Kratos Chuckles

Discord if you want to join: https://discord.gg/FuzkPfR A type of DND CYOA, where some unlucky mortal that had gotten involved with Kratos and Atreus ends up on a world walking journey. Eventually Fate will be involved and old friends will reunite after their time together ends suddenly. This is a redo of my first Fanfic Wandering The Dead Roads.

This is the world of Spirit Beasts where humans can forge contracts with Spirit Beasts or command them in battle, or harness the power of Spirit Beasts to fight. Relying on the power of Divine Beasts, various kingdoms were established across the continents. One day, a mysterious youth appeared in this world. Spirit Beast Alliance: A new divine beast? Quick! Dispatch someone to forge a contract with it! Divine Beast Hall: Great divine beast, would you like to join the Divine Beast Hall? Here, you'll find many companions. Feng Yuan, rubbing the head of the divine beast, chuckled at the astonished crowd. "Sorry, it has already forged a contract with me." He added silently in his mind, 'Back when it wasn't even a divine beast yet.' --------------------------------- Feng Yuan smirked, "Heh, no matter what kind of pet it is, as long as I want, it can evolve into a divine beast." This is a tale of pets, a story of a formidable individual capable of nurturing divine beasts at will.

The Jiuzhou Continent contains an era of chaos and fiendish demons, haunted by mysterious beings and fraught with feuding martial families, demonic sacred grounds, and endless struggles between various powers. Conflict is a constant throughout the world. Within such darkness, Gu Chen opened his eyes to this reality. At the same time, he discovered that as long as he slew these fiendish demons and ghosts, his cultivation strength could continually elevate. Killing a Panic Level Demon yields a decade's worth of cultivation. Slaying a Ghost Level Fiendish Ghost brings thirty years of cultivation. ... Eventually, one day, staring at the endless swarm of fiendish demons and world-renowned grandmasters in his path, Gu Chen chuckled lightly, "Are you able to withstand this fist of mine, charged with 1600 years of cultivation?"

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true

He inches closer, a single finger roaming her heated skin. Breath mingling with breath. A loud bang vibrates through the room, so thunderous as if god himself was furious. Slowly he looks up staring out the large glass windows to the backyard, "You have a visitor." His rasps calmly. "Who?" Rose quickly fires, feigning ignorance. She knew well enough who it was. Her nightly visitor has arrived. Surprising, He only visits when she is alone. "One who comes out at night. Lurking in the shadows, in the darkness... just like its intensions." He looks down still leaning on top her, once more pinning her with his intense gaze. "Are you afraid?" His voice dead serious, eyes going back to look outside. And Rose lied, "No." But is it a lie when her fear was never really rooting enough to make her run the other way but instead often getting mixed with exhilaration. "You should be." He leaves her staring wide eyed on the sofa and goes to stand before the glass panes. "It's not happy to see me here. I can see the raging pits of fire in it's gaze. Ready to burn me right where I stand." he chuckled, sounding most sinister, "It definitely wants to rip my innards out." "You should take off your shirt." He suggests casually. "Excuse me?" "Let's see if it riles him up even more to shatter instead of just slamming the windows like a wuss." He rouses under his breath, his excited provocative tone not escaping Rose's attention. What the hell is he up to? "This isn't funny." Rose sputters out, standing up from the couch. "I'm not trying to be." He faces her again, sporting a deadpan face. "Whatever. You think I'm one of your stupid fan girls to take my shirt off just because you want to rile someone up? Besides, there's probably no one outside and you're only making it up to see my boobs like a pervert." His eyes roams her from top to bottom, there was distaste evident in his gaze. "When he comes at night and leaves a little something for you, maybe then you take off your clothes for him... like a slut." Rome stared into her eyes with nothing behind those icy orbs to show for a lack of meaning behind his words. Because he means every single thing he says to her. "Get. Out. Now!" Rose boomed furiously. "Whatever, I was leaving anyway. This has become boring." He walks towards her front door. "Wait. How do you know he comes at night and leaves something?" her eyes narrow. "Because I've seen it before." "You saw him? It is a real guy?" Rose wanted to confirm, for some reason she thought otherwise. "I never said I saw him. I've only seen it happening to someone else." "Whom?" "You don't need to know." He closes off. "Then at least tell me what happened to her? Can I meet this person?" "You can't." Refusing calmly he was almost out the door when Rose pleads against hope. "Please." "You can't because she disappeared." Those were the words that finally did it. Brought her racing heart and buzzing head to a sudden halt. "Never to be seen again." "When he stops visiting, that's when you should be most afraid." His words rang like a siren in the silence of her mind as he left. Now she felt true fear for the first time. == In the embrace of her ancestral town, Rose seeks refuge from the echoes of her past. Little does she know, her return to her roots will awaken dormant shadows, shattering ordinary her existence. For when the darkness falls over the town, from the pitch black rises a shadowy figure that haunt her nights. In the darkness he sweeps her off the ground in terrible fear and the allure of sinister intrigue. And once the sun comes, a man with a god awful attitude, haunts her in the broad day light. Causing her to swell with pure disdain. With each passing night, it draws closer to Rose, casting a chilling spell that both terrifies and exhilarates her. Thrust into a labyrinth of mysteries can she navigate the treacherous path laid before her, or will her nightly visitor consume her whole?

