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Dps Layla

Rebirth Of Fusion Queen

[So tell me, what do you want? Beauty System, who will make you one of the world's most drop-dead gorgeous women at the end...or Scholar System, who will make you one of the world's smartest people.] "I choose Scholar System!" Before Layla Ainsworth can answer, an excited voice interrupts the system. Layla Ainsworth glanced at her sister Greta Ainsworth with a deep look in her eyes. Her sister changed her choice this time around. But the question was...can it change her fate? .............................................. Layla Ainsworth and Greta Ainsworth were daughters of the poor Ainsworth Family.  At the age of 15, however, both of them mysteriously heard a mechanical voice in their mind. [Congratulations Miss Ainsworth, you have received a chance to change your fate. Our package has a Beauty System and a Scholar System. Which one would you like? ] "I will choose Beauty System!" Greta Ainsworth shouted before turning to her sister with a coy look, "Sister you won't mind, right?" Layla being the eldest sister, nodded and sacrificed her happiness for her younger sister. But when her own sister smeared her name, kicked her out of the house, and tried to ruin her reputation, Layla stopped being generous. She worked hard, completed her graduation by doing a part-time job, and with the help of the Scholar System, built her own company. Her hard work paid off. Her company ranked 1st domestically and ranked 3rd internationally. Her success story was used as a motivation by many.  Greta Ainsworth on the other hand failed miserably. Driven by desperation and jealousy, she killed herself and Layla. Who would have thought the wheels of fate would turn and they both would be back to the day they were given a choice? This time Greta didn't hesitate to choose Scholar System while casting a vicious glance at Layla. "Sister you won't mind, right?" She repeated the same dialogue. Layla smirked and answered, "Sure." With the knowledge of her previous life and the Beauty system in this life, she will prove to Greta that she wasn't successful because of her system, but the efforts she made. Along the way, she decided to find her gentle boyfriend who had a difficult life in the early stages. This time she will ensure, he doesn't have to suffer. She also vowed to save all those whom she lost in her last life. After all, wealth wasn't alluring, if there was no one to spend it with. ............................... "Why are you so hellbent on saving me? I am just some rat from the hellhole unlike you, the rising star of the entertainment industry while owning a company!" A certain handsome tanned man with a chiseled jaw and passionate eyes stared straight into Layla's eyes. "Because I like you," Layla muttered, her hands slowly caressing the cheeks of the man who not only lost his sight but also his life to protect her. "Do you wanna kiss me?" She tempted. "You..." "Yes or no?" Layla blinked her eyes innocently, while her system cursed her in a childish voice. [Host you are truly devious.] The certain handsome man blushed, yet his actions were much more honest and he leaned toward Layla's lips.
AlluringNight · 66 Views

A Dangerous Obsession

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.
Donna_Sheldon · 22.3K Views

Journey Of The Bright Immortal

Cultivation ruled everything in this world. Humans and other species could sense the Qi of Heaven and Earth and break the barriers of mortality. They molded their mortal bodies through cultivation, gaining immense power and vitality. All to reach the realm of immortals. Billions strived from an early age to reach the Heavens and yet only a small part could cultivate. Cultivators, true gods among men and symbols of power and prestige, often treated common mortals as livestock or servants. As time passed and society adapted, a group of supreme beings enforced honor and justice. Cultivators no longer trampled mortals with ease, but they didn't always respect the rules. Absolute strength tore rules apart without effort, and clans and sects stood at the peak of power. With many worlds, countless territories, and beings, humans were often mistaken as the weakest species. Traveling between worlds was difficult, but the realms contained mysterious ways and arts. Ming Ren was born in the Bright Clan but was deemed an untalented cultivator. However, his curiosity was unsurpassed under the heavens! Determined to uncover the path to the True Heavenly Dao and armed with an indomitable spirit and powerful companions, will he be able to surpass the gods and protect everything he cares about? Releases: released by book; no set schedule. All main story chapters will always be available here. Book II: Mount Ironclaw (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0D3ZZPHSJ) Book I: The Vagrant Woods (https://www.amazon.com/dp/B082DZJ8L8) If you like the story, you can always support the novel with the e-book!
SmilingBlueWolf · 225.3K Views

Human Luna... Human Luna!?

