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'Alarys Military Academy welcomes all the candidates to its doors. I would like to thank all the Kruvaryans for dispatching their youth to us. I may remind you again that this is not a sacrifice but a step towards the eternal prosperity of Kruvarys. Do your Army proud, so you do your Kingdom proud.' Alarys Military Academy was nothing more than a slaughterhouse and Gwen was one of the many sacrificial goats who were forcefully shoved into the entry trials this year. To live, she must survive. To live, she must bond with one of the fire-breathers. But even if she did survive the trials, she had to survive the military academy filled with the offspring of the generals who destroyed the lives of everyone in their Kingdom. However, later she figured out that she had more life-threatening problems in hand. In the Academy, a different sort of mystery awaited her and she couldn't help but think that there was something more sinister about the Military Academy than what met the eye. Bound with her enemy and the Governor General's handsomely infuriating son, Damian Thorndyke, she had to figure out the links between the magic of the lands and the sinister incidents that happened in the Academy every year. All her life, Gwen was considered an outcast for not having a magical moon stone just like every human on the lands. But now that she had the magic she yearned for, why did it seem like the magic in their lands was more of a curse than a blessing? ——— "You are no princess, Gwen," his fingers brushed her cheek as his twilight eyes bore into hers, "You are wild. A breathtakingly ethereal, murderous little venom. You bow to no one. And when I look at you? I am terrified. Terrified of the things that I would do for you." This is a fantasy-romance enemies to lovers trope. Update rate: 1-4 chapters every day, along with bonus chapters during the weekends. 1 super gift = 6 bonus chapters Do support me by sending a gift!

"Please come back to me," the tears flowed freely down his cheeks, falling tiredly on his tuxedo as he knelt in the sun close to his Lamborghini Sian, ignoring the passersby who couldn't cease to stare at the romantically diminishing sight. Tears gathered in her eyes, mirroring his feelings. "I want to, but I can't!" The words ceremoniously led to the outpour of more tears, some lucky ones falling straight into her mouth. "If only you had come earlier," the painful thought cut through her chest, tearing down the arteries that guarded her heart against romantic entanglement "Why can't you come back? My heart beats only for you. Your sight alone quenches my thirst and hunger. Come back to me, and I'll accommodate both you and your daughter. Keeping your hearts safe in my hands will be a duty I'll swear to carry on till eternity," he broke into a weak sob "Come back to me, lest I die," he breathed heavily, holding his chest as he voiced the words "Oh, Edward!" Her rehearsed self-control slipped from its firm stand "I want nothing more but to stand in your arms forever" she sighed "But I'm no more the girl you used to love, I'm a Prostitute!" Orphaned Roxanne, manages to land a job as a cleaner in a very prestigious company after four years of waiting helplessly. But the job comes with other tasking responsibilities, that keep her forever on her toes; she has to keep herself from drowning in the grumpy CEO's lusty bed However, withholding herself from falling into lusty temptation isn't the only struggle she has to face, as she is doomed to find out that the secret of her birth family has been lying beneath her nose, that her moral self-control against lust has slipped out of place and given way to a seed that has zero chance of knowing a father and that there is a concentratedly dangerous killer who would not rest until she has been reduced to ashes.

What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy **Cover is mine**

“Elise…” I called out to her. I wanted to say something but my brain could not form any words to utter. So, her name in my lips lingered and silence enveloped us. I glimpsed at her peaceful face and, as if on cue, my nerves relaxed. I gently touched her cheeks using my thumb then moved to her lips. Everything is probably an understatement of what I am willing to do for her. Beyond everything, that is, if it exists. I moved closer to reach the seat belt and quickly strapped her. I also adjusted my seat and strapped my own. Then, I started the car engine and drove off. My mind wandered off our first meeting. She didn’t appear promising to me when she descended the doorstep of their house. She walks extremely slow and she hangs her head down like a sinner. The cuffs of her long sleeves were constantly pulled to hide her hands. Then, she looked up to meet my gaze. Her eyes were puffy and it was very obvious that she spent an hour, and probably more, crying. Nevertheless, she smiled at me, giving me an access to view her white teeth. She, then, accepted the flowers that I was offering. Her nails were clean and bare, no paint. Then, she muttered her first word to me, “Thank you.” After that, she went inside.

