Proximity

Sold to the highest bidder to pay off a blood feud, I never imagined I would be the pawn in my father's fatal game. Still, here I am before Enzo De Luca, the most vicious mafia leader in the city. Though appealing, he is cold, deliberate, and as lethal. Though my heart races just from his proximity, it is his touch that ignites me. My body betrays me and reacts to him in ways I am powerless over. And I melt as he softly, commandingly says my name. Enzo loves neither me nor another. In his deadly kingdom, I am only another bargain, another transaction. But every time we are alone, the conflict between us snaps—desire becomes a terrible addiction. Although I detest him for everything he stands for, I yearn for the way he consumes me, body and soul. He has made it quite evident—our marriage is more about power than love. Still, every angry gaze and every snatched moment in the shadow reveals something different. Benevolent underneath his icy façade lies something broken that appeals to the darkest sides of me. But depending on a man like Enzo may mean losing everything. Bound to him now, for better or worse, I am caught in a world where loyalty is brittle and treachery carries a bullet. Our friendship gets more perilous the more truths about his empire I find. And as the past calls for us, I have to question myself: will our passion be the thing that ruins us both or can I survive loving a guy like Enzo De Luca? Burning in his arms is me. But in his universe, I could roast alive.

A wrongfully accused "pervert" and an unexpected roommate—16-year-old Kaito Kobayashi’s high school dreams of Tokyo life unravel when he’s forced to share an apartment with the very girl who turned his world upside down. Struggling to adjust to the city and barely getting by with a part-time job, Kaito’s reality takes another hit when his landlady introduces Misaki Okada, a 16-year-old girl, as his new roommate. Their already awkward encounter earlier that day, where Kaito was wrongfully accused of being a "pervert" makes living together even more uncomfortable. She’s beautiful, sharp-tongued, and, to his horror, also his classmate. Sharing an apartment with Misaki is already unbearable, but their constant proximity only fuels more misunderstandings and awkward moments. Every interaction seems to pull them deeper into a mess of tension, frustration, and reluctant dependency. But as tempers flare and the walls between them start to crack, Kaito and Misaki are forced to confront a question neither saw coming: could this disastrous beginning lead to something extraordinary?

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

The native planet where a multitude of people suffering from the consequences of overpopulation and forceful servitude on Earth migrated to Crystallia via gravitational slipstream between planets. It was believed that such a feat was impossible and that a normal human being would not be able to survive such an ordeal, but then one of the most unpredictable physical phenomena in the universe besides the power of God was gravity. The galaxy collision occurred during the era of the slave trade when the supersized galaxy known as Redromida collided with the Milky Way. Naturally, none of the elements touched as the scientists had suggested, but there were phenomenons that they failed to predict. One such occurrence was the impact of the planet Crystallia disturbing the orbit of the Earth. The result of such a proximity between Crystallia, which happened to be as large as the planet Jupiter and Earth was astronomical. The resulting earthquakes and disasters shattered the very concept of living for man, and then the gravitational pathways between the planets, which lasted for more than 2 and a half years, were established. The migration began after several who had made the journey by accident had returned with glad tidings of fertile land, greener pastures, and a safe heaven from the power of the Aro and other European slave traders. The migration lasted until the gravitational slipstream ended; by then, the slave traders had discovered the path, but by the time they made plans to pursue the merchandise, the gravitational link between Earth and Crystallia had come to an end. The majority of people who made the journey were from parts of West Africa, the central parts of Asia, the Red Indians of North America and a few from the northern parts of South America. They had barely settled into their new home when the planets natural immune system was triggered, the Ẹbọras emerged intending to end the branch of humanity that had the gall to make this planet their home. The struggle for survival began; man was able to harness the crystal mined from the planet to forge an energy source, they were able to till the land to produce food, and they built large walls to shelter themselves from the Ẹbọra. As man thrived, man also adapted to this new planet; exposure to this new crystal energy and air, which was not oxygen but breathable, caused a change in man’s biological constitution. The next generation had Evolved into something else. Thus, the story begins. Adewale was killed on the streets of modern-day Lagos in the country called Nigeria; for some reason, God decided that Adewale didn’t deserve death and reincarnated him in this new world called Crystallia. He is forced to grow up quickly because of the sad state of the society he was born into, a society where the rich prey upon the poor using them as stepping stones in achieving their selfish ambitions. As a child, Adewale was forcefully recruited into the military force of the Lagos Shelter, where he was forced to use his useless ability to pave a path towards success. Through the hardship of this world, he managed to gather trusted allies and embarked on a quest of his own to take control of the Lagos shelter and end corruption. What he didn’t count on was the fact that the heart of the greedy thinks only of staying the hunger of their greed and that greed will lead to war, savagery and destruction. Thus the exciting story of Adewale begins, with his closest companion that named itself Symbiot.

A delightful Christmas rom-com novel, ranging from 75,000 to 100,000 words. The story incorporate popular tropes such as 'enemies to lovers' and 'forced close proximity.'

[Mature Content] What do you do when your only ruler is about to lose their life to an illness? Do you seek out every medical specialist you can find? Or do you bargain for the help of something supernatural? And what do you do when they come knocking for payment? Ever since Empress Arabella took the throne, there has been peace in the Empire, but she lacks a husband and an heir. When tragedy strikes as an unexplained illness takes over her body, her advises rush to the aid of someone who is only willing to help, if she agrees to marry him... With enemies turning to loves, and a love story that reaches through time. Will Arabella agree to the terms or allow death to take her? Tropes Included: Vampires - Who hurt you? - Dark Romance - Fated Mates - Enemies to Lovers - Touch Her & Die - Force Proximity - Supernatural - Morally Grey Villain - Spice - Dark Gothic Atmosphere.

