Craster'S Keep

After three years of marriage, they continued to treat each other with mutual respect. Following their divorce, he transformed into someone obnoxiously insistent. Yet Norris Moore sneered, "Get lost, I'd marry anyone but you!"

“Después del sí, acepto” no es solo una historia de amor. Es una historia de heridas, silencios, partidas y regresos. Es la voz de un niño que entiende más de lo que aparenta. La caída lenta de un matrimonio que alguna vez fue refugio. Y el largo, doloroso —pero hermoso— camino hacia el reencuentro. César y Elías creyeron que con amor bastaba. Benjamín, su hijo, aprendió que el amor también se construye entre ruinas. Narrada desde los ojos del pequeño que nunca dejó de soñar con una familia completa, esta historia atraviesa cinco temporadas cargadas de emociones: promesas rotas, cartas sin entregar, silencios que gritan, y una playa donde, tal vez… todo puede volver a empezar. ¿Y si lo que muere no siempre se va? ¿Y si hay amores que solo estaban dormidos?

Ban thought he’d seen it all—until he found himself surrounded by beings who make everyday life look like a fairy tale. From fierce beastmen to ethereal magical creatures, everyone here has their quirks… and their secrets. As Ban journeys through this incredible world, he doesn’t just connect with its people—he falls for them. And trust me, things get heated in more ways than one. 87 Advance Chapters on my Patreon: patreon.com/UltimateHaremfan

In a post-apocalyptic world where multiple energy systems coexist, a group of game players obsessed with endless grinding emerges. Every day when Cheng Shaofeng wakes up, his first goal is to make this world… a little more like a video game. [Clone Production Chamber], [Loot Generator], [Attribute Conversion Tower], [Smartwatch Communication Station]… Toxic knife storms cutting through zombies, the Black Skeleton Legion employing the classic “Besiege Wei to Rescue Zhao” strategy, and storm totems automatically grinding tentacles… one creative player move after another. Flame Assault Troopers, Summoning Mystics, Whirlwind Dancers, Dual-Pistol Tacticians, Celestial Archons… with hundreds of unique professions created. The players exclaim: “This game is so grind-heavy! I find new materials every day!” “There are tens of thousands of skill combinations, and I can even learn skills from random passersby. I’m going to max out the skill wall at the base!” “Enough talk, the Lord just announced a new map has opened. I’m going to speedrun the dungeon and write a guide for the others to farm it!” “The world boss has appeared, everyone, let’s grind it together!” Watching the players grind until their eyes turn red, Cheng Shaofeng shrugs: “You can see for yourself, it’s not that I want to rule the apocalypse—it’s just that they can’t stop grinding!”

They say that the natural elements are the strongest .......... BUT I don't think so ............ I believe that the person who can control it all is the only almighty the strongest .......................

Alessia Bianchi has survived ten years in silence, bound to the Morano crime family to repay her late father’s mysterious debt. But when her service nears its end, a new chain is fastened around her neck, marriage to Luca Morano, the family’s feared and volatile heir. Luca is every bit the monster they warned her about: powerful, merciless, and dangerously captivating. He’s known for breaking rules and women. But when his obsession with Alessia ignites, so does something unexpected… desire, protection, and a hunger to possess her completely. Torn between her loyalty to a lost love and the storm Luca awakens inside her, Alessia discovers her fate was never hers to escape. Buried deep in her memory lies a secret her father died to protect an encrypted weapon that could eliminate the Atlan Syndicate and crown the Moranos kings of the underworld. But claiming that power means choosing a side, losing herself in the process and even loosing Luca's soul. As war erupts, loyalties fracture, and blood stains white silk, Alessia must decide: Will she give herself to a man born of darkness… Will Luca ever truly love her without possessing her? What if the very secrets hold were the reason her father died? Will Lorenzo rise again not as her saviour but as her enemy? Or rise from the ashes of her past and take control of a world that tried to silence her?