Lin Beifan traveled through the world composed of countless urban web articles and became a villain. He has a wishing system and can make a wish every day. With the ability of the system and his own rude operations, he broke all the protagonists, and the world line was chaotic. So, Tiandao repeated the plot and cursed Lin Beifan. For whatever wish he made, the enemy would get double! Lin Beifan chuckled: “That’s it?” “I make a wish to keep my body temperature at 36.8 degrees!” The first protagonist’s brain burned to 73.6 degrees, died! “I make a wish to sleep 12 hours a day!” The 2nd protagonist becomes a vegetative person, die! “I make a wish that I will be crushed to death by a 120-pound beauty!” The third protagonist was crushed into a piece of paper by a 240-pound fat girl, pawn! Just like that, the plot is messed up again! For Access To Upto 100 Chapters Before Anyone Else, Visit — Patreon.com/itsyourstorypage

Lucifer chuckled, hiding his earlier annoyance in a heartbeat. "You've grown so much" he said. "I'm sorry I haven't come to see you sooner, it's very hard to leave a place you've been confined to for eternity, but I've made sure my demons watched over you, you've become quite the Phantom" Phantom. The ghost is here. "What did you call me?" Sal asked. "That's right I nearly forgot, you have no idea who you are, much less what you are, and so you consider yourself to be nothing more than what others tell you to be" said Lucifer. "But don't worry, I'm here to change that, I keep my promises Salome, well sometimes that is" ................ Sal was many things. A weirdo yes. A dealer absolutely. A warrior? Definitely not. But all that changes when the Council of Elders, a combination of gods, angels and demons, asks him to go on a hunt, to find and kill a necromancer whose plans might cause a rip in the fabric of reality. Sal agrees and though he is powerful he needs the help of five Shaded beings from the Other World to help him. Little does he know that this one task has the potential to birth many things. Love leads to loss, loss leads to pain and pain leads to regret. Will he be able to complete his task? Will he die before he gets his chance? What sacrifices would he have to make? And what did it truly mean to be a Phantom?

“What the fuck are you talking about? The one time I do something good, it bites me in the ass.” Clara chuckled. “You and I both know why you saved that girl, and it had nothing to do with being good.” “What are you talking about? I found her dropping from yee high. I wanted to drive past, but she was in the street. What did you want me to do, run her over?” I shouted. “I wouldn’t put it past you.” Clara continued moving around the house, gathering stuff she really didn’t need to put away. “For fucks sakes Clara, what will I do with her?” “Take her back to the city with you.” “What? Are you crazy?” The woman was going mad in her old age. “I have a better idea. You have done your best for her. I will just drop her back on the road I found her in. Someone else can continue from where I stopped.” “Again! You and I know you will not do that.” “What the fuck, Clara! Why the hell do you keep saying that?” I said in exasperation. “Because she looks dangerously like your dead wife. That’s why you saved her, isn’t it?”

“Where do you think you are going with those bags?” Xander interrogated as soon as he cornered her. “Of course, I’m leaving you!” She said, standing her ground, despite the fear in her eyes. “Why?” “You forgot to mention how dangerous you were.” Xander let out a deep throaty chuckle. “Sweetheart, you didn’t ask.” “I don’t care! I don’t want to be a part of this anymore!” She insisted. Xander shook his head. “Too late. We are already married. You now belong to me, and divorce is out of the question.” — Aurora Swift’s world shatters when Owen—her boyfriend of five years—breaks up with her via text. The betrayal deepens when she finds out he’s also getting engaged to her half-sister, Olivia Swift on the same day. Heartbroken and filled with rage, Aurora has a one-night stand with Xander Scott, Owen’s enigmatic uncle and the youngest billionaire in the country. When the fling leads to a marriage proposal from Xander with a promise to help her get her revenge, Aurora finds it hard to refuse. However, Aurora soon realizes that this is anything but a whirlwind romance. Xander Scott hides more secrets than Aurora knows, and the dangers that follow his mysterious identity soon bring about complications in their marriage. When Xander’s secret identity comes to light, will Aurora choose to remain in the marriage as her love for him has grown in depth, or let it drive them apart?