Emily Carter never imagined she would be drawn into the life of an elite family, let alone that she could cure the infamous Ryan Lancaster—the devilish prince who is mysteriously "allergic" to any girl's touch. Desperate to raise money for her ailing mother, Emily moves into the Lancaster mansion. What begins as brief moments of contact gradually turns into daily encounters, and to everyone's surprise, Ryan’s strange condition begins to improve. Yet, his cold indifference and deep-seated mistrust make Emily’s presence far from easy. To Ryan, Emily’s sudden appearance seems like nothing more than a calculated move for money. But as they are forced into closer proximity, he starts to see the strength and resilience behind her quiet demeanor. Slowly, he realizes that this girl might be the one to heal more than just his physical ailment—she might be the key to unlocking the heart he’s kept hidden for so long. However, with misunderstandings, family secrets, and rivals standing in their way, can their growing bond survive? He can’t resist her touch, but she’s afraid to believe in his love.

Officially winner of the Cupid's Quill Contest. This is the book if you are looking for a green flag male, who is not toxic, doesn't degrade the FL, doesn't rape or hurt her, physically or emotionally. Let's dive in. “Many can own your body but it takes a special someone to creep into your soul, infuse it with their magic and make it theirs. That's what you have done to me, Skyla Adams, and now you refuse to leave,” his sultry whispers were fanning the outer edges of her ear, rendering her weak. Not only in the knees but her whole body. (It's a dark romance so the book deals with trauma, ra*e and similar themes. But I guarantee you it will have a happy ending.) Synopsis Broken by the sudden news of her father's terminal cancer and further shattered by the betrayal of her fiancé; Doran, who was a renowned super model and CEO of his fashion company. Skyla sought solace in the arms of a call boy. Dressed like her favourite anime character with his face hidden behind a mask, the boy pulled her in and she ended up losing her v-card to him. Circumstances led her to marry her abusive/cheating fiancé. But after eight years of abuse and being told she could never run her father's company, Skyla had enough. When her husband’s boss suddenly offered her a job. She grabbed the opportunity to prove her husband wrong. What she hadn't anticipated was the kindness her boss had begun to shower on her. Zyair Kincaid; the CEO of renowned fashion company was a gynophobe who never hired women to work in his proximity. But he broke his own rules and hired Skyla to be his personal secretary. With his identity hidden from the world, behind a black mask, he was a man of many secrets but had only one goal. To liberate Skyla from her abusive husband and for that, he was willing to go to any length. In a tale where past and present collided, two broken souls sought comfort with each other. But can Skyla escape her husband? And how would Zyair grapple when his dark past comes knocking? (This is my entry for the competition Cupid's Quill. Kindly show support and send a power stone and add the book to your library. The characters I will be creating in this book will be in grey areas, I hope you people will love them as much as I am enjoying writing them.) Book cover is mine special thanks to Queenfrieza for making it. Want to chat? Find me on Instagram with the same name; Sunny_Shumail.

Prince Reyin is the adopted son of the royal Avalon family, reviled by royalty and upper-class families for his impoverished roots in the barren outskirts of the kingdom. Acknowledged as a worthless royal and loathed openly by his beloved family, he lives an isolated life, tending to flowers and the sick. Despite his circumstances, Reyin’s heart remains soft for those who despise him, and he spends his energy taking advantage of the bountiful resources accommodating a Prince to pursue his calling of medicine. However, any potential for dreams evaporates when a rogue organization burns the Avalon castle to embers. Reyin survives due to being rescued by a mysterious member of the organization—a skilled swordsman named Hael—who claims to be the one who murdered the Prince’s family and hesitates not to pluck people at random to slaughter them. Strangely, Reyin feels blossoms of familiarity whenever he sets eyes upon his captor. As forced proximity has the good-natured Prince relying on the villain, he realizes much too late that perhaps Hael isn’t as villainous as he seems but merely misunderstood. And to save Hael from his damning plunge into evil, fate will require a great sacrifice from them both. *A character-driven story about soulmates, fated phileo love, sacrifice, family, politics, and royalty. This story takes place in the 17th century, in the fictitious kingdom of Avalon, and is written in modern-day English.* { Potential Trigger Warnings: Suicidal Ideation, Self Harm, Trauma from Sexual Assault (panic attacks), PTSD, Separation Anxiety, Obsessive Love Disorders, Substance Abuse, Body Dysmorphia, & Eating Disorders. } [ This story centers affectionate friendships between men. Use of BL tag for bromance. ] Tik Tok: @_hav.en_ Instagram: @_hav.en._

