, I had no option but to go with my friends. After the concert, I met the most popular person in Seattle face-to-face for the first time, Isreal Styles, the most alluring pop star. We met in a pretty unusual place – the restroom obviously making out with some stripers Feeling disgusted, I didn't hold back, throwing some not-so-nice words at him. He warned me never to let him set his eyes on me again with a cold glare.From that day on, I hated my two favorite celebrities. But my father, indifferent like a masked stranger, dropped the bombshell – Isreal Styles is my soon-to-be husband. My nights were haunted by these two celebrities, fueling my determination to reveal Anthonio's secret behind the mask. I stalked Anthonio just to uncover his secret.One frosty evening, I got a call from Anthonio Moreno. It was strange, surprising that he requested to meet if I wanted to know who he truly is. I was determined to uncover Anthonio's true identity and get my justice, so I accepted his invitation.Upon arrival, I prompted him to remove the mask. Surprisingly, he accepted. My heart raced as he attempted to remove the mask. My whole life crumbled when he unveiled his face, revealing a face that made me wish he never did.
Lovina_Welcome · 5.6K Views
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