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Journal Entry #107: One hundred and seven lives so far. That’s how long I’ve been resetting to this same, shitty point in time. I’ve died in every way imaginable, burned, stabbed, crushed, betrayed. Each time, I come back, the clock resets, and humanity hurtles toward extinction all over again. The Xa’tarii don’t need to destroy us. We’re perfectly capable of tearing ourselves apart. I’ve tried to stop it. A hundred times, I’ve failed. But time doesn’t stop for me. I wish it would. I wish I could die for good. Yet, despite everything, I still have hope. So all I can do is keep going. And try again. -- end of transmission -- For centuries, humanity has fought a losing war against the alien Xa’tarii. Every attempt to unite has ended in failure, every plan foiled by betrayal, greed, or fear. Talon Graves is one man trapped in an endless cycle, reliving the fight over and over in a desperate attempt to find the path that will save humanity. This is his story, from the first life where he was just a kid. To the hundredth and beyond, trapped in an endless cycle. Each step, each decision, brings him closer to breaking the cycle or losing himself entirely. Perhaps even both. Will Talon’s hope be enough to defy fate, or will humanity fall to its own flaws once more? -- Hello everyone! If you’ve made it this far into the summary, and I still haven’t convinced you to click on that first chapter, let me share a little more about what you can expect from this book. This story offers a unique power system, one inspired by cultivation but with my own twist to make it truly distinct. It’s a universe where intergalactic warfare takes center stage, featuring everything from the awe-inspiring World Enders who can destroy planets with a thought, to the smallest soldiers fighting tooth and nail for survival. Every individual matters, and every battle leaves its mark. In this universe, it’s all about scale. Even a world-ending Super is just one piece of a much larger puzzle. When wars span entire galaxies and civilizations vie for dominance across universal borders, the impact of a single Super, no matter how powerful, is often a morale boost or the elimination of key high-profile targets, including enemy World Enders themselves. Victory here isn’t determined by raw strength alone but by strategy, sacrifice, and the countless individuals who shape the tide of war. So, if you’re looking for a story that combines relentless action, intricate power systems, and the weight of interstellar stakes, then this might just be the book for you. I hope you’ll give it a chance, click that first chapter, and let’s dive in together. P.S. I’ll be writing this for the long haul, so if you’re expecting a gritty, determined, and powerful individual right from the start, this isn’t that kind of story. Instead, you’ll follow a journey of growth, struggle, and transformation as Talon learns to navigate a brutal universe and carve his place in it. Enjoy! Updates: 1.5k - 2k words a day (or 1 - 2 chaps)

"This twisted world needs to be reset. That's what V2 is for!" ------------------------------------------------------------- Waking up only to find that she's reincarnated into a world very reminiscing of a game that she used to play, Yuki is suddenly thrust into a worldwide conflict. To ensure the longevity of her newfound motherland, Yuki will have no choice but to flip this war upside down. If only to finally has some closure for past life also. So buckle up, strap your helmet tight, and keep your rifle loaded and on safe. This is not your bog-standard story about overpowered characters on a battlefield, no. This is a story about warfare in all its bloodied glory, the leader that calls the shot, the soldiers that execute them, and the nation that's backing them up. And along the way, sprinkle those a healthy dose of beautiful maidens, lily/futa romances, and build a harem. This is not gonna be a quick and decisive run, no. We're in this one for the long haul. Hail, Ironblood! As of now, this story is available on Scribblehub, Patreon, Webnovel, and RoyalRoadl. Do note that I'm the actual author for this one. Send me power stones or better: Support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Heartbreak117

Yu Dong , a cultivator from the zombie apocalypse transmigrated over to another world after she died fighting a mob of zombies - the moment she opened her eyes , someone told her that her wife was giving birth - Yu Dong was stunned , she hurriedly reached to touch her chest , to check whether or not she was still a woman - the two perky mounds told her she was - instantly she looked at her bottom , she wanted to check whether or not she was a ‘ real woman ,’ but before she could - she was hauled to where her wife was giving birth - and what she saw made her want to pass out again - Because her wife was a man ! And she didn’t have just one wife but three ! Yu Dong looked at the man who was groaning on the bed and nearly blacked out- whatever at least she didn’t have to chop zombies for living , right ? - Cover not mine email at fairy0tail072@gmail.com to have it removed