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

**Mature Content** [I hope the day never comes when I can’t find a reason to keep loving you, for you are my every reason.] ********************* Yoon Haeun, a quirky 27-year-old chaebol heir and who runs a game company, is often pestered by his unconventional mother about settling down and having children. As an omega who has never experienced his heat cycle, Haeun is constantly set up with alphas by his mother. Unfortunately, the pheromones of these alphas usually make him nauseous and disgusted. Everything changes when Haeun meets Cheon Yeongsoo a third-generation heir whom he has previously disliked. When Haeun encounters Yeongsoo’s pheromones, he is unexpectedly enveloped in a sense of safety and comfort—a feeling he’s never experienced before. As Haeun’s heat cycle arrives, he finds himself irresistibly drawn to Yeongsoo. Three days later, Haeun wakes up disoriented in Yeongsoo’s bed, his mind racing with confusion and a surge of panic. The room is unfamiliar, and the scent of Yeongsoo’s pheromones is overpowering. He tried to piece together the fragments of his memory from the night before, only to realize the gravity of his situation. The man he’s long disliked is now his unlikely savior, and the last thing Haeun wanted was to admit how much he had grown to need Yeongsoo. **Excerpt** Haeun looked up at Yeongsoo with a pout, his hand resting on his pregnant belly. “Will you still love me if I weigh 200kg and become very ugly?” Yeongsoo chuckled, pulling Haeun close and gently hugging his bulging stomach. “You’re already displeasing to the eyes, so it doesn’t really matter.” Haeun’s eyes welled up as he looked at Yeongsoo,obviously hurt. “Are you saying I’m ugly?” Yeongsoo’s smile softened as he held Haeun, brushing his fingers through his hair. “Whether you weigh 200kg or become ugly, you’ll always be the prettiest person in my eyes. Why? Because I love you. You’re my everything, Haeun. And no matter what, that won’t ever change.” Haeun’s heart swelled, a tear slipping down his cheek as he snuggled closer. “You really know how to make everything feel okay.” Yeongsoo kissed his forehead tenderly. “That’s because being with you is the best part of my life.” --- GT gifts-> 1-3 chapters (depending on amount) Gifts—> 1-5 or a mass release depending on how high the gift will be. Win-win ranks- 5 chapters or more after meeting each tier! Extra chapters-> gotten from points and comments (1-2 chapters) ^^

"Only by enduring 2¹⁴ trials can one awaken the ancient power sleeping within the Key of the Star Prison, and become the most powerful being in the universe." Timothy, the youngest Demon Lord in the history of his race, saw these words emerge after he touched the Key of the Star Prison, the most powerful artifact of the demon race, handed to him just before the old Demon Lord's death. According to the demon race's records, no Demon Lord had ever achieved this. However, over a span of a hundred thousand years, Timothy had easily passed 16,383 trials. Now, once again, he turned the Key of the Star Prison, and an unknown force mistakenly sent him to a brand new world, transforming him into an unknown and seemingly worthless demonic cultivator disciple. And the formidable opponent he was about to face in this world was the powerful Goddess Sylvia. When Goddess Sylvia received the challenge Timothy handed her, her cheeks flushed... "My dear Sylvia, I want you to know how deeply I love you. My heart belongs to you, now and forever."

"No, i want to stay!" Melody demanded. I flickered my mana stronger, "this leaves me no choice Melody." Tear runs across my cheeks. "I love you. But you don't belong here." . . . . . . . . Melody one day woke up in another world. A world full of extraordinary creatures. She finds herself stuck inside an old caslte. Her company was only a dragon and a mysterious demon. This Demon's stone cold heart melted by Melody's presence. She wants to know more about this demon. A sudden war then occurred, they discovered things they shouldn't have. Will they overcome and survive?

Warning: This book contains mature content. About the story This story is a mysterious suspense and romance story about a girl who had a contract marriage with a mysterious but heartless billionaire in other for her to pay the debts of her father who was on sick bed. Watch how this story unfolds. Avery was a young girl who was used as a collateral to pay for the debts her father owed in form of a contract marriage to a mysterious but heartless billionaire who made her life a living hell not knowing he already fell in love with her at first sight.Will Avery accept his love and forgive him for all what he did ? " Who are you?" She asked calmly as tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Fear was evident in her voice. You don't need to know. The deep voice said and before she could fathom what he was about to do. He stabbed her. Avery was so shock as she felt the sharp piercing of the dagger thrust through her as blood flowed down her abdomen staining her pink dress. She fell to the ground as blood kept gushing out of her stabbed abdomen. James twisted the doorknob and entered inside only to see Avery on the floor. "I love you Avery. I am sorry for maltreating you. James said as he hugged her tightly. Am sorry for realizing late. He said as he held the dying girl in his hand."

