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"World conquest was never part of the plan." Yu Chen was just an ordinary programmer, slaving away at his desk, fixing bugs for a popular kingdom-building game. His life was a cycle of endless work, sleepless nights, and little appreciation. One fateful night, while struggling to fix a game-breaking bug that granted players an absurd amount of upgrade points, his exhausted heart gave out. But death wasn't the end for Yu Chen. He awoke in a world strangly familiar... he had transmigrated into the very game he had been working on, now inhabiting the body of a notorious tyrant emperor, Arkanos Bloodbane, whose empire was on the brink of destruction. Surrounded by enemies, with rebellions simmering within and war on every front, Yu Chen, now Arkanos, quickly realizes the gravity of his situation. But to his shock, he discovers that he still has access to the game's system interface—complete with the million upgrade points from the bug he had tried to fix! With his knowledge of game mechanics, strategic mind, and a wealth of upgrade points, Arkanos sets out to turn the crumbling empire into an unstoppable force. He begins by summoning legendary heroes, deploying advanced technologies never before seen in this world, and revolutionizing his military and infrastructure. As he pushes his empire to greatness, Arkanos must navigate the treacherous politics of the imperial court, fend off treacherous factions, and outmaneuver the rival nations that seek to destroy him. But with each victory, he realizes that this world is not just a game—it's his new reality. The stakes are higher, the dangers more real, and the consequences of failure more dire than ever. [Reminder, contented intended for mature audiences.] Discord link: https://discord.gg/zbQwWCSCrn

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. ＊ Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. ＊ Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.

Open your eyes and become a young player from Arsenal who is about to be eliminated in 2010. Fortunately, he has a proficiency panel. From [Strength Iv1] to [Muscle Tyrant Iv5]; From [Run Iv1] to [Lightning Speed ​​Iv5]; From [Long Shot Iv1] to [Tomahawk Heavy Cannon Iv5]! In this era of brilliant stars, when Messi and Ronaldo are about to become the two heroes of the world, he joins hands with Wenger and is destined to write a new football myth. Years later, when he suddenly looks back, he finds that he has achieved a Grand Slam that dominates everything and is unparalleled in the world! He is called the God of Football!

“Please, can we not do this here?” Ariana pleaded, she feared someone would walk in on them. “You shouldn't worry about anyone walking in to see me ravishing your beautiful body. I will pluck out their eyes and make you understand that only i get to see you this way.” Alexander chuckled and moved her closely to him to untie her blouse. “B..but..” Ariana tried opposing, while trying to hide her moans when she felt his kisses. This isn't right. He doesn't know that she's not the one he's looking for. He groaned and pushed her against his desk. “You have starved me enough for a while, Now bend over and let me have a taste of my wife.” . . For Ariana, being Andrew's wife has been the only dream that she couldn't wait to fulfill . But fate takes a drastic turn, when she meets his fianceè at her very own engagement dinner with his parents, for her inability to meet his parents daughter-in-law status. Fate takes a drastic turn when she gets kidnapped that night, gets shoved right at the altar as a bride of a ruthlessly vicious man, Alexander Knights, who would kill every single eye that looks at his wife, because she belongs to him only and she's never leaving his side anymore. With an incident that has him in coma, Ariana gets to learn that she looks just like his run away fianceè, hence that being the reason why she's mistaken for his lover. Will a marriage backed by lies eventually give her the anticipated love life that she wants? What will happen when Alexander’s fianceè comes back to finally take back her position? Would it be too late or would Ariana eventually become Alexander’s one and only legal wife? Let's read to find out!