In a world where strength reigns supreme, **Zane Stormwood**, an 18-year-old with unrivaled supernatural powers, is the embodiment of fear and control at the Blackthorn Academy. His icy demeanor and piercing gaze send shivers through students and teachers alike, earning him a reputation as untouchable. Zane thrives in isolation, mastering his powers and ruling the academy with an iron fist, never letting anyone get close enough to challenge him—or understand him. **Lily Rivers**, a 16-year-old human with no supernatural abilities, is invisible in a place where power defines your worth. Mocked and disregarded by her family and classmates, Lily may be powerless, but she has a fierce will and an unyielding sense of justice. When she stands up to Zane in front of the entire school, their worlds collide in a way neither expected. Zane is drawn to her defiance; Lily becomes the one person who doesn’t fear him, but instead challenges him in ways that unsettle his carefully controlled world. As their clashes escalate, so does the undeniable chemistry between them, leading to a tension-filled connection neither can ignore. ~~~ In the darkened hallways of Blackthorn Academy, the air between Zane and Lily was thick with unspoken words and charged tension. They stood facing each other, the moonlight casting shadows on Zane’s chiseled features. His cold blue eyes narrowed as he stepped closer, towering over her. “You really think you can just defy me, human?” Zane's voice was a low growl, dangerously calm. Lily’s heart raced, but she refused to back down. “I don’t care who you are, Zane. Power doesn’t give you the right to treat people like they’re beneath you.” Zane’s lips curved into a smirk, one that didn’t reach his eyes. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” “Maybe I should be,” she whispered, her voice shaky but steady enough. “But I’m not.” Something flickered in Zane’s gaze—surprise, curiosity, maybe even admiration. For the first time in a long while, someone wasn’t running from him. Someone was standing up to him, and that intrigued him more than he cared to admit. Lily took a step closer, their proximity igniting an electric current between them. “You may be powerful, but that doesn’t make you invincible.” For a moment, Zane hesitated, the wall around his heart cracking just a little. And for the first time, he didn’t have a response. ---

All They Wanted Was To Break Her, Ruin Her, Destroy Her. But She Is Unbreakable, Untamed. _______ Dark Romance Enemies-to-Lovers Reverse Harem Masked Men Stalkers Unhinged FMC Revenge Forced proximity Word Count: 150k

"Should you, as the healer, not take a very close look?" he asked. "Isn't that why you are here? To scrutinize every part of me, including my ability to produce an heir." Freya's face flushed deeper. She had braced herself for hostility or skepticism from the ascendants, but this overt testing of boundaries was unexpected. "I am certain that scrutinizing you...naked, won't reveal much about your ability to produce an heir," she retorted quickly. He smirked, stepping closer. Freya resisted the urge to retreat; his proximity overwhelming, his large frame practically eclipsing her view of the room. She forced herself to meet his gaze, determined not to let her eyes wander to his bare chest. He towered over her, his presence domineering. Droplets from his damp hair occasionally fell onto her face. She blinked, surprised by the sudden coolness on her skin. Roarke lifted a large hand, gently wiping away a droplet of water from her cheek with a touch that was unexpectedly gentle. "Then...do you want to test my ability in a different way?" he asked, his tone suggestive. ***** Freya Lorne, a gifted healer, finds herself swept into the heart of a conflict when she is summoned to the distant and divided realm of Eldranor. In this land, the throne lies empty, and the crown's claimants—creatures of myth and legend—prepare for a ceremonial duel known as the Ascendance Rite to determine the next ruler. Freya's healing powers are integral to the Ascendance Rite. Each claimant wants her unique skills to stand a chance at claiming the throne. However, amidst this dangerous game, romantic adventures blossom, and Freya is torn between her role in the Ascendance Rite and her personal entanglement with the claimants. With each encounter, she must navigate the treacherous waters of courtly romance and deceit, discerning who truly values her as a person and who regards her merely as a pawn in their quest for power. As the final battle for the throne draws near, Freya must decide where her loyalty lies—not only to which leader she will support but also to what kind of kingdom she wants to help build.

Brandon, a low-key yet superrich individual, undergoes a transformative experience, becoming a man with a chip serving as his heart, limited to a lifespan of only 98% battery capacity. Destiny unexpectedly unites him with Sienna, his rival girl, as they share a common goal. The catch, however, is that Brandon cannot physically touch Sienna, as her proximity risks depleting his limited battery power. Despite this challenge, as they navigate through various twists and turns together, a burgeoning love between them emerges. Now faced with the ultimate obstacle, they must find a way to overcome this unique predicament, holding onto the belief that love can indeed conquer all.

He praised her, “Wifey, you are a genius!” She coughed to hide her embarrassment. “Of course, I am. But hey, don’t call me ‘wifey’. It sounds so weird.” He smiled calmly and pulled her closer. “If I don’t call my beloved my wife ‘wifey’ then whom should I call ‘wifey’? I don’t want my wifey to get jealous…” “I won’t be jealous. Cross my heart and hope to die.” She struggled to move away from him. His close proximity was making her heart race. She couldn't understand how he could speak like that with his calm and collected appearance. “Wifey, don’t say so ominous. Let me give you something that will make you feel better.” He hugged her warmly and planted a soft kiss on her nape. She almost jumped feeling that sensation. “Eek! Don’t do something so shameless!” Her face instantly turned red. “Wifey, I love you…” Ignoring her pretest, he kissed her again. “Mm! I said don’t do this!” If this continues, she will lose her reasoning and melt like water. When the first time they had met in the bar she avoided him like a plague, even though she was drunk. The second time they had met was at a birthday party. She protected him and stood between a gun and him, thinking that he was just an innocent bodyguard. The third time they had met was in a garage. She trembled in fear as she faced a terrorist; however, she did not back down. He found her intriguing, but she found freedom intriguing. Even still, her hope for freedom was torn when she had to return to China, only to be met with a family threat to get married. He saw this as his chance and seized her – his soon-to-be sister-in-law – from this marriage. He made her his bride. When they agreed to get married, she thought that he was just a simple bodyguard, and he thought that she was just a simple psychiatrist. But things changed soon after that. He noticed how she was different from others. He noticed how she avoided him like a plague. That's why he secretly created a honey trap for her. Serious and stoic Xue Lin has fallen right into her husband's sweet trap. Will she be able to understand his feelings and accept him? **WARNING: DO NOT PLAGIARIZE OR PUBLISH THIS WORK ON OTHER SITES. IF YOU LIKE THE WORK, TELL OTHERS TO READ IN WEBNOVEL.COM -------------- Cover credit: Dearest Reader @waphels -------------- Book series: 1. Handsome CEO's Darling Wife 2. My Wife is a Goddess: 99 Secret Kisses 3. Lost Happiness 4. The Cobra Another book: My Beloved Tangled by Fate ------------- All the announcements, spoilers, and updates will be given on the Discord channel. So keep in touch. Discord server- http://discord.gg/MaJMCyb Instagram: flow07.author Facebook page: Flow07

