Glance Hijack

Kintsugi Larkansas is recognized as one of the top motocrossers in the Philippines. At first glance, he seems like an ordinary person, but he hides a terrifying secret. Since childhood, Kintsugi was abused by his father, and to vent his anger, he secretly harmed others. As he grew older, he became even more dangerous. He became famous, yet despite his fame, he still considered his life miserable. One day at a rock festival, he met Jane, or Burgundy, when the girl accidentally stepped on his shoes. Initially, Kintsugi was angry, but later, he became curious about her. He found Burgundy's life fascinating and began to follow her. Kintsugi also met Burgundy's best friend, Rigolos or BoRat, and felt they were blood-related. He became intrigued by BoRat's actions. To Kintsugi, their lives were like a soap opera. As he spied from the window, Kintsugi planned ways to entangle their lives further.

Dillon Grendel, a poor college student who worked as a delivery guy for a big delivery company found his girlfriend cheating on him during one of his deliveries. She broke up with him there and he was beaten up by her new boyfriend's friends. That same day, he lost his job due to the bad feedback given by this same group of people. Dillon found his way to a lake where he planned to end his life, but instead, caught some guys trying to molest a female. He tried to save her, but ended up being beaten up by them as well. Life was leaving him, but when he glanced towards the direction of the girl who was curled up in a corner, shaking from fear, a sudden burst of rage erupted through him and he had no idea what happened next. The next thing he saw was him standing over a group of boys groaning in pain as a firm voice sounded behind him, "Young Master!"

A dimly lit, gaudy bar, a woman throws a seductive glance at you. When you wake up again in a hotel, you find two bite marks on your neck, your blood drained. In the desolate wilderness, you're startled awake by the howl of wolves, unaware that tonight you've become the prey for a clan's coming-of-age ritual. In a cluttered bachelor apartment, you hear a knock on the door. You step forward, and through the peephole, a pair of hungry, crimson eyes stare back at its dinner. Alone, whispers fill your ears—the dead linger in the spirit realm. They refuse to leave you behind, resenting that you are still alive . At last, you've completed the ritual from the book. You are about to become the new Faust, but you don’t realize that the contract sold not only your wife and children, but also your soul. Anyone who glimpses beneath the curtain knows: Adonai abandoned His creations long ago...

Ethan Carter, a genius game designer who had been working non-stop for 120 hours, finally fixed the last bug in his game, Dark Scrolls. But just as he finished, he collapsed and died from exhaustion. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself transported into the world of Dark Scrolls! And if that wasn’t crazy enough, he’d somehow become… a beginner summoner’s first summoned creature. A slime. A slime?! Everyone knows the fate of summoned creatures—they’re nothing more than cannon fodder! No way. Not happening. Just as despair started to set in, a voice suddenly echoed in his mind: [Congratulations, Host! You’ve unlocked the Super Evolution System!] Staring at the system screen in front of him, then glancing at the clueless rookie summoner standing nearby, a bold idea began to take shape in his mind… “The fate of summoned creatures? I’ll rewrite it myself!”

"Well?" Sarah asked, practically bouncing in her seat. "How'd it go?" Emily hesitated, choosing her words carefully. "He's… quiet," she said, trying to downplay the strange feeling lingering in her chest. "Quiet? That's it?" Sarah groaned, looking disappointed. "Sometimes, quiet is enough," Emily replied with a small smile. The truth was, she felt like there was something beneath that quiet exterior, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. As they gathered their things to leave, Emily found herself glancing back toward the bookshelves. Max still stood there, looking as though he belonged to a world only he could see. And though she barely knew him, she had a feeling their paths would cross again. She couldn't say why, but something told her this was only the beginning..........

Being the daughter of the home wrecking mistress was bad enough; but when your own mother also detested you and actually loved your step sister while treating you like an abomination, that had to be the worse thing in life. As if things are not bad enough, her wedding day is hijacked and the Prince Charming she thought would be hers forever betrays her to be with her own sister and she realizes that they had been laughing in her face all this while. Distraught and heart broken, she does the next best thing, gets drunk at a bar then wakes up the next morning in a man’s hotel room and with a cheap wedding ring on her finger then she flees in fear. Unfortunately for her, that night won’t just go away and she finds that her groom actually wants her and wait for it… he is her ex’s father. * “You went into a hotel and spent the night with a strange man, do you deny it?” “why should she deny it when she spent the night with her husband?” a steely voice said while his eyes looked down at Lyse with all the affection in the world then he turned to Brooke, his eyes losing their softness. “Do you have a problem with what my wife and I do?”