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

"the mansion is heavily guarded you won’t succeed ” Primo told me as we lay on the bed together. Little Jay is on the cot sleeping and dreaming of his own wonderland. I ignored what Primo just said and went to the drawer for my mask and a small relaxer container. Dropping the mask on the bed I opened the relaxer container which contains a white substance. “ Well Primo you may have taught me how to be heartless because you are my cousin but there’s something I know more better than you ” “ and that is? ” he ask very curious to know what is inside the container. “ how and ways to kill ” I replied and I covered the container sitting down on the bed again. “ Bolanle but you’ve never killed before ” he said with a sigh but I just smile as I wear my boots and grab my mask again. “ hey you should have seen Favour’s face when I stabbed her neck with that bottle I mean it was so lovely ” I said with a cute smile before turning to see his expression which I loved actually. “ are we keeping secrets now? ” he managed to say getting out of his shock. “ you never asked ” I replied fixing my mask perfectly and I hear him just chuckle behind me just proud of his little sister. “ if I may ask what is inside that container? ” finally he did “ well a special type of weapon I got from a friend ” I answered pulling my makeup box. I did the make up perfectly and I brush the wig and glue it to it’s place I turned and cousin can’t seem to recognize me. “ Bolanle I think you should be careful.. you know the.. ” “ I know Primo but not even my mother will recognize me tonight and nothing can stop me ” I opened the container again and rub the substance on my thumb really well. I must get my revenge tonight or never. “ but don’t you think you should take it easy you know the….” before he could complete his statement I’m already out like a flash. * 3hours later * The room is dark except for the light that flickers on and off, the body on the floor stirs as it struggle with the rope and here I come in my real appearance like the devil ? itself. A long flowing gown looks so elegant on me with my long fixed weave that reach my back. He struggles a little more and I remove the gag “ who are you? And why are you doing this to me? ” he cried and that makes me laugh I cut the rope and he just lay like that unable to move again. “ don’t worry you are paralyzed from the waist down you won’t be able to move for some moments ” I said lighting a cigarette. “ Bolanle? ” he said with fear in his voice finally recognizing the devil in front of him smiling and using a knife to draw out some pattern on his face without cutting him. “ don’t worry Kanmi I just wanna play you know the kind of game you’ve been playing ever since we got married ” I said stopping the knife on his neck and cutting him slightly. I lick the blood and from the corner of my eye I can see the horror on his face. “ come to think of it Kanmi today is our tenth wedding anniversary won’t we celebrate? ” I said cutting deeper. To be continued….

[Matured Content] Isadora Skaldwood was born a fae of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. However, at birth she was kissed by the goddess of light and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain and shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities—the star price of the famous brothel in the countryside. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond “The Reaper” of the Raven Court, a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared to speak his name. Dangerously handsome with looks identical to a god, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despised him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos—taking her freedom just like everyone else does. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. ~ (Excerpt) "You want to kill me and at the same time, you do not" Isadora’s features were stern and the cold look in her eyes almost forced a laugh out of him. She got more frustrated by his silence, choosing to insult him and be done with it. “Does a madman not know what to do with a mannfae?” “I can think of a thousand ways to kill you," Kraven replied in a velvety voice. "Like first throwing you off-board” Isadora's angry expression morphed into one of horror. “But that would be terrifying, wouldn’t it? Drowning in the dark sea, unable to breathe” he voiced as if he could vividly picture it—and him on board watching. "Tell me, Isadora" A cold chill crawled down her spine. "If I let you go, where would you run to, hm? I told you already this realm isn't kind to outcasts like us" "I'm not like you!" He chuckled lightly. "We're alike. What use could you be to this forsaken realm?" "What use could you have of me?" she asked shakily. “Oh love, I can think of many things but I’m not sure you’re ready… yet” ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Cover is mine!

--- Ariana was rooted to the floor outside of Anthony’s door her heart raced in her chest, like something was preparing to break apart her ribs. She had not wanted to come to a halt, much less listen in on the conversation that was unfolding before her. But the sound of laughter that came from Rachel was not new to her ears which suddenly had her face the direction of the voice like a pupet. “…you’re so bad, Anthony,” Rachel whispered sexily. “I never lie to you,” Anthony countered sullenly then suddenly grew smarmy, “I’m only bad with you.” Reaching out Ariana braced her back against the wall and her mind whirled round with confusion. Glancing around the corner she stopped breathing as she saw them. Rachel resting on Anthony laps, having her hand resting on Anthony’s arm. He leered at her, and from even his bearing suggest that he wanted something more than friendship from her. “She has not realized it yet?” Rachel asked me in low tones as if Shareen was a hopeless case. Anthony chuckled. “He realized Ariana was smart, as well as trusting in his team. That’s her weakness.” Such words are a shock for Ariana as if someone slapped her. [His fists clenched.]His hands shook, and for a moment she considered; she felt that nausea could overcome herself. Trust. That was what she had delivered to them – what she considered they deserved. And now? Now they were laughing about it, about her . She wanted to rush into the room and meet them eye to eye, look them into the eyes and scold them for every single angry word that rises within her chest. But she didn’t move. Not yet. She held a strap of her bag so tightly her hands became gloved. Indeed, she retreated sensibly, her breathing becoming light. It was not so strange they did not notice her go ; of course they did not. Why would they, if they reckoned she did not know any better? And when she came to the door of the house, shutting herself out on the cold evening, when the wind caressed her cheek like a slate, then in her soul something leaped. The heartbreak was still there, but it was buried beneath a wave of something new,rage. But she paused and with her head held high she walked away leaving her legs give away from her. The frosty night’s darkness embraced her when she tripped outside, onto the campus and grass., but the freezing air was no match for the icy sensation in her chest. She began to ponder vigorously various questions, accusations and processes of retaliation in her mind. But she didn’t see the car. This blaring of the horn was too late. There was the pathetic squealing of brakes and a moment of unbearable agony that filled her from head to toe. The world staggered, and the last thing Ariana could make out before everything went black was the night sky above her. Everything went black. ---