In the shadow of tragedy, Meredith's world crumbled like a fragile sandcastle, swept away by the merciless waves of fate. With her mother's demise echoing in her soul, a sinister revelation emerged – her father had gambled away their fortune, leaving behind a staggering debt that clawed at the edges of her existence. As if scripted by the cruel hand of destiny, Meredith's father fled, abandoning her to face the financial tempest alone. The burden of survival rested heavily on her young shoulders, and the weight threatened to shatter her resolve. But amid the debris of despair, an unexpected lifeline emerged, weaving an enigmatic twist into the narrative of her upheaval. Paris, the city of love and lights, became the backdrop for Meredith's metamorphosis. Yet, the glamour of the French capital remained elusive as her modest budget clashed with the city's extravagant reality. Shelter, a basic human need, became a luxury she could ill afford. Then, like a subtle melody in the cacophony of her turmoil, Matthew entered the stage. A peculiar proposition danced in the air – he offered her a room in his apartment. However, fate, in its mischievous playfulness, cast Matthew as a central figure in a drama laced with bitterness. Matthew, the ex-flame of her closest confidante Maria, was the embodiment of a past Meredith despised. The lingering embers of their tumultuous history sparked a tension that crackled beneath the surface. Would Meredith swallow her pride, her disdain for Maria's ex-lover, and accept the refuge offered by this unexpected ally? Or, would she face the unforgiving streets of Paris, choosing solitude over the discomfort of cohabiting with her nemesis? As Meredith contemplates this paradoxical predicament, a curious metaphor unfolds – fire and water forced into a reluctant alliance within the confines of a shared space. The sparks of their clashing personalities promise a spectacle, a sizzling fusion of passion and cool detachment. In the heart of Paris, where love and defiance dance hand in hand, Meredith and Matthew find themselves bound by circumstance, fanning the flames of an unlikely companionship. Yet, beneath the surface of this unconventional arrangement lies the question that lingers like an unspoken secret – can Meredith, the fiery protagonist scarred by her past, find solace and redemption in the proximity of her watery counterpart? The streets of Paris hold the answers, echoing with the footsteps of a young woman navigating the intricate alleys of loss, pride, and the unforeseen chemistry that ignites when opposites collide.

[WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS R-18] He gently ran his fingers across her cheek and towards her neck while he snaked his hand around her waist and backed her against the wall, "And why would you think you could help me little one". "Y-Your Majesty it- it's a small ability I have, all you need to do is to show me the wound and I could help heal it" Alora managed to say despite her heart hammering inside her rib cage due to the close proximity of the prince. Interest flickered in those lifeless deep red eyes of his but it disappeared as soon as it appeared "Small ability you say" he said as he leaned in to replace his fingers on her neck with his nose as he took in the faint scent of Gardenia that lingered on her skin. Alora felt her heart had escaped from her chest as the man invaded her personal space, and she felt his nose on her skin as he inhaled, The next minute his deep chuckle resounded inside her ears as he pulled away, releasing her. "Don't go offering your help where it is not needed little one unless you might end up losing your life instead especially in a place where there is little of your kind" Asher said with his deep attractive voice , and Alora could hear the warning in his seemingly casual voice. Before she could answer him he turned around and went towards the Grand stairs at the center of the palace "Go back to your work little one" and his voice disappeared gradually as he assended the stairs of the castle. Accompany two creatures who are eager to have a stable life and love but the world is hell bent on causing chaos in their lives as they scale through all difficulties and achieve a peaceful life.

My name is dolly. I accidentally transmigrated into the r18 novel "the heavenly light to his dark life" To my badluck I became a sub-villian who is the fiance of the crown prince and has a sad ending.I came up with a plan to avoid the him but I entangled with him more. Here I am standing before my childhood friend and my fiancee the crown prince. He is eagerly waiting to know what I am going to say with a breathtaking smile on his handsome face. Who would have thought that the cold and cruel crown prince can smile so beautifully " I want to break our engagement" I said gathering my courage. The smile on his face disappeared and his face became expressionless. His cold grey eyes narrowed at me. "I will not allow you to cancel this engagement" he declared. His cold voice gave me chills. He started coming close to me,my heartbeat is rising with each step he is taking towards me and said the words which I never want to hear from him " don't ever think of leaving me Lina ". Then he bought his lips close to my ears and whispered " you are mine Lina,my angel,only mine,just like how I am yours. No one can stop this engagement no one can stop me from making you mine.So leave such useless thoughts and prepare yourself to be my empress . I will rule the empire and you can rule me." Then pulled me by my waist I kept my hands on his chest to prevent my chest from touching his. He he gripped my jaw and kissed my cheek hardly as if punishing me for uttering such words and said " don't think of running away my little rabbit even you are in hell I will follow you and drag you with me because you are born for me and born to be mine.This is the first time that is why I am leaving you without next time if you utter such words you will be punished baby. So never ever think of leaving because it's impossible. Got it baby." The is a look of madness in his eyes which is giving me chills and the close proximity is not at all helping. I nodded my head. "Words babygirl"he said tightening his hold on my waist pulling me closer till there is no space between us. "O..ook....okay"I said shuttering and I tried to get out of his hold but he only tightened his hold on me. I looked up at him, his grey eyes staring at me intensely I immediately looked away from him as I couldn't hold his stare then he asked "will you ever try to leave me?". "N..nnoo" I said mentally cursing myself for shuttering,I looked at him again he had satisfied expression on his face as if he is pleased by my answer.A beautiful smile made its way on his face. I thought he is in a good mood after listening to my answer so I asked him carefully "p...p.please l...let g..go of ..m..me". He then started loosening his hold as ,I was about to breathe a sigh of relief ,he suddenly tightened his hold ,kissed my other cheek near to my lips I stiffend as his sudden kiss left me dumbfounded. Then he left me slowly his other hand is caressing my cheek as he whispered lovingly to me"goodnight angel have sweet dreams only about me". Then kissed my forehead before making some distance between us. I whispered "g...goodnight" with that I ran away from him thinking how my life changed this way.