"Where did he go?" I murmured, realizing I was alone. My heart sank as I scanned the room for any sign of him. But It was just me, an empty wine bottle on the floor, and memories of the night before. I pushed myself up, feeling the dull ache in my body. The alcohol still lingered in my system, and I had no idea how many times we had... well, how many times we had done it. But despite everything, I couldn't deny I had enjoyed it. "You're such an idiot Kim!" I scolded myself, running a hand through my messy hair. "You didn't even ask for his name." I sighed, embarrassed at my recklessness. How could I let myself go low with a stranger like that? I glanced down, realizing I was completely naked. "Oh my gosh!" I yelped, grabbing my dress off the floor and quickly slipping it on... ★★ Humiliated and betrayed, Kimberly Fray's life as a powerful Alpha's daughter of the Moon Stone Pack crumbles when Alpha Derrick of the Night Walkers Pack rejects her. But as she uncovers her true identity, Kimberly finds herself caught between two ruthless Alphas who desire her. Torn between Alpha Derrick, who begins to see her worth too late, and the Alpha King, Kimberly's strength and courage are tested like never before. In a world where love, revenge, and power collide, Kimberly must decide who she truly is, and who she's meant to be with between the two Alphas chosen by the Moon Goddess!

Yu Holea was a genius ghost exorcist. Cursed for being a loner she embraced the path of exorcism. At the age of 26, she died. Opening her eyes she realized that she has transmigrated to a character who has the same name as her. Yu Holea was the newly found young miss of the Yu Family. Though everyone disliked her since for them Yu Mei is the true young miss. Everyone looks down on her even her biological brothers. Her Eldest Brother, "Don't even try to get close to me. I hate gold diggers like you. Yu Mei come I will bring you to shopping." Her Gentle Second Brother," The door to get out of here is on the left. Remember not to bully Yu Mei" Her Third Brother, "Uh, don't let me see your disgusting face. Let me see my cute Yu Mei's Face" However, Yu Holea ignored them. She was used to all of this. She focused on her career and earning money instead of love. She was penniless? Huh, she has a long queue of bigshots begging to give her money. Her business empire expands from City S to Capital. She was untalented? She can even summon thunders!! At a high-end party, one of the relatives of the Yu Family saw Yu Holea surrounded by the bigshot of different fields and was shocked to the core. Just as everyone was confused her three brothers arrived and started pampering her. "Lea'er do you want to eat strawberry cake? Call me Big Brother I will feed you the cake." "Lea them, here drink this juice, by the way, why don't you call me Second Brother?" "Little Sister don't listen to them I will protect you from everyone, you just have to call me Third brother." A certain Handsome, Ceo of a top 10 company, "Lea Baby, when are you going to say yes to my proposal?" Yu Holea: Why is everyone looking at her with a doting glance? Follow Yu Holea in her adventure filled with thriller, suspense, and pampering.

[ DING ] [ Common Sense Hijack System Activated ] ---- That notification was the start of a whole new life for Karl. He who just used to be working at a convenience store and always getting annoying complaints from customers and some shady words from his manager. Become a totally free man who can flip common sense upside down! ****** Cover by AI ------ Support Me By Gifts or Power Stones ----- ***** Release Schedule: - 11:00 PM (GMT+8) *****