“Even if I lose my memories, my name, even myself... I will find you again.” Reiji once lived a life ruled by apathy—using others, destroying lives, and leaving behind nothing but broken pieces. But when the one person who truly cared for him became collateral in his schemes, her last words haunted him into death… and beyond. Cast into a purgatory between lives, Reiji faces the echoes of every soul he has hurt. In this darkness, a voice offers him a chance—not of forgiveness, but of redemption. Reborn in a quiet, strange world, Reiji meets a mysterious girl named Mina. She knows things she shouldn’t. She speaks without judgment. And somehow… she feels familiar. As fragments of past lives emerge and old sins resurface, Reiji must decide: Will he repeat the cycle of destruction, or will he finally learn what it means to live—and love? A Japanese reincarnation fantasy blending soul-deep sorrow, quiet redemption, and the unbreakable bond between two wandering spirits. From a Japanese author. A story where karma, memory, and fate intertwine.

Zara Everleigh just wants to nap. Seriously. That’s all. She’s filthy rich, but nobody knows it. To the world, she’s just the lazy girl next door in oversized hoodies, sipping bubble tea and minding her own business. Until one day… She helps the insanely hot CEO next door by pretending to be his girlfriend. Now she’s stuck in a fake relationship. Reporters are camped outside her door. And the internet is obsessed with “the mystery girl.” Too bad Zara has no time for love. She’s too busy hiding her billion-dollar secret—and avoiding all human interaction.

I died and woke up as an ant. Not a queen, not a mutant, just your average, squishable bug. But with a broken skill system and a dangerously curious mind, I’ve started evolving faster than the hive can handle. Magic? Check. Strategy? Working on it. World domination? …Maybe. I’m just one ant in a monstrous underground world, but if I keep climbing, I might become something this world’s never seen: A Tyrant.

Manuel is the type of person you’d overlook—a quiet, introverted teenager who rarely talks and prefers to stay out of the spotlight. But what people don’t know is that behind his silence, he’s building something they could never imagine. It all begins when Manuel befriends an advanced AI—a public technology, not his secret—but their bond quickly changes his life forever. With his AI friend by his side, Manuel uncovers hidden systems, cracks digital markets, and starts playing games no one else can see. Step by step, he secretly amasses wealth, influence, and power—while everyone else still thinks he’s just the quiet boy in the corner. But in a world where secrets control everything, how long can you hide the truth? Manuel’s quiet rise to becoming a zillionaire is no fairy tale. Rivals are watching. Friends may turn. And sometimes, the biggest danger comes from those who already know the truth. Can you really trust anyone? Can you really keep a secret?

A young man has to keep a promise that he made years ago. However, he forgets about the promise, and if he tries to remember it, bad things will happen. Even if he can't remember it, he is haunted by dreams of fractured memories.

As an ordinary person who found herself in another world, Yuna a fanatic reader decided that she is too ordinary and lazy to achieve something big and want to live a leisure and easy live, following the masses and blend in on the new world she found herself in. However, Yuna who thought herself to be quite ordinary tends to accidently create extraordinary things. •Influencing in letting the most feared assassin guild being created •Becoming a legend by creating the most respected Knights •Accidentally led to the establishment of the most devout and pious Temples .......and the list goes on. Yuna who found herself at the centre of it all : "......." Yuna: "I swear I'm only an ordinary person and everything is a mistake! an accident! I don't know anything ༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ" Not only that, Yuna also have the knack of attracting all sorts of psychopaths. Psychopath no 1: "I cannot live without you, I won't let you leave me" Psychopath no 2: "You are my God and I am at the mercy of your will" Psychopath no 3: "What do you mean I am free? You are my shackles" Psychopath no 4, 5, 6, 7 : "Master, you cannot abandon us!" Yuna: "Fucking hell, what did I do??? Why Me??? (⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠)" As a person who is always ordinary, Yuna felt overwhelmed in another world that cannot let her be ordinary! _____________________________________________________________________ Assuming a role of an ordinary person in her previous life but adorn the role of either a God's messanger, Pioneer of Light, Guide, a Path or even the God itself..... A fateful and eventful life of Yuna began in another World. [May the Holy Light be with you]