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

In The Bully's Redemption, Kamsi, a bright yet ordinary girl from Nigeria, moves to Washington, D.C., eager to start a new chapter in her life. But her dreams of blending in are shattered when she crosses paths with Xavier, the infamous bully of Washington DC International School. Their first encounter is a collision—both literal and figurative—leaving her humiliated and furious, and him intrigued and unrelenting. After a chaotic first day, Kamsi rushes out of the elevator, vision obscured by towering boxes. She slams into a figure, sending everything tumbling. Xavier(sneering): "Are you blind or something?" His tone is cold, his smirk arrogant. Kamsi, though shaken, snaps back. Kamsi (sarcastic): "You should be asking yourself that. Are you blind?" His eyes flash dangerously, and his voice cuts like ice. Xavier: "I don’t waste time on stupid and ugly girls like you." Kamsi’s heart sinks, but anger flares. Kamsi (muttering): "Did he seriously just—" Before she can react, the elevator doors close, leaving her seething. Later on, Kamsi, fresh from a calming shower, steps onto her balcony for a moment of peace. The city’s lights stretch before her, but her newfound tranquility shatters when she spots him—Xavier, lounging at the far end, cigarette in hand, his eyes glinting with mischief. Xavier (mocking): "Didn’t know our neighbor was a nudist." Kamsi, heat rising to her cheeks, glares at him. Kamsi: "Didn’t know our neighbor was a jerk." Their banter cuts through the night air, the tension between them thick. But before she can retreat inside, something unexpected happens. Just as Kamsi begins to feel relief, thinking the encounter was over, a voice pierces the night air: Xavier (amused): "I wouldn’t be so sure of that." Kamsi freezes, spinning back around just in time to see Xavier doing something reckless—scaling the wall between their balconies. Her heart races as he climbs with surprising ease, each movement deliberate, until he swings over the railing and lands in front of her with a smirk. Kamsi(alarmed): "What the hell are you doing?!" Xavier grins, stepping closer, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of arrogance and intrigue. Xavier (nonchalant): "Thought I’d keep you company. You looked lonely." Kamsi’s pulse quickens, torn between disbelief and something else—something deeper, stirring beneath the surface. Kamsi(nervous, defiant): "This is crazy, Xavier. You can’t just—" Xavier (interrupting, voice low): "I can do whatever I want." His eyes hold hers captive, and the space between them shrinks as the tension rises, leaving Kamsi breathless and unsure of what will happen next. --- From the moment Kamsi stepped into Washington DC International School, her life became intertwined with Xavier’s, whether she wanted it or not. Behind his cold, sharp words, there’s a deeper intensity, a magnetic pull she can’t ignore. As Xavier’s arrogant provocations continue to draw her in, Kamsi realizes that this dangerous game is only beginning—and it’s one that could change them both forever. In *The Bully’s Redemption*, Kamsi’s world is thrown into chaos as she navigates life in a new country, battles the infamous bully of her school, and discovers that even the most feared tormentor may have vulnerabilities hiding behind his sharp edges. Their story is one of fiery clashes, unexpected revelations, and a dangerous connection that neither of them saw coming.

All Bella ever desired was love, but her eyes only saw bone-chilling coldness until the day she was dragged into the depths of hell. Why? Because she wasn't the heroine of that so-called 'fairy tale'. Her fate was even crueler than she could imagine, described in a few lines written in an old book. A book that was written by some higher beings for their own entertainment, but they tossed it aside after just one cycle, not caring about the crumbling world within. After repeatedly reading the lines that depicted her death, Bella finally realized her bitter reality. Perhaps, if she went back death was the only ending... but instead of sorrow, a crazy glint shone in her emotionless eyes. After all, she had already died many times in the hellish place she entered a long, long time ago. "It's not a big deal to die once more, right?" In the midst of the pitch-black darkness seeping through the cracks in the sky, a beautiful silhouette swimming in a pool of water looked at her with knitted brows, showing dissatisfaction at her comment. He extended his hand and pinched her nose with a sigh. "Why do you always think of the worst?" A faint blush appeared on his cheeks when her previously emotionless eyes turned into crescents, peering at him playfully. "You-!" Alas, before he could finish his sentence, a warm hand grabbed his wrist and yanked him out of the water into a tight embrace. A deep exhale brushed against his pale skin as Bella nuzzled her nose against the crook of his neck with a satisfied expression. "If you give me a kiss, I won't say it anymore." A giggle escaped her lips when the man in her arms froze, his exposed neck turning a brilliant shade of crimson. 'How cute.' ------------- ------------- This story revolves around lots of characters as they discover their cruel reality. There are many supernatural beings and magical realms. The MC character will have a little twisted personality... Ahem, I mean she starts off as a villainess and remains one. *Whistles... Anyway, thanks to the MC's interference, the old abandoned story will regain popularity among the higher existences, kekeke. Together with the ML, Bella will search for a new path that leads them to find their beautiful reality. As for the other characters... Well, it's up to them to crawl their way out-! Thank you. ------------- ------------- Tags; #transmigration #regression #villainess #Iskei #merman #King/Queen world #Hell's journey #Hell's Queen #Not so lovely demons #Cute ml #handsome ml #Innocent ml (hehe, fl will taint him anyway) #Non-Human ml # #superpowers #Cruel fl #playful fl #magic #OP fl #Crazy fl #Dragon's descendent #romance #revenge #bored fl #The hell's spire #Death zone #The Authorities #System #Strength #Adventure... etc. ------------- ------------- (Even though the chances of me getting popular in this genre are very thin. Still, no one can stop me from daydreaming, hehe.) ------------- ------------- Note: The cover is not mine as I am too poor. All credits go to the owner. If he/she wants me to remove it, just ring me up in the comment section.

