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Now that Selena Yard had accidentally fallen pregnant with triplets with their father being an unknown man, she was even betrayed by a scumbag and kicked out by her family. After all that she had experienced, she made a glamorous comeback with cute babies in tow and swore that she would fight to get back what she had once lost. She might have been a domineering president, but something unexpected suddenly happened. "Mommy, we want him as our father!" "Daddy, we'll help you to woo our rich mommy!" The triplets even went to extreme lengths to match-make her with the man of their dreams!

*new sypnosis* In the heart of ancient Rome, a chance encounter sparks an unexpected friendship that turns into an undeniable attraction, setting off a chain reaction of events that forever changes Caligula, a young noble, and Lepidus, the mysterious young man. Fast forward in the future, years later, Caligula, now vicious, cruel and bitter, is set to become the youngest Emperor of the Roman Empire, feared and hated by the people. Can Lepidus, one of the reason for Caligula's path for destruction, alter his path? How do you heal a betrayed heart? Everytime they clash, their undeniable, hot, steamy passion for each other ignites, burning hotter with each caress and kisses. In this tale of forbidden love, where do loyalty and honor lie? Will their all-consuming love be their salvation or their downfall?

“I’m no angel, baby girl. I’ll make you cry, curse, and scream every night once you’re mine. So think twice before you sign this goddamn contract.” +++ Rivana Faye thought nothing could get worse than catching her husband and step-sister making out on their wedding anniversary, only to be shot dead the same day. Instead of the afterlife, Rivana woke up back in the past, on her wedding day, staring right into the eyes of the same bastard who had ruined her life. Fueled by vengeance, she planned to marry him and tear his world apart, just as he had done to her in her previous life. That is, until Azrael Dynar, her supposed husband’s older brother, stepped in with a shocking claim: that they were already married?! "Wifey, are you cheating on me with this tiny loser? Tch, you have poor taste," Azrael drawled, flashing their marriage certificate to everyone's horror. Azrael was everything Rivana had heard in hushed whispers: cold, cunning, and irresistibly seductive. But to her, he was oddly caring and fiercely protective. He even vowed to destroy everyone who had hurt her as long as she continued to be his side, as his darling wife! And the deeper Rivana sank into Azrael’s world, the more her defenses crumbled, leaving her with nothing but growing desires for him. Little did she know, the man she was falling for was no guardian angel but a devil—one responsible for her death, and the very one who could destroy her all over again. --- Excerpt: "You seem to have experience in seducing women, Mr. Dynar," Rivana joked, licking her ice cream. Azrael smirked at her laugh, and the next moment, he pulled her chair closer, causing Rivana's heart to skip a beat. Before she could catch her breath, he suddenly captured her lips, tasting the sweet chocolate on her lips. Pulling back slightly, Azrael smiled, enjoying her reaction. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb, he declared, "You are the first woman I have ever tried to seduce, Rain. And you will also be the last."

{Author Of Old-World Extra} "All untainted paths lead to the one truth." — There was nothing special about my life... except for how I died. I went out in the dumbest, most ridiculous way possible; even a dog’s death would’ve made for a better sight. But hey, that wasn’t even the weird part. Not by a long shot. For whatever reason, my soul had gotten ripped out and shoved into the body of some "Villain" in a faraway land. Yep, you heard that right. A clichéd "Villain." And I’ve got ten days before he’s publicly executed. This guy—well, I—used to be a Beggar. One that grew into a Magi, then a Seeker, then a Professor, and then... A Sultan. The one ruler of the entire world. Now? I’m stuck facing the people I used to love, ready to pay for all the “evil” I’ve done. Fate seemed Hellbent on ending me no matter where I went, but just as I was about to give up... A Script appeared before my mind’s eye. {Would you like to witness your real history, your Path?} {Would you like to make it past your Promised Day?} {Would you like to become a True King?} {If so, repeat after me…} It gave me one word—ancient, powerful, and clear. “BASSORĀH!” Many paths came together. Then, a projection appeared and it began to display... my memories? — This is a story about suffering. Anger. And forgiveness. {Volume One Remember Me: Complete} {Volume Two For Whom The Bell Tolls: Complete} {Volume Three When the Sparrow Falls: Ongoing} Extra Tags: Drama, Reaction, Misunderstanding, Transmigration. Time Travel.

