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A Date With Death All Endings

Fake Date, Real Fate

"Block him." "He's technically still my boss." "Then block him with dignity." The call ended again. And then started again. I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt. "Yes, Mr. Walton?" "Have you changed your mind yet?" I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough. "Do you ever take a break?" I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand. "You're avoiding the question." "Because it's a dumb question." He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. "It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer." "It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to." There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker. "You are acting unreasonably." " Unreasonable?" I sat up. "I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday." "Isabella-" "Certainly not, Mr. Walton." I mimicked his tone perfectly. "I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with." SYNOPSIS Isabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story. But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger. Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not. Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position. Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival. So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend. No feelings attached. No drama. Just business. Or so she thought. "Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes," he said, passing by without a glance. The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud. I opened it. The contract. All of it. --- Enemies to lovers? Check. Slow burn? Hmmnyea. Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes. Delicious workplace tension? Of course. Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely. Smut?? Wanna find out? Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.
PrimRosee · 225.5K Views

To Seventeen,With All My Heart

To every reader who laughed, cried, and fell in love with this chaotic comfort story — thank you from the bottom of my heart. I never imagined a fanfic about 13 boys, two soft girls, flower rings, hospital chaos, and heartfelt moments would grow like this. Whether you're a Carat or not, you made this world feel real. Thank you for being part of this journey. You made my daydreams feel like they matter. — with love, Byeonchen Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction inspired by the K-pop group SEVENTEEN. The real names and personalities of SEVENTEEN members are used fictionally with the utmost respect and love. This story is purely fictional and is not meant to represent the real individuals. I do not own SEVENTEEN or their likeness. No profit is being made from this story. Two ordinary girls. One extraordinary group. A shared dream that brings them to SEVENTEEN’s world—where friendship blossoms, love quietly takes root, and the line between idol and heart becomes beautifully blurred. Nian and Xuanye never imagined they’d end up living under the same roof as the 13 boys who changed their lives through music. What begins as awe and awkward encounters soon turns into laughter, late-night talks, and memories stitched with music, vulnerability, and love. But the world of idols isn’t easy—and falling in love with one might just be the hardest lesson of all. A fanfic filled with slow-burn romance, emotional bonds, healing moments, and the power of believing in yourself when your heart whispers, “This is real.”
byeonchen · 14K Views

Even Villains Dream of Happy Endings [BL Poly]

[A whychose bl novel with multiple partners] #guideverse #nameverse #transmigration #villain # bl #blpoly #apocalypse #weaktostrong #academy #soulmates Two Souls, one body and a fate they refuse to accept-because even the villains dare to dream of love and salvation... — "Villains don't get happy endings," Eiden whispered softly, his eyes filled with tears. "Then I'll burn this world... until we get the ending that we deserve." I vowed to Eiden, the boy trapped inside his own body, watching as I rewrite his destiny. — Cursed by the cruelty of his old life, Killian awakens not in heaven, nor in hell—but in the broken body of the most hated villain of his favorite novel, Eiden Constello. Eiden was an Esper destined to die by beheading, alone and unloved all because he dared to try to kill the novel's heroine for the sake of his unrequited love for the novel's protagonist. But this world wasn't that simple. It contained soulmarks, espers and guides who sought to defeat monsters and clear gates, corrupted churches, and royal conspiracies entwined with broken families and hidden powers. Killian carries not only the memories of his past life but the secrets of the original villain, Eiden Constello, a misunderstood and mistreated boy whose soul still lingers within him, longing for love. The Church calls him the harbinger of ruin. The Royals fears his strange power. And the heroine hides her cunningness behind a sweet smile. They are all plotting something. Something that can bring the world to its doom. Marked by fourteen forbidden soulmarks, tied to men as broken, dangerous, and beautiful as he is—including a prince in disguise, a fallen knight, the Empire's fiercest commander, a loyal streetfighter and a ruthless guildmaster watching from the dark—Killian will rise. From exile to ruler. From discarded bastard son to the leader of the rebellion. From a lonely stray to the center of a fierce, tangled love deeper than any the world has ever seen. But when destiny burns and chaos rises, even gods may kneel before the abyss. And the boy they cast away will decide the fate of the world. __ "Rhydian's hand slid from my jaw to the nape of my neck, fingers threading through my thick black hair, pulling me closer until our bodies barely touched—electric, hungry, and intimate. His lips brushed against my ear, warm and soft, a breath of flame in the dark. "You are mine... my light in the endless night, the star I burn for. Not some shameless bitch who thinks the world is hers to play with." Every syllable was a promise, a dark caress that ignited something fierce and fragile inside. My chest tightened, the weight of those words grounding me as if the chaos inside could finally be stilled. The fire in my lover's eyes met the abyss in my own, and in that moment, the impossible balance between light and shadow was our silent vow. I felt cherished, claimed—not just as a flame or a shadow, but as something timeless, something worth fighting for. My pulse thundered in my veins, the abyss inside me stirring with a strange longing—to be consumed, to be held, to be claimed completely. The fire and the void tangled between us, fierce and unyielding, a perfect storm of desire and devotion. And in that moment, under the watchful gaze of shadows and stars, I knew I was no longer alone in the darkness."
harutotreasure13 · 5.5K Views