Mature Content- Rated18+ (No rape) "You look lonely and well..." "Well?" The Alpha gave her a condescending smile. "Broken. Like someone who has fought a lot of battles. Someone who has been hurt." She said. "It's true. And thus, I am ready to fight even more battles if it promises what I want," Alpha Maverick said. "And what do you want?" She asked with a sweet smile. "Death. Death of all the rogues for what they did to me," Alpha Maverick said, looking at the girl who became stiff beside him. "You are not a rogue, are you?" Alpha Maverick looked into her enchanting eyes, his hand caressing her cheeks, making her smile awkwardly. She was indeed a rogue, and not just any normal rogue, but one wanted by the entire world. ~~~~~~ "I, Valencia Brooklyn, reject Tyler Anderson as my fateful mate. I would rather accept death than a disloyal mate." These were the exact words that changed her life. Since this werewolf world couldn't accept her for being an omega and not having a wolf, she decided to do the exact same thing. She became a rogue that everyone started fearing and looking for. A rogue who killed other rogues, stole from people, rejected an alpha, deceived the council, and most importantly, lived among humans while breaking all laws and norms. What will happen when someone from the council gives her anonymous case to the strongest alpha in the world? An alpha even stronger than the Alpha King's son? How will she save herself from an alpha who has vowed to kill all the rogues to avenge what they did with him? How will Maverick Aurelius catch this mysterious rogue who doesn't have a scent? When they first meet, he should've killed her, but how was he supposed to recognize her when she was a mere cat? Valencia never turned into her wolf because she was cursed to be a shapeshifter. How will the alpha recognise the rogue in the cat who has developed a weird habit of coming into his room and playing with his things? ~~~~~ P.S. This is my second WSA 2024 entry. Please support with votes, gift, tickets and comments.

Childhood Rivals to Lovers!! Or more like Childhood enemies to lovers!! The two families; Reid and Martson has been ruling ReiMar Enterprises for generations. The rule says: being greatest shareholders, president is chosen from Martson family whereas Vice president is chosen from Reid family. Mira being born into the family of Reid, believed to bring the greatest misfortune to Reid family. Her mother died by climbing the building right in front of her daughter. She was just 8 year old that time. "Mom, why are you covered in blood?" she asked as tears streamed down her cheeks. The woman looked at her daughter, smiled sadly, crasessed her daughter cheeks. "Live a good life away from Reid and Martson. You-- have to stay away from th--." She said, before falling dead. Due to trauma, her memories were blurry she didn't remember her mother's death. Everyone said her mother committed suicide because of her father's mistress. But she doesn't believe that something inside her told her that they're all lies. She stayed in the Reid family, she was told to that her mother last wish was to get vice president position. What a ridicule! She was just a chess piece for Reid family. She thought they loved her, but she was wrong. They were thirsty of her blood just like a vampire thirsts blood. They pushed her, they almost killed her. In this game of inheritance, the only way to select the vice president between her and her step brother would be to win the favor of all board members and determine the fate of the heir's future. It was almost impossible to win the favor of the board of directors. To gain the favor of those bunch of old directors. Because not everyone liked her, but for Mira there is nothing that she can't achieve. To win against her foe, she had to join hands with the one she hates the most, Zion Martson, her childhood Rival. Rule1: Don't fall in love with Zion! Rule2: Must fulfill her mother's will! Zion Marston, an epitome of beauty, arrogance, charisma. He was known to be a completely arrogant, self centered, egoistical, cold-face person. He was known to be a ruthless, merciless business man in the business world. Being entangled in the thread of fate, he was forced into an unwanted marriage by his grandfather. No one dared to go against his grandfather's wish, left with no choice he agreed. Childhood enemies who can't stand each other's presence are bound in a marriage of inconvenience. What will happen when their denied feelings for each other bloom into 'love'. ...... Please Read my book, add in library, vote with powerstones and Golden tickets!!