[When a Veteran Gamer Becomes the Game's Villain, Can the World Still Be Saved?] [Villain + Light-hearted Fun + Semi-invincible + MMORPG = Ultimate Enjoyment!] After completing his seventeenth game order in an all-night session, Victor unexpectedly finds himself reborn into a game world he knows like the back of his hand—as its infamous villain, no less. In the original storyline, he was destined to face the hostility of the entire world alone: - The proud female Valkyrie leader (his fiancée) longs to take his life - An all-powerful female heiress dreams of burying him alive - The Grand Duke wants to tear him to pieces - Even the stray dogs on the street bare their teeth at him Now, this "villain" possesses a player's cool-headed mindset and comprehensive knowledge of the game world. Faced with a predetermined death sentence and countless players coveting his experience points, how will Viktor use his profound understanding of the game and his calm, rational mind to turn the tables? Can he establish an unbeatable position in this world? When a player who has mastered the game's mechanics becomes the villain within the game, what kind of sparks will fly? In this marvelous journey filled with strategy, humor, and unexpected twists: - Every level-up could be a life-or-death decision - The line between villain and hero blurs under Viktor's careful calculations - What kind of chemical reaction will occur when game skills collide with real-world magic? - Will Viktor's gaming skills and his newly formed alliance with the evil god be enough to change the tide? Are you ready? Step into Viktor's world, where the "villain" has never been so charismatic, and the future? Well, who can say for sure?

*Clang!* The mask split in half, revealing a face so extraordinary it seemed almost otherworldly. Skin as pale as if it would smudge with the slightest touch, a sharp and elegant nose, perfectly shaped lips. Every feature was as refined as if sculpted by a master artisan, untouched by the passage of time. Once jet-black like the night, the hair had turned as white as the snow-capped mountains of the northern lands. It was still beautiful, but a fragile, ethereal quality had been added, as if the figure might scatter and dissolve into the air at any moment. As the mask fell away, revealing eyes beneath fluttering, slow-blinking lashes, they shone like polished black onyx—noble and luminous. It was a visage so close to a work of art that it seemed a pity only Ye Kang-oh and the sun bore witness to it. However, in the presence of this breathtakingly handsome man, Ye Kang-oh’s expression began to crumble. There was no way he couldn’t recognize that face. Not because it was a beauty that could rival even Song-ok or Ban-ak, but because it belonged to someone who had once been Kang-oh’s protector. "Is it you?" Ye Kang-oh, the youngest disciple of the Black Sky Lord, stood before the man he had once revered and adored. Dan Woo-hyo, the Lord of White Virtue Palace, whom the martial world believed to be missing, was there. "Has it really been you all along?" ------------ I am NOT the author. I'm just translating this novel.

In the town of Benton Harbor, a teenager named Alex wakes up on the autumn equinox—a day that marks the start of fall. On his way to school with his friends, they’re suddenly transported to the Shattered World, a realm overrun by monsters, demons, and vampires. Lost and unprepared, they’re attacked by a demon. Just when it seems like there’s no escape, a mysterious woman named Vespera appears, saving them with her silver sword. Trapped in this strange world, Alex and his friends quickly learn survival won’t be easy. They’ll need to train, study, and fight to stay alive. Take lessons in the arts of the Shattered World while looking for a way home. Join Alex as he uncovers ancient secrets, faces terrifying creatures, and begins his journey in a place where survival itself is a test.