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

In the year 2060 where the world had developed to the point of VR games being the top trend. A young man in his early twenties living his life in the slams discovered an illegal VR game named Bankrupt Online while raiding the home of a CEO. Upon entering the game, he's introduced to a fantasy setting which was a rearity since robots and mech games were the norm in that era. Being naive about how the game worked and the reason it was illegal, he got himself stuck in it, becoming a pawn for the developers to regain their lost funds. With that, he became one of the strongest characters, managing to pay off his debt of over a million dollars in months. Finally freeing himself from the strings that made him a puppet of the game. Want to know how things played out for him? Join me as I narrate the story of Bankrupt Online

In a world divided into five continents, each holding a powerful Ethereal Sphere, those who collect all the spheres can have their greatest wish granted—but at a great cost. Kai, a young fighter marked by a mysterious spiral-shaped scar, embarks on a journey to uncover the truth about his past and the power within him. Alongside his companions—Miko, a technological genius, and Reika, a mystical warrior—Kai faces deadly enemies, including the dark Lord Zorak, who seeks to control the spheres for his own destructive purposes. As they race to stop him, Kai and his team must confront their greatest fears and secrets, discovering that their destinies are intertwined with the fate of the universe itself.

Emma Lancaster never imagined that a rainy afternoon at an estate sale would change her life forever. When she discovers an antique desk with intricate carvings and a cryptic note tucked inside, she unwittingly opens a doorway to an impossible connection. The note claims the desk is a bridge between times, allowing letters to traverse decades. Skeptical yet intrigued, Emma writes back—and receives a response from Adrian, a man living in the year 2147. Adrian is a scientist navigating a future world of towering cities, advanced technology, and haunting loneliness. Bound by curiosity and an undeniable spark, the two begin exchanging letters, sharing their lives, dreams, and fears. But as their bond deepens, so do the stakes. Secrets about the desk's origins and Adrian's time emerge, and Emma discovers a shocking truth about her role in their connection. With time itself standing between them, Emma and Adrian must confront the question: can love transcend the boundaries of the past and the future, or are they destined to remain worlds apart? Heartfelt and thought-provoking, A Love Written in Time is a tale of love, fate, and the unbreakable thread that binds souls across the ages.

For Aarav, life is a blur of monotony—endless days at his desk, chasing a theory that may be nothing more than a wild guess. But everything changes when an infection, one that’s been silently spreading, erupts into chaos. The newsroom becomes ground zero as the outbreak tears through the city, forcing Aarav and his colleague to flee for their lives. Trapped in a building now overrun with the infected, left with no escape and no certainty. The clock is ticking, and the horrors outside threaten to consume him at every turn. Will he survive long enough to find a way out, or will the relentless spread of the infection be the end of him?

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee

There was once an innocent little boy who was about to graduate high school. But suddenly, a truck ran him over before he could step foot in adult life. From his cruel twist of fate, he learns that after a person dies, they simply go to a result screen—a simple score system based on how publicly known they are. Being the nobody, he only had enough points to use the wheel spin—three shots that would determine his upcoming life. The wheel first landed on females, crushing his hope of keeping his gender. But he wasn't just going to give up so easily as the male section remained. The next spin didn't land on what he hoped for. With one last shot, he slammed the button and prayed. A miracle, almost as if god answered his prayer, appeared right before his eyes as it landed on a male. "Thank you, god! I knew you'd never give up on me like that——Wait, what do you mean that's a bug?" Before he could say anything, he was reborn into a fantasy world where magic and cultivation coexist. Want to find out what he got for his upcoming adventure? Well, let's just say he experiences the three stages of grief with his awful luck. --- Disclaimer: Some of the love interests are related to the main character, and the main character's love interests are only towards women. Four chapters a week. The upload schedule may be a little wacky, and no bonus chapter for now as I'm still currently in college. Discord server if you want to talk or have questions: https://discord.gg/hnXMFwfVR3

[Pre-Author's Note: MC develops as time passes, it starts out slow but surely] "The Apocalypse isn't just fit for anyone... Without Strength, you're just a tool waiting to be exploited, So hurry the fuck up and get some strength already," The world ended in an instant. One moment, Simon, a 20-year-old game designer, was sitting at his desk, immersed in code. The next, the sky cracked open and monsters poured into the streets. Werewolves with claws sharp enough to slice through steel. Undead skeletons that marched with deadly purpose and Zombies that infected humans with the power of their bite. The gods had unleashed an apocalypse, and humanity was no longer at the top of the food chain. Simon ran, he survived... and then he was granted a power. |Congratulations You have been binded to the Vampire Overlord System| He was something else. A vampire overlord. Yet the Apocalpyse had only just begun...