"Do you wish to know what will happen if I drink from your thighs?" Salviana drew in a sharp breath before she whispered, "I might die?" "No, It is I who will die if I don't," he met her eyes with a lustful hungry gaze, "Spread your legs for me, Fiery-wife" And that she did... ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Fiery is married to the demon everybody feared would destroy them someday. He is the greenest reddest flag but now she only sees white. A canvas to paint their love however she deemed righteous. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── The Dark Prince, the third prince, is no stranger to the fear and hatred surrounding him. Cold, distant, and possessing a gaze as dark as midnight, he is known throughout the kingdom as the demon prince. But the truth hidden beneath his pale skin is far more dangerous—he is a vampire, living among a royal family that barely tolerates his existence. Salviana, a divine lady of myth, never asked to be married to such a man. Forced into the union, she is thrust into a life where every corner holds a secret and every glance feels like a challenge. Though her husband’s cold touch sends shivers down her spine, Salviana finds herself drawn into his world of shadows and intrigue, struggling to understand the depths of his darkness. With royal enemies watching their every move and Salviana’s own hidden powers slowly awakening, the bond between her and Alaric grows more complicated. Can she survive the dangerous world of court politics, where even her husband may not be fully trusted? Or will the weight of the secrets they keep tear them apart before they can discover the truth about each other? Caught between fear and desire, Salviana can’t help but wonder: Will she uncover the man behind the darkness, or will the shadows consume them both? Married to Darkness is a seductive, tension-filled journey into the unknown, where love and power clash in a dangerous dance that could lead to either salvation or destruction. The cover is from Pinterest. Not Mine. ~~~{───────────────── ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~}── Stalk me on social media! Discord: I_nanafirdausi Instagram: I_nanafirdausi Facebook: Nana firdausii X: https://x.com/NanaFirdausii Or Buy me a coffee @ https://buymeacoffee.com/nanafirdausi

What do you mean by you only accept female disciples? Zhang Yuan glanced at the Emperor of a powerful Dynasty kneeling in front of him and his son, the prince is also kneeling beside him. "Master Yuan, please accept my son as your disciple. I am sure that under your care, my son will reach the pinnacle of the Heavens." Pinnacle of the Heavens? Zhang Yuan turned his gaze to the so called Prince. Talentless, weak physique and sh!t cultivation technique. Tch, worthless. Zhang Yuan then turned his eyes to another Dynasty Emperor "Master Yuan, please accept my daughter as your disciple." Seeing the gorgeous woman kneeling in front of him, Zhao Tian smiled faintly. Talentless? I will make you the most talented mortal entity this world has ever seen. Weak physique? I will give you a physique that will break even the limitations of the heavens and earth. Sh!t cultivation technique? Don't worry, choose the best divine technique you want. Sorry but I only accept female disciples! ------------------------------------------------ -Handsome MC, so handsome even the heavens will blush -OVERPOWERED MC -R-18 mean, well you know what I mean. He will teach the female disciples new 'stuff'. -NO NTR, NO YURI Add it to your library, that will actually help me a lot! Come and read it, At least try the free chapters, manh. My discord server: https://discord.gg/mzERE9sGhX

Lilith was abandoned by her family as a child, left to grow up in an orphanage where she endured relentless abuse. The mistreatment left scars, warping her mind and twisting her pain into a dark, unyielding desire for revenge. Now a sadistic murderer, Lilith finds satisfaction only in making her former abusers—and anyone like them—suffer. Police Officer 1: “Lilith Everett! Stop! You’re under arrest!” Police Officer 2: “Hands up!” Lilith pauses, a smirk curling her lips as she glances over the edge of the building. Police Officer 2: “Wait—no, don’t!” Lilith: “See you in hell, losers!” Without hesitation, Lilith jumps. Thud. Police Officer 2: “Damn! What do we tell the boss?” Police Officer 1: “Exactly what happened…” Read the story to discover what happens next!

She was once Aurora, the deadliest assassin the world had ever seen, molded by the shadows of a sinister organization. Betrayed by those she trusted, she met a violent end—only to wake up as Xia Yan, the frail and sickly daughter of the superficial Xia family. Reborn into a new life, Xia Yan’s only goal is revenge. With her memories intact, she is no longer the weak and pitiful girl her family remembers. This time, she will carve her own path, amassing power and wealth with her brilliant mind and unparalleled skills. But in the world of business and intrigue, she catches the eye of Liang Chen, a man equally unmatched in strength and influence. Liang Chen, heir to a powerful military clan and a global business tycoon, has always been pursued by countless women. But when he meets Xia Yan, she doesn’t even spare him a second glance. For the first time, the unshakable Liang Chen is provoked. “Darling, aren’t I handsome?” Xia Yan sneers, “Not enough to waste my time.” Determined to win her over, Liang Chen’s pursuit begins. But what happens when his seemingly indifferent prey turns out to be a predator in disguise? As love and hatred intertwine, Xia Yan must navigate betrayal, family politics, and a relentless suitor who refuses to let her go. When the past comes knocking, will she have the strength to protect everything she’s built in this second life—or will she become prey once again? This is a story of revenge, love, and a clash of titans. He’s determined to make her his, while she’s determined to rule her world. In this battle of hearts, only the strongest will prevail.