Emerging from a two-year coma induced by a meteor crash on an island, Kai Hellbound awakens to find himself in an airborne medical facility. The aftermath of the meteor impact has given rise to a transformed world, marked by a new energy source, catalyzing diverse magical manifestations among the exposed populace. Reports suggest that proximity to the meteor's impact correlates with the potency of the newfound magic. As Kai and his companions were situated on the island, the extent of their magical prowess is anticipated to be formidable.

Cub is a young man, a slave, working in the House of the military leader that conquered his people. Silas Drag, an invader he must now call, 'Uncle'. As caretaker of the children of the House, Cub rises at dawn and provides all that the children need, aside from their lessons, from the time they rise until they're in bed. He spends every free moment learning all that he can, training his body, and planning for the day that he will liberate his people. Relatively few inhabitable worlds boast a Chaos Fountain even in the Ordered planes. The Disorder in the matter it touches is washed away, concentrating the remaining Ordered matter. Proximity to the Fountain slows aging and makes disease unheard of for all the creatures near it. Even plants and minerals are fortified by exposure to the stream of Disorder that flows from the Font. Functionally, it brings out the greatest potential of all it purifies. His goals are complicated by the fact that his enemy is one of the Purest men in existence. Drag's skin can turn an un-purified blade. His speed is outside the ability of the impure to even capture in their eyes. If the legends are true, he also possesses strange abilities that make it little wonder he had earned the title of Supreme Knight. Cub is just a normal boy of 16, his opportunities to train in the Font in the ways of his people robbed from him by the invaders. Even then, the warriors of his people had been no match for Silas. Cub has one hope; an opportunity to kill the Supreme Knight. Cub hopes that the loss of their strongest Knight will be the signal fire that can unite his scattered people and incite rebellion. At the very least, it will be satisfying vengeance.

Heaven and Alex's story was a tale of love tested by the constraints of tradition, familial expectations, and the inexorable passage of time. It began in the grandeur of Sterling Manor, where Heaven, a beautiful maid, took up a position, unaware that her life was about to intertwine with the destiny of the Sterling family. From the moment Heaven set foot in the mansion, her path crossed with Alexander, the master of Sterling Manor. The library, a symbolic space within the mansion's opulent halls, became a backdrop to their unfolding connection. As Heaven navigated the intricacies of her role as a maid, she and Alex discovered a shared refuge in the library—a sanctuary where their hearts found solace amidst the pages of untold stories. However, their burgeoning connection faced formidable challenges. The societal norms and familial expectations that surrounded Sterling Manor sought to dictate the trajectory of Alex's life, including his choice of a future wife. Despite the obstacles, Heaven and Alex's bond deepened, transcending the boundaries of employer and employee. The story took an unexpected turn when Alex's arranged fiancée entered the mansion, bringing with her the weight of familial expectations. The other maids, fueled by jealousy, began treating Heaven unfairly due to her proximity to Alex. This created a tumultuous environment, placing strain on Heaven and Alex's budding connection. Complications arose further when Alex, drawn into familial duties, seemed to drift away from Heaven. The library, once a haven for their shared confidences, became a silent witness to the growing distance between them. The turning point came when Alex's older brother entered the scene, sparking a new, albeit complicated, connection with Heaven. As Heaven and Alex's friendship with his brother evolved, so did Heaven's determination to pursue her dreams beyond the confines of Sterling Manor. She decided to leave the mansion, saving money to finish her education, and Alex's brother offered his support in her endeavors. The narrative took a poignant turn when Heaven, realizing her aspirations, expressed her decision to leave the mansion and end her role as a maid. Alex, entangled in familial obligations and unaware of Heaven's departure, faced the haunting realization that she had left without a goodbye. The subsequent chapters unfolded with Alex grappling with the echoes of Heaven's absence. The mansion, every corner imbued with memories of their shared moments, became a haunting reminder of the love he had lost. Meanwhile, Heaven embarked on a new chapter at university, forging a path independent of the mansion's shadows. The story took a heartbreaking twist as Alex's life post-Heaven revolved around a loveless engagement and a family pushing him towards a wedding. His fiancée, feeling the impact of his emotional withdrawal, developed resentment towards Heaven. As preparations for Alex's wedding intensified, Heaven discovered the impending ceremony too late to intervene. She tried to return to Sterling Manor, seeking to reclaim what was lost, only to find that time had sealed Alex's fate with another. The chapters that followed chronicled Alex's wedding, a poignant affair filled with the echoes of unfulfilled promises. Heaven, witnessing the union from a distance, felt the shattering of her heart as she realized the permanence of their separation. As Alex's marriage unfolded, the story delved into the complexities of his life with a wife who felt unloved. The weight of familial expectations bore down on Alex, and the marriage lacked the love he had once shared with Heaven. His family, dissatisfied with the union, pressured him to consider marrying another woman to secure the family's legacy. In a pivotal chapter, Alex, for the first time in his life, stood up against his family's expectations, choosing to honor his own heart. The library, once a symbol of constraint, became a backdrop to his assertion of personal autonomy.