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

On the day of her wedding in the 11th century, Princess Elysia's world shatters. Her family is slaughtered, her marriage left incomplete, and a hidden power she never knew she possessed is unleashed—teleporting her 1,000 years into the future. Now stranded in the 21st century, Elysia must navigate a world of towering skyscrapers and dangerous shadows. Hunted by mysterious enemies, she has no idea why they want her dead. Her only constant is the strange red thread connecting her to Derek Park—a ruthless businessman with a dark reputation. Their encounters are electric, charged with tension and unspoken emotions. Each time Elysia is teleported to Derek’s side, she’s met with his cold fury and magnetic pull. As danger closes in, their connection deepens, revealing secrets that could unravel both their pasts and futures. Elysia is determined to uncover the truth: - Why was she transported through time? - What does the red thread binding her to Derek truly mean? - And can she save both herself and the man who may hold the key to her destiny? In a race against time, Elysia and Derek must confront their entwined fates, face an ancient enemy, and uncover the truth about their timeless bond. "Through Time and Space: Entangled by the Red Thread" is a story of love, loss, and courage—a tale where time itself bends for two souls destined to defy fate. -------------- Excerpt In the dim light of the bathroom, Derek’s fury boils over as he grabs Elysia by the neck, his voice a low growl. “Who are you?” Her emerald green eyes meet his dark, unrelenting gaze, and for a moment, the world seems to stop. ------ Years later She blinks in shock, suddenly finding herself teleported and straddling his lap. Her voice trembles, “W-What? How… did I end up here?” She curses inwardly. Great. Just great. Damn my powers. Derek’s devilish smile sends a shiver down her spine. “Hi, baby,” his hands lingering on her waist. She tries to pull away, cheeks flushing. “Uh…bye, baby. Wrong place. Really wrong place.” No, sweetheart," Derek's tone shifts, low and sultry. "You’re exactly where you belong. I’ve missed you." Elysia’s whisper, "I didn’t… uh, I mean… hmm." Derek leans in, his lips brushing against her ear, his breath warm against her skin. "Don’t worry, love. I’ll make sure you miss me." His lips claim hers in a kiss that burns with intense desire.

Zi Haoran, a man of formidable ambition and pride, finds himself at the crossroads of destiny. Once a towering figure of power and prestige, he now faces the crumbling remnants of his empire, his love, and his identity. The love of his life, Han Xue whose heart was once tender, is now shielded by indifference, hardened by the wounds of their fractured marriage and his mistakes. Yet, just as the darkness threatens to consume him, destiny offers him an unexpected opportunity—not as mercy, but as a challenge. This time, Zi Haoran is not only fighting for his wife’s love. He’s reclaiming his throne, his honor, and vengeance against those who conspired against him. As newfound strength surges within him, powers he never imagined begin to awaken, reshaping him into a man even he cannot recognize. As Zi Haoran embraces this path, his every step seems guided by an uncanny certainty, his power growing sharper and his charisma more irresistible. With each encounter, Han Xue finds it harder to ignore the man who now stands before her—charming, persistent, and surprisingly vulnerable. --------------------- Zi Haoran stepped into the living room just as Han Xue tried to leave. His hand shot out, catching her wrist gently but firmly. She turned to glare at him. “Why now, Zi Haoran?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Why try to fix what you shattered?” He pulled her closer, his gaze steady. “Because,” he said softly, “some things are worth breaking myself to rebuild.” Before she could respond, he tugged her down onto his lap, his arms circling her securely. She gasped, her eyes widening as she struggled against him. “Let me go!” “Not until you hear me out,” he said firmly, his teasing grin softening his words. “Why do you keep trying?” she asked, her voice exasperated as she pushed at his chest. “Because you’re worth it,” he replied, his confidence maddening. “And, let’s face it, you’ve missed me.” Her cheeks flushed as she shoved harder. “You’re delusional.” “Maybe,” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath brushing her cheek, “but you didn’t say I was wrong.” Flustered, she finally broke free, stepping back as she glared at him. “You’re wasting your time. I don’t feel the same anymore,” she snapped. Without warning, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, his voice low and playful as he stepped back. “You’ll feel again. You’ll see… I’ve only just begun.” Her hand flew to her cheek, her eyes blazing with confusion and anger. She turned abruptly and fled the room, leaving Zi Haoran standing there, his smirk fading as he watched her retreat, bewildered by the turmoil he’d stirred. ---------------------- What confounds her most is not just his persistence, but the fire in his eyes—something deeper, as if he knows more than he should, perhaps even the secrets hidden in time itself. As Han Xue struggles to reconcile this transformed man with the one she once knew, the world shifts around them. His newfound powers, coupled with his sharp mind and commanding presence, turn him into a man of unparalleled strength. Every step he takes to win her heart back is also a step toward reclaiming the world he let slip through his fingers. With destiny pulling the strings, will Han Xue’s resistance hold, or will her resolve melt before the man she once loved—and the one he is becoming? One thing is certain: destiny desires nothing less than complete metamorphosis, for love, power, and vengeance.

