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"You are my favorite sin to commit, and my greatest punishment to endure." In the shadowed alleys of a steam-choked city, whispers of rebellion stir beneath the elegant facade of the upper society. Rosentine, the flower of the Dukedom, hides beneath a mask of a siren, her heart pounding as she steps into the undercity, a place where secrets coil like smoke and danger lurks in every shadow. Her mission is clear. To find her missing brother, rumored to have been taken by the underworld's most dangerous leader. But the deeper she delves, the closer she gets to the man at the center of it all. He watches her with eyes like molten obsidian, sharp, calculating, a predator in human skin. As the kingpin of the undercity, his reputation is as dangerous as his smile. Yet there's a darkness in him that pulls pour roses closer, a mystery that she's compelled to unravel even as she knows he might be the very key to her brother's disappearance. In their world, alliances are forged in blood, and trust is a luxury neither can afford. When our paths cross, it's in the flickering light of a gaslamp, his fingers tightening around my wrist as he pulls me against a brick wall, his breath burning against my ear. "You think you can play in my world without consequences, little songbird?" He murmures, a wicked smile curling his lips. But my defiance burns just as brightly, my dagger pressed to his side, my lips curling up with the mixture excitement and fear. "Try me, if you can," My voice a whisper of silk in his ear. In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fairy 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 revolution smolders, 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? Happy reading (: And don't forget to add to your library.

Genevieve, a fearless journalist with a knack for exposing hidden truths, crosses paths with Brandstone, a magnetic entrepreneur shrouded in mystery. Their undeniable chemistry pulls them into a whirlwind romance, but beneath the surface lies a web of secrets, betrayal, and forbidden desires. As their connection deepens, Genevieve uncovers Brandstone's dangerous double life, while her own entanglements threaten to pull them apart. In a world where love and lust collide with deception, both must decide: will their passion survive the shadows, or will the darkness consume them?

Apocalypse befell, and roommates performed a skyward ritual. As the fog descended, the Book of Blood Spirit appeared in the hands of all survivors, and only those with a Contract monster could survive. Su Han directed his gaze to the neighbor who had already mutated and twisted, silently pulling out a gleaming fruit knife... Grotesque meat corpses, giant spiders with gaping mouths, eyeballs enveloping the city, one-eyed sharp-toothed hand monsters... Civilization fell, cities shattered, and all humans became meat for the monsters. There was only one way to survive: Use monsters to fight monsters.

Mysterious and curious swords scattered across the earth, waiting for their world-renowned Sword Masters. Who can comprehend the miraculous skill that has been passed down from millennia? The city of Chang'an hides those who carry the power of fire and sun, the central plains house giant decaying millennial families, the wild warriors of the Northern Territory silently sharpen their blades, the dance of deceit and cunning occurs among the southern kingdoms... Above the lofty tranquility, a pair of world-dominating gray eyes are slowly opening. Pei Ye raises his head, pulling the Longsword from his stomach: "Immortal Lord of the True Dragon Taiyi... let's see, who is whose prey."

Leon was just another face in the crowd—an ordinary orphan with no family, no safety net, and a life teetering on the edge of despair. He’d gambled away every last penny he had, and with no one to turn to, his future seemed bleak. Until it arrived. [World-Traveling System Activated!] A voice echoed in his mind, pulling him from the depths of despair. "Wait... What?!" [You can now traverse between worlds. Use the knowledge and resources of your modern life to conquer, and dominate.] Armed with the power to go to different world, fantastical kingdoms, and futuristic metropolises, Leon begins his journey to rewrite his fate

Elena Dusk has always been an outcast in her small, superstitious town. Born with a glowing mark etched into her skin, she’s been labeled cursed, feared, and ostracized by everyone around her. She’s learned to live in the shadows, keeping her secrets hidden while trying to survive the relentless whispers at school. But everything changes when a mysterious and darkly captivating new student, Kael, arrives in town—and he seems to know exactly what her mark means. Kael is no ordinary boy. Beneath his charming smile lies a chilling truth: he’s a demon, sent to claim her soul as part of an ancient pact. For centuries, Kael has been a loyal servant of the underworld, carrying out his orders without hesitation. But when he meets Elena, something shifts. Her light is unlike anything he’s ever encountered, awakening emotions he thought were lost forever—a flicker of humanity that threatens to unravel his mission. As Kael and Elena’s fates become intertwined, they uncover a terrifying truth: her mark is the key to an ancient prophecy that could either seal the gates of the underworld forever or unleash chaos upon the world. With dark forces closing in and the clock ticking, Kael must make an impossible choice—betray his masters to protect Elena, or fulfill his duty and destroy the one person who makes him feel alive. Caught between the pull of their forbidden bond and the weight of their destinies, Elena and Kael must decide where their loyalties lie. Can love defy fate? Or will the darkness claim them both in the end? This is a thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and the fight to rewrite destiny in the face of impossible odds.