[Mature Content; No rape] "Get away from her, Norwig." His eyes were bloodshot, an icy air swirling around him.  "How dare you touch what's mine. She's my mate and you better don't look at her, unless you want to lose your eyes." Shawn threatened. He could feel Emily's shocked gaze on him, but he could hardly care.  "Mate?" Kilan asked. His eyes glanced from Shawn to Emily who was just staring at the ground. "I didn't know she was yours Anderson. And please stay calm. As you can see, she's safe." Shawn could only scoff. "What? am I supposed to thank you? Emily, let's go." Emily, with a shocked look, got dragged away by Shawn. She looked back and gave the vampire a kind smile but Shawn noticed this, so he scooped Emily into his arms, and placed her on his shoulder! "SHAWN! LET ME DOWN! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THIS!" But Shawn never said a word. He took long strides, taking the both of them to an unknown place. "Shawn! We're at an event where everyone can see us! Please let me down." She pleaded but it fell on deaf ears. "Keep quiet. Don't make me handle you roughly." Shawn had a dead serious tone, but this only made Emily angry. "YOU WOULDN'T DARE! You have no right! Not after what you did and said." Suddenly, Emily was placed on her feet and slammed against a wall. Her heart rate picked up, fear enveloping her body as she thought she had finally made him flip. They were at a far part of the estate. Shawn's piercing eyes roved her face, watching her every reaction. Anger, shock, sadness and fear flashed across her eyes.  "Are you sure about that gorgeous? Do I have to remind you that you're my mate? You're mine Emily. No one— and I mean no one— can touch or kiss your skin." Emily was about to protest this but his lips slammed against hers roughly, cutting off her air supply for a moment. She inhaled sharply, her body immediately turning into jelly at the electrifying lip lock. -----------+ Thousands of years ago, a dreadful war befell the earth. A war between two different sides. A war between light and darkness. When all of the supernaturals come together, they defeat this darkness and peace is restored on the planet. But that doesn't mean they've given up. Now, after a thousand years of peace, they return with devious intentions, stronger than ever. ----------+ Emily Hernandez is a typical teenager, but this all changes when her family moves to another country. There, she finds secrets that are beyond her and that an impending war surrounds her. This war defines her destiny and the fate of her loved ones. She now has to fight till the very end to stop these evil doers. Will she succeed? What exactly is her connection with this war? ----------+ MASS RELEASE FOR VOTES Your votes gives me motivation. So I'm going to do this; 100 powerstones a week equals 4 chapter mass release! 200 powerstones a week equals 5 chapter mass release! 500 powerstones a week equals 7 chapter mass release! *Cover belongs to the author* Thanks for giving my book a try(⁠◕∆◕)

Fifth-teen-year-old Cron Orus has grown up in a city called New Onyx Province. This is a society of people who can wield time itself. Only three abilities exist in their world. One is to slow down time, the other is to stop time, and the last is to speed up time. These abilities can only be practical to close people or objects. Poor Cron has no abilities in a place filled with wonder. Cron has been constantly teased and accused of being timeless. However, that all changed one faithful day. At a desperate time in his life, he finally released his powers. However, he has discovered he can wield all three abilities. Something like this hasn't been heard in years. However, this puts a huge target on his head. The Timekeepers are coming, and they are looking for someone like him. What secrets will Cron discover? What role will he play in his newfound time abilities? And will be hendle his new future?

‘Is this shit actually happening to me?’ That was Kael Carter’s first reaction when he saw a bunch of priests kowtowing in front of him, worshiping him as the ‘Hero.’ For a good while, he actually thought it was just another one of his dreams, until reality hit him. It was real… He was actually summoned to a fantasy world where magic exists! A world of Beast Tamers! A world where Humans and Magic Beasts grow stronger together! A world Kael, as its supposed Hero, was meant to protect! His response? “Fuck no!” He might be brave in the comments section, but who the hell takes that seriously!? How was he supposed to protect an entire world when even opening a jar of pickles was like a life-or-death battle to him!? He was no Hero! And to prove it, he decided to place his hand on the ‘Orb of Resonance’ that was supposed to ‘confirm his identity as the Hero.’ But then, [Ding!] He heard a sound. [Talent Awakened.] [Talent Name: Dragon Genesis] [Talent Rank: SSS Rank] [Description:] [Power to turn any beast with even the slightest trace of Dragon Blood in them into a full-grown Dragon.] ‘What in the hell…? I—I can create Dragons…?’ Kael couldn’t believe what he was seeing. In a world where Dragons were living Legends—creatures of unparalleled strength, wisdom, and power, In a world where entire Kingdoms tremble at the sight of just one Dragon. He could create… an army of them? ... AI-Generated Cover. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/qZHRTHGdZG If the link does not work for some reason, DM me: SleepDeprivedSloth