... I walked into the kitchen barefoot to have a drink of water, wearing only a pair of panties and my sleep shirt, a large t-shirt that reaches down to my knees. I uncapped the bottle of the chilled water to drink directly from it, only to someone clear their throat to notify me of their presence. Out of reflex, I turned rapidly and pour out the content of the bottle I was holding, almost emptying it at the intruder. The intruder —a male intruder to be specific —hissed in reaction to the cold effect of the chilled water, I was almost befuddled, because my brain was tricked by the exquisite beauty and handsomeness of this person, I mentally smacked my brain to think normally. I then tried screaming, but the person was quick to react, covering my mouth with the big palm of his hand, I was almost drooling, because of the close proximity and the cologne he was wearing was quite enticing, my next reaction was to kick him in the groin, which I succeeded to the point. The man toppled-over with a Yelp because of the pain he was in from my kick, I took an escape, practically flying my way up the stairs to my room, then locking the door behind me ... .......................... Leah Henderson ends up becoming roommate with her best-friend's stepbrother. Their first encounter as roomies wasn't conducive, especially for Peter O'Brien. Will they be able to put that behind them and become the best of roommates? How about their claims, that they are just roommates? is that actually what they are or they are more than that? Find out!

In the picturesque coastal town of Dubrovnik, Croatia, Detective Marko Bratić, known as "The Inquisitor ", for his unrelenting pursuit of justice, returns to his home overlooking the serene Adriatic Sea. His peaceful life takes a chilling turn when a series of seemingly unrelated murders unfolds, each occurring exactly 1 kilometre apart, leading in a straight line from the police station to Marko's own residence. As Marko delves into the baffling cases, he discovers an enigmatic connection – all the victims were within proximity of the sea, but their backgrounds and lives are diverse, making it difficult to discern a motive. The only link between the crimes is a cryptic symbol left at each murder scene, hinting at a sinister game. Marko, in collaboration with his trusted colleague, Detective Ana Vuković, embarks on a relentless quest to decipher the clues and unveil the killer's identity. As they dig deeper, the investigation points them toward an underwater cave, shrouded in secrets. Marko, drawn by his own obsession, decides to dive into the abyss, seeking answers that lie beneath the waves. In the dark depths of the cave, Marko makes a shocking discovery – a hidden chamber that reveals a disturbing revelation. The murders were connected, but not in the way he expected. A letter within the chamber points the finger at Marko himself, leading to a heart-pounding revelation that shakes his very core. The story culminates in a thrilling confrontation between Marko and the real killer, whose motive is a deeply buried secret intertwined with their shared history. The unforgiving Adriatic Sea, a silent witness to the unfolding drama, reveals its final, deadly secrets. Jeopardy: The Inquisitor is a gripping mystery novel set against the backdrop of the Croatian coast, exploring the darkness that can lurk within even the most vigilant of inquisitors and leaving readers with a haunting question – how well can one truly know themselves?

(BOYS' LOVE) When Tai Yang, a young, handsome yet introverted scientist gets hauled into one of the alternate Universes (by a dog-eared man claiming that staying on Earth would kill him), four things become especially clear. One: his black belt in karate is useless against the strange, magical, anime-looking spells of the alternate world. Two: he needs to stop getting lured into human birdcages even if there is 4-ply toilet paper in them. Three, Prince Li Jun is an asshole on Earth and in the alternate universe too! Desperately trying to return to his world, Tai Yang manages to escape several times. The problem? He keeps bringing the annoying Prince back to Earth with him where another Li Jun already exists! And after a while, it seems Prince Li Jun has gotten too fond of having him as a personal bird-cage advisor to let him escape to Earth easily, making Tai Yang's life even harder. But his behavior starts to change; why? Is Li Jun really only keeping him around for relationship advice? Or does the late-night sight-seeing, and attempts to make him immortal mean something? What do the close proximities, hand-holding, and stares mean? The fourth thing that becomes clear to Tai Yang is that he has to disappear before he actually falls for that narcissistic Prince who seems to have no intention of catching him. ...Or does he? Join Tai Yang to find out!

Clara is the biggest troublemaker, Alvaro has ever seen in his life. Her mere presence can bring the storm in his proximity. Alvaro Keller Schmid, his name screams class, wealth and killer looks. In past, his name was absolutely clear in all ways. He was called a saint in the most notorious tabloid articles. One day the same tabloid published the biggest scandal of him. It happened when a well-known actress got entangled with famous riche. He was a multi-billionaire, known to be the world's richest man after his father. But a rumour was popular about him to be not interested in women. An uninvited sandal lead to him marrying an actress. Let's see if this unwanted marriage bloomed with love or if they'll part away eventually...