A compelling and ravishing love story collection of LGBTQ+ short stories that invites you to explore the diverse and new experiences. Although there are few of them smoking hot but some are soft-Love stories. "Mature Content And NO Rape", Totally fictional Short-Stories Series 1)Front Desk Letters. 2) Pride and Perceptions. These stories are not only windows into unique journeys but also reflections of universal desires for love, acceptance, and belonging. Together, we hope to contribute to a world where every individual, irrespective of their gender identity or sexual orientation, can live authentically, love wholeheartedly, and find the acceptance they deserve.

He grabbed her hand and turned her to him. She tried struggling but his hold was firm, " you are mine Audrey, whether you like it or not, you are mine" He groaned the words to her. " no I'm not" That only made him chuckle and then carried her to his desk. Acting like a caveman possessed, he moved all things on his desk to the floor violently. " You shall serve your husband as you should, right on this desk" He said and smirked before pecking her on the cheek. Audrey had goosebumps from his touch but she could not summit so willingly like she craved him. " Aiden, stop" her words came out like a whisper but he heard her. " No man on earth can stop me from having you little Audrey " With that, he started ravishing her right on his desk.

The grand doors of Edelweiss Swordschool creaked open, revealing a vast courtyard surrounded by towering spires and the impressive silhouette of the castle. Lein stood at the entrance, his eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He adjusted the cloak around him, feeling the warmth of the earring given to him by his father's old swordmaster. As he stepped forward, a hand clapped down on his shoulder, causing him to turn. A fellow student, a girl of his age with fiery red hair and a mischievous glint in her eyes, grinned at him. "Hey there, new kid! You must be Lein, right?" she said with a playful tone. Lein gave a nod, managing a small smile. "Yes, that's me. Lein von Hrunting." "I'm Elara. Welcome to Edelweiss!" She gestured to the sprawling campus. "Come on, I'll show you around and help you get settled." As they strolled through the courtyard, Elara pointed out the training grounds, the library, and the various towers where students attended classes. Lein couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale of the school. "So, why did you come here?" Elara asked, glancing at him. Lein hesitated for a moment before replying, "My father believes I might have a talent for being a Spellblade, like him. He arranged for me to study here." "Ah, a Spellblade! That's impressive. You'll be training with the best of the best," she said with a grin. "That being said, you'll be expected to beat them if that is truly your goal." They reached the entrance of the castle, and Elara opened the door for Lein. The interior was just as imposing as the exterior, with polished marble floors and towering pillars. As they walked through the corridors, Lein couldn't shake the feeling that all eyes were on him. Elara led him to a room with a wooden door bearing the emblem of Edelweiss. "This is your room," she announced, pushing the door open. Inside, Lein found a neatly arranged space with a comfortable bed, a small desk, and a window that offered a view of the surrounding mountains. His luggage was already placed by the bed. "Your stuff arrived earlier. We've got a few hours before the welcoming ceremony, so take your time settling in. If you need anything, I'll be around." Elara said, giving him a friendly wave before heading out. Alone in his new room, Lein took a deep breath. This was the beginning of a new chapter in his life. As he unpacked his belongings, he couldn't help but wonder what challenges and adventures awaited him at Edelweiss Swordschool. Little did he know, the journey ahead would test not only his skills but also the mysterious power that lay dormant within him. The cloak of anonymity provided by the earring would prove to be both a blessing and a curse in the days to come.