*Excerpt* "Argh..." Ellie forced herself to stop moving, and she pushed the man dragging her away by her arm with all the strenght she could muster. "Aren't you listening to me? He's only a child. Please." she pleaded. The man was as solid as a concrete wall, and although he barely moved a step away despite the force she used in pushing him, her actions seemed to have made him stop dragging her. Or maybe not. Because the next second, she heard the sound of the sole of a shoe hit the ground, then another, and another... Turning around in apprehension, she realized the painter had finally turned from his painting and was walking toward her. Her bones froze instantly. His face... She had no words to describe how beautiful he was, even though his skin was almost white. His dark brown hair fell over his forehead, almost covering his dangerously cold dark grey eyes. His steps were slow and majestic, making him look like a top ranked demon walking out of hell with just one agenda — to end her miserable life. He reeked of bloodlust, and the aura around him radiated death and destruction. The hairs on her skin stood up in reaction to the threat approaching her, and knowing she couldn't outrun him, she fell on her knees. "P-please, I-im s-sorry for disturbing you a-and pushing him. My brother is only a child. He's sick and I'm the only one he has. If you must imprison me, then I beg you to at least take him to an orphanage." Ellie pleaded, stuttering for the first time in her life, her eyes fixed on the floor. A moment later, she felt a cold finger touch her chin, pushing her head. When that was done, he took off her mask, exposing her face. Ellie's heart was beating wildly by this time. There was no trace of warmth, neither did any emotion register on his face upon seeing her complete facial features. It was just plain, cold, blankness. "You are in no position to make demands." His lips finally moved, and the words that came out of his mouth crushed Ellie's heart. "It's not a demand. Just a request. I don't want him to die." She persisted. "What makes you think I would grant such a request?" "Because it's the right thing to do." Ellie gave the obvious answer, but his face twisted like she just spit poison at him. "Do I look like someone who gives a fuck about doing the right thing?" "No!" Ellie answered truthfully. "I'm sorry. I made a mistake. Saving my brother is not the right thing. It is the wrong thing. In fact, I can assure you it is the wrongest thing to do." She made a quick U-turn, and the painter's brows flew up in surprise for just a second, before his next order jumped out of his mouth. "Take her away." *** Life dealt Ellie Sander a cruel blow when her parents suddenly died in a car crash, leaving her to cater for her five year old anaemic brother, whose ability to walk was affected by the same crash. With no money, no stable job, and no help coming from anywhere, she was forced to take advantage of the insecurity in their town to fend for herself and her brother. Being a waitress in the day and a fake Vampire at night, she raised enough money and all went well until one night when she met with the real vampire, and her freedom was taken away.

Check out my other book as well Lunar:Secret Guardians ******************* "Grey, elemental affinity, zero" The Elder announced the result loudly On hearing this, it was like a bolt of lightning struck Grey, he stood there dumbfounded and just stared at the Elder. Shocked voices could be heard from the people and there was some which were also filled with scorn. Grey stood dazed amidst all the noises without any reactions. One word was constantly reverberating in his head, 'How?'. 'Why, why did this happen to me?' Grey asked himself over and over again **************** Unbeknownst to Grey, something greater lies in wait in his body.... *************** Check out the book, leave a review after reading, and also your powerstones. Hope you enjoy this, and Thanks for reading ^_^ P.S: When I started this book I had zero writing experience, so the first chapters aren't that great, although, my writing quality has improved over time. Also, English isn't my first language, so there are some instances where my choice of words are not good enough for what I'm trying to portray. A heads up, the book will be using a medieval setting. My world building is not the best, but it gets better over time, so bear with me on the early chapters! P.S: Cover art not mine I just edited it. If you're the owner and want me to take it down you can notify me. Other novel: Lunar:Secret Guardians Check it out as well! Discord Server: https://discord.gg/gs68a4ZzaN

A story of the Main Character Kaida, who has been [Re]introduced into the world of magic and chaos, but having to deal with monsters and even traveling across universes [Again], She decides to change how the world changes, changing it for the better or the worse. Note --> The MC has NO Facial features shown, you can imagine how she looks like yourself