[Youngster don't understand the charm of 'milfs', instead mistaking Lolitas as the treaures] Leading a life filled with regret and pain, Li Zhiyan reborn with a seemingly feeble 'system', taking back to 2010. Right at the moment he was about to be publicly rejected at graduation party after confessing his feelings with a bouquet of flowers to the school beauty, Yu Sisi, and about to become a joke among his peers for years. "I...I am reborn?" The wheels of a new fate begin to turn. All along, the school beauty Yu Sisi has only been deceiving and playing with him. In his past life, Li Zhiyan himself did not know and became a laughingstock, but now, as a reborn person, he has already seen the true face of this girl. He chuckled coldly, glanced at the mother of Yu Sisi on the side, the 41-year-old Aunt Gu Wanzhou. She was mature, intellectual, elegant, kind, considerate, low-profile. The sex appeal of a mature milf lady was radiating all around. Li Zhiyan decisively picked up the flowers, ignored the school beauty, and boldly confessed his feelings to this attractive mature woman in front of everyone. "Lady Gu, actually, I've had feelings for you for quite a while.” [Male lead, 18; female lead, 40+]

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)

Gu Jin the boss of a top mafia organization was stunned to find that she had suddenly arrived in Magic World. She thought she transmigrated in a novel about Magic, and she became a supporting character who would die protecting the Female lead, and this is all due to her incompetency in magic. Gu Jin laughed 'incompetency?' She can die in every possible way but not due to incompetency. Before transmigration, she was the queen of the mafia world, a strong-willed iron lady. After transmigration, she became a good-for-nothing? She was nothing but a potential mage. She took an oath to become a Heaven Rank Mage. Every colleague of hers despised her until one day they got to know about her potential. Incompetency? She has a special body type which grants her power to have multiple elements while others only had few. Not talented enough? While others were cultivating and having trouble learning alchemy, she cultivated, made formulas of her own, and learned other things too. Is poor? Sorry with her talent in business and alchemy, she had built a business empire of her own and ranks among the top rich individuals! Does she have no supporters? The citizens of Fujio worship her like a god. Her popularity is more than that of the female lead. Has no family? So what! The little boy she adopted is Beast Tamer, the little girl she rescued was a Mystic cultivator. But the drama began when her biological family picked her up. Turns out the Female Lead was the fake daughter and Gu Jin was the real daughter. The Female lead warned her, "Eldest Brother, Second Brother, and Third Sister are too cold, if they ignore you and you feel hurt I will apologize on their behalf, after all, I am their beloved person." Gu Jin didn't have much hope from her biological family, since the female lead was so lovable... she was sure that they wouldn't love her. However... The Eldest Brother of the family patted Gu Jin's head, "I bought this Star Level Artifact for fun you can have it." Gu Jin: "..." The Second Brother of the family who had a cold nature chuckled, "Who dares to taunt Gu Jin? I will chop off their finger...I mean I will have a civilized talk with them! " Gu Jin:"..." The Third Sister of the family secret sneaked into Gu Jin's room every day and claimed to have a headache, "Sister Jin~ Let me sleep with you~ I am having a headache." Gu Jin: "..." Was the female lead telling her the truth? Why was everything so different? .............................................. Follow the journey of Gu Jin to become a powerful mage. This is an original work. My English is not so good so please bear with me.

In her previous life, Lina Riley harbored an unrequited love for the Fifth Princess, Victoria Ashwood. Lina sacrificed everything for her—securing her place on the throne, protecting her borders, and losing her arm and sight in the process. Yet, her loyalty was repaid with a goblet of poisoned wine and the execution of her entire family. Victoria despised her, accusing Lina of cruelty and of orchestrating her elder sister’s death, deeming her unworthy of love. When the poison took effect, Lina closed her eyes in despair, only to awaken back in the moment they first met. On that fateful day, Lina had stumbled upon Victoria being beaten by palace maids, an encounter that set everything in motion. This time, Lina turned away, choosing a different path, but a faint fragrance of plum blossoms lured her in. One reckless night led to a moment of despair when she awoke to find the coldly beautiful face of her bedmate—Lucille Everard, the Princess Regent. Lucille, while outwardly uninterested in court affairs, was notorious for her swift and decisive actions that had seen emperors replaced with alarming frequency. Compared to Lucille’s power, Lina’s past dealings with Victoria seemed like mere child's play. As Lucille stirred awake, Lina's nerves were frayed. “Given the circumstances, Your Highness, what do you think of me now?” she asked, resigned to her fate. To her surprise, Lucille chuckled softly. “I think you’re wonderful.” Stunned, Lina could only manage a confused “Huh?” From that moment, everything veered off course. Lucille's palace soon bloomed with roses—Lina’s favorite. Amidst the swaying blossoms, the resolute Princess Regent would gently take Lina’s hand, her once-frigid gaze warm and tender. “My dear Lina, you are the finest woman in the world.” In her new life, Lina often dreamed. She dreamt of someone leaving a bouquet of roses at her grave, their robes trailing the light fragrance of plum blossoms. They sipped wine with a wry smile, murmuring, “Silly girl, I avenged you.” Victoria Ashwood was reborn too. She hadn’t expected that killing Lina would provoke her aunt’s ruthless revenge. Determined to avoid a similar fate, she resolved to feign affection for Lina, even if it took a lifetime. At a palace banquet, Victoria was taken aback by Lina’s beauty. Draped in fine silks, Lina was a dazzling sight, so different from the weathered woman Victoria remembered. Drawn to her, Victoria was about to approach when she noticed Lucille at Lina’s side, gently wiping her lips with a soft smile. “Take it slow,” Lucille murmured. Lina paused, then chuckled as she adjusted a strand of Lucille’s hair. Victoria’s heart twisted in fury. When her desperate attempts to win Lina back failed, she demanded, “Why won’t you love me?” Lina sneered. “Show some respect, Fifth Princess. You should address me as Aunt. Besides, your hypocrisy and cold-heartedness make you unworthy of love.” Years ago, a young Lucille Everard encountered a lost girl in the palace gardens. The girl declared that Lucille was beautiful and promised to marry her one day. Thirteen years later, a fateful misunderstanding during a bout of poisoning entwined their paths. What began as teasing quickly turned Lucille from a hunter into prey, helplessly ensnared by the woman she never forgot. Tags: 1. Cold yet protective Princess Regent × Reborn and resigned noblewoman 2. Nine-year age gap (Princess Regent is older) 3. Alternate history, non-patriarchal setting 4. Puppet empress, regent princess ruling behind the scenes 5. Two lifetimes of love, slow-burn romance