How would you feel when you died and saw yourself in the future but this future is not one you wished for even your enemy to wake up to. When Captain Aria, a decorated soldier medic, is killed in battle, she is mysteriously transported to a damaged future, where she must navigate through an apocalypse, she must confront her own mortality, and fight to restore hope in a desperate world. In the year 2024, Captain Aria , a highly skilled and fearless soldier medic was part of an elite special forces unit. During this critical mission, she was fatally wounded and left for dead. However, Aria's death is only the beginning as She was thrown through time and space to the year 2178, where a catastrophic apocalypse has transformed the world into a wasteland. Aria awakens in a harsh, unfamiliar landscape that has been scarred by environmental disasters, nuclear devastation, and mutated insects. The once blue skies is now a toxic haze that reeks of ash and smoke. Aria was determined to survive this apocalypse and as she struggles to survive with her marine skills, she discovers some scattered survivors and someone she held dear. *** Released times are every day. I might release from 1_4 chapters a day so expect to read continuously. hehe ******** NOTE: This book is participating in Cupid Quill October so please your vote, gifts and comments is deeply appreciated

“You must bear a child, Celia. what good is a woman who isn’t a mother? What good is an empty womb?” “Especially when it’s a foreign womb, like yours…” It’s not an easy life when you’re watched month after month, when all the blame is placed at your feet for your young husband having no heir. Celia Devon Tralhamir, Crown Princess of Havietten, waits every month with hope mingled with fear. A child will secure her future. But it will also bind her for life to a husband she neither loves or respects, who refuses to see her abilities. Is that what she wants? Is she content to prioritise security over happiness, and be a wordless decorative vessel all her life? Or is she brave enough to try to forge her own path and seize fulfilment on her own terms? Even in a society that cannot recognise individual brilliance in a mere woman. A sequel to the WEBNOVEL book “Earning the Love of a Princess”, this novel follows another woman born into the Royal House of Devon, trying to fight the confines that threaten to stifle her happiness.

Luna Soleil Alvarez, a 30-year-old wife and mother, believed she had built the perfect life with her husband, Rhyns Evans, a successful head engineer, and their four-year-old son. Though she was once heartbroken by her first love, Kai Rowan Davis, she found comfort in Rhyns' unwavering persistence and love, eventually moving on and embracing a quiet, happy family life. But the cracks in her marriage begin to show when Rhyns' infidelity shatters her trust, leaving Luna broken and questioning everything she thought was safe. Just as Luna tries to piece her life back together, Kai, her first love, reenters her world after eleven long years. Now a decorated military captain, Kai is no longer the boy her family tore her away from but a man determined to win back the woman who still holds his heart. Yet, the Luna he finds is a shadow of the vibrant, spirited girl he once loved—a woman weighed down by betrayal, guilt, and the struggles of single motherhood. Caught between the wounds of her past and the scars of her present, Luna must face impossible choices. Should she fight to repair her broken marriage for the sake of her son? Or should she allow herself to explore the possibility of a second chance with Kai, risking it all for a love she never truly let go of? As old flames reignite and emotions intensify, Luna's story becomes a journey of rediscovery of herself, her strength, and what it truly means to love and be loved.

I have 90 days to win the trust of Sebastian Cornelius, the only man who can save me from this godforsaken group of people I call my family! And change my fate from being dragged off as a bride to a man old enough to be my grandfather! The only problem with this plan is. It would be better to pray for pigs to fly than to win over Sebastian Cornelius! The heartless, ruthless, and extremely stone-cold tyrant! Luckily, I, Lyla Whitemore have a card to play. The heavens are on my side after waking up ninety days before the day I die and I found out a piece of information that is my golden ticket to turn the tables and escape my cursed fate. With this card, I might even be able to make pigs fly! I discovered that I looked exactly like Sebastian’s dead ex-girlfriend. The only girl he ever loved was my doppelgänger and I’m gonna leverage this straw to not only survive but bring Whitemore's house to ruins! I only hope that the love he had for his dead ex was strong enough because I’m about to bet my entire life on that imaginary strength! “There is a possibility that I might die from this but that doesn’t matter, as long as there’s a 0.1% chance of survival, I’m willing to take the risk. I will do anything to win Sabastian’s favor! I meant it when I said I’m betting everything on you, Sabastian Cornelius, and that includes my life!” - Lyla Whitemore. Join Lyla in this heck of a ride to seek revenge. This is Lyla’s story and you are welcome to the life of a decorative daughter! Disclaimer: Book cover isn’t mine, credit goes to google.