Daily Updates coming from April 1st-April 30th ••••••••••    "There are two kinds of students at this facility; the ones who are unable to control their powers, and those who are pure evil. Which are you?"     "I don't know yet." ༺•༻ One mistake and your life comes crashing down. Fiona was on her way to the Paris Fashion Week before that one incident. Now, she's being held hostage in the Migdon Rehabilitation Center for Disturbed Young Supernaturals (MARC) —the school for the crazies. More than anything, she is sure she is not supposed to be here. She is a talented teenager who has her sight set on becoming a successful fashion designer. But she has to convince the MARC staff board of the same. That proves difficult, as nothing is going her way. Her romantic life, involving a particular playboy/werewolf and loner/dark elf, is turning into a hot mess. There's also the Zarnian Coven, a notorious black magic cult, which has its eyes set on her. And last but not least —the mysterious face she keeps seeing. Whenever it appears, she loses all control and morphs into the force of destruction MARC believes her to be. All Fiona wants... She doesn't know what she wants anymore. •••••••••• EXTRACT 1 Calmly, the boy got out of the window, his expression blank. He took his sweet time to walk to the girl, his hands in his pockets and his attention focused on her. Stopping only inches from her, he looked down at her, finally letting his fury show. Up close, Fiona realized the elf was very good-looking. He was also tall, her head barely reaching his shoulders. His frame was a bit lanky, but broad-shouldered. Their proximity was making her heart race. His eyes bored into hers, scarring her soul. In the moment, she had let her tray fall, but took no notice of it.     "If you feel someone is out to kill you, that is none of my business." He said, his entrancing bass voice a little above a whisper. "Now. Leave." EXTRACT 2 Cain studied the human girl before him. He'd heard the new student was a feisty one, but no one had told him she was pretty. She didn't have the kind of beauty that stopped you in your tracks, but one that grew lovelier the longer you looked. Her skin was dark and her hair, even darker. Captivating black eyes made it easy for one to loose oneself in them. Then there was the sexy attire she had on. Cain found himself bearing the strong urge to kiss her attractive plump lips. The new look on the president's face startled Fiona. His eyes had darkened and the smile on his face had been wiped off. Slowly, he lowered his head. Fiona's eyes widened, her legs weakened. All this while, her heart had been behaving abnormally, but now, it seemed to constrict, narrowing in her chest. Fiona thought again. It couldn't be a reaction to the werewolf. This sensation was painful. Every heartbeat brought on an intense sting that wounded her nerves. Rapidly, Fiona's vision began to blur, till all was black.  •••••••••• All A Witch Wants!!!

There is a legend, about a place with all the answers, a legend about The Grand Library. As magic somehow made its way to our world, not everybody was ready. It changed people, it changed animals, it turned into a complete apocalypse. But there was a hero, who saved everybody by creating a barrier that protected one settlement, his name was Xavier Velrosh. That was several hundred years ago. Now people live in a massive city, split into five districts. Those with strong magic powers are privileged and live in the center, while those without them have to survive on the very edge and suffer the dangers of the close proximity to the protective dome. Trevor, a teenager born in the fourth district has a problem. He still isn't showing any signs of having any magic. Each evaluation shows a zero. As his schoolmates find out, he gets the nickname 'Zero', but then fate smiles upon him. His good friend, Liv, shows him a letter her ancestor got from one of the greatest mages in history who filled the shoes of Xavier Velrosh, a man named Lex Roy. In the letter, he mentions The Grand Library. Something that used to be just an urban legend now becomes reality. The search for a myth starts! Join the boy on his way to solve the mysteries, find his way through the magical world kept from him by those holding the power, and become a true legend. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

" Never seen a naked man before?" The out of world man infront of me asked as I stared at him. His black-brown hair stuck on his forehead as rain drops splattered on his greek god like body. His green eyes stared at me as his lips lifted in a confident smirk walking towards me. " You can touch, if you beg" he drawled out the sentense as i moved back in disgust. "Keep your wet body away from me." I growled out, seeking shelter against the storm that is currently stopping me from leaving this god forsaken castle. "I thought werewolves loved the storm. The thrill to run whilst the raindrops shower over our beings" He spoke in amusement ,clearly enjoying my discomfort brought by his closeness. I can feel the chill brought on by his form. I took a step back with a scowl." Well I dont like the storm so do me a favour and go find something to wear before you freeze your balls out." He seemed to find this especially amusing as he laughed making my mood sour more. 'How can he have such a nice laugh' I thought grumply before he caught be by my neck. " Are you fucking insa-" I stopped as he inhaled my scent. Like a drunk his lips parted in suprise before he stared straight at me with a smile that blocked the line of curses that threatened to fall out of my lips. " Ironic isnt it? You hating the storm yet your eyes bear the grey colour of the stormy clouds. Beautiful, over bearing and dangerous." He spoke like he's in a trance, lost into my eyes as much as i am lost in his emerald green one. My heart drummed at the proximity of our faces, an intoxicating smell of the breeze and sandalwood greeted my senses before I swayed as energy left me momentarily yet the stranger caught me. "Who are you?" We both asked at the same time, the magnetic pull, so strong that i had to push him away from me with my left energy. Panic surging as i ran into the storm that i hate rather than stay with the stranger. Inwardly though, hoping we would meet again. Seneca Darkwood, is plunged in a world that is haunted by their past ancestors. Trying to fight her inner demons whilst on a mission to find the new unknown enemy of VIDA. With an attraction that she is trying to deny, will she be able to make it out alive after uncovering deep cryptic secrets of the O'Adder family, the royalty of the kingdom of VIDA? Follow along the journey between Seneca, the pentagon of Vida and Cervante.

Pandora De Mevius’ developed a crush for her childhood best friend, Braxton Goldman, but he suddenly disappeared one day without informing her, leaving her heartbroken and devastated. Now, Pandora has moved on, is now successful, and happily in a relationship, when her father comes with a contract marriage proposal that puts a halt to her perfectly outlined future, and brought her face to face with Braxton, a man she’d rather strangle than be in close proximity with, and what’s worse? He’s the man she was supposed to get into a contract marriage with.