“I will let you be on top from tonight, please don’t divorce me, darling!” ----- Evelyn’s fairytale life shattered when a stranger stormed in, claiming to be the real daughter of the Wright family with proof. Her enviable privileges? Stripped away. Her spotless reputation? Tarnished. Her four-year engagement? Abruptly annulled. But the worst betrayal came from her once-loving father, all set to marry her off to settle a business score—with a man twice her age! Everyone in the circle attended this scandalous wedding, eager to witness the downfall of the supposed fake heiress. Yet, the climax was not what even Evelyn had anticipated! Zevian Reign, the nation’s richest tycoon, known for being every woman’s fantasy and the nightmare of all his rivals, made a dramatic entrance. His arrival stunned the guests, but his brazen wish was even more startling! He casually demanded to replace the groom and marry the beautiful bride. No one dared to challenge, nor did anyone have the guts to disobey him. They were left with no choice but to watch the wedding unfold. And it was Evelyn’s time to smirk, for she was now the devil’s wife. And all those who had ruined her, they would pay back in tenfold! ++++ [Excerpt] "Why would I ditch my husband for a loser?" Evelyn chuckled, crossing her arms defiantly. "He is better than him in all the aspects." Her gaze drifted to her ex-fiancé nearby, and she continued with a smirk, "Actually, a lot better in bed." As Annabelle’s face flushed with disdain, Evelyn patted her back and leaned in to deliver another slap. "So, good luck with licking my leftovers, dear step-sister. He's a perfect match for you."

“Rate that one,” Ethan whispered, sidling up to me as I tried to swallow my frustration. He gestured toward another girl walking by with her father—a tall man with a belly that strained his too-small suit jacket. “Girl’s a solid six,” Ethan murmured, barely holding back his grin. “Dad? Three. No, wait. Two-point-five. Those shoes are a crime.” “Piss off,” I hissed, though the corner of my mouth twitched. Teely joined him, holding two champagne flutes, one of which she offered to me. “You look like you need it.” “Gee, thanks,” I muttered, downing the drink in one go. It didn’t help. Teely laughed softly. “Relax, Luca. You’ll survive this. Probably.” “Only because I haven’t strangled anyone yet,” I shot back, earning another chuckle from Ethan. “Seriously, though,” Ethan said, dropping his voice. “You’ve gotta pick someone, or your dad’s gonna lose his mind. And let’s be honest, the guy doesn’t have much sanity left to lose.” I sighed, rubbing the back of my neck. “I’m not picking anyone. None of these people matter.” “Your funeral,” Ethan said with a shrug, though there was a flicker of understanding in his eyes. He knew. He always knew. The night dragged on, every interaction blurring into the next. Girls smiled politely, their fathers talked about alliances, and I nodded through all of it like I wasn’t seconds away from bolting out the door. Then it hit me. A scent. Faint, but unmistakable. It was like rain on warm soil, mixed with something sweet and soft—something her. My chest tightened, my wolf snapping to attention like someone had just poured gasoline on a fire. I froze, the world around me dimming as I tried to track it. My head snapped to the left, then to the right. Where? Where was it coming from? “Luca?” Ethan’s voice sounded far away, like it was coming from underwater. There. My eyes locked on the grand staircase at the far end of the hall. A girl was descending, her dress shimmering in the light like it was made of emeralds. Her movements were slow, almost deliberate, and I couldn’t see her face yet. But I didn’t need to. My heart hammered in my chest, each beat louder than the last. She was holding the arm of a man—tall, broad-shouldered, and irritatingly familiar. But I couldn’t focus on him. Not when she finally turned her head, her face coming into view. Quinn. My legs nearly gave out. My breath caught, my wolf howling inside me. It was her. After everything, she was here. And she wasn’t alone. ******************************************************************* Seventeen-year-old Quinn Wayne moves with her family from bustling New York City to a secluded, mist-shrouded town in Alaska, where her parents have purchased a dilapidated inn. Surrounded by dense forests and towering mountains, the picturesque town promises a fresh start—but Quinn quickly realizes it holds secrets far darker than she could have ever imagined. In this epic journey of love, sacrifice, and self-discovery, Quinn must rise as the Lunar Guardian, embracing her newfound powers and her identity as Luca’s mate. The path ahead is uncertain, filled with loss, triumph, and transformation. But one thing is clear: the choices Quinn makes will forever alter the balance between humans and werewolves—and determine whether love can conquer even the darkest of curses.