The age of ancient ignorance. Humans did not exist at this time, the ancestors of elves were still trolls, Titans ruled the earth, and dragons ruled the sky. At the end of the era, the Titans and the dragons fought fiercely for the earth, and both sides suffered losses. At this time, a time traveler descended on a tribe of eagles, leading them to gradually walk out on their own evolutionary path, and eventually became a tribe of angels. Countless years later. The light of heaven spreads throughout the heavens and all realms. Jiangyou, the king of angels, occupies the highest heavenly throne. Endless creatures sang hymns together: "Holy! Holy! How can sinners look at it? God is majestic and glorious. Everyone is decorated with jade crowns and dedicated to the golden hall of God's throne."

The cathedral was a stunning sight, adorned with exquisite floral decorations that did nothing but added to it's grandeur. "We are here today," The priest began, his tone rich and commanding. "To witness the union of Manuel and Yvette in holy matrimony". "Before we proceed, if there is anyone here who knows of any lawful impediment to this marriage, speak now or forever hold your peace" . . . . . . "I object!". " On what grounds do you object, young man?". This marriage cannot proceed as it would be unlawful. A married woman cannot marry again not when I , her husband is still hale and healthy". Yvette Jasmin, a rising and well-known actress was over the moon about her upcoming wedding. She flew to Paris for her bachelorette party with her friends, however while drunk she haphazardly married an unknown guy who turns out to be her Brother-in-law, the man who had secretly harbored feelings for her for decades. But now entangled, he couldn't help it. Crashing her wedding was another thing, possessively claiming her was another. Whosoever wanted to get to her would have to pass through this wife slave husband.

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

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Anemone was brought up to be the heir of her family, Duke Castiano. When her brother was born, she was forced to be raised as a Lady. She has always thought being a Lady was useless and demeaning. As she grew older, she realized how dangerous it is to be a Lady than a Gentleman. Veiled daggers... Insidious schemes behind decorated fans... Would she be able to survive long enough to be with her true love? *This is an original novel. Please don't steal or copy.

A high ceiling, adorned with intricate carvings and fanciful decor. A warm golden light passing through stained glass highlighting the beauty of justice and righteous valour- a contrast to the maleficent beings that would often face this light- illuminates the room. Upon a raised dais, there is a displeased king, and by his side, stern-faced nobles and court officials stare down menacingly at the accused. Below these extinguished figures, bounded by chains and covered in grime, was a six-year-old girl. "Ixion Akastos Vespera" "In the presence of our sovereign King and the noble dukes of this great nation, you are summoned to answer for the grave crimes alleged against you. The entire house of Vespera, your family and lineage, has been wrongfully slain by a treacherous prisoner of theirs. We have reason to believe you have conspired with the ungrateful fiend, betraying your own blood and committing treason against our liege. How do you answer? Are you guilty or not guilty of this heinous crime?" "Not guilty." "Not guilty? Very well. You shall-" "I killed them myself. Not the dragon, only I." Murmurs erupted among the usually unperturbed high-class nobles. "Is it not according to law that a bloodline inheritor may kill all other potential heirs? As for my unfortunate mother, she was merely an unintended mishap." °°° Alexandra Chase, among a million others, found herself in a deadly game orchestrated by a supreme goddess to gain access to another world. Unfortunately, her life in this new world won't be any softer than the one before it. Her drive is not only to survive but also to supersede those beings who stand above. The goddess's schemes are far deeper than she could imagine. She is granted talent, unlimited potential, and terrifying attunement to the world itself with her new body, but many geniuses die young. Her most capable weapon is a concept many have yet to fathom- her soul.

