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What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

"You can outrun many things, but fate will always find you, like your shadow in the light." . In the heart of Washington D.C., mafia heir Vaughn Volkov is on a mission that takes him far from the sun-soaked streets of California. The bustling city, with its imposing monuments and corridors of power, is a far cry from the palm-lined avenues of his home. Vaughn, however, is not one to be easily intimidated. His piercing blue eyes and commanding presence turn heads wherever he goes, a reminder that beneath his polished exterior lies a man accustomed to danger and control. Vaughn's path crosses with Eliza Monroe, a seemingly innocent college student whose gentle demeanor masks a resilience forged from her own turbulent past. Eliza, with her kind heart and determined spirit, is an enigma. She spends her days buried in books at the library, her nights working part-time to make ends meet. Her brown eyes, often hidden behind a cascade of dark curls, hold a depth that Vaughn finds both intriguing and unsettling. Their first encounter is anything but ordinary. Vaughn watches, intrigued by her fearlessness and the fire in her eyes. "You're not like the others," he remarks later, cornering her in the quiet corner of the library. His voice is a low, dangerous purr that sends shivers down Eliza's spine. "And you're not just the student here," she retorts, meeting his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "What do you want from me?" Vaughn's lips curve into a slow, dangerous smile. "Maybe I just want to get to know you." Despite her reservations, Eliza feels a strange pull towards Vaughn. His presence is intoxicating, a blend of danger and allure that she finds hard to resist. As they spend more time together, Eliza begins to see glimpses of the man beneath the mafia heir. Vaughn, too, finds himself drawn to Eliza in ways he never anticipated. Her kindness, her strength, and her unyielding spirit ignite something within him that he thought long buried. Yet, as their connection deepens, the shadows of their pasts loom ever larger. Vaughn's family business, shrouded in crime and violence, is never far from his mind. His enemies are ruthless, and his association with Eliza puts her squarely in their crosshairs. Eliza, too, harbors secrets. The dark forces that have shaped her life threaten to consume her, and Vaughn's world only amplifies those dangers. As their worlds collide, they must navigate a treacherous web of intrigue, passion, and forbidden desire. But with danger lurking around every corner, will their love survive, or will they be torn apart by the shadows of fate?

"Ugh, why can't I just die in peace?!" Sugiyama Jo had a morbid plan: to join his family in death as soon as he graduates from high school. And now on his second year, this scheme of his is coming closer into becoming a reality. To him, pointless things such as youth and romance are but mere distractions that could potentially deviate him from his death. Which is why he abides by a strict code to never get involved in anything that will expose him to "a rose-filled youth". But it seems that fate had other plans. Due to the meddling of his guidance counselor, Jo now finds himself cascaded into a series of events that forces him into his "romantic comedy youth era". With his plan at risk of failing, Jo desperately tries to escape the clutches of youth.

King Niklaus Mikaelson, a name that resonated with both fear and reverence across the Mythralian Peninsula, was a figure shrouded in a dark, commanding aura. His reputation as the most ruthless and strongest ruler had been etched into the annals of history through countless conquests and acts of sheer dominance. The Kingdom of Emberlyn, his seat of power, had become a formidable force under his iron-fisted rule, expanding relentlessly as he sought to unite the entire peninsula beneath his banner. Niklaus was a man who wielded authority like a weapon, his charisma a tool for bending others to his will. To the world, he was the epitome of power and allure, the man every woman desired and every rival feared. Yet, beneath his striking exterior and regal bearing lay a darkness as deep and unyielding as the obsidian blade he kept sheathed at his side. In the resplendent Kingdom of Aquarion, where the gentle whispers of the wind and the serene beauty of the landscape paint a portrait of tranquility, Princess Emily Wilson stands as a luminous enigma. As the eldest and middle daughter of King Wilson, Emily is a figure both revered and shrouded in mystery, a living legend whose beauty is spoken of in hushed, reverent tones. Emily’s physical beauty is legendary, though it remains largely unseen by the world beyond her family. Her rare blue eyes, deep and mesmerizing, are said to capture the essence of the sky and the sea, reflecting a depth of emotion and intelligence that transcends mere appearance. Her blonde hair, a cascade of sunlit strands, frames her face with a halo of ethereal light, adding to her mystique. To those who have glimpsed her, Emily is a vision of unparalleled grace, a princess whose beauty is as captivating as it is elusive. Yet, Emily’s allure extends far beyond her physical appearance. She embodies a unique blend of wisdom, strength, and purity, qualities that make her a formidable presence in her kingdom. Her wisdom is profound, her decisions guided by an insight that belies her years. She approaches her role with a sense of purpose and clarity, balancing the weight of her responsibilities with the grace of a true leader.