Book 2 of the ‘Edward in Love’ In Love Saga It had been over five years since Ethan Jackson and Demyan Chernyshevsky-Coleman had broken up. Five years of avoiding family gatherings, awkward greetings and longing glances from across the room. For both they had tried to move on. To forget their first true loves and try to make a name from themselves from their family’s glory. For Demyan who constantly had to live up to both his fathers’; Edward and Vasili, success he found it difficult to shake off his past when eyes were constantly on him. To forget the man he had once fallen so deeply in love with that it had consumed him for almost a decade but found it near to impossible. For Ethan who constantly worked hard to prove he belonged into a family whose name was a household brand, he often found himself drowning into the voices of those who believed he belonged nowhere near the successful family. His decisions had ruined his chances with the only boy he had ever loved and even though it was almost a decade later he found it difficult to forget. Now as the ex-couple face each other again, will their love prevail or will new love conquests stop them in their path? *** Please beautiful readers read Book 1 and it’s side story, Edward in Love, to better understand Book 2 of the ‘In Love Saga’. Hope you Enjoy!

[Bad Body X Downfall Heiress] When Shen Chaoxi first met Shang Jianghan: She had been thrown out of her house by her biological father, while he was trapped inside his car after being overtaken at a sharp bend. A pair of slender and fair hands parted the crowd, and at a glance, saw Shang Jianghan's handsome face crushed beneath the weight. The crowd was panic-stricken, trying every possible means to rescue him, but none were as effective as Shen Chaoxi's cunningly angled kick that broke through the door. —— When Shang Jianghan saw Shen Chaoxi again: In Shangjing's top-notch club, Shen Chaoxi, dressed in an overly loose Didalun janitor's uniform, was squeezed into a corner of a corridor by several young scions of the Beijing Circle, with only a metal fence separating her from the twenty-meter drop behind her. Shang Jianghan, hands in pockets and a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, watched coolly, waiting for her to open her mouth and ask for help. With a clap of her hands, Shen Chaoxi swiftly knocked the group of scions to the ground, wailing in pain! —— The next time Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi met: In the corridors of the Beijing University Affiliated Hospital, all was white. Her grandmother's condition had worsened beyond help, and in front of her lay the cold, black-on-white consent form to give up treatment. Her pale, delicate fingers held the black pen, signing her name with firm strokes. Shang Jianghan approached and, with a swipe, tore the document to shreds. I'll save the person, I'll pay the bills, you're mine! —— Years later, As the setting sun cast long shadows, Shang Jianghan leaned against the car door, watching his wife's aggrieved face as she complained, shaking her slender arms: "Your son must lose weight, my arms are sore from holding him!" Shang Jianghan's lips curved into a faint smile as he gathered her into his arms to soothe her, his emotions swirling with gratitude that such a Shen Chaoxi belonged solely to him! Sweet pampering/dual purity, join the story with ease!