Amy, a young doctor met an accident while going to work and seeing her death too close, closed her eyes only to open it again in a fully different scenario. "Where am I? Shouldn't I be dead? What happened?" When no one responded to her, she got up to find herself on a wooden bed, she glanced all over the room to find a low-level table with stools, and a screen decorative, and then she looked at herself and thought she was not wearing this....... This whole novel is based on Amy and her life after she reincarnated into this whole new world Why did God give her a second chance? Is it because He pitied the way she died or is there something that she didn't know???

From author: First time author, need improvement. This is my first project. keep suport me :) -------------------------------- He transmigrates into a second-class family's son, in the novel with various plot. Unexpectedly, he realize that inside his body, there is the mini pagoda that used to be a decoration on his workbench in his previous life. Because the plot hasn't started yet, he must use this advantages and the opportunities that he have to change his future from being a nobody. ------------------ Attention: *Calm protagonist *Repay tenfold for someone offend MC *Contain R18+: -Dual cultivation -No NTR only Netori -Futanari (probably) -No incest -No Yandere Heroine

[Warning… Mature content.] Seventeen years old Silja Castemont, a beautiful, prideful, and mysterious princess of Atlanea. The simple life of Princess Silja started to fill with questions a few days before she approached her eighteenth birthday. Series of horrible dreams and unusual events made her simple life complicated. But that wasn't all. She didn't know her act of helping an old guy would turn out to be a ticket to attend a bride choosing ceremony of the prince of the biggest kingdom of North. What will happen when a princess is forced to attend the ceremony by the groom's Father? Will she be able to find a way to escape this marriage? *** Donovan Regalhelm, eldest Prince of the Northern Empire. Handsome, powerful, cold-hearted, Evil. His father forced him to choose a bride before his 28th birthday. What will happen when a cold-blooded prince sees something interesting when he meets Princess Silja for the first time? He forced her to marry him by all means but the reason behind it wasn't love. What was so special about the princess of the small Atlanea kingdom? ***Excerpt*** The bride, dressed in a white wedding dress, was sitting inside the decorated wedding chamber. Soon the door opened and she heard the heavy footsteps coming closer. Silja lifted her head and saw his handsome profile hidden in the shadows. "Stand up." He ordered in his usual heavy indifferent voice. Silja gazed at him for a moment with her misty hazel eyes but followed his order anyway. The dress was heavy, making her movements clumsy. "Striped." He ordered as she stood up in front of him. "Huh?" Silja snapped her head and looked at him in shock. "I said, stripped all the clothes." He repeated The girl was so shocked that she couldn't react. "Ohh do you want me to help you? What a naughty princess we have here." He moved his feet and started to walk around her in a circle. He stood behind her and moved his fingers in the air and with movements of his hand the laces of her dress started to loosen up. Silja felt her dress loosen and hastily tried to secure it. He came forward after opening all the laces from behind. And with just another snap of his fingers the dress fell on the floor. "Nooo" The girl's eyes were filled with tears but she refused to let them fall. And in the next second all the fear disappeared from her eyes and rage took place. In the next second the cloth on his body caught fire and the ashes flew in the air. "Interesting." He smiled like a devil. ### Hello, guys. Please support the book and add it to the library. # Cover edited by ImagineTishaD. The picture doesn't belong to me credit goes to original creat Anna stokes.

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“Am so weak! I want power!¬ – I want everything!!!…” a voice filled with resentment was heard in the world, carrying a terrifying power behind it…as if challenging every god in existence. In that moment there was perfect silence as if everything was frozen in time and yet somewhere far away-in unknown plane of existence, a being stood with interest dancing in his eyes… “ Ooh really…” chuckling between his breath, “but power isn’t something good is it…” there was a lonely atmosphere around this entity, “I will give you a chance…all I care about is your end.” Smirking with interest and expectation at the same time. His gaze fixed on the faraway expanse of infinite planes. “we will meet soon…” The words seemed to merge perfectly with the void as the entity melted away in space. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alex a weak and ordinary human born with no talent to practice martial arts was forced to face the cruelty of his world. He was referred to as trash of the trash, and surprisingly he was okay with that… Until his whole village was gruesomely annihilated. This awakened something in him, something abominable that should have been kept in chains… Alex struggles to keep his human side while not becoming something else... It has left him questioning everything else, his morals, and values. In the end, what will become of him?... ‘What's the origin of this weird flute?...is it a gift?”Alex thought with a questioning gaze while observing the strange object decorated with mysterious patterns. A solemn look painted all over his face,’ All I wanted was a normal life, was it too much to ask’. There was a lonely look on his face while he stared at a distance as if expecting a reply … “forget it, I will search for the western gates…”He declared with resolve. Follow his journey as he uncovers mysteries beyond his imagination, learning that there is more to it than meets the eye… ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.