I looked at death. Death looked at me. “I wasn’t expecting you to come like this…”death finally says. “Right, I wasn’t expecting it either… oh well, so am i going to be vanquished now?”, I calmly asked back. After staring at me for what felt like hours, he quietly mumbled, “ 1500 years ago, you helped me, it’s only right that i return this favour now.” “Hahaha! Are you pitying me, little brat? There’s no need though. I was getting tired of playing a puppet to those annoying bastards since a long time ago.” “You have always been an eccentric one, Chief Terra”, he sighed as he stared intently at me. “Quit staring. Hurry up and get done with the procedures. I really want to get some rest now.” “I can pull some tricks you know. , Death slowly looked away from me as he took out a greyish blue fountain pen and resumed his duties. “Ugh! Just seeing you like this reminds me of the old days as a pushover that only worked her wings off on that holy desk...Can you just start the vanquished already” Hearing my complains, Death’s hands slightly paused before he started scribbling again. “I found a loophole in the rules book sometime ago…it said that “ A mistake can be overlooked if the creator of that world itself takes responsibility by going in it and makes a unique change that changes the genre of the world and gives the readers a satisfactory ending.” “I have to listen to this gibberish rules and regulations even after I resigned! Wow!”, I didn’t flinch and kept looking back at this seven headed horse who looked like it wanted to scam me of my ticket to eternal rest. . . . I shouldn’t have agreed to that damn swindler! I should have noticed something was off when he started talking about loopholes in the Transmigration Bureau Regulations Book! I got transmigrated into the ultimate mistake of my career - “Regressing Until I Become God Again” !!! Thanks to creating the world of that novel i became the first ever God to almost create a god…which obviously went horribly wrong due to unknown reasons. Ever since then, my life as the chief of the World Creating Department of the transmigration bureau took a cosmic decline. I finally couldn’t stand it any longer and decided to resign. I felt eternal rest would be better than working as a chief who was looked down on by the enter bureau due to that incident. I had a few regrets from back then when I banished the male lead of the world into the black hole when he went on a rampage after almost becoming a god. I didn’t wish for that to happen cause i was the one who made him and that world. And now here i am, “Scale of Heavenly Virtues and Sins ” Chief Terra, an ex- transmigration bureau god instead of being rewarded eternal rest after resigning, i was transmigrated as the missing fiancé of the male lead who dies at the beginning of the novel.

He was her professor and she was his student. He shouldn’t have told her to stay behind for her ‘punishment’ and he most definitely shouldn’t have told her to spread her legs on his desk when he had a class in the next five minutes. ”Do it, professor. Burn me.” Kayla Hastings is a wild party girl, who is carefree loves to have fun, and has a bubbly personality but she is feisty and squeamish, completely different from Oliver Wilde who is uptight, cold, and hates lateness to his bone. Both of them have secrets and a past they desperately want to forget but what happens when the opposite attracts? And they are tossed into a world where they have to confront their pasts, betrayal, love, pain, and war against their hearts and future?

Kisah anak-anak remaja yang beranjak dewasa, dimana masing-masing dari mereka memiliki masalah hidupnya masing-masing. Refan, Reisya, Ruri, Simon, Miko, Zahra, Nando, Nindy, Lucy, dan Gavin. Mereka semua memiliki kisah hidupnya masing-masing, dimana ego dan perasaan menjadi landasan dari sebuah perubahan besar dalam hidup mereka. Di saat hati sudah menguasai, apakah logika bisa melawannya? Baik sadar atau tidak, nyatanya perasaan lah yang selalu menang atas perdebatannya dengan ego. Anak muda adalah awal dari kisah mereka, setelah beranjak dewasa barulah mereka mengerti arti perasaan yang sebenarnya. Lalu jika masalah terjadi di antara kehidupan mereka, apakah rasa itu ikut bersalah? Hati seseorang tidak bisa di tentukan oleh kehendak orang lain, karna kekuasaan sepenuhnya ada pada si pemilik hati sendiri. Apakah ia menerima perasaan itu, atau malah membuang. ( Mengandung beberapa part 21+)