"You ran," His voice was low, deliberate, disturbingly calm. A statement, not a question. "You look at me as if I am the villain of your story," he mused. Her chest rose and fell, her legs ready to flee again, but her body betrayed her. Something unseen held her still—not magic, not fear. Something far worse. Him! Meribella forced herself to meet his gaze. "Aren’t you?" His lips curved, but there was no amusement in it—only certainty. "Did you truly think," he murmured, stepping closer, "that distance would make any difference?" His fingers lifted—a single, featherlight touch trailed from her wrist to her arm. She shivered. Her breath hitched as his hand brushed her throat. Not a grip. Not yet. But the touch alone sent ice through her veins. His fingers ghosted lower, resting lightly over her collarbone. His hand was warm. His presence was not. "Tell me, does that terrify you?" She should have lied. Should have begged, pleaded—anything but the truth. "No." The word left her lips before she could stop it. His thumb brushed against her pulse, feeling the rapid, traitorous beat beneath her skin. "Liar," he whispered in her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver of electricity coursing through her, making her ears flush with heat. The shadows behind him stretched, moving as though they had a will of their own. His golden-flecked eyes darkened, and the ember-like glow within them grew stronger. "You wear defiance well," His other hand lifted, his fingers barely ghosting over the curve of her jaw. Meribella swallowed, but the lump in her throat refused to budge. "But tell me, Meribella...what will remain of it once I take everything?" Her lips trembled. "You won’t." A low chuckle rumbled deep in his chest, "I already have." She hated him. She did. But her body, the very blood in her veins told a different story. Raze pulled back just enough to look at her thoroughly. His gaze trailed over her lips, the defiance and hesitation warring in her eyes. "Are you afraid of what I might do to you?" he murmured, watching her every reaction, every breath. Her lips parted, but no words came. Because the real question—the one she was too afraid to ask herself— Was she afraid of him? Or was she afraid...of what she would become in his hands? It’s a world of mystic powers shrouded in mystery, where reincarnation binds fates, and ambition drives dominance. Predators become prey. Who is a friend, and who is an enemy? Trust is a dangerous game. They were destined to fall in love. They were meant to deceive each other. They were fated to erase each other’s existence!

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting beneath the stairs?

When a meteorite crashes into the ocean, it triggers a chain reaction that endows millions with extraordinary abilities. The government intervenes, assembling these newfound heroes in a secretive facility. Among them are our protagonists, very different individuals with unique stories. As millions grapple with their newfound powers, friendships form, rivalries emerge, and the line between ally and adversary blurs. They must navigate the complexities of their evolving abilities while uncovering hidden truths that could reshape their world.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In an age of space travel and exploration, a war between the Eltec Empire and Galactic Alliance of Species has been in a stalemate for decades. A young girl, Tienerra Santii a Soltarian (dragonborn) who has also lost her family to this war is seeking to rescue her imprisoned family. On her journey to locate her surviving family, she comes across a young Foxlarian girl named Star Burday, who is looking to find freedom from her owner’s oppressive grip and to escape the Dark Region at any cost. Their meeting and subsequent journey will spark a chain of actions that change the course of the war and their journey for the best or worse. They will uncover a dark secret of the Eltec Empires origin and their past dark secrets. Will they overcome these challenges or fall victim to the darkness lurking within their own hearts. In an age of space travel, a war between the Eltec Empire and Galactic Alliance of Species has been in a stalemate for decades. Tienerra Santii lost her family to the war and is seeking to rescue her imprisoned family. Tienerra's journey will spark a chain of reactions that can change the course of the war and her journey for the better or for the worst. She will uncover dark secrets that can overwhelm her. Will she fall victim to the darkness lurking within her own heart or overcome it.