In the year 2150, humanity has spread across the stars, colonizing distant planets and establishing a network of space stations. Among these interstellar pioneers is Captain Aria Valen, a decorated pilot and commander of the starship Elysian. Dedicated to her mission and crew, Aria has little time for romance, having locked away her heart after a past betrayal. On a routine mission to deliver supplies to the remote colony of Zephyr-9, Aria's ship encounters a mysterious distress signal emanating from an uncharted planet. Reluctantly, she diverts course to investigate, discovering a small, crashed vessel and a lone survivor: Dr. Ethan Cross, a brilliant and enigmatic astrophysicist. Ethan, working on a top-secret project, claims to have unlocked secrets about a rare cosmic phenomenon that could revolutionize space travel. Despite his guarded demeanor, Aria is drawn to his intellect and quiet strength. As they work together to repair Ethan's ship and uncover the truth behind his research, their mutual respect blossoms into something deeper. However, their growing connection is tested by external threats. A ruthless space pirate, Captain Lyra Nox, seeks the same knowledge Ethan possesses and will stop at nothing to obtain it. Aria and Ethan must navigate treacherous space battles, decipher hidden codes, and outmaneuver Lyra's relentless pursuit. As danger looms, Aria and Ethan realize that their bond is not just a fleeting romance but a powerful alliance that could alter the fate of humanity. Together, they must make a choice: protect their newfound love or sacrifice it to save countless lives. "WE FELL IN LOVE IN SPACE" is a tale of adventure, trust, and the unbreakable bonds forged among the stars. It's a journey that explores the limits of human courage and the infinite possibilities of love.

I kneed the back of his legs and he buckled and hit the counter just as the nice serving lady finished making his food. A little later and he might have been decorated on the face. Bad timing on my part. ........................................ Lyly Anne Campbell is a teenage girl with a normal life, zero relationship status and no highschool drama. All was perfect till he transferred into her school. The devil reincarnate,ironically with red hair.He turned her life upside down,literally. Maybe or maybe not a little love never hurt..... This story involves drama,drama and more drama.

a very ugly cockroach abomination with the ability to use radiation akin to a 100 year old radioactivated plastic,he had goldfish intelligence thrashed by everyone in the village,with his younger brother as a 2 year old multiversely recognised as devil terror with a system now was killed by his aunt which made her a phycho and she planted a bomb on the cruise their family was to attend. Raju's bullies were also there just for fun,they threw him in the water at 8 seconds before the bomb blasted.Raju's favourite toy was on the ship when it blasted,this thing with goldfish IQ could not understand that his family was obliterated and he even saw his aunt plant the bomb on the ship but this "SUPERHUMAN" THOUGHT IT WAS A DECORATION!!!!!!. Now he only had the urge to take revenge from his aunt for destroying his favourite toy. he lost consciousness and floated to an shut down nuclear powerplant and started absorbing the radiation.he trained there for 13 years and he got some nice abilities like making his body look like his past or future self(young and old)so he the dumbthing didn't learn to swim instead jumped his was through the power plant to the town because there was another drowned 11 years after the first one so a newspaper floated over the power plant and when he saw it his blood boiled again it was said that his aunt became the leader of a pycho organisation and commited crimes for fun and no one was able to catch her. after this news he went straight to his town 2 years later but when he defeated all the members of the organisation . he left one to speak to him laterand asked whe was his aunt the member laughed uncontrollably then said didn't you see the newspaper a month ago!?! .Raju asked "just what was in it ?" the member replied she hit her head on the stairs by the orange peel which fell from the dustbin and she immediately died there.we were just going to select the leader tomorrow and you are the best candidate.this goldfish IQ agreed like getting a 10$ candy for free by a stranger at 12O clock without any sense of security by that shady stranger.tommorow he was declared the leader.COMING SOON NEXT PART