“An illegitimate child will always be an outsider.” For Yu Lixue, life in the Yu family was one of endless humiliation. As the unwanted daughter with no mother to defend her, she was treated like a pawn, used, ignored, and discarded. Her talents—her paintings, her songs—were stolen by her stepmother and conniving half-sister, who claimed them as their own. Her life was a series of shadows and silence, living under their lies. But when her half-sister fled an arranged marriage with Mo Ran, a powerful but reclusive man, the family forced Lixue to take her place. Once again, her wishes were disregarded. Her marriage to Mo Ran was cold, distant—another prison she had no choice but to endure. Until the night she died in a mysterious accident, her pleas for justice buried along with her. Yet fate gave her a second chance. Reborn into the same world that betrayed her, Lixue returns with a vow: she will take back everything they stole—her art, her voice, her freedom. And when she reenters her marriage with Mo Ran, he surprises her with a proposition: he will help her get revenge against those who wronged her. But Lixue is wary. Why is this man, who barely showed her any warmth before, now offering to stand by her side? As they plot against the Yu family, Lixue realizes that Mo Ran has his own reasons for revenge. Their alliance begins to blur the line between ally and enemy, and she questions whether he’s truly on her side or if he has his own hidden agenda. In a world filled with deceit and betrayal, Yu Lixue must decide: will she risk trusting her husband, or will she forge her own path to reclaim what’s hers, no matter the cost? Excerpt: Lixue stared down at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, blinking in surprise. Mo Ran placed it before her with a steady hand, his usual calm expression softened just slightly by a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. She tried to catch his gaze, but he’d already turned away, busying himself with the teapot. “Why are you…?” she murmured, glancing between the bowl and him, her voice trailing off. He looked up, meeting her eyes with a hint of amusement. “Why am I what?” She fumbled for words, her cheeks warming. “Why are you…being so nice to me?” A small smile played on his lips, barely there but just enough to leave her heart fluttering. “Is it so strange for a husband to be kind to his wife?” She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. The Mo Ran she remembered from her past life had been as cold as winter, never sparing her a second glance. This new version of him, warm and considerate, left her feeling…confused. “Eat,” he said, his voice soft. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast.” She nodded, taking the spoon with a slight tremor in her fingers. The soup was rich, comforting—something she would have loved as a child. The warmth of it melted away a part of her guardedness, leaving her strangely vulnerable. As she set down her spoon, she glanced at him again, still puzzled. “What’s gotten into you, Mo Ran?” “…” “Let’s just say I want to spoil you my darling..”

"Warning: This story may contain explicit scenes that may not be suitable for sensitive readers. Reader discretion is advised." This story delves into the life of Kyouko, a woman in her early forties who has carefully maintained her beauty and grace, striving to reignite a passion long lost with her indifferent husband. Kyouko’s efforts to remain attractive feel futile, as her husband’s affection and desire have faded entirely. Meanwhile, her daughter Sayaka and her son-in-law Haruki live in the same home, creating an unexpected dynamic between Kyouko and Haruki. Kyouko gradually realizes Haruki's captivated glances and restrained admiration, which contrast with the neglect she feels from her husband. Haruki, a young and handsome man, quietly finds himself drawn to Kyouko's charm and elegance, seeing qualities in her that he doesn’t experience with Sayaka. Kyouko and Haruki wrestle with their growing feelings, each aware of the delicate, forbidden boundary between them yet intrigued by the silent connection that unfolds. As Kyouko and Haruki continue to spend time together, their bond deepens into an unspoken understanding and attraction. Kyouko feels a newfound sense of validation and allure through Haruki’s attention, helping her rediscover a part of herself long neglected. Yet the tension between their relationship and the responsibilities they share with Sayaka and Kyouko’s husband poses a constant struggle. The story explores themes of longing, inner conflict, and the quiet complexities of desire, leading Kyouko and Haruki into a journey of self-discovery, concealed affection, and the risks of unspoken love.

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

Julius Fondatore is an Italian historian that specializes in Roman history. Graduating from the Sapienza University of Rome, he has scoured and read almost all the historical manuscripts available in the many libraries and museums of Italy. One morning while he was on his way to his usual coffee shop, he noticed a seemingly new bookstore that had opened. While passing, his eyes quickly glanced towards the direction of a top selling novel displayed under the fantasy section entitled, “Veni, Vidi, Vici – Rise of Rome in Another World”. Intrigued, Julius bought the book intending to read it while enjoying coffee. However, tragedy stuck when the seemingly newly built bookstore collapsed, crushing the young man in the process. When he woke up, he found himself in a fantastical world of magic as the first consul of the human city, Roma.