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- History repeats itself. In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers to take her to safety in exchange for helping him to a bunker and treating his wound from the gunshot. Left with no choice, Mira joins forces with the man and learns that he is Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey uncovers old memories and reveals the conspiracy behind the election of the First World Premier, their relationship evolves from suspicion to mutual dependence and affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal stories, they reveal emotional vulnerabilities to each other that they hide from the rest of the world. Drawing on her own experiences in the Commonwealth, Mira sees the truth as she falls into the dark: that darkness exists exactly because the light is shining and enjoyed on the other side. I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

“ “I am not concerned about what you are here for, at least not yet. We both know you won’t be staying long.” Lord Marcus dropped the file on the table with the golden ring on it,pushing it towards Alexa, “ Sign the god damn deal and be lucky to be my wife for six months!” Alexa stared at the ring. It was so familiar like she had worn it in her past life, like it was meant to be hers from the start. ——————————— In a contemporary world where humans and super natural creatures lives, The crown of Onyx is usually accorded to a leader chosen from any of the various kingdoms to lead the full existence. Lord Marcus, the alpha of the wolf kingdom has his mind set on being accorded the crown of onyx. He has kept to the rules for years and had ruled the werewolves in love and harmony but he has one more obstacle,his wife. Anasia, the wife of Lord Marcus, plots with Losd Marcus best friend,Edward, to bring the downfall of the great Lord Marcus and to achieve this, she takes a drastic measure of hiring a doppelgänger to act as an imposter. But what she does not know is, Alexa was married to Lord Marcus in the past. Alexa, a youthful hopeful girl born into a very poor family, works directly as a spy for Boss Gambino. Alexa gets notified of her last assignment for her boss Gambino. Not only is the offer tempting, she would also get to walk away freely, with all her debts cleared. It was the job of an imposter,simple and plain but she had no idea who Anasia is or what she’s getting involved in. Alexa,taking up the job offer, is shocked to find out that Anasia’s husband is the mighty Alpha of the werewolf dynasty aiming for the crown of onyx. The strangest thing that occurs from the very day she set her eyes on Lord Marcus is the constant dreams and memories of a life they both shared; a life she has no idea about. Alexa, the once upon a time marked mate of Lord Marcus, is reincarnated after her first life with Marcus, seeking revenge for her unjust death. Unaware of her reincarnation, Alexa finds her memory of the past mere dreams brought about by her growing attraction to the Alpha Lord. Alexa’s memory of her past life would determine the future of Lord Marcus and the solution to incoming challenges. Her reincarnation would not only bring justice to her unjust death but bring to the limelight all of Lord Marcus’ pretentious enemies. ************

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of an immortal vessel. Thus, through pain and flames, I forged it. "From death through flames, to life again, the Heavens will forge, an eternal man!" *** He was once but a man, a young one from Earth, a man that crossed over to another world. After a long string of both fortunate and unfortunate events, he was killed, only to be resurrected by the powers of a Phoenix. Gerald, in his eternal pursuit of power, went and joined a Sect of powerful Cultivators where he learned to properly use his newly gained magic powers in the unfamiliar world, and with a tiny compounding advantage, began to dominate his enemies. He pursued not strength, money, or women, though those too were gained along the way, instead, he craved a body to withstand and witness the end of the world. "What use is money without a long life to enjoy it? What use are the fancy sword techniques and mystic arts, if you can’t take a hit? How many mistakes can one make, before a mortal wound brings them down? It takes just one, and you never see it coming." *** Join, and follow the story of Gerald Fireborn as he explores his new world, pursuing immortality at any cost while avoiding succumbing to death for the second time. PS: Although the story is a continuation of the previously completed book Black Onyx – Forgotten Magic, NO KNOWLEDGE OF THE PREVIOUS STORY IS REQUIRED! The book is written to be enjoyed on its own, so yeah... Enjoy!

My first story ever. So what would happen if the characters from Vivziepop, react to one of the many timelines of the SCP Universe, this is going to be one Helluva Broken Day for them. Also, note that I don't own any characters. On a short note, I saw a lot of fan arts about it but not one reaction fanfiction, so I want to be the first to do it. Oh and to TheSilentAssassin, please keep up the good work, it is one of the best crossover stories I ever read. And sorry for doing this without your permission, but I couldn't resist doing this. Also, I'm sorry for not updating my novel, I have so many stuff do and I have a test coming up so yeah.