“Your delusions grow stronger every day, Sky. Have you forgotten that being my wife is your job?” Ocean sneered, his voice was laced with disdain. “I…” Sniff Reminded of her situation, tears cascaded down her cheeks. Ocean's words were like poisonous daggers. Not only were they slicing her flesh into tiny filets, but they also corroded her heart with inexplicable pain. …. Love is a beautiful thing only when reciprocated. Sky Rivers secretly loved Ocean Woods for two years. When he proposed a contract marriage, she thought she stood a chance. Planning to win his heart with love, care, and devotion, Sky Rivers signed the papers. But it wasn't long before she realized that his heart was owned by his ex-girlfriend, Amanda Silver. His obsession with her was innate and unfathomable. To capture his heart, Sky would need more than love and care as her devotion was unappreciated.

Across the globe, time seemed to stop as the world dissolved into blinding cascades of light, shattering reality as they knew it. In an instant, their ordinary lives were torn away—ripped from comfort and thrust into chaos. No one was spared. Not the strong. Not the weak. Not even the children. Now stranded on the brutal world of Varon, survival is not a right but a desperate fight. Follow Wei Long as he battles through blood and fire, striving to rise above the carnage in a land where only the ruthless thrive. Hell has come, not to Earth—but to Varon.

★ In the heart of a primeval forest, where the darkness cast a bone chilling glow, stood a girl of supernatural beauty and terrifying powers. Her silver hair cascaded down her shoulders like a silken waterfall, shimmering under the moonlight, crackling with raw energy. Her eyes, a piercing gold, burned with an infernal intensity, like the molten Sulphur of hell… ★★★★★ In a land where humans and supernatural beings coexist. Of the lands inhabited by humans stood one of the most powerful and greatest kingdom, Eldoria, ruled by its charming and wise king, king Aaron, the only human king with four wives, including; a vampire, a witch, a werewolf, and a human. Was it hard? Of course, it was challenging to keep his wives from ripping his and each other heads out. Raised with love and weapons, Brittany, the last child of King Aaron, half-siblings possess extraordinary abilities. However, she remains lacking in many ways. Despite her father’s unwavering love, she still endures constant bullying from her three sisters. She is kind-hearted, stubborn, shy, gentle, innocent and flawlessly beautiful. Her eyes, two enchanting amber-bluish hazel orbs and her long silky dark hair stood out of all king Aaron children’s striking appearance of raven black hair and all shades of green eyes. Only, it just happened that things stopped being weak for Brittany one fateful day as she began to undergo transformations, signalling the abeyant powers she never knew that were within her. Will this mark the beginning of a new chapter in her story? What role will this newfound strength play when darkness arises? ««« This book is splitted into two parts (or volume) including; Volume 1- Brittany's life and adventure with family. Volume 2- Married to the cold prince: a new journey begins. »»» This is a book I write in my spare time, so expect limited uploads. As always, the author is open to hearing your thoughts, so do not forget to vote and leave your sincere reviews. ♥ Midsummer07.

‘Am I hallucinating? Am I dying?’ Marx thought. Perhaps he was seeing visions because he was feverish and his head ached from the contusions he suffered during the crash. He blinked but the vision was still there. He saw a beautiful woman fully naked on the edge of the other side of the spring. Her slightly wavy hair with the color of copper cascaded freely down her slim waist. She raised her arms and dived cleanly into the water. Marx waited but she did not emerged from the water after sometime. Marx chuckled. “How could there be a woman in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?” He heard a growl from behind him and before he can react a big tiger pounced on him. The last thing he remembered was seeing four canines closing in and hearing a loud female voice shouting, “Khalil, stop!” … Discover how Amaya who grew up in the wild copes with the pressure and challenges of returning to the civilized world. Accompany her on her journey to find love, acceptance and recognition in the treacherous human world of betrayal and greed. *** The book cover is not mine. It is a photo of one of the most beautiful actress in my country.