In her past life, she was betrayed, and the pain still lingered. Yet, when she got a chance for redemption, she took it, despite her fear. Her sole goal was to ensure that she didn't suffer hell again. But fate had other plans. When she met him, she discovered that his home was hell. Lucian Kenz was charming, captivating, and everything that could capture her heart. "Hey, honey, you're not leaving tonight. Stay with me," he said, his voice low and husky. I felt a shiver run down my spine as he gazed at me with piercing eyes. "But that's against the rules," I replied, trying to sound firm despite the tremble in my voice. Lucian chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I will break any rules for you, baby," he whispered, his breath sending shivers down my spine. He held my chin, his fingers sending sparks of electricity through my skin, and kissed me. At first, it was just a kiss. But then I felt his tongue send something cold into mine. I pulled away, shocked and disoriented, and spat into my hand. My eyes widened in horror as I stared at Lucian. "You...," I began, my voice trembling with fear and revulsion. But before I could finish, Lucian shushed me. "Hush, darling," he smirked, his eyes glinting with amusement.

In a universe where seven planets revolve under the iron-fisted rule of the Human empire, Wynn, a rat-like boy is born into the bleak backwater planet of Zerith, caught in the web of fate’s cruel design. A boy with ghostly white hair and skin, Wynn was never meant to have a destiny of his own. But fate, it seems, has a different plan. When ????, a ????? from ????, is mysteriously pulled into the world of Wings Of Dawn, a novel she discovered by chance, she finds herself transmigrated into the body of?????. Her initial frustration of being trapped in a foreign world quickly turns into cold calculation. Using her knowledge of the novel, ??? intends to survive by manipulating the world around her, seeking out artifacts and allies—especially Arthur von Scit, the arrogant protagonist destined for greatness. A/N: The first few chapters are pretty slow and may be a drag to finish but I do assure you that going forward, once the plot and dynamic develop, you WILL enjoy reading each and every chapter.

Have you ever wondered what runs in straight pretty boys' minds? Girls, soccer, jocks, buddys, money, cars, watches, fashion, skin care, nightouts, traumas, loyalty, cheating, alcohol, laughter, magazines, guitar, piano, press, daddy's business, credit card, ranks, coffee, strict diet, veggies, gym, workout. Some are 'YES' some are 'MAYBE'. But boys? Awww damn~~

Rachel Bellini, a fiercely independent art historian, finds herself in a dangerous world after the sudden disappearance of her estranged brother, Marco. Unbeknownst to her, Marco had fallen into debt with one of New York’s most dangerous mafia families, the DeLuca syndicate. When Rachel is dragged into the syndicate’s orbit to repay her brother’s debt, she meets its enigmatic leader, Luca DeLuca, a man as ruthless as he is captivating. Despite their mutual distrust, a forbidden connection sparks between them, pulling Rachel deeper into Luca’s dark world—a world where loyalty, betrayal, and love are a deadly mix.

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)

A Serial Killer Whose Victims are Men Of Culture Killed Me... Reincarnation... Transmigration.... Or... Possession...? Honestly, I have no idea what kind of cosmic joke this is, but Now After Dying I am—stuck in the twisted world of 'Saint's Odyssey", a novel where the main character is a "two-faced" hypocrite, because of him, almost half of world will be destroyed. Oh, and guess what ? I am going get him fucked...! Heroes, villains, gods—they all think they’re pulling the strings. Well, it’s my turn to flip the script. Watch as I write this story... By Lone Raut: Where every fight is just another step to the Conquest.

When a young girl named Alara, born with an albino skin condition, is filled with doubt about love, her world is transformed when her parents host a grand ball and the enigmatic Prince Hydra agrees to attend. Renowned for his icy demeanor, Hydra's presence at the ball sets a chain of events in motion that will challenge Alara's beliefs and ultimately change her life forever. Dive into a story of unexpected connections, inner strength, and the power of love. *** ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

For an eternity Alfie aimlessly drifts through an endless void unable to do anything but stare into pure emptiness. That is until a star like object appears in the distance, pulling the once aimless Alfie towards it. Descending into a new world, Alfie acquires a system but it goes haywire restricting much of it's capabilities. Without his cheat code will Alife survive his adventures?

Dr. Srinivasan, a curious and dedicated doctor, stumbles upon a mysterious woman who fell from the sky. Her body appears nearly invincible, with skin like steel, and her blood shows extraordinary properties unlike any human's. Intrigued, Dr. Srinivasan secretly collects a sample and begins researching, discovering that her blood has unique regenerative abilities. As he delves deeper, he realizes she might not be entirely human, leading him into a mystery that could have far-reaching consequences.

I woke up in a strange world. The first thing I noticed? I wasn’t in my bed. I wasn’t even human anymore. No. Instead, I was... slithering on the ground, my body long and serpentine, glistening in the dim light of the cave around me. I felt the strange sensation of scales on my skin, each one sharp and slick. What, I'm a snake ????