Mo Ran thought becoming Chu Wanning’s disciple was a mistake. His shizun was really too much like a cat while he himself was a dumb pup who’d only slobber and wag his tail. Dogs and cats were different by nature; originally, the dumb pup didn’t want to extend his furry paws to that cat. He originally thought, dogs should be with dogs, like his shixiong, beautiful and tame like a cute Japanese Spitz, and the two of them together would surely be a match made in heaven. Yet, after having died and reborn, after having lived two lives, the one he hauled back each time to his den in the end was always the one he couldn’t stand at first: that snow-white kitty shizun. Dumb off the charts husky gong x proud, aggravated, big white cat shou Emperor of the cultivation world Mo Weiyu deceived elders and slaughtered ancestors, and committed all crimes and sins known to man. After ending his own life, he was reborn and transmigrated to the year he first became a disciple. In the shell of a boy held an old and weary soul. After coming back to life, truth after truths that had been hidden below the surface in the previous life floated to the top and broke through the waters one after the other. Of all the revelations, the one that stunned him the most was that the Shizun he had hated to the bone in his previous life had always been protecting him from the shadows… The heart of man can change; even demons and monsters can become compassionate and do good. Only, he had sinned deeply. Can the blood on his hands ever be cleansed? Novel written by *Meatbun doesn't eat meat*

In an ancient village, there lived a mysterious tattoo artist who not only held an exceptional inking skill but controlled numerous unspoken magical powers. His name resonated only amongst the cobblestone path and rustic houses. His existence was like his tattoo parlor, nestled right in the midst of the village, yet radiating an aura of mystery, brimming with the unknown and the astonishing. The village leader was the wealthiest man decorated with the gem of his life, his beautiful wife. They seemingly had everything, yet were perpetually troubled by their childlessness. Under this circumstance, a mysterious tattoo story unfolded. The village leader's wife sought out the tattoo artist, pleading for his special power to help her conceive. As the tattoo of the Guanyin was etched onto the wife's skin, the magic sprang, stunning everyone: Not long after, the wife was remarkably pregnant. However, life is always filled with joys and sorrows. Tragically, she died during childbirth, leaving only a newborn baby girl. The village leader, stricken with the loss of his beloved, wallowed in overwhelming grief. Fortuitously, comforted and assisted by the tattoo artist, he slowly stepped out from the agony, striving to raise their daughter.

"Coming up the stair to escort them to the limo that waited, turning the corner I am awestruck. The Duchess looked just like any other human! She wore a lacy black t-shirt and a black long black skirt with a slit down the side that showed off her pale legs. Her red curls tried to escape the bandana she had tied them into and moon-shaped rings decorated her hands except for the gold band that Merrick had placed on her hand at their wedding. I could have sworn the Duchess had been switched with a hot goth chick with black doc martins and thick eyeliner. I feel her eyes on me as I stop in my tracks to admire her. Blushing I look away when Merrick came to the deck. Him having the same reaction as me, just awestruck. He didn't look too bad himself, with A dark blue button-up shirt that was left conveniently unbuttoned and some board shorts. I shook my head, get a grip I tell my wolf. Both of them smiled at me as if they had seen me just staring at them, lustfully. "

“You can have the CEO position, but let me have her!” “Is that a negotiation or a blackmail?” “ You can call it whatever you like, but I am doing you a huge favor dear brother. It's all clear that I will be her Choice in the end!” His voice echoed in the building. Alicia Breka is a slut in the eyes of those who watched her perform halfly naked on the pole. However it was all the forces of poverty and lucking that pushed her to do it. Despite that, she graduated as a professional home decor and designer. She worked as a dancer until one night when her body attracted the billionaire who was old enough to be her dad. She was kidnapped by him and almost raped but fate had it that she had to run and be helped by the son of the same jerk who wanted a piece of her, it was William Anderson. Alicia didn't get to see the face of the person who helped her because she ran away from him thinking that they were accomplices. She decided to quit the job of a bar dancer and applied online as a secretary in ABz home decor and design company which turned out to be owned by William Anderson and his brother Albert Anderson. Albert is a party guy while William is a workaholic. The two brothers couldn't help but fall for her. Now the two brothers are inlove with the same woman that their father almost raped. However Alicia’s heart beat weirdly for William. She buried her past and nobody knows apart from her best friend. William happens to have stolen a huge place in Ivy's heart, who happened to be Albert's personal secretary. Ivy had to post Alicia's almost naked pictures on all social media platforms to make William hurt her. Now the viral lady has woken up. Here comes the public figure and the Ceo's son!. Will William accept her past or will he judge her?. Read to find out.