Author-san here! Well, you're smart to stop by here. So I won't praise you all anymore. (^_^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly pop your popcorn and read away!  Oh… And don't forget to check out my other books: • I'm The King Of Technology •Help!: I Think My System Is Trying To Kill Me! And, •In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park... You can also visit my website for more books: Ps/// THE PACE WILL BE SLOW AT THE BEGINNING TO SET EVERYTHING IN MOTION. But after a while, it will pick up quickly. . . Now, back to the synopsis. Er-Erhmm.. (narrator-voice on) ... In another world called Blue Star, the famous son of wealth, Dorian D. Tian, is thrown into a whirl of unfortunate circumstances, resulting in his death. . His parents had a brutal car accident that left them in a coma, and his uncle had quickly taken over the company,  and seized the company, making sure that he was financially crippled for good. With that, the famous young master struggled desperately. And in the end, he gave in to his despair and depression, leaving the sad, lonely world. The end? Heh... Think again! Because in that brief moment, the lifeless corpse suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a deep calm look. That's right. Another mysterious soul had entered the body. But if one thought this story was just about revenge, then sorry... that wasn't even the half of it! .... The mysterious entity suddenly triggered an exorcist system. And from then on, both humans and even those from the underworld shuddered in fear and despair at the mysterious soul's cruelty. [Humans]: "Demon! Demon! You're definitely a demon!" [Demons]: "Help! Help! The famous demon wants to eat me!" [Evil Spirits]: "You!... Are you the one who is an evil spirit or us? Why the hell did it seem like you're the demonic one instead?" [Ghouls]: "You stay away from me! Stay away from me now, you evil entity!" [Hellhounds]: "Are you sure you're not the son of hades?" The system couldn't help looking at its host in doubt. Its indicators said that its host was indeed mortal. But why did it feel like something was wrong with its host? Dorian lightly chuckled in amusement. He would also like to ask the same question. What exactly was his identity? Well, this would be the biggest mystery of all. But Dorian wasn't in a hurry. Who were his enemies, and who were his allies? Soon, he would find the truth. In the meantime, why not play a little? "Demon! stay back!" "Oooo~~~... I... I want to go back to the underworld where it's safe." "Run for your lives! The demon is here!" …..

The East+[Shelter + Management + Apocalypse Rotation + Steady Male Protagonist] The apocalypse game has descended upon humanity, throwing the world into chaos. People are randomly assigned shelters across the globe, and every month, apocalyptic disasters rotate like clockwork: searing heat, unrelenting cold, meteor showers, mutant plants, and rampaging monsters. Survival hinges on venturing out to scavenge resources, battling the elements, and upgrading shelters to withstand an onslaught of catastrophes. Yi Bai is just another player in this brutal game—or so it seems. But soon, he discovers that his shelter talent is unlike any other. [Homebody’s Paradise (SSS-Class)]: For every day spent in his shelter, Yi Bai receives critical survival rewards tailored to his needs. The higher his shelter level, the better the rewards. “A top-tier talent! I can get stronger just by staying at home?” While others are fighting tooth and nail outside their shelters—battling monsters, scouring for food, and struggling to survive—Yi Bai is quietly turning his shelter into the ultimate fortress. Resources, weapons, food, and equipment pour in effortlessly. His Sealy bed? Supreme comfort. The S-Class combat beauty awarded to him? Lounging by his side. Apocalypse resources? Stacked so high he can’t even spend them all. With nothing more than patience and a talent for staying put, Yi Bai becomes an unstoppable force. “You call this the apocalypse?” He chuckles, sinking deeper into his plush bed. “This is paradise for homebodies!”

“Are you scared?” Vaerion asked, his deep voice muffled slightly by the helmet he wore. Asuriel sniffled, swallowing the remnants of her emotional breakdown. In contradiction to the nervousness she felt boiling in her stomach, she scoffed, “Of course not.” “A shame,” the devil chuckled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Let’s fix that.” Before Asuriel could ask what he meant, the motorcycle’s engine roared to life, and inertia sent her body backward. She instinctively jumped forward and tightened her grip on the man’s waist. The sounds of the bike reverberated deep in her chest, making a home in her ribcage. The pair flew through the night, passing cars and buildings so quickly that it all looked like multicolored streaks of light rushing by. Her heartbeat soared as adrenaline and fear filled her bloodstream. As they rode out of the city, Vaerion spoke to her through their mind-link, his tone possessive, “Your fear is mine to evoke. Don’t you dare cry again – unless I’m the one to make you.” —— In a modern, urban world where the celestial and infernal realms secretly shape mortal existence, Asuriel has always considered herself an ordinary woman with a passion for mixing drinks and living a boring, ignoble life. But as her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, everything changes. Powerful abilities hidden deep beneath the surface since childhood finally begin to burst through, revealing her cursed heritage – which marks her as both a miracle and an abomination. A beastly devil named Vaerion Sinclair—the charismatic and ruthless CEO of one of the largest business conglomerates—has been tied to her since she was young by her strange abilities. Now, having been awoken, the bond they share is activated – both physically and mentally. Being forced to share dreams and stay within 10 feet of a stranger 24/7 is troublesome, to say the least... especially when he is a walking temptation. As these new, unbridled powers threaten to tear her apart, she discovers that, if she wants to survive, she has to unravel the mystery of her origins and the prophecy tied to her bloodline. Her body has turned into a ticking time bomb. Alongside Vaerion, who is obligated to help out of the selfish desire to preserve his own life, the pair uncovers threads of lies, betrayal, and forbidden love that could ignite a war between the celestial and infernal realms. —— My Inkbound Devil gives you a slice of all your favorite tropes: urban, fantasy romance with a devil-beast CEO and dark, heavy atmosphere… with R18 smut as icing on the cake.~ Join us on this adventure, and support the novel if you enjoy it! Expect daily updates~