Trying my best to keep this novel free for all peoples. Veil Tremmons made the mistake of trying to kill a man with a very thick bible. As a result, he died. The rest is self-explained by the very long title. Nobody cares about timed novel updates. I know I can read a lot and I know you can read 200+ chapters a day. Even I, personally, don't care about timing until the book is 100+ chapters. Aiming for 3 chapters a week, but, hey, I'm nonchalant. Author's Warning: 1. Book starts slow but speeds up. Read some extra chapters. The main character is not a kid. 2. MC is shady, upright, kind, considerate, downright evil, indifferent, and can use a plethora of titles and descriptions. I want to create someone who learns all of the world, good and bad, before he makes some of his more ultimate decisions throughout the novel. He is definitely a hypocrite, but he LEARNS. But before any of that, he simply has a "I don't give a care" attitude. 3. The main plot settings are 'Breeding Base/Buying, Selling, Trading', 'Empire Building,' and 'Small World Space Treasure Hunting'. Age is College-range but I want to keep him physically out of the college itself as much as possible. If you like or dislike these things, Go to author's warning no. 9. 9. If you are fazed, not fazed, or your eyes hurt, please start the book. It will make the upper corners of your cheek muscles flex, which relieves pressure on your eyes. Also, it will take your brain someplace else. Apparently that's a good thing. Thank you, world.

“Your delusions grow stronger every day, Sky. Have you forgotten that being my wife is your job?” Ocean sneered, his voice was laced with disdain. “I…” Sniff Reminded of her situation, tears cascaded down her cheeks. Ocean's words were like poisonous daggers. Not only were they slicing her flesh into tiny filets, but they also corroded her heart with inexplicable pain. …. Love is a beautiful thing only when reciprocated. Sky Rivers secretly loved Ocean Woods for two years. When he proposed a contract marriage, she thought she stood a chance. Planning to win his heart with love, care, and devotion, Sky Rivers signed the papers. But it wasn't long before she realized that his heart was owned by his ex-girlfriend, Amanda Silver. His obsession with her was innate and unfathomable. To capture his heart, Sky would need more than love and care as her devotion was unappreciated.

He hates her, but he lusts for her Matured content (18+) "Strip! Don't make me repeat my words" His croaky voice brought cold shivers down my spine. Hot tears rolled down freely from my cheeks. My name is Madison Adams, 21 years old, and I'm still a virgin, but about to lose my virginity to my ruthless master in the cruelest way. I live with my mother's husband since she's late. My stepfather borrowed some money from him but couldn't pay back. I became the payment for the debt my stepfather owes the devil. Yes! I call him the devil because that's the only word that I can use to qualify him. His name is Lucien Smith, he's called Stone, because his heart is made of stone. He's callous. He's cruel, inhumane and heartless. Despite the fact that he has so many s*x slaves, he hates me so much. Why does he loathe me so much among the other slaves? I'm his slave, and he's my master. All he has for me is hatred and lust.....