Sarah moves to a small town in the Pacific Northwest to escape her troubled past and start anew. She finds a job at a quaint bookstore and begins to settle into a peaceful routine. However, strange things begin to happen around her, and she starts to suspect that there is something sinister lurking in the shadows. One day, she meets a handsome and mysterious man named James who frequents the bookstore. Despite her reservations, she feels drawn to him, and they begin a tentative romance. But as their relationship deepens, Sarah discovers that James has secrets of his own, and that he may be connected to the strange occurrences in the town. Together, Sarah and James delve into the mysteries surrounding the town, uncovering a web of secrets and lies that threaten to consume them both. As they race against time to solve the mystery, they must confront their deepest fears and the darkness within themselves. As the stakes get higher and the danger escalates, Sarah and James must decide whether their love is strong enough to survive the horrors that lie ahead.

A shot…. That was all it took to push me off the cliff… As I watched Xainder shout out to me helplessly, tears slowly trickled down his magnificent face, his usual grin no where to be found, my heart shattered to a million pieces watching my entire life flash right before my eyes with no more hope to hold on to. i watched the people I gave my heart to look at me in disdain. My eyes searched for a certain someone who was nowhere to be seen. I couldn’t help but laugh at the life I led and wished I had a second chance to amend things but a part of me wants to let go. The burns on my body writhed in pains and my heart clenched in agony. Youth is a great crush, if I like you, I am going to say it aloud . It’s such a shame I never realized who I truly loved until I lost him and now, he will never know. Bracing myself for my inevitable end, a part of me leaps with joy of finally leaving this miserable world and a part of me longs for another chance at life . My life. There’s a question which lived rent free in my head, “ when we grow up, we leave the home to chase our dream not because of anything but because we know that the home behind us will never forsake and always comfort us but what happens when the home stings and causes nothing but pain , then where do we seek refuge? This happens to be the summary of my life and a question i have never been able to answer so with my remaining seconds on earth, I put the question to you all . what do we do ? ……………………… S.C.A.R.S. by TriciaX13.

I do it because I can, I can because I want to, I want to because you said I couldn't.

"I will keep surviving... even if the world rejects my very existence." I woke up in the darkness. No warning, no clues. As my eyes adjusted to the strange light around me, I realized—this place wasn’t unfamiliar. Yes, I know this world. This… is the world of a novel I once read. A fictional world, where heroes shine and demons fall. But behind all of that lies a truth never written on any page: This world is hell. The difficulty level? Inhuman. There’s no interface. No hidden powers awakening when I’m on the brink of death. No lucky twist saving me at the last second. There is only pain—raw, relentless, and ever-present. My body is wounded, my mind shattered, my hope torn apart piece by piece… As if someone behind the scenes is savoring every second. And I know who you are. The Author. Yes, you, sitting calmly behind the screen, typing away, Watching me spiral deeper into suffering. You enjoy this, don’t you? Watching me fall. Watching me cry. Watching me break. Maybe to you, I’m just a story. Just a fictional character with no feelings. But I know I exist. And I know this pain is real. So hear me now. I will not die. At least… not yet. Because I will survive long enough—become strong enough—to flip this story on its head. I will live. Not because this world deserves to be fought for… But because I want to hurt you the way you’ve hurt me. So keep writing, Author. Because every page you write… brings me one step closer to taking back my own story.

In this world, every child in the kingdom of Azrathis must drink the juice of the sacred Celestara Fruit. It awakens their blood—revealing their destiny. Red is normal. Silver is noble. Gold is divine. But when Leon Graves drinks it... His blood turns purple. A color long lost to history. The color of demons. The color of destruction. as Leon dives deeper into the truth of his power—he begins to uncover something far darker. The world is not what it seems. The history they teach? Twisted. The bloodlines they worship? Corrupt. The very country he was raised to protect… built on lies. And at the center of it all—his blood. His curse. His fate.