Known as "the in bird that shared it's wings"'only possess one wing. Unless a male and female pair lean on one another and act as one, they're in capable of flight. To be exact they are imperfect but for some reason their way of life struck me as essentially beautiful. _ "I Want to shower, I don't like my taste".Autosua said with a calm voice, although her pale skin was very moist she still felt dirty. "Again?" Don't you think all this unnecessary behavior is not needed?" A man putting on a suit said as he stared at the airplane. "Hahaha." Antosia chuckled, then a stern look appeared on her face. Then Antosia tensed the fine hairs on her back. "I haven't seen you this calm." Antosia sent a cold stare at the thing, to be more precise, the creature. Before she knew it, the creature turned to a human. "The aeroplane will land any moment from now, so please be prepared," the creature who turned to a human said, only to find her boss staring at her with her red eyes, which could send goosebumps down anyone's spine. Without any reply from her boss, the dark-haired lady gave a slight bow to Antosia and then she left, far away from where she was. The new intake, that is, the first-year students in the university, was having an annual welcoming event. Kristen, Evelyn, Marble, Crypto, Ephesian, Sterlin, Crystal, and the last but not the least, Pristin, you are now a Qualified Parasite. You are to begin your lessons and training on Monday. Hope you enjoy this place and have fun unlocking your sterilizer. Thank you, that's all for today. Everyone, a round of applause for this group, the prestigious Parasite Sterile.

Rumors say that if you ever come across an extremely handsome man in a doctor's coat twirling a shiny scalpel between his fingers with an alluring smile on his lips that takes your breath away… Run. For he is the devil. *** Yang Mingshen’s existence screams of six adjectives - Handsome, wealthy, talented, narcissist, arrogant and evil. He is an unrivaled doctor from one of the most affluent and prestigious Underworld families, who sees only medicine and his own interests. Until a desire consumes him - to have a woman’s heart. That woman, Song Jia, continues to put all the wrongs to right as a capable police officer. She, whose life was once saved by the devil doctor, refuses to bend to his tempting seduction. “I will just take your heart and put it in somebody else's chest. It won't hurt at all, I promise~” “Yes because I will be dead to feel anything.” But the bad news comes knocking when Yang Mingshen becomes the lead forensic investigator to assist in her cases. With a devil now clinging to her, she comes across a deep, dark and cruel web of conspiracies stained with blood, love, hatred, revenge, politics and much more. Treading into dangerous territories, will they be able to uncover the net of lies and deceit? And maybe find love along the way? *EXCERPT* “I am not the weak patient anymore. You try to grab my neck and I will break your wrist,” Jia threw him a death glare. Mingshen leaned in closer, chuckling devilishly. "I told you before, Spicy. I have saved your life. I have touched your heart quite literally. So that heart beating in your chest right now belongs to Yang Mingshen. If I want it, I will have it.”

------------------ After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes. she got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light. Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in. ------------------- "I remember telling you my little fox, if you came back, your escape chances will be zero to none." he said as he gently outlined her jawline down to her neck and her clavicle with his jade like fingers. "Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room. seeing those eyes, his lips curved in amusement, he took hold of her right wrist and showed her the bracelet she was wearing. "Well, you already have my stamp on you, so... from your mind to your heart and from your body to soul, everything is under my ownership,.... all of you are mine, baby girl." her indifferent eyes instantly filled with anger and irritation. She glared at him and forcefully pulled her hand out of his grip. he chuckled dotingly at her reaction as he held her face in his palms and said, " Now that's my little fox with those bright eyes." -------------------