Dylan is being hunted, and Zephaniah risks life and limb to save him while demon lords pull the strings. This story is graphic and will have some serious topics. Viewer discretion is advised

Plagued by the same dream every night Hazel refused to fall asleep but just like always her eyelids grew heavy and she succumbed to sleep. She somewhat found herself in the same dream again but this time around the interior of the room looked more lavished than her room. She held her breath when she heard footsteps but the sound faded right after door. She clenched her dress out of anxiousness as she awaited the man who has been visiting her in her dreams. A cold wind passed in the room as it snuffed out the only source of light and a shiver ran down her spine . She was determined to know who this man actually was and so held her ground even though she was scared . She felt a hand grab her waist and she tilted her head to look at his face . As if on cue lightning striked revealing an impeccably handsome face which she had never met before , what caught her eyes the most were his red eyes ' a vampire !' she thought frozen. Never had she ever imagined the person to be a vampire. She tried pulling herself out of his embrace but his grip prevented her . "You're mine" he whispered and she felt goosebumps on her skin before she could comprehend what was happening he dipped his head in her neck , marking her as his forever. Hazel was the youngest daughter of the renowned duke Donovan Wiltchiz, she was not only overshadowed by her elder sister but was barely noticeable in society because her parents would let her sister have all the attention. Due to this she recoiled into the shadows of her sister and fell in love with the gardener's son almost forgetting about the outside world until the night of hallow when the lord of the land , the lord of darkness Sylvester Reigns claims her as his when they haven't even met before

The world is dying. From the depths of the killing fields, a soldier rises. Though seemingly insignificant, his actions are tied to the very fate of the world. Will he pull it back from the brink, or push it over into oblivion?

Curses were a rarity in Ethen and most people thought they vanished along with their creators but alas they were wrong, from the northwest of Ethen on a low tier stronghold there existed a descendant of a cursed family, a young boy of ominious origin, from the fallen stronghold of Sol there was Victor the last and only Carnage

A story about a man named Kaleb, whose past is a collection of broken pieces he can never quite put together. Traumas, addictions, and choices lead him down a path he never imagined, pulling him deeper into a world of danger, betrayal, and uncertainty. Each decision seems like the last, yet he finds himself unable to escape the cycle that binds him. As the lines between right and wrong blur, Kaleb is forced to confront a truth far darker than anything he could have foreseen.

A white-haired boy trudged through the blizzard, each step heavy with the weight of a painful, empty life, carrying his unconscious brother in his arms. The cold bit at his skin, threatening to consume them both. Just as his vision blurred with frost and despair, a figure appeared—a man with jet-black hair and a dark blue coat, holding an umbrella that shielded them from the storm. The boy's world dimmed, and he collapsed into the snow.

*MAJOR UPDATE TO ALL CHAPTERS* In this story we explore the discovery of teleporter technology, origins of the berserker power-up, the circumstances behind the teleporter accident and we dig deeper under the skin of UAC officials. Book 1 in a series of 4.

[MATURE THEMES] Never in her life had Celeste thought of waking up in the middle of the night at the horrendous screams of her parents nor finding out the man she had loved to her bone would do the dreadful deed of assisting his dad in killing her parents in the greed of power and wealth.  The grief and heartbreak she had gone through was one of hell and seeing the facade of her ex-partner's father falling before her feet the next night trapped inside the walls of her chamber when he tried to assault her was frighteningly alarming which left her with no way but to flee the Kingdom she grew up in. The palace where she only had the best of memories until that unfortunate night when she unwillingly had to let go of the people who gave birth to her. Who she loved to death.  Then again, never in her life had Celeste thought there will be a moment she will be brought to the kingdom of Elyznh— which she heard about a lot but didn't though one day she will be setting foot there and living a life pretending to be a human when the blood flowing inside her nerves were pure Vampire— living with werewolves nor falling in love with a werewolf. Her secret is her's only, and when she dies it will become mere ashes as she is and rose in the sky, until then no one needs to know.

Fated but their ending is always death, they meet each other in every life time, but their memories are kept in the back of their heads, not a single memory of the past is shown to them, but at every touch, every feel of skin, brings back flashes of memories, like a museum of unkept, beautiful memories.

In the ancient kingdom of Aetheria, where magic and tradition are woven into the very fabric of life, there exists a noble family known for their powerful bloodline and mysterious aura. The family is headed by a young lord named Alaric Valenor, a man of striking beauty, sharp intelligence, and an icy exterior that conceals a heart burdened by a dark legacy. Alaric, at only twenty-six, carries the weight of his family’s name and the secrets that come with it. He was born with a rare gift, the ability to control shadows, a magic passed down from a legendary ancestor. But this power is both a blessing and a curse, as the shadows seem to have a life of their own, pulling him toward a destiny he does not fully understand.

The Lycan King finds his mate in a shack terrified of him because of her family's abuse, can he pull her out of her shell while looking after his kingdom?And can he protect her from the dangers coming?

My name is Benita. I beg you, please don’t call my name. I wait in the dim light of my room, haunted by the past I try to forget and a name I wish I’d never hear again. Then he bursts in—a stranger, covered in blood, claiming innocence but hiding unspeakable secrets. My world shatters, darkness closing in around us like a rising tide. Secrets drift in the shadows, the whispers of guilt and loss growing louder, pulling me into a place where trust is deadly and escape is an illusion. My only choice is to run—but what am I running from? And where can I possibly go?