Assassinating is one thing, kidnaping is another whole thing. Watch as Zero a world class assassin has taken up the task of kidnapping the pride and joy of the prestigious Makima family and babysitting his own five year old nephew in this thrilling, comedy filled series of : The Richman's Wife's Bodyguard

In the first life, Aurenya Virellae was nothing but a ghost in the Lycan King’s cold court. Unwanted. Unclaimed. Invisible. She died alone, unloved by the ruthless Alpha who ruled Valerath — a king who never even looked her way. When fate grants her a second chance, Aurenya swears she will never marry him again. But this time, the truth claws at her heart. For no matter what she does, Zevran Caelthorn—the feared Alpha King—dies because of her. Every possible future ends with his blood on her hands, his last breath whispering her name. Desperate to rewrite destiny, Aurenya tries to stay away. She tries to forget him. But fate—and the king himself—have other plans. Then, against all odds, she hears his thoughts: > She’s afraid of me. I deserve it. But I’ll still protect her. Even if it kills me. She’s mine. Even if she runs, even if it breaks me. Aurenya’s heart trembles. Because the man she thought was cold and cruel... has always loved her. And this time, loving him might be the very thing that destroys them both.

ɪʟʟᴜsɪᴏɴ. ɪs ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʀᴇᴀʟ.ᴏʀ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɪʟʟᴜsɪᴏɴ?

Plaines verdoyantes, vallées venteuses, plages tropicales, jungles féroces, déserts arides, toundras glacées... la tour de Babel recèle de nombreux paysages plus incroyables les uns que les autres. En fait, elle en regroupe très exactement soixante. Soixante mondes, soixante étages, qui ne demandent qu'à être parcourus par des gens suffisamment forts - et fous selon certains - pour entamer leur montée vers le sommet, celui que personne n'est encore jamais parvenu à atteindre : le Sky Keep. Légende ? Mensonge ? Palais des dieux ? Beaucoup tergiversent sur cet endroit inatteignable. Mais tous sont certains d'une chose : le premier à en ouvrir les portes deviendra la personne la plus puissante de l'univers. Ces gens qui parcourent la Tour, on les appelle les ascensionnistes. Et parmi eux, nombreux sont ceux qui nourrissent le même rêve : être le premier à franchir les portes du soixantième étage ! Au sein de cette grande chasse au trésor qu'est la course au Sky Keep, Matsuba n'est rien. La raison ? Il fait parti, à l'instar de 99,9% de la population de Babel, des habitants dépourvus de la moindre capacité spirituelle. Il est un sans-pouvoir, rien de plus. Pourtant, au fond de lui, quelque chose l'empêche d'abandonner. Cette chose, c'est le rêve d'être le premier à ouvrir les portes du dernier étage.

All my life, I never once know what it is to be a family. My parents did not care about me and didn't let me start with my siblings. Even when I diagnose with Terminal Illness by the doctor, they did not care about me. The only thing that accompanies me in this lonely hospital bedroom is the game called Second Life. Sadly, all good things must end, and so is Second Life. I decide to stay inside the game until the end and wait for me to release my final breath. However, I'm reincarnated to another life when I open my eyes. I promise to enjoy my Second Life in this world. Now, if only this woman stopped calling me a villain for a second, that would be great.