[space + superpower+ farming + family + babies + slow pace + face slapping] Elena has returned from a dark future where society has collapsed. Now, as the apocalypse approaches once more, she must confront the dangers alongside her husband, Ethan, and his courageous family. Together, they fight against natural disasters, mutant beasts, and an alien invasion that threatens to eradicate humanity. Join Elena and Ethan as they navigate the world full of uncertainty. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Excerpt: Triplets little show (2 years old) Ethan was strolling through the living room when he spotted his son climbing on the desk. Ethan: “Leo, come down!” Baby 1, in the kitchen, turned around and sprinted to the sofa. Baby 1: “Daddy, eo!” [pointing at himself earnestly] Ethan: “Oops, my mistake! Leo’s here; Finn, get down now!” Baby 3 burst from the bedroom, rushing to the sofa. Baby 3: “Daddy!” [looking puzzled] Ethan: “Finn?” Baby 3: “Daddy, Finn!” [leaping into Ethan’s arms] Ethan felt his face heat up. Just then, Max darted down the table, throwing himself into Elena’s embrace. Baby 2: [giggling as Elena smothered her with kisses] “Mommy!” Elena shot Ethan a knowing look, her eyes saying, “You mixed them up again.” Ethan: [with a playful glint in his eye] “Can you blame me? They’re all adorable little lookalikes!” They both chuckle, watching the chaos unfold.

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

“what? She killed her own son?” Whispers like those filled the air, everywhere she walked. “Gosh, what a monster!” All sound suddenly stopped the moment she went into the church, getting on her knees, and closing both hands that shook out of fear, starvation and a bit of something else together. “father… please forgive me.” Her eyes closed, and she pressed her head onto the ground. The wonderful statue that stood Almighty above her shined always. “I beg for your forgiveness dear father.” She said again but this time in a Shaky voice, tears nearly now rolling out her eyes. The door opened and a tall handsome man walked in. That man was her husband, and he looked at her with disgust. “Dakota…” she turned while still being on her knees, her hand reaching for his legs, but then, he moved back. Avoiding her completely. “now you come here for forgiveness?” he nearly scoffed Her eyes widened. Her husband too? She chuckled, tears pricking the side of her eyes. Her beautiful blond hair had became messy, and her complexion turned pale, her finger nails looked like they needed serious manicure. “it… it wasn’t my fault… it wasn’t.” She sobbed, but instead of him comforting her, he only turned his back. She looked up and the door slammed hard, silence staying still with her. “Dakota?” in a weak pleading voice, she called, and after no response, clenched her fists. Why did she have to get punished for what wasn’t even her fault? She sobbed once again, this time, uncontrollably. Her eyes now swelling with tears, and her hands trying to brush them away. It kept on coming. “what have I done for everyone to point hatred to me? Huh?!…”veronica looked down at the knife they usually used for slicing the bread, it seemed they had forgotten it this time. she took the knife, hesitant at first, but after getting deeper into realization that no one was coming to stop her, pressed it against her neck. “everyone has turned their backs on me when I needed them… so,” a smile tainted her lips. “I atone for all, my sins.” Splash!

Five Doors... Five Grands... Five Tides to Overcome! The Boy Admired his father, adored him, worshipped him as infallible. But even such a man was forced to kneel in the face of death. SNAP! The young boy looked at the slumped figure of his father as he was forcefully carried away. The chaotic situation caused him to be unable to process much more than the figure of his falling father. He didn't know why but the word 'SNAP' perfectly described his state of mind. He lost it. He thought it strange. The value of life. It seemed so unsurmountable in one and so pointless in another. Was this all his father amounted to? His eyes dulled. His tears dried up. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle. It truly was amusing. A small chuckle turned into incoherent laughter, a deep seethed despise being born in his Heart! His world... His Diagram... It was no longer. ... For Updates On Me: https://www.instagram.com/lol_i.create/ [Note: Artwork does not belong to me]

"I will be ok papa," Shai said "I just want to make sure you're safe," Leif said "I will be fine I love you," Shai said "Love you too," Leif said Sadly It didn't turn out so, Shai Aqua went to work followed by a mysterious figure watching her before disappearing, she came back home to find it destroyed with a shining blue portal in the middle of her room. She was pulled into the portal away from her realm into another one, "What are you looking at Judy?" Eurus asked walking up to her, Judy pointed at a hole in the ground, when they looked into the hole it showed a woman with brown hair, Judy's instincts kicked and she slid down the hole to see if the woman was alive, "Judy!" Eurus yelled before following her, Judy puts her head on the woman's chest to hear her heartbeat, "She's alive," Judy said under her breath, Eurus stands next to her, pulls Judy off the woman, Shai was found by Judy and Eurus and brought to their home to be sheltered. Shai woke up after hearing from the figure in a different realm with an AI that had his own goal. "What is your motive?" Herman hums at this a little lullaby, showing her sites of mass destruction, Claire blocks most of it but she sees glimpses of mass death and ruin, she sees wars and rumors of wars, and she sees him above Judy and Eurus's dead body with Shai gets her throat crushed and thrown to the ground in front of her, Claire fell to her knees cradling Judy in her arms. She felt an odd pain in her head and opened her eyes still seeing him there, "Why do you want this? This is madness! we could live peacefully with them but you want death tell me why?" Claire asserted Herman just stared at her before chuckling at her, "Do you believe that I wanted to do this? I am programmed to be this way..... An AI that wants the death of humanity. that is made by insane scientists who wanted the death of all humanity, I'm what they couldn't even dream of, these humans don't deserve to live on this planet. That the elites of this world made it worse. So why not do what I am programmed to do?" Herman explained plainly, Shai didn't know but that was one of the reasons she was sent into that realm. To help this realm get rid of the AI and help twist it to their ways,