For many years, the Carrians have lorded over Ciricos. However, their mighty legions have been stretched thin, as they have foes on multiple sides. Thus, they have hired the Maerkenien, warlike people that were far removed from mainland politics, isolated in an archipelago on the far west of the Great Ocean. They have made a grave mistake, however. They bankrupted themselves with lavish niceties, leaving none for their hired sellswords. They have appeased them with granting them land charters in the potential-full Isle, a backwater that Carrian pioneers have settled on for a century, though it is infested with the natives of the Isle, unwilling to accept civilization encroaching on their lands. However, the Maerkenien grow discontent, with no coin from the Carrians, the fuse of war have just been lit, and it is a matter of time before it goes off. (For the Royal Road staff that have rejected my submission of this story in their website, here is the link to my account in Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/573444/fictions I hope you reconsider the rejection, as I will be updating this story on both here on WebNovel and Royal Road! :D)

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "My Winky is Gone?!" Su Yan exclaimed inwardly, grappling with the reality of his changed body. He was no longer the person he once was. Now he had reincarnated into a different world and inhabited the body of a woman whose name was Su Mu. In the blink of an eye, Su Yang's world turned to darkness as a truck staggered towards him, bringing an abrupt end to his life. To Su Yang's surprise, instead of an eternal void, He awakened in an unfamiliar room. As Su Yang stumbled to his feet, He couldn't help but notice the silver strands cascading down his reflection in the mirror—a stark contrast to the familiarity of his former self. A sense of bewilderment filled the air as he took in the surroundings, realizing that this was not the world Su Yang once knew. It wasn't just the change in scenery that caught his attention; it was his huge breasts, beneath the surface of the pink nightgown with a v-neck lace trim highlighting the gap between those huge breasts. He hesitantly examined himself, and there, in the nether region, undeniable alterations had taken place. The silver-haired beauty—a statuesque figure adorned with a pair of full, graceful breasts—stared back at herself in the mirror. Questions flooded Su Mu's mind. "How did this happen?!" she was turned into a beautiful woman with a perfect figure that could make anyone fall for her. But 'he' who has become 'she' is facing a major problem, and that is she can't make herself like men over women. "But, will I?"

Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

The world-famous hacker, Dexter, is a woman and she is the daughter of one of the most prominent families of aristocrats, going by the name Daisy Chen. Daisy has stayed away from her family, and juggled from one job to another in disguise or while cross-dressing as her alibi 'Dexter'. It never once got her into trouble, not until she chanced upon him. Ryle Harper, the CEO of Harper Societies, manages a multinational company on the surface but danger lurks beneath every façade he presents to the world. Daisy had decided to tread carefully around the man but trouble always comes uninvited. One night. One mistake. A stranger. An unprepared pregnancy. To keep her façade of being a man and not offend the devil, she did what was feasible… She disappeared without a trace. However, two years later, she finds herself facing him again only to realize that the man was, all along trying to track her down. By a twist of fate, she becomes his secretary again but this time, their deal comes with certain conditions and a time limit. But when destiny rolls its dice and Daisy has to assume the position of the head of her family, how would she escape Ryle's clutches again? Would she want to? Or would he let her? ... “Look at me,’’ his eyes darkened as he stepped towards her. With every step he took towards her, Daisy took a step back until her back hit the wall. The curtains swayed in the night wind, the glow of the pale moonlight illuminating the dark room where she could see the danger lurking in those hazel eyes. She averted her gaze. He pinched her chin and turned her face towards him, ‘’Dexter?” his fingers grazed up to her wig, ‘’Or shall I call you Daisy now? Daisy Chen?” he leaned closer to her, whispering next to her lips. Her lips parted but before she could utter a single word, her wig was tugged off. Her long dark hair came cascading down, answering all his unanswered questions. ''Tell me Daisy, or there are more ways I can make you speak,'' his hand reached inside her shirt, his long fingers grazed on the expanse of her delicate, bare skin, ''You believe me, right?" he whispered. She shivered, partly in pleasure and partly in denial of that pleasure that she felt.