"History is written by those who survive. Myth is what remains when truth is too dangerous to speak." Long ago, the world was not ruled by kings or empires, but by Queens beings woven from the very fabric of magic itself. Five Queens, each the living embodiment of elemental power and divine will: The Flame Queen, fierce as fire and just as consuming. The Ice Queen, keeper of memory and time's endless frost. The Shadow Queen, mistress of secrets and the veil between life and death. The Nature Queen, heart of growth, spirit, and renewal. And the Light Queen, shining beacon of hope, healing, and illusion. Yet above them all rose the Black Queen—the true sovereign who held the essence of all elements within her. She was the fulcrum of balance, the eternal ruler whose presence bound the others in harmony. Together, they ruled from Elaria, the Sacred Kingdom—a realm suspended between worlds, where magic poured from the very stones, and the skies shimmered with a thousand hues of power. There, peace was not a hope—it was law. Magic flourished, and the land breathed with eternal life. But peace is fragile. Beneath the shimmering towers and golden courts, a shadow stirred—an ancient betrayal that was not born of the Queens’ own hearts, but of a force unseen, a traitor cloaked in love and loyalty to a crown beyond the Queens’ reach. The War of Falling Stars tore the heavens asunder, casting the Queens into exile and sealing away Elaria from the mortal world. The skies burned red. The earth wept tears of ash. And magic withdrew, fading into myth. For three centuries, the world lived in silence, the Queens reduced to whispers and faded legends. The magic they wielded was lost—hidden, locked away by a spell woven from hope and despair alike. But the kingdom never forgot. And now, beneath the blood-red moon, a crimson beam splits the night sky—the sign of their return. From forgotten corners of the earth, girls with no memory of who they were awaken, marked by power that refuses to sleep. They walk among us, unaware that the fate of all rests in their hands.

My hands trembled, my pulse a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as Liam Romano slid the ring onto my finger. White gold. Flawless diamonds. Cold and unfeeling—just like the man who now owned me. For most, a wedding ring symbolized love, devotion, a future built on choice. For me, it was a prison. A silent contract that stripped away my name, my freedom, my very identity. Emily Carter no longer existed. I was Emily Romano now. A pawn in a game played by ruthless men. A caged bird with no escape. I should have run when I had the chance. Now, as the most powerful figures of the New York and Chicago Famiglias watched in chilling silence, escape was nothing more than a distant dream. There were no second chances. No mercy. In our world, a marriage didn’t end unless a body hit the ground—and I knew whose body that would be if I dared to run. This wasn’t love. This was war. A treaty forged in blood. A fragile truce between two criminal empires standing at the edge of destruction. The Bratva were circling like vultures, waiting for a weakness, a reason to strike. And I? I was the peace offering, the price my father had paid to keep our family standing. I should be thankful. That’s what they told me. That’s what my father drilled into my head, over and over again. But gratitude didn’t make the chains any lighter. "You may kiss the bride." The priest’s voice shattered the silence. I forced myself to lift my gaze. Liam’s dark, calculating eyes met mine, void of warmth, void of hesitation. His face, cold and unreadable, gave away nothing. He was a man who had never known fear. A man who didn’t bend, didn’t break. And now, I belonged to him. The world watched, waiting for a sign of weakness. A crack in my mask. I wouldn’t give them one. But Liam? Liam saw through it all. His fingers tightened around mine—a warning, a promise. Then he moved. His lips crashed against mine, not soft, not tender—a kiss of possession. Of dominance. A silent vow that sealed my fate. My body stiffened under his touch, but I didn’t pull away. Because I knew what he was telling me without saying a word. You are mine. And in that moment, I realized something terrifying. I was his to keep. And his to break.

The 'retired' commander of a special forces secret service organisation doesn't realise the business world is as firce as the battle field though no bullets are flying overhead. When he encounters the immovable stoic female lead by chance, his icy heart thawed, and he suddenly became a doting tsundere willing to flip tables on her behalf! "Let me do all the dirty work for you," he's always saying. However, our female lead is driven by revenge against a certain underground association, and will not be sidetracked! "Look, I got you this bunny hat. It's so cute!" "If you like it so much, why don't you wear it yourself. Please maintain your distance, sir," "It's cold. Here, have my jacket," "I'm fine. Please keep your composure, sir," "A nice restaurant just opened. Let's be their first customers!" "Do I look like an idiot to you? I know what you are aiming at. Sir, please leave now," But the overbearing CEO is not someone that gives up easily! "I like you!" "There are four billion women on earth. You can continue trying. I'm sorry I have to refuse," Yet later... "Everything. Give everything to me. Including you, sir, that is"