*WARNING!: MATURE CONTENT* ~•~ "I shouldn't have come out of the house, no, I shouldn't have drank too much, I shouldn't have lost my sense of reasoning, that way I wouldn't have gotten lost in the woods. I'm very, very sorry for interrupting this peaceful gathering and I'll love to go back now" she said out loud, directed her words to everyone she could see and most especially to the male in front of her and got ready to run for her dare life. |•| Growling under his breath, which she thought was weird since humans weren't supposed to be growling, and rapidly moving towards her was a man, not just a man but the most ravishing, mouth-watering, and 'down to earth' most handsome man she has ever seen in her life. Handsome was an understatement. His facial features were well defined and his eyes were beautiful lazy eyes with a color she has never seen, a swirl of silver and red, and it was glowing. . "Mate," he said he got to her. She couldn't look anywhere else, not that she had to, she was being pulled by the mate bond which has been used to bind them from up here, and right then is where its work begins, afresh. . 'I am fucked' she thought as she still couldn't look away, she felt like she was trapped in it. After another long second, she looked around to see the people around staring blatantly at her with a little or maybe more contempt than she's seen in years and immediately, she felt she was in trouble and the feeling made the hair on her skin rise and the need for survival surge. ~•~ 'Layla, who lived her entire life as a human, blissfully unaware of the paranormal world around her accidentally but fatefully walked into the territory of a werewolf pack on a full moon night which happened to be the night they were having a ritual, a means of prayer to the Moin Goddess for abundace. |•| Slowly, she'll learn the reason why she is the first 'Human Luna's to ever exist. But fastly, she'll realize that no matter how far she runs from fate, it'll catch it when it's its time. Author's note: Prior to the warning above, readers below the age of 16 are not advised to continue the journey into the Bane's pack. And taking into consideration the fact that young minds tend to disobey this particular warning, I'll love to emphasize it now, this book is a mature book with explicit mature content. Take heed. |•| This books narration is majorly in a first person's POV, but it switchs at times to a third person's POV. There would be indications in the switch, kindly notice it. |•| And also, please note, English is not my first language, so therefore, I can't be perfect in it. Mistakes will always occur, either typos or me not phrasing well but I promise you'll rarely see it as I'll always try my best to edit to perfection. It won't affect the standard of the book. And in such cases where a typo is noticed, kindly do me the favor of pointing it out in the paragraph comment. Thank you. In the hopes that you have your seat belts fastened, I hereby wish you a safe journey into the Bane Land... I hope you have a joy ride!! |•| And in case you wish to connect with me: IG: @aries.dehela
Anony_Mous_1902 · 414.4K Views

Techno-Heretic

Eli is an ancient man sentenced to death for the crime of surpassing the sacred number of 32.8, which is the allowed percentage of increased mental ability from the use of AI chips. As he journeys through death and into a world of fantasy and magic, he finds himself approaching never before seen heights of magical power and ability. Powers that will shape the world and would see him go down in legends for generations ever after. But just because someone acquires magical abilities, that doesn't mean magic is suddenly the most important thing in their life. Some people aren't looking to be all-powerful gods, have the world bow at their feet, or spend their days obsessing over accumulating ever more power. Some people just want acceptance, stability, and the warmth of their loved ones to drive away the cold loneliness of the night. And in a world where magic is the bedrock of society, where magic is what determines who is preferred for siring children, where people with high magical ability are destined to live in great luxury and those without magic simply live to make due, this difference in values and perspective could not have a starker contrast. As Eli and the people around him navigate the misconceptions and deceptions of this world, he will represent a great and magnificent future for the human race. One where humanity will stand above the elves, dwarves, orcs, fairies, and all the horrors of the world. Sadly, men's tools are as fallible as the people who make them, and in a society where the potential of an individual is determined solely through their magical level, this seed of promise may yet turn venomous. This book is now available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08N3K5D4G Discord server: https://discord.gg/wP5ehQjeFz
garrick_skalnor · 446.5K Views
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