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Joanna had always dreamed of soaring through the skies as a stewardess, but her family's poverty seemed to ground her ambitions. In a shocking turn of events, her father made a Faustian bargain with a young billionaire, trading his daughter's hand in marriage for control of one of his lucrative companies. Joanna was horrified to discover she had been sold to the highest bidder, her future hijacked by her father's desperation. But the young billionaire, known for his ruthless business tactics, was driven by a different motive. He couldn't resist the opportunity to possess Joanna, captivated by her stunning beauty and determination. He would stop at nothing to make her his, and his alone."

The knight and princess strolled down the long corridors of the Summer Home "GOD, AEDRIC! HOW COULD FATHER BE SO CRUDE! SO RUDE! SO SHREWD!" Princess Elora shouted, her voice echoing through the stone halls. The knight, Sir Aedric, glanced over at her. "Well... he does have a point," he said with a small smirk. "You do get a bit uptight when things don't go your way." Princess Elara froze in place, her eyes widening in disbelief. 'Here we go,' Aedric thought, already bracing for her response. "ME?! UPTIGHT?! HOW DARE YOU, SER AEDRIC!" she shrieked, her fists lightly pounding against his armor. The knight remained unmoved, patiently enduring her fury. "YOU HAVE TO TAKE ME OUT TO LUNCH AS PUNISHMENT!" Aedric sighed, resigned. "Aye, Your Highness..."

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

The most loved K-pop idol, Lee Yong, had exhausted his creativity and reached a block. When he was frustrated about his inability to write music anymore, the new choreographer entered the company. The flirty perverted choreographer became his muse pretty soon. When he realised his love for the choreographer, he denied it for the sake of his career. When the adorable man confessed first, he rejected the choreographer cruelly. But later, he did not want to see his man being pursued by others, and he was determined to get his man back. Choi Haneul hid all his schemes and revenge plans under his shameless perverted behaviour as he entered the entertainment company. Taking revenge was his main job while being a choreographer was a side hustle. He was attracted to the boyband's leader, and he noticed the leader was also stealing glances filled with desire. Hence he started to crave more than the glances. Choi Haneul closed his heart long back and never wanted to be in a relationship. But he wanted to open his heart to the idol and be in a relationship. With all hope, when he confessed, the idol rejected him cruelly. So what would he do when the charming band leader tried to win him back? Or will he choose his revenge over love which comes with many terms and conditions? While the tug of war was going on between the choreographer and the band leader, band members smartly chose the choreographer’s side and ate melon seeds every day as they watched one drama after another instead of helping their leader. *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to try the steak from that new place. But all the tables are booked for a month. Lee Yong: Surprise! I invited the chef to cook the streak for our first date this Friday. Choi Haneul: I will come to eat, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Our choreographer is the best!!!! *************************** Choi Haneul: I wanted to watch that new movie. My free time and the movie screening time are not in sync. Too bad! Lee Yong: Surprise! I have already made arrangements. We will watch the movie in my flat for our first date. Choi Haneul: I would like to have cheese popcorn while watching the movie, but it is not a date. Let’s invite others as well. Band members: Yay!!! We are in for the movie night! *************************** Choi Haneul: I really wanted those dancing boots, but it is out of stock. Lee Yong: I knew you would like it. So I bought it for you. Choi Haneul: Thanks. Let me pay for it. Band member: Ouch, leader! Does it hurt too much???? *************************** Lee Yong: Where are you going all dressed up cutely? Choi Haneul: My first love is coming to the school reunion. I want to meet him. Lee Yong: Well, you are not going anywhere but my bed today. Band members: What?????? *Ding Dong* Choi Haneul: My first love is here to pick me up! Band members: Woooo hooo!!!!! *************************** Join the journey of the stubborn idol and the shameless choreographer to see what they would choose? Will Lee Yong choose love over his career? Will Choi Haneul choose love over his well-crafted revenge? P.s: The cover belongs to the rightful owner, and it will be removed if the original owner asks to do so. WARNING: THIS IS A GAY LOVE STORY WITH EXPLICIT CONTENT. IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT, SPARE THE NOVEL. Discord: https://discord.gg/jSQxjwPV5s Instagram: lazii_ladii