My Deal With Death

In a fractured universe ruled by ancient systems and silent wars, **Alex** is just another survivor—until he awakens the **CHAOS Core**, a living algorithm buried in the ruins of a forbidden Archive. Marked by a glyph no system recognizes, Alex becomes the first anomaly in a reality built to erase deviation. But the moment he touches the Vault, everything changes. Flung through realms where memory is currency and time loops like broken code, Alex finds himself hunted by the **Black Sigil Brotherhood**, a cult of system-purists determined to erase his existence. Beside him stand a rebel war-priestess, **Lux**, and a war-scarred tactician, **Kael**, both haunted by secrets and fractured allegiances. And in the shadows, the ruthless Nyra—wielder of the Garden Fragments—seeks to rewrite the system in her own image… even if it means sacrificing the last of her humanity. As Alex descends deeper into the heart of forgotten Architect tech, he discovers a horrifying truth: he is not a chosen one, but a **Split**, a self-branching paradox that threatens the very law of structured reality. With every choice, he risks becoming the very godlike system he fights against. Now, with the Brotherhood unleashing their final protocol and timelines unraveling, Alex must decide: Will he merge with the Core and lose himself forever? Or fracture reality even further to give it a future? --- **A high-stakes fusion of cyberpunk, cosmic myth, and post-human evolution, *My Deal with Death* explores identity, memory, and the price of rewriting fate.** When the systems collapse, the only thing left to fight for… is what you choose to become.
YIN_YANG_TAOIST · 14K Views

End of the World Mecha: I Use Colorless Judgment to End It All

【Post-Apocalyptic Mecha + Cosmic Horror & Intrigue + Superpower Evolution + Factional Politics】 Kai Shen , a new recruit deemed an "anomaly" by the Federation due to his inability to perceive "color," was classified as a potential threat and high-value experimental subject. He narrowly survived his first brutal battle, which nearly wiped out his elite squad. Then, a secret order from the Federation's highest authorities thrust him into an even more perilous unknown realm alongside a mysterious lone hunter whose identity remains shrouded in mystery. Kai believed this was merely a "special mission" filled with calculation and surveillance. However, while exploring a forgotten ancient ruin, he and the mysterious hunter fell into an endless "time loop" trap set by a terrifying entity known as "Mirror Shadow." Here, death is not the end, but the beginning of deeper despair. The trust and resolve of his former comrades are their only anchors in the fight against the endless cycle. After enduring countless blood-soaked and tear-filled “reboots,” Kai Shen sacrificed a crucial ally to awaken the forbidden power within the “Colorless Core,” capable of interfering with causality, severing the chains of the prison's laws. When he returned to the seat of power with a secret that could determine the fate of the Federation, the balance of power within the Federation began to shift dramatically due to this small “anomaly.” The puppet masters behind the scenes finally realized that this “pawn” they had deemed controllable had already gained the power to overturn the entire chessboard! Federal High Command (a certain puppet master): “Impossible! He is merely an ‘anomaly’ sample, a ‘defective product.’ How could he sever the causal prison of the ‘Mirror Image’?” Peisu La: “I have observed the fall of countless ‘variables.’ But you... seem to be the first to find the meaning of your own ‘existence’ before being completely ‘formatted.’” “The true source of power of that 'colorless core' that can devour, analyze, and even reconstruct everything—does it point toward the 'apocalypse' that destroys everything, or... the 'origin' that creates the future?”
Dustwalker · 18.8K Views

Reborn With The All Seeing Eye

{Information revealed!} {These are the benefits!!} {Do you wish to steal its skills and powers?} "What the hell is this?!" Aaron, barely a year old but possessing the intellect and cunning of a seasoned adult, stared in wide-eyed astonishment at the world around him. Before his very eyes, information panels, glowing with an ethereal light, materialized, detailing every aspect of whatever he gazed upon. From the intricate root systems of the ancient trees in the Forest of Flesh Eaters to the composition of the mud hut that served as his current home, nothing was beyond the scrutiny of his newly discovered ability. Even the roughspun blanket clutched in his tiny hands revealed its origins, its thread count, and the type of fibers used in its creation. {Do you wish to steal the artifact's Ability?} The question, presented in stark, bold text within one of the information panels, made Aaron smile. It was a knowing, almost predatory smile, utterly incongruous on the face of a baby. "I don't know what this is," he murmured, his voice a soft gurgle that belied the complex thoughts swirling in his mind. "But that doesn't mean I can't utilize it… With these eyes… I'll be the youngest Emperor in all Three Continents!!" Aaron was not a typical infant. He was a man of thirty, reborn. Not for the first time, either. This was his fifth reincarnation, and in each of his previous lives, he had clawed his way to the pinnacle of power. He had been a General, leading armies to glorious victories and carving out a vast empire. He had been a President, shaping the destiny of nations with shrewd political maneuvering and unwavering resolve. He had been the Young Master of a powerful, influential family, a name whispered with a mixture of awe and fear, a force to be reckoned with in the cutthroat world of noble politics. He had even been a Renowned Scientist, his brilliance pushing the boundaries of human knowledge, culminating in the creation of the first youth-preserving drug, a discovery that had both revolutionized medicine and made him a legend. Now, Aaron found himself reborn as the Cursed Child, the harbinger of death and destruction, the subject of fearful prophecies that had driven his own mother into hiding. "Can you believe that?!" he gurgled, the irony of his situation not lost on him. He, who had striven for power in every lifetime, was now branded as a destroyer before he could even crawl. Will Aaron leverage his vast experience and hard-won skills to defy the prophecy and forge his own destiny, or will he succumb to the ominous predictions and become the Cursed Child the world so desperately feared? Let's find out. If you are after Game Novel, OP MC, and action. Check my other book: "Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With The Cheating System." ______________ My New Book! "Return Of The Supreme Beast Tamer."
OP_Supreme · 663.9K Views
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