Lynx Hoshimoto is a royal demon prince whose life was pretty normal until one faithful day. An asteroid threatened his planet until his mother sacrificed herself to save the planet and her two sons, Lynx and Onyx Hoshimoto. After that faithful day, nothing was the same anymore; later on, his father caught a severe illness that cost him his life. The last words Lynx heard from his father was that he was next in line to become king of the planet Xenofia. While this was happening, Onyx overheard and became jealous. In an act of anger, he went to war with Lynx, and unfortunately, Lynx died. But after Onyx killed him, he wanted more than to become king of his planet. He wanted to become a god. And to do that, he searched for elemental orbs, which, when all were collected it would grant him the power of a god. After Lynx died, his soul managed to live on and was able to move away from the planet he was on. Later, he was reborn as a regular villager, Lucifer Harayama. A few years go by, and he's 18 years old, and he decides to go to the village carnival, but as he exits his house. A shiny orb came across his path and went to the forest. Lucifer, curious, decided to follow. When he found the orb, he decided to grab it, and all hell broke loose. Lucifer reunites with his past life, Lynx, and is now threatened by his past life twin brother, Onyx. The only way to defeat Onyx is with all the elementos, so he goes on an adventure with his best friend Kris and an old-time friend from his past life. As they go on their adventure, they meet new allies and enemies.

A man from a 3rd World Country finds himself transmigrated in another world in another time. First Reaction? "Hey what the actual f**k?" Next Reaction? "Oh my gosh! Am I really overpowered?" ___________________________________ Uh, so this is my first time writing a novel. Hope my creation can bring a smile to your faces. Btw, English isn't my mother tongue, so.... don't hesitate to point out any errors in my book.

Planet 236, a world steeped in mysteries, where tales of vampires linger as ancient superstitions among ordinary humans. Among the four royal vampire families, the Leif family stands as one of the most powerful, possessing the rare ability to transform humans with their blood. Yet, Leif Rose, an 18-year-old from this noble lineage, bears the weight of shame. Her transformations have only produced weak vampires, and with her ability limited to just seven transformations, she has failed six times. Deemed a disgrace to her family, Rose vows never to create another vampire, dreading another failure. Andrew Felix, the righteous yet troublesome son of a police officer, is Rose’s polar opposite, a school bully with a secret crush on her. Admiring the school president and number-one beauty from afar, Felix knows their worlds are irreconcilably different. But everything changes when Rose becomes the target of an assassination attempt: a car crafted from condensed carbon metal, designed to neutralize vampires, hurtles toward her. Acting on instinct, Felix throws himself in harm's way, saving Rose but leaving himself fatally injured. As Felix lies in a pool of blood, he confesses his feelings to a panicking Rose. Faced with the choice of letting him die or using her final chance to transform a human, Rose decides to repay the debt she owes him, wagering everything on his survival. Two weeks later, Felix awakens in the hospital. Overwhelmed with anticipation, Rose rushes to confirm his transformation into a vampire, only to be crushed by disappointment, Felix shows no reaction to vampire blood. Convinced her attempt failed, Rose resigns herself to her shame. But Felix's true transformation reveals itself when Rose is ambushed by rival vampires from a rival house. Desperate and on the brink of death, her cries for help awaken something dormant in Felix. Across a great distance, he senses her peril and comes to her rescue. In an explosive display of power, Felix manifests the legendary Crimson Aura, a rare and formidable vampire lineage thought to be extinct, one that serves as the backbone of every royal family. For Rose, her gamble has paid off beyond her wildest dreams. Felix is no ordinary vampire, he is her salvation, her ally, and the one who will change the fate of the Rose house forever. NOTE: It will take much chapters before the R18 scene begins as it as a lot of impact in this story itself

In a normal ongoing world (earth), a sudden disruption in sky occurred lending to the interlink between foreign worlds that led to the emergence of dungeons, filled with malicious and deadly monsters waiting to cause havoc and bloodshed over the humanity. But as there's the equal and opposite reaction of every action, there's also the emergence of a powerful enhanced group of humankind, came to be known as 'HUNTERS', as the ones who come under the contact of magical energy or mana leaked from the foreign crack. And so, with this the world enter into a new phase of revolution, as with new source of clean and nearly infinite energy many new technologies and research development goals able to be achieved and developed. This is a story of a one such normal human (our MC), who in human terms is at weakest of the chain but still solely continued his struggle to reach at the top. so, let's enjoy his journey in textual form.