In the spring of the lunar month, cycles occur every twelve years. Humans will be closest to the world of the gods. Long-nian's bride has been chosen this time by the order of a noble city lord, Long yi jìn First and foremost—must be a virgin. Secondly, no family members are descended from demons, and lastly, there must be a woman with a red birthmark somewhere on her body in the shape of a ‘python’ Apei strongly disagreed with the offering of sacrifices to deities. She would never agree! She had only turned eighteen a few days ago. She never had a life of her own before. There were twelve brave women on board before her. No one survived. it doesn’t make any sense at all. She’s afraid that she’ll take her life for nothing! "Let’s go... now is your time. You will live among deities. for the honor of your country and your parents. You are a woman with a brave heart. For your sacrifice today, you should be proud. I won’t forget you... Apei" "You definitely won’t forget me. Lord, I know that this path is not for a deity's bride at all. I'm going to feed the snake." --------------------------- The story of a woman's sacrifice who became the Demon God Treasure in the celestial world. --------------------------- “However, please understand that I have no idea what you are other than a treasure. Not my woman at all.” “I think I will be your most favored treasure. more than any, so you cherish me to this extent. Otherwise, I would have misidentified you as a strange, therefore, your actions are always contradicting each other.” “You should rest more than you should tease me, Apei; I’m not your friend.” She’s smiling! laughing Lord Yuchen with her hoarse voice. No one had ever dared to do it before. Her eyes were slender, like a sly fox. ‘Demon fox’ No matter which family they were from, they all had the same personality as she does now. Apei made a fool of her eyes. But it brought a surprisingly warm feeling to his heart. Deity Yuchen couldn’t take his gaze away from those big, round eyes. as bright as the flowers blooming in his beautiful garden, in the form of a serpent, his neck towering in front of her. “Yes, that’s right... It’s my great merit. Became your favorite treasure, Lord Yuchen.” --------------------------- Apei thought that she should put a little more effort into it. Perhaps he will be more interested in her. She wished to possess love in the form of a deity. She heard people say that their love was pure. Devoid of jealousy and sensuality, there is only affection and good will. They only hope for their partners’ happiness. "I think you have some plans. I think you are going to seduce me." "Did it work?" She smiled. Her lips were red against the black robe, making her beautiful skin and white cheeks stand out even more. A stern voice said, "It doesn’t work." "Is God lying too?" "No... God doesn’t lie." -------------------------------

Caspian inched closer until his lips were mere inches away from Davina's, reeling her in to close the nonexistent gap between their mouths. "Have you ever been kissed, Dimitri?" He asked. Before Davina could lose control after Caspian's cold lips lightly grazed hers, she pushed him away and hurriedly stood up. "My Lord, this is highly unethical!" Her real voice nearly slipped out amid the chaos. "What's unethical about this?" Caspian's face lifted to form an innocent yet devilish smile, he seemed to be enjoying the reaction he got out of her. Flustered, Davina turned her back to him and took deep breaths before speaking more composedly. "We are both men and it wasn't ethical of you to try and... kiss me." The last bit came out as a whisper blown away by the wind. Caspian's chuckle echoed through the woods as he stood up from the bench and faced Davina with a smug look on his face. "Tell me, Dimitri, was I really trying to kiss a man just now?" "W-what do you mean?" Davina stumbled backward as she stared at Caspian in shock and disbelief, unsure of what to do to save herself from that situation. "Let me rephrase my question." Caspian delicately grazed Davina's cheeks with the back of his hand. "Are you really a man?" ***** With a bounty on her head and the need for a place to stay, Davina snuck into the castle of Lendorr, posing as a man in the royal army. Luckily for her, she was able to get away with her ruse easily that is, until she met the mysterious Lord Caspian. She is tasked with being one of his guards all while trying to avoid getting caught by the man who made it his life's mission to ruin her plan. Through a twisted game of deceit, Davina is forced to make a grave choice between Love and the REAL reason why she snuck into the castle.

Desperate times they say, call for desperate measures. Fiona Lopez, after her mother gets diagnosed with cancer turns to a hire a girlfriend agency in order to foot her mother's medical bills. Having successfully paid for the medical bills, Fiona decides to find a decent job before her mother is discharged but gets caught up in a web when she goes for her job interview only to find out that her supposed boss is none other than the man she had played a fake girlfriend for on her last job. Desperate for a job, and not wanting to return to her former job, she is forced into working closely with him even though she doesn't want to. While working closely with him, she soon realizes that love bridges all gaps when she finds herself falling helplessly in love with Liam. Liam Parker is a dashingly handsome, aloof, and indifferent young CEO of the PK Enterprise. After his last relationship where he caught his girlfriend getting engaged to a business partner, Liam decided that he wasn't cut out for love. But when he turns to hiring a girlfriend in an attempt to evade marriage, everything changes for Liam when he meets and falls for his hired girlfriend at first sight. Not only does he fight to get Fiona's love, but he fights to gain approval from his mother too. *****Excerpt**** "I'm sorry Mr. Parker but you have it all wrong. We don't have sex with our clients. It's against protocols," she explained and Liam nodded. "No one would know we did it, right? I won't tell and surely you won't," he said and Fiona looked at him incredulously. "I guess you're drunk," she said flatly and he nodded and stood up. He walked closer to her and whispered to her ears, causing goosebumps to sprout all over her body. "Yes, I'm drunk and you're the only one that can sober me up right now. So, how much?" he asked and Fiona gave him a confused look. What was he asking? How much what? Did she tell him she was selling anything to him? She mused as her brows drew together. "How much? How much for what?" she asked and he ran his finger down her cheek, making it hard for her to concentrate. "How much would it cost me to have my cock buried inside you....." before he could finish, a hot-sounding slap landed on his face, causing him to turn to the side.