The sheer number of Beast-kin had dropped due to the fear from the human population. But hidden in pockets scattered throughout the county of Islatenne Empire, are those seeking others like themselves. Most Beast-kin used to be of the warrior class, proud and hearty fighters, but now things are starting to shift, and not for the better. The arrival of an unknown and devastating disease has hit the humans in the most populated areas causing many to die out. And in some areas, the humans were completely wiped out. Thankfully, the animals were never affected by the disease, which gave the Beast-kin their newfound advantage. With the reduction of the human population, the Beast-kin might have a decent chance now. Their populations have always been low, due to the mere fact that few females exist has posed a serious issue. Far too many humans had taken them as a pet of sorts, treating them as nothing more than a novelty or prize decoration. Many, many Beast-kin males have tried taking human females as mates, but all the half-breed children never live to see their first birthday, this mix just doesn’t seem to work. Humans just don’t possess enough of the animal side of themselves anymore past a basic survival instinct. Besides, almost all the human females they tried to breed with usually died during or just after giving birth. The sheer size of the child was most certainly a death sentence to almost all human females. Now with the issue of few females pressing harder than ever, most Beast-kin are in danger of dying out in their areas. Most of their mannerisms border that of the pack mentality in most proper Beast-kin tribes. They must have a mate, so what female Beast-kin remain are forced to be the mate of more than one suitor. Making most males desperate to treat them as breading stock instead. Most of the males have become no better than the humans that took so many females away, basically treating them as slaves. Not even regarding them as equals. Now with this massive shift of things, it’s almost as if hundreds of centuries of progress have been lost to the ages. Including the prized traditions that just about every tribe held to at one point in time. Making those who believe themselves to have the power, seemingly rewrite things how they want. Therefore, bringing back an age of slave casts. And it doesn’t seem to matter if your male or female, Beast-kin or human. If your deemed slave cast, you will be treated as though you were disposable, nothing but a garbage item. Most females discovered in the bigger cities are never freed, for if they are not owned by someone for their ill-gotten purposes, the fate is that of breeder, and breeder only. The females destined to be nothing more than breeders are bid upon as though they were just a piece of furniture. The highest bigger obviously got to breed for a child and paid a large sum to do so. In this new world, you are of one of three classes, Intellect, Warrior, or Slave. The Intellect class comprised of mostly scholars of various varieties, studying the old ways, make note of heritage, and battle strategies. Warrior classes went on the front lines to protect their people from any danger, trained in various forms of combat. Slaves were nothing more than those who served others for whatever their purpose was or is. From birth, you were distinguished through your eyes and markings alone. Those alone determined your status from birth. For many the fate of their heritage could be a devastating one or a rewarding one.

She is a spy who always hid her real identity in front of everyone that she meets. She may be an assistant. She may be a businesswoman. She may be a student. She may come in anyway possible in front of you but you cannot recognize her the second time you meet her. However she may come, everything is a mask that covers her real identity which is something very mysterious. He is an emperor of the Entertainment Industry but that was just his stress-buster from being the real Emperor of many Industries that were under his name. While acting in his film, he suddenly came across his first love who was supposed to be a poor scholarship student during their school times, now acting as an assistant to his co-star with her real age changed. Why? He didn’t care. He lost her once but wouldn’t the second time. She avoided him but he used the people around her to get more closer. She changed the identity again but he recognized her again too. “So what if you change your identity? You were mine and you would always be mine. The only identity with which I will see you as is my wife.” Read the story to find how she manipulates everyone around her to get her task done while he does everything to get her to his side. A combination of sweet romance, mystery, action, comedy and everything else you need would be presented with a beautifully decorated platter. *** Talk to me (author), interact with fellow readers, catch a glimpse of sprinkled spoilers and most importantly BASH THE LAZY AUTHOR and force her for more updates by joining the discord server: https://discord.gg/k66qXaWMuD *** P.S.: The cover do not belong to me. I'll remove it if said to me... *** Want to energize this pitiful author with a cup of coffee? Provide a coffee here: ko-fi.com/leorote