[Warning: strong mature content] Jasmine Everly was humiliated and thrown out of the house after being served with divorce papers by her husband, Sabastian Donovan, the only person she had ever loved, all due to a heartbreaking misunderstanding. She was so dependent on Sabastian that she had no one else and nowhere else to turn. Hurt and broken, she contemplated the end, but fate intervened when she discovered her pregnancy after enduring multiple miscarriages. This gave her the reason and determination to live. She worked hard to stand on her own just to give her daughter everything. After 6 years, she meets her ex-husband again as an investor in the design studio she works for, and he demands that she work with him for a month. What happens in a month? Why does he want her now? Will he find out that he has a daughter? Will they finally solve their misunderstanding and get back together? Or does he still love her? Will they have a happy ending? --------- He let my hands go and moved back a little, asking, "So she is not my daughter?" His voice was so calm, mirroring his eyes. It.... It's scary. Why did he suddenly turn so clam...? "No." I stood my ground, even though my heart was shouting to tell him the truth. All of a sudden, he grabbed my throat and slammed me against the wall, making my eyes widen. The unknown sensation spread across my skin like a wildfire. "So what if she is not my daughter? You still belong to me! But not in the fucking way I promised, but in the way you deserve!" His dark harsh voice vibrated on the edge of the earshell and sent a shiver down my spine, breaking out the cold sweat. "Wha...what....?!" My words were swallowed by his kiss, harsh unforgiving and hungry kiss. My body froze against his huge one as he pushed me against the wall with his, making me a sandwich between him and the wall. My eyes rolled back, and my mind stopped working as all I could feel was him, his body, and his lips. "You are always mine! Remember this, Jas!".

I slammed my fists against my temples, the pain shooting through my skull like a jagged lightning bolt. "What's wrong with you, Hailey?" I screamed, my voice echoing off the hospital room walls. "Why can't you remember? Just remember who you were!" The machines surrounding me sprang to life, their beeps and alarms blaring in a cacophony of sound. My heart rate spiked, and my hormones surged, sending my body into a frenzy. Suddenly, a flurry of white coats burst into the room. Nurses rushed to my side, their faces etched with concern. One of them quickly injected a sedative into my IV, and I felt my eyelids growing heavy. As the darkness closed in, I caught a glimpse of the nurses' worried faces, their mouths moving in slow motion as they spoke words I couldn't quite hear. The machines continue to beep and whirl, their sounds fading into the distance as I succumbed to the darkness.

Will you love me if I'm a monster? First female lead A domineering CEO who is 25 years old young beautiful lady, who is smart and perfect, all guys fell for her just by her one glance a pretty lady with long red hair with a pair of black twinkling colour eyes everyone admires her and call her beauty goddess but no one knows her darkest secret who is cursed by a witch in bright daylight whose beauty shines but at night she turns into an ugly monster. ————————————————————— First male lead Qing yuan a 20-year-old handsome college going guy who is excellent in everything let it be studies, sports or arts, all-girls admire him a lot, but he hates women a lot. But no one knows his innocent personality is hiding a big secret he owns world's biggest mafian gang and currently he is on mission he is searching for a girl who have long black hairs reaching till her knees and red bloody eyes. How both of their life is interconnect with each other, how will fate decide to make them together? A love between a CEO monster and Gangster! ————————————————————— Excerpt: Li rong said while sitting on her comfortable sofa "darling love me and I will give you my all wealth" "Wealth? Huh? " Qing yuan laughed maniacally and replied sarcastically "have you ever saw a normal human being falling in love with a monster? " Li rong gave him a devilish smile and came closer to him and said "don't wanna love me? Then spend your whole life in these four walls of a room and die" Qing yuan said while struggling to open his tied hands with rope "even if I have to die I'm willing to die but I will never gonna love you " Li rong came closer to him and licked his lips "ummm salty... Tomorrow I'm gonna feed you chocolate cake so that you can talk sweetly" While giving a faint smile li rong left the room while slamming the door ————————————————————— Second female lead Lu jia a 30 years old beautiful and awesome lady and where people call li rong beauty goddess but when it comes to lu jia people call her demon Goddess where Li rong is cold domineering then Lu jia is colder and baddie where people admire her beauty but behind her back they are scared of lu jia.But there is one problem she cant fell in love.Why? Cause she doesn't feel any kind of emotions towards anyone. ————————————————————— Second male lead Han qilu a 20 years old good and a sincere baby boy who is adored by all girls in his college girls loves to look at his cute face, his personality is different he is like a small baby who always gets in trouble and goes to his guardian while whining.But he is secretly in love with his guardian. How he will gonna seduce his guardian? Let's see ;) ————————————————————— Excerpt: "baby boy you are my food don't think too highly of yourself," jia said "so what I can be your husband and food both can't I?" qilu answered "husband? hahaha"jia laughed maniacally" you are not even my boyfriend and you are wondering about becoming my husband? You sure have guts" "I know right I have learned this from you," qilu said and gave a quick kiss to jia "now I have to go to my college, see you later my master, oops I forgot from today onwards I will call you baddie baby" qilu winked at her and left jia was still shocked and thought"I guess someone is brainwashing my sincere baby boy otherwise he would never kiss me" ————————————————————— Trigger warning: Novel contains some 18+ scene , cussing, religion, culture discrimination, domestic violence, bullying (R-18+ **No rape ) Note: Some chapters may be triggering for others but there is always a warning before reading. This is my first novel hope you guys will like it The cover is not mine!!! The credit of cover goes to its respective owner Instagram : oykucara Pinterest : oykucara