In the heart of a peaceful town, Kazuki and Shizuka live a life that’s both simple and enchanting. Kazuki is calm and composed, a man who finds joy in life’s little routines, from cooking breakfast to strolling through quiet streets. Shizuka, with her playful personality and unmistakable silver hair, is the spark that keeps his world lively. She’s bold, unfiltered, and utterly in love with him, her days filled with teasing remarks, affectionate glances, and the warmth of her unwavering devotion. Their days unfold in a charming rhythm: morning conversations over breakfast, lazy afternoons spent side-by-side, and evenings wrapped in the comfort of each other's company. Though their life together may seem ordinary, it’s within these small, daily moments that the depth of their connection reveals itself. Shizuka’s carefree nature is balanced by Kazuki’s calm presence, and together, they find happiness in the warmth of a shared life. For them, love isn’t in grand gestures but in the quiet spaces between words, the laughter that fills their home, and the gentle embraces that define their days.

Over a century ago, the first Homo-Supreme awoke, defying the limits of humanity. Since then, entire generations have evolved, developing extraordinary abilities beyond human understanding. Science and technology replaced the old doctrines, becoming the new pillars of society, turning religion into a taboo in a world where only the strongest survive. In this era of power and progress, Shiro Kurogane is an ordinary teenager, and in a world where the extraordinary is the norm, that makes him an outcast in a place where strength is everything. Every day at school is a struggle, every glance a humiliation. His life, empty and aimless, revolves around a painful memory: the murder of his mother. She sacrificed her life to save him, and since then, Shiro has lived in the shadows of guilt and helplessness. But everything changes one day when, amidst a brutal beating, the taunts about his mother’s memory make something snap inside him, awakening a fury so fierce that his body responds in a way he never imagined. He tries to defend himself, but his lack of power leaves him on the verge of death. On the edge of life and death, Shiro awakens his true nature: pyrokinesis, the ability to control and unleash fire at will. With this newfound power, Shiro vows to avenge his mother's death, hunting down those who took away the only thing he loved. As he descends into darkness, Shiro must decide if vengeance is the only thing that defines him or if there’s something else worth fighting for. But in a world where everyone seems to have powers greater than his own, mastering his flames won’t be enough. The fire burning within him could be his greatest ally… or his worst enemy.

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.

Zhu Kang, a trafficked soul, was captured by an evil organization and was stripped of his real memories. Unaware of the dangers he worked for this evil corporation as a system. One day, all of a sudden, fifteen men dressed in black started a shoot-out killing all the other systems. In desperation, Kang threw himself into a transmigration device that tossed his soul into a random world. "System 202 has escaped.... a-again.....” one of the black-clothed men said. Trembling, he glanced at their team leader. Kai Alden gritted his teeth. “You let him slip away so easily! Send me into that world. I will capture my dear System and bring him back here,”

Layton awoke in a world that seemed medieval at first glance. But as he explored further, he uncovered a realm teeming with magic, wizards, and gods, spanning countless dimensions. "Wizards, magic, gods, martial arts, and grand civilizations that run through numerous multiverses in the void, nothing is truly impossible here." "In this vast universe, nothing is truly impossible." With each step, Layton discovers the enchantment of wizards, the awe of magic, the mysteries of gods, and the discipline of martial arts, all interwoven within the rich tapestry of grand civilizations spanning countless worlds across the multiverse. Join him on an intensely personal odyssey that transcends the realms of possibility, as he ventures towards the summit of his own destiny and beyond.

After being chased out of the Li family home following her foster mother’s death and ruthlessly abandoned by her fiancé Mei Ting learns that she was married to another man. Little does she know, the tides of her fate are about to turn. Soon, it’s revealed that Mei Ting is the true heiress of the prestigious Li family and her accidental husband, was none other than the wealthiest man in the country. Now, Mei Ting must navigate a world filled with power, wealth, and secrets. Will she be able to keep her position as the heiress of the Li family, with the Li siblings against her? Excerpt “Do you regret it?” Mei Ting asked softly, her gaze lingering on the view outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Her husband chuckled, pulling her gently into his arms. “Regret what?” “This,” she whispered, “Us. The accidental registration …” He tightened his hold around her waist, lips brushing her ear. “The only thing I regret is not finding you sooner.” Mei Ting’s heart raced as she glanced up at him, eyes wide with surprise. “You’re more than just the Li heiress, Mei,” he said, his voice low and possessive. “You’re mine.”