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings. One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant. But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together. In the world of the comic: Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. "Husband..." He pouted, "Why don't you kiss me today?" Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. "Please don't come close to me..." He said tersely. Meanwhile, in another world: Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. "Darling, are you mad at me?" Alaric asked affectionately. "It's okay, you're still cute." He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. "But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them." Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. "Father, Daddy!" they exclaimed. Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. "Whose children do you say they are....?"

In a world where the realms of Light and Shadow are at constant war, Seraphina, a powerful witch with a dark lineage, and Azrael, the fearsome Demon Prince, are sworn enemies. Bound by a cruel twist of fate and a cursed prophecy, they are forced into an uneasy alliance to prevent the rise of the Endbringer, a being capable of destroying both realms. As their powers grow stronger and the lines between loyalty and love blur, Seraphina and Azrael must confront their deepest fears and darkest secrets. Can they resist the pull of their forbidden bond, or will their love be the key to salvation—or destruction? Excerpt: A Glimpse into the Future The battlefield was silent, the echoes of the war they had fought fading into the night. Seraphina stood before Azrael, her heart pounding, her mind racing with emotions she could no longer suppress. The flicker of dying flames illuminated the space between them, casting shadows on their weary faces. “I can't keep pretending anymore, Azrael,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the soft wind that swept through the ruins. Her hands trembled as she took a hesitant step forward. “This war, this fight… it’s torn me apart. But what hurts the most is knowing that, despite everything, I—” “Don’t say it,” Azrael interrupted, his voice strained. He looked away, clenching his fists. His demonic eyes flashed with an intensity that made her heart ache. “If you say it, I won’t be able to stop myself. I won’t be able to walk away.” Seraphina took another step, her eyes never leaving his. “Maybe I don’t want you to walk away.” Azrael’s breath caught in his throat. Slowly, he turned to face her, his mask of cold indifference cracking. His hand reached out, trembling slightly, as his fingers grazed her cheek. “Seraphina… I’ve fought it for so long. I’ve told myself you’re my enemy, that we could never—” “But we’re not enemies anymore,” Seraphina interrupted, her voice soft but firm. She closed the distance between them, placing her hand over his. “We’re something else. Something… more.” Azrael swallowed hard, his gaze locked on hers. “I’ve loved you from the moment I realized I couldn’t destroy you. And every day since, I’ve fought that love, afraid of what it would mean. But now… I can’t fight it anymore.” Tears welled up in Seraphina’s eyes as she whispered, “Then don’t.” Their lips met in a kiss filled with the weight of everything they had been through—the battles, the betrayals, the bloodshed—and the promise of everything they could become. But as their love ignited, the distant rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, a dark reminder that their war was far from over. ****End of Excerpt***** Can their love truly survive the chaos that threatens to consume both realms? What will they do when they discover the ultimate price for their bond?

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

Kasela Winneys, a sixteen year old beautiful and innocent girl gets admitted into an exclusive university which unknown to her is filled with vampires. There she re-encounters Regalus Rogers a cold, handsome, and aloof guy. She gets tries to get closer to him with the intention of receiving his protection from the predators trying to prey on the junior and younger students in the school. Kasela later gets entangled with Jason Jackson, Regalus' arch enemy who is also bent on having her. " Little rose, do you know what's my favourite scent?" He asked and Kasela shooked her head, her heart hammering in her chest as he stepped closer. "It's the rose scent" he said and caressed her cheeks as he leaned down to sniff her neck and also whispered to her "I don't like my scent getting tainted with another. If I perceive my little rose with his scent again, I will make sure to wash her body squeaky clean" he declared and she shivered as he blew warm air on her cheeks. Caught between the two guys, Kasela's life tuns out for the worst?or the better? Who do you think she will choose? Find out in this intriguing and interesting story. Thanks.

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.

Eumin and Yangmin were returned to the summer of when they were 5. Child geniuses trained by a secure part of the military. They were Weapons instead of Humans having no emotions except to each other. Killed on a assignment. In that life they came upon an abandoned area with a small population full of independent, uniquely skilled orphans and made 2 unique and loyal friends. After being reborn they lived in the village before they moved to the capital City G only to be adopted by one of the 3 powers in the country 'King of the Underworld' Jiang Ai. Excerpt ******* "I'll show you how to live, I'll show you to love and give you all of mine" he whispered as he pulled them closer rubbing Eumin's head and pinching Yangmin's Cheek. ********************* (No Misunderstandings) (Picture is not mine) Has some (Fiction themes such as an animal having some human understanding) which is one reason why I put Fantasy. Updates : 1 time a week + Auxiliary Chapter This story actually has no Romance I just don't know how to change the Genre