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

Fu Youngchan is an award winning actor. He was known as 'The Multifaceted Genius' in the entertainment circle due to the variety of roles that he played in every movie or series. Every character that he plays, struck to the hearts of many people due to the genuine feeling that Youngchan was able to make them feel. He reached the peak of his popularity at the age of 31. And is currently receiving the Grand Slam title for winning all 3 of the major film awards. He said his carefully written speech on the stage accompanied by the claps and admiration of the people around him. He then left the stage carrying the trophies contentedly. When the awarding ceremony finished, he came home and slept with a smile on his face. But when he woke up, he was in an empty white room with an overly enthusiastic system with him. Eh?

Nathan Steele, a brilliant but overworked game developer, dedicated his life to creating the perfect virtual worlds—ironically at the cost of neglecting his own. After collapsing at his desk from exhaustion, he wakes up in a vast, featureless void. Confused and disoriented, Nathan is greeted by a mysterious Tutorial System that delivers a shocking revelation: "You are no longer human. You are now the God of a new, empty world. Your survival depends on one thing—creating life and earning their unwavering worship. Fail, and you will cease to exist." Given divine powers beyond his imagination, Nathan must start from scratch, crafting the very fabric of reality. Armed with a system that offers guidance, challenges, and occasionally snarky commentary, he embarks on a journey to design landscapes, create intelligent beings, and guide their civilizations. But being a god isn’t as simple as coding a game—free will, rival gods, and unforeseen chaos constantly threaten his creations. To complicate matters further, he discovers he’s not the only god in existence. Other deities vie for dominance, their worlds and worshipers clashing with his own. To secure his survival, Nathan must navigate divine politics, outwit his rivals, and inspire his people to believe in him above all others. Will Nathan rise as a benevolent creator, or will desperation drive him to become a tyrant in his quest for worship? The fate of his world—and his existence—rests in the hands of his creations. In this new life as a god, the rules are clear: Create. Cultivate. Survive.

The bully boss has a little girl on the tip of his heart, the little girl carved a small wooden plate for him, the bully boss hung it on his neck, and never took it off. The rich second generation suddenly did not come to the night dance, the background wall of the social software, the name, a sign, all changed to a little girl, just when everyone thought that the sea King went ashore, the rich second generation went to the sea again, bought drunk every night, and had a small wooden plate on the wrist. When the world freestyle Grand Slam champion participated in the competition this year, there was suddenly a small wooden plate on his neck, and the coach said that he would take it off first, in case of impact, the champion would cover it dead and put cruel words: dare to pick, he would dare to dive on the ballet during the game When the red top flow record variety, partner ng countless times, he was not angry, but the other side of the operation error will be the dog blood spilled on the top of the wrist to dirty the piece of small wooden card, the top flow hit the script, the next day on the headlines: a top flow studio play big name Every man who gets a card thinks that he is an exception, is special, until one day, they meet Oh, what a coincidence. Do you have that too ! The same sky, the same board, the same lover, you deserve......