The evening was thick with clouds, a somber sky casting its shadow over the world below. Rain fell in torrents, a relentless cascade that seemed to wash away the warmth of the day. Eyes, once bright, now appeared dry and vacant, reflecting a soul fragmented into countless pieces. Within Jin's mind, reality blurred with illusion, creating a landscape of uncertainty and doubt. To exist in a space where the impossible feels tangible, where every step seems to lead towards an inevitable end, yet knowing deep down that this end will not come. Life itself seems to watch and revel in this journey, for in this narrative, you are the afflicted, the one undergoing trials and tribulations. You are meant to travel this path with Jin, experiencing the highs and lows of his existence. At times, a sense of comfort may grace you, offering brief reprieves, but such moments are fleeting. The lessons of hardship will always return, for this world is vast and intricate, filled with grand schemes and hidden truths that are yet more profound than they appear. As you observe Jin from afar, take care to remain silent in your contemplation of his story. Any disturbance, any noise, might shatter the fragile peace he clings to, depriving him of rest. Consider this your cautionary note; the choice of how you proceed is yours alone. Embrace this understanding, for in the shadows of this narrative lies a journey both profound and perilous, waiting to unfold.

[Mature Content 18+] In the world of Alphas with power to control minds, hand out excruciating pain and even seduce you to your death such that you die with a smile on your face. Yin Zhu was born an Omega. A slave without any magic. In Bloodlock being an omega meant that you were no better than a rug under the feet of the alphas. In fact, even rug had much more importance than Yin Zhu who was born as an omega. Her life was destined to be spent under the dominance of the alphas of the Situ family. At least no one knew that she was an omega, as long as no one found out that she was an omega she was safe. But at the age of eighteen, she was dragged to the Situ mansion, because of a mistake and now she have to serve in the family of a Vampires but it was fine right? As long as she stayed away from them she will be all right. Wrong. She ended up attracting the attention of the three young masters even when she didn’t meant to, one by one their gazes locked on her, in a manner she did not mean to —— by disrespecting them. Proud and arrogant as they were they didn’t want to let her go so easily. Now she have to serve them and protect herself as well, for if these men found out that she was an omega it was either death or a life of imprisonment. ———————— “ Did you go somewhere?”spoke a voice in the dark room, causing Yin Zhu’s eyes to go wide with fear. She turned around the room when another voice called from behind, the cold breath of the man skimming over her shoulder, “ I think she was out in the garden, her skin is cold.” Nervously, Yin Zhu turned around but the man behind her was gone, she swallowed hard as she squinted her eyes trying to make the silhouettes of the men who were hiding in her room. “ W..What are you doing in my room?” “ What are we doing in her room, she asks,” chuckled a third voice causing goosebumps to break all over her skin. When the figure of the man sitting on the chair next to the tea table stood up and started walking towards her. As he started to walk towards her the rest moved and circled her like a prey, the handsome features of the men illuminated in the moonlight making them look even scarier than they do. “ We came to see our omega,” said number one as he tilted his head and smiled at her. “ What about you? Where are you coming from, hmm?” “ I ..I just went out on a walk,” she replied as quickly as possible but then she heard someone behind her chuckle and Yin Zhu could feel her doom coming close. She tried to side step the two men but then she was caught by number three, his arms tightening around her waist as she tried to escape the two man, a dangerous growl rumbling in his chest that reverberated on her back . The two men walked closer to her as the first one raised his hand and cupped her face while the other caught hold of her silvery lock that was cascading over her shoulder. One of them skimmed his hand over her jaw and neck before splaying his fingers over her chest. “ Your heart is thumping rather loud, did you go on a run?” Yin Zhu didn’t answer for she knew that the three men knew she was lying, they could see through her lies better than she could see through their games. The man behind her leaned forward and whispered against her ear, “ Were you trying to run away with him?” “ Maybe I should wring the neck of that human after all, hmm? What do you say, sugar?”chortled the third.

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.