Eirik Boris was never the type to accept a deal nor offer quickly, but with the girl in front of him, the riot that’s currently going on in the kingdom, and the rumor of the old king's bloodline, there are just too many things at stake. He looked at her with his eyes full of doubts, knowing very well that not only his life was at stake, but his region, too. But at the same time, if the girl in front of him is who she claimed to be, then a new beginning shall begin in the kingdom. It will be a new dawn of glory, a new turn—around, especially for the commoners. With a sharp blade in her hand, unlike anything Eirick had ever seen, which had a crystal that had a glinting red onyx at its end, the girl stepped into the long, narrow bridge, ready to prove that she was from the bloodline of the old king. “If you fail, I’ll surely deliver you to the king myself.” Eirik made it sound like a warning, and like he was not interested in her at the same time. But deep down, Eirick cared. If this girl turns out to be carrying the blood of the old king, then things will turn around for great. And if not, then he’d gladly deliver her to the king. At least, by doing that, he’d still have to keep his head, his family, and his region. And maybe, just maybe, the king will give him a limited punishment, but not a death sentence. “I won't fail,” Eirick heard her replying without turning, her voice full of uncertainty, though. Eirik held his daughter's hand, leading her back slowly, his armor bearer following, and then the nobles, a hundred of them who had come to watch the so-called girl who claimed to be carrying the blood of the old king venturing to the narrow bridge where she would recover what was left behind by the Old king himself. Before the old king vanished, he had said that only his true bloodline could cross the narrow bridge and retrieve what he had hidden there. Many people had come to attempt it, all of them claiming to be the son or daughter of the old king, and all of them had failed. This girl won't be an exception, at least, that's what they thought, not until the unexpected happened. As usual, the ghost guardian of the bridge, a being forged from magic with extraordinary abilities, emerged from the chasm of the bridge, standing tall and proud in front of the girl with a rapier in his hand. He didn't give the girl a chance to blink; he charged, the sound of metal against metal filling the air, sparkles flying out, and groaning of the two filled the atmosphere, too. And then, when everyone thought the girl would fail like the rest, they noticed her body shimmering, a great aura coming out of her body like a mist, her hair flaring in flame like a ghost rider, but she was not. And then, the blade radiated extra light, before the girl took full transformation herself. She easily bypassed the ghost as he presented his attack, moving with the grace of a leaf dancing in the wind, but in a blur that everyone hardly saw her moving. Before the ghost could wheel to face her, the girl struck him hard at the temple with the hilt of her blade, followed by a kick in the chest, which sent the ghost tumbling down the bridge. Normally, a ghost shouldn't feel attacked or get hit since he's partially invincible, but the girl was not ordinary either. She’s from the lineage of King Saul, making her the rightful heir to the kingdom of Agapanthus, and she just proved that to everyone by defeating an undefeatable foe.

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 past is a labyrinth of half-truths and forgotten whispers. Noctis, a scholar of history that has always sought answers, stumbled upon a relic related to seekers—not warriors or mages, but seekers of mysteries too volatile for the light. What do they seek? Not gold, nor glory. They chase echoes of primordial fragments and murmurs of the unknown. An irregularity binds Noctis to a hall where shadows breathe and moonlight bleeds, its onyx black stones etched with questions.

Alex, an 18-year-old high schooler, lives a seemingly ordinary life with his loving mother, Monica, and his bubbly 7-year-old sister, Maria. His father, John, a dedicated soldier, visits them once every two months, bringing joy and stability to their home. Life feels normal, even predictable—until one fateful day changes everything. A chilling message from the army headquarters announces that John has survived a devastating plane crash but is gravely injured. Rushing to his side, the family finds him confined to a wheelchair. As Monica speaks with the doctor about taking John home, her composure remains unusually calm, even… happy. Back home, the day winds down. After dinner, Alex retreats to his room, hoping to distract himself with a chat among friends. But when Monica steps into his room, something shifts. She moves closer, her arms enveloping him in an unexpected embrace. Silent tears stream from her eyes, falling onto Alex’s cheeks, carrying a weight of unspoken emotions and an unshakable mystery. What lies behind Monica’s strange reaction? What secrets are buried in their seemingly perfect family? Each page unravels a story of love, loss, and a truth that could change Alex’s life forever.