Princess Daphne wanted to become a widow. Or she would die trying. On the marriage proposal drafted on human flesh and written with fresh blood, the Northern King had made himself quite clear: the princess would marry, not as a queen but the lowest of concubines, not in a carriage but within a sealed coffin, not to be celebrated but to be paraded around as a war prize. If those terms were violated, he would personally prepare a grave for each and every one of her citizens. Some said the Northern King had slaughtered his entire family and signed a contract with hell itself. All Daphne wanted to do was to send him back there to pay for his crimes. The night of their wedding, she plunged her silver dagger squarely into his chest, waiting for the final heartbeat that never sounded. Only then did she realize, perhaps too late, that the heart of the Northern King never beat in the first place. —— She walked with resolution towards the man waiting in the shadows. Her steps were steady, and step by step, her fingers reached for her dress buttons, undoing them. "Your Highness, no!" Despite her nanny's shrill shrieks, she only continued, untying each of the knots that bound her chest. For a split second, or perhaps it was her imagination, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes. "What are you doing?" His voice was slightly hoarse as he stared at her white swanlike neck. His vision traveled downward, but he only jerked his face away. "There will not be war." Her skin tingled from the cold, and she could no longer tell if it was from just the frill night temperature or the proximity to him. "Do you hear me? There will not be a war." He closed the gap between the two of them, reaching out for her face. Instinctively, she stepped backward, anticipating his foul touch. But biting the inner sides of her cheek, she reminded herself that she had already decided to give up her honor. This is for the kingdom, she thought as she took a deep breath. A slender finger quickly swept a tear away from her cheek, a tear she didn't even know was there. And then he turned away, his back towards her. "I want a princess, not some cheap girl willing to give herself away so easily." He put his hand to his forehead in disappointment. "That takes away from the fun of it all." Her lips trembled, and her body shivered. "There will not be a war." "If Your Highness agrees to my terms, then indeed, there will not be a war." He tossed his fur cloak towards her. "Hurry and get dressed. Because if you keep me waiting, I might just change my mind. According to you, I am a barbarian after all, and who knows what savages might do?" —— Update Schedule: One chapter/day But if you want to incentivize me writing :3 20 Golden Tickets = 1 extra chapter 50 Golden Tickets = 3 extra chapters 100 Golden Tickets = 5 extra chapters Top 200 Power Stone Ranking = 1 extra chapter Top 100 Power Stone Ranking = 2 extra chapters Top 50 Power Stone Ranking = 3 extra chapters Top 10 Power Stone Ranking = 5 extra chapters Top 3 (Lol this won't happen so won't worry about that for now) Massage Chair = 1 extra chapter Luxury Car = 2 extra chapters Dragon = 3 extra chapters (The other ones won't happen so also won't worry about that for now) Super sorry if this seems super demanding or greedy ;-; I just never realized how much motivation I needed to keep going until I started writing. —— Cover Art: Cover designed by the amazing Turtleboiii! Please also support her submission to the WSA!!! All original image credits to the original artist. I couldn’t find a way to contact the artist, so if there are issues with copyright, please message me as soon as possible (Instagram @tangerqueen_author)

After years of being tortured and imprisoned by hunters, Lyra was finally freed. But out of the pan and into the fire. She had a terrifying history in her new pack, but luckily no one seemed to recognize her… yet. In order to stay alive she needs to look ordinary, act meek and be disregarded. She must remain unseen. Especially from the one who wanted her dead. The man who was now the Alpha of Gibbous Peak pack. Yet, can this kind of freedom really be called living? How long can she hope to stay alive, right under her antagonist’s nose? Will she lose her composure, yielding to her instincts? Or worse, she might willingly expose herself to her forbidden, fated mate. ***** Alpha Cedric was leaning languidly in his chair, eating slowly. He was absentmindedly scanning the room then returning to his plate without bothering with those around him. Fortunately, there was no aura of displeasure to put off the mood. It was unclear if he was bored or relaxed. Perhaps he was simply tired from the work and journey he returned from. A voluptuous woman approached him, deliberately leaning in to expose the deep cleavage of her violet camisole. The Alpha’s lack of expression didn’t discourage her as she smiled and tucked a few silky black curls behind her ear. Her fingers grazed his shoulder and bicep. Thick red lips were smoothly forming drowned out words. Her face flushed a pink when the Alpha looked her way and she continued to bat her eyes in a blatantly flirtatious manner. Her spine was slithering like a dancing snake, optimally displaying her curves. Her act was increasing in boldness with her fingers tracing over his collar and to the edge of his hair. Alpha Cedric remained unmoving, which was the same as granting permission. She was not the first, the last, nor the boldest to approach the desirable man. Few were foolish enough to aim for his mate, but who wouldn’t want a passionate romp with the powerful, young Alpha? Pleased, she flashed a smile before sensually biting her lower lip. Lyra swallowed her dry tongue. A dull ache in her chest was squeezing her lungs. She had the sudden urge to throw that temptress out through the window then scold the Alpha for his complacency. A well-timed, friendly ruckus from a nearby table reeled her from her rude staring and ridiculous daydream. She quickly suppressed the vibration that was humming in her chest before it erupted as a growl. You’ll get caught! Her wolf echoed in her mind. Keep your eyes down. Lyra rolled her eyes. Loba was enraptured with the view, just as much as she was. But there was no need to call her out on it. They were, after all, the same person. In any case, she was making a vital point. More than proximity, her blatantly doltish behavior was how she would lose her neck. ***** This is the new version. If you recognize some parts from the original, please don't skip, there's more details and content!