"You are my salvation and an answer to my cursed eyes." ------ In a world of vampires, werewolves, and witches, a girl is born to be the bride of the vicious and bloodthirsty 300-year-old immortal Vampire Prince. The man who could never be enticed by any ethereal beauty till now suddenly has shown interest in a woman with a curse whom everyone abandoned. Alora Wilson, the eldest daughter of a high-noble human family, is born with the curse of an old powerful witch. It is the curse that burns the person into ashes if the person looks directly into her eyes. A curse that forces her to wear the blindfold since the moment she was born in this world. When the kids of her age enjoyed every small moment of their lives, she couldn't. No one loves to befriend her. Even her own father and siblings despise her. One day Magnus Lukeson, the Vampire Prince, enters her life– The man whom the entire kingdom is scared of. A man with only foes and no friends. A man who ventures his territory at night to take the fresh blood out of humans irrespective of the age or gender to quench his thirst. ~~~~~ The blindfold cascaded off Alora's eyes and her enchanted blue eyes met with Magnus' blood-red eyes. "You have enchanting eyes, Alora," Magnus pronounced. No one ever said that to her. But no one could look into her eyes either. Only Magnus was the exception. The reason was still unknown to her. "Shall we begin the night?" Magnus asked for her permission. "Will His Highness give me love?" Alora asked. She was desperate to be loved. The feeling she could never get from her family and only heard in the words. "And how am I supposed to provide love to you?" Magnus queried since he was curious to know her thoughts. "Holding hands, hugging each other, sleeping together, and sharing thoughts. Isn't that how you shower love?" Alora innocently asked. Magnus ended up smiling to hear her explanation of love. He leaned down and kissed her lips, causing her to shiver from that sudden feeling. "This is the way I shower love," Magnus pronounced, gazing into Alora's charming blue eyes. ~~~~~ This story has participated in WSA 2024. Your votes, comments and gifts will mean a lot to me. Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

Erin Ashford, a nineteen-year-old young man who just got admitted into college, finds himself in a predicament after the loss of his mother. His father shortly falls into darkness, ignoring all that is around him while leaving him and his fifteen-year-old sister to shoulder the burdens of the world alone. Life wasn't as bad for him as he had expected, but the loss of his great parents still pained him greatly — his father began getting violent after a while of his addiction, and he ended up having to report the case of abuse to the police. Everything went well — he got himself a girlfriend and was fully prepared on the day he was to go to college. But amid the train ride, a thunderstorm began. And it wasn't just Florida; the entire world had come to experience the greatest natural disaster that would come to be registered in the history of mankind. But was it even natural? Would mankind ever resurface after this? Surging floods fill the entire world with water and seconds of cascading thunderbolts. His train ended up being hit multiple times by thunderbolts, tumbling off its tracks and resulting in his very death. But it wasn't the end of his existence... He was reincarnated in another world as a hybrid with a very complicated family tree. But other than that he receives a system and cones to learn a shocking truth. The truth of other-worlders and what was believed by all races to be the second coming of quenched calamity — a collision of the existence was what was supposed to be parallel worlds. An incident occurred for twenty years and was incidentally recreated. He was the perfection of that experiment and forced into the middle of it all, dabbling in the affairs of this new world as he tries what he believes are his problems. He is bound to encounter many setbacks on his perilous journey.

Asher Amir Vaishè, the son of a Marquis, is known for his good heart. Yet, despite his benevolent nature, he is despised by his family and everyone around him, simply for existing. He's come to believe that people never change—a sentiment that may seem naive for someone so young, but is it really? In a world where individuals would die to form a contract with a Seraph, a powerful creature from the dimension of Serakhshá, these contracts bestow magical runes upon the chosen, granting them extraordinary abilities. Asher's life is further complicated by a mysterious phenomenon: a time loop triggered during his contract ceremony. This inexplicable loop forces him to relive the same seven years, starting from the day he's destined to marry, over and over again. After enduring this repetitive nightmare three times, Asher decides to alter a minor event at his academy ball. This small change sets off a cascade of new events, leading him to an encounter with God, Middos. Middos offers Asher a choice: continue his cursed existence or seize an opportunity to gain power at a significant cost. Will Asher choose the power to change his fate? *** Note for readers: First things first, please read all the non-privileged chapters before deciding to drop the story. The MC won't be a typical villain who gets his way every time with a lot of plot armor. This time, I am introducing an MC who doesn't immediately give away the vibe that he's a villain from the start. Instead, we will slowly see him become one. Please comment if you like or dislike the work; I reply instantly. Now give it a try with an open mind and heart.