"Really? Sweets? You're taking this 'food is the way to a man's heart' a little too seriously." Kwon sneered. He went to grab a cookie from the pile but Luna moved the plate away from him. He raised an eyebrow, probably thinking that she was acting childish. Reaching with his left hand, he made a move toward the plate. What she didn't see was that his right hand was in position with the plate moving right towards it. "Better luck next time." He smiled as he took a bite of the heart-shaped cookie. Adam came back and grabbed another cookie. As he ate, he looked around. "No water?" An idea hit Luna. She fished in her bag for the spare love potion that she had stored in a water bottle. It was completely full and the lid was tightened enough that it could pass as a brand new, unused bottle that she just got out of the machine. "Here you go. I just happened to have an extra." He gratefully accepted the water then he and Kwon walked off toward the coach. Luna slammed the plate into the arms of a confused Carl. It worked. The plan actually worked. She was so excited that she could start dancing at any moment. "Don't celebrate just yet." Isaac pointed to where Adam and Kwon stood talking to the coach. Kwon unscrewed the lid to his water and took a drink. Fear seeped into her. She was positive that Kwon did not have a water with him earlier. She looked down at Adam's hands and saw that he no longer had the bottle filled with love potion. "No!" . . . "Luna? Why are you looking at me like that?" Kwon asked, his expression turning funny the longer she stayed silent. "Why were you watching me?" Why did she ask that question?! There were a million questions floating in her head, and that one wasn't anywhere near the top ten. Kwon unfolded himself from the wheel. Running a hand down his face, he avoided her gaze by looking out the window. "Because it's hard to not watch you." His voice was steady even though he had seemed reluctant to answer her.

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own. We danced and laughed our way around Boston and had a night of crazy passion that no woman would ever forget. That was twelve months ago, and I haven’t heard from him—until today. I started a new job and met the CEO. You can imagine my surprise to see those naughty blue eyes dance with delight when he saw me across the mahogany desk. But I’m not that carefree girl anymore. My life has changed, I have responsibilities. I just got an email. He wants to see me in his office for a private meeting at 8:00 a.m. Naughty blue eyes have no place in the workplace. What kind of private meeting does he have in mind?

Everyone wants superpowers, including Alden Thorn. But even if he's lucky enough to be one of the few humans granted magical abilities by the extraterrestrial System that's been running things on Earth for decades, his goal of being a battlefield support hero is still a long way off. He's got determination on his side and maybe a murderous alien desk clerk, too. The universe is a complicated place. Alden's about to meet it.

Destiny Ganzon is the epitome of a perfect heiress. She is beautiful, intelligent, and doted by her father, Alejandro, the Real Estate Magnate of the country, until one day, her mother died, and everything changed when his father remarried. Excerpt: A loud smack! "How dare you ruin my reputation, Destiny?" Alejandro asked after he slapped his daughter. That was the first time he used force on his only hier. "Dad, you have to believe me, it wasn't true, you raised me well. Do you think I will do something like that?" She asked back, caressing her beautiful face. "No, this time I had enough of your lies; your stepmother was right; you are only a nuisance and only bring shame to our family!" He angrily responded. "I had warned you. I will disinherit you. You will not receive even a single cent from me, and you must leave this house right now, or else I will ask the guards to drag you out!" He added before he turned his heels and walked away from his study with the loud slamming of the door. One scandal led to another, and what she couldn't accept was her first love and childhood sweetheart, Red Galvez, was part of their betrayal. Destiny's world crumbled, and she couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister finally succeeded in planning her downfall. With a broken heart and no choice, Destiny left their mansion and lived an ordinary life with her nanny, the only person who never left her side. She pretended to forget her old life and started living and embracing the mundane world. Still, she promised herself that she would do everything to make her enemies, including Red, pay the price of their betrayal. But it was more complicated than she thought since her father was brainwashed with his wife and stepdaughter, and they made her life a living hell. Years later, Destiny met Red again, and he was still the same hot and gorgeous. On top of that, her ex became one of the highest-paid attorneys in the country. All unwanted memories came rushing back to her. Destiny hated him with all her heart, but Red promised to help her win back what was rightfully hers. Can Destiny forgive Red and trust the hottest attorney to claim back her inheritance without breaking her heart?

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”