"Let me embrace my newfound role as the antagonist, and become the epitome of villainy." Amidst the havoc she had caused, a young girl stood with cascading silver locks framing her visage and eyes as profound as the depths of the ocean. The once lavishly decorated grand hall, filled with melodies and aristocratic laughter, now teetered on the brink of anarchy. The assembled nobles, accustomed to lives of opulence and extravagance, had never fathomed such a spectacle could unfold before their eyes. In a graceful pivot, Aria's devious smirk adorned her features. Her elegant gown billowed with an air of calculated elegance, and the subtle click of her heels reverberated through the now tumultuous chamber. While she had been labeled as a villainess, she was determined to prove herself as the greatest purveyor of wickedness. Perfect - that was the word that had long defined Aria's existence. She hailed from an impeccable lineage, an inseparable companion, resided in the most exquisite city, and was betrothed to the love of her life. Every conceivable desire she had was fulfilled. Her relentless efforts to assist those around her - her friend, her fiancé, and her subjects - had only resulted in a cruel twist of fate, a brutal severance of her own head. "...you are the villain..." The words uttered by her once-trusted confidante seared into her soul, leaving an indelible mark. They penetrated so deeply that Aria underwent a profound transformation, altering almost every aspect of her being.

In the quiet town where Alex once led a seemingly ordinary life, there exists a room that holds a peculiar artifact—a crystal pulsating with a warm glow. Placed carefully on a shelf, this crystal is more than a mere decoration; it is a tangible link to a story that transcends the boundaries of reality. As Alex walks through the familiar streets of his town, the memories of an extraordinary journey play like vivid images in his mind. Battles fought, alliances forged, and the captivating inhabitants of an otherworldly realm come to life in the recesses of his memory. The once mundane surroundings now carry a subtle undercurrent of magic, a silent testament to the boundless wonders he had encountered. The crystal, a beacon of the interconnected realms, sits in quiet repose. Its surface, adorned with intricate carvings, tells the story of a hero's odyssey—a journey that began with a stone arch and unfolded across landscapes that defied imagination. Each glance at the crystal is a journey back to the vibrant landscapes, the camaraderie of newfound friends, and the sense of purpose that defined his quest. In the stillness of the night, Alex finds himself gazing at the stars, wondering if his allies from the otherworldly realms are doing the same. The connection, though intangible, remains—a thread that ties him to a destiny beyond the cosmic expanse. The crystal becomes a source of solace, a reminder that the story is ongoing, and the stone arch, though closed, is not the end but a threshold to new beginnings. Weeks turn into months, and the crystal becomes a guiding light in Alex's daily life. It is a symbol of gratitude and connection, carrying within its radiant core the echoes of a hero's journey. The room, once a sanctuary from the extraordinary, now resonates with the cosmic energy of interconnected worlds. As Alex navigates the complexities of his own world, the crystal becomes a constant companion—a silent witness to the ebb and flow of life. The stone arch may have closed behind him, but the chapters of his story continue to unfold. The interconnected realms, with their vibrant hues of adventure and friendship, await the return of their protector. In this quiet room, where the crystal rests on a shelf, the story of Alex's odyssey is not just a tale of the past but a living narrative that shapes the present and future. The cosmic tapestry of destinies unfurls, painting the canvas of existence with the enduring magic of interconnected worlds. --------------------------- -------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------- I Hope you like.

The Fall of a Kingdom. From a magnificent and glorious kingdom, only to have it in ruin because of the demonic beasts' rampage. The final commander of the army, Lawrence Von Carrion, could only grit his teeth in bitterness. Had he lived properly in his youth, maybe the current scenarios would have changed. However, all he had left was a final breath and his sword decorated with skeleton skulls to assist him. Before succumbing to his death, Lawrence could only accept his death in grief. But was that the end? **Every 100ps = author can relax and no update** **Also a warning, this novel treads on gray/dark theme. Not your typical fantasy novel.** Lawrence: Can you believe this lazy author to be this shameless? He's stripping my screen time appearance!