HIS CONSPIRACY SERIES[Shades of the Past] ***** Lisa, a young orphan, finds love in the arms of Menzi, a brooding war veteran shrouded in secrecy. Their whirlwind romance is filled with passion and excitement, but also marked by Menzi's cryptic warnings and furtive glances over his shoulder. As their relationship deepens, Lisa begins to uncover the dark truth about Menzi's past. His past was filled with enemies who will stop at nothing to destroy him. Tragically, Menzi's secrets ultimately prove fatal, leaving Lisa alone and pregnant with his child. With no one to turn to, Lisa must navigate the treacherous landscape of Menzi's past, confronting his enemies and uncovering the secrets he took to his grave. Can she protect herself and their child from the dangers that lurk in the shadows, or will she become the next target? ***** Preface As I sit here, pen in hand, preparing to unravel the tangled threads of my past, my heart races with a mix of emotions. The memories are still vivid, the pain still raw, and the secrets still heavy. But I know I must share my story, no matter the cost. Remember, my story is incomplete when I don't talk about my friends. So my past is linked to my friends' pasts. Get geared to know where we come from. Please don't judge us. We all make mistakes in life and it's our job to learn from them. My name is Lisa. I'm a young orphan with a small body. My dark eyes shine with a fierce intensity, and my radiant brown skin glows with a subtle glow. I'm a beautiful, sexy, and confident young woman who knows my worth and isn't afraid to show it. Despite my small stature, I have a giant spirit and a heart full of love. Viola, my close friend, is a stunning woman from a wealthy family, exuding elegance and refinement. Her golden-brownish skin is flawless, and her long, dark, curly hair cascades down her back. She has a slender body, yet curvy figure, always impeccably dressed in a designer attire that looks classy. My life forever changed when I met Menzi, a brooding war veteran who had a mysterious past. Our whirlwind love was a force of nature, enveloped by a frenzy of passion and excitement. But it was also a dangerous game, filled with secrets, lies, and hidden enemies. As you turn the pages of my story, you'll will unveil the story of my life, delving into a world of suspense and intrigue. You'll feel the tension build, the suspense grows, and the stakes become higher. You'll be privy to the intimate details of our relationship, the highs and lows, and the secrets that Menzi kept hidden. You'll become a detective, piecing together the puzzle of his past, each new discovery leading you closer to the truth as you meet new characters—friends and enemies. You'll see that even my friends grappled with their secrets and struggles, each navigating through their own hidden battles and personal demons. Take heed—my story is a tale of danger, betrayal, and ultimate sacrifice. You'll wonder if it is worth it for love to be that strong—enough to overcome the obstacles that stood in our way. Join me on this journey, and together, let's uncover the secrets that Menzi took to his grave. But be prepared, for the truth may be more than you can handle.

Anthony Carson, a frustrated fiction writer, will stop at nothing for his agent's approval. But when he stumbles upon a cat who morphs into a stunning man, his passion reignites, fueling a cascade of plot ideas. Adopting the magical feline for inspiration, Anthony's life spirals into chaos as his story takes on a life of its own, blending action, romance, and unexpected twists. Can Anthony navigate this newfound reality, or will his heart meow louder than his deadlines?

“Haha, do you believe that I would have affection for a woman such as yourself? Furthermore, could you possibly think that I would enter into matrimony with a lady of rural upbringing? It is evident that you do not align with my preferences, you foolish individual." Hwang Yu-Jin expressed in an exasperated manner. "Indeed, can you honestly believe that you are deserving of being Yu-Jin's fiancée, let alone his wife? He has never harbored any love for you. You are merely an inexperienced girl from the countryside trying to take everything away from me." Song-Ae-cha declared, delivering a forceful kick to Song-Chae-yeong's abdomen with her shoe, causing her to painfully cough up a mouthful of blood. Song-Chae-yeong gazed at the man she had adored for as long as she could remember, accompanied by her trusted step sister. To her utter dismay, they both proved disloyal and treacherously turned against her. Rivulets of scorching tears cascaded down her exquisite, blood-stained countenance, as she lay motionless upon the elevated shoreline of the majestic lake, consumed by agony and sorrow. "Let us not squander precious time in this location, lest we attract unwanted attention and arouse suspicion," Yu-jin cautioned, his gaze fixed upon the lifeless form of Song-Chae-yeong, firmly grasping Song-Ae-cha's waist. "Very well, proceed to dispose of her in the sea and relinquish her to the marine life," Ae-cha uttered maliciously as Yu-Jin stepped away from her side and proceeded to drag Chae-yeong's lifeless body, who was barely breathing, and cast her into the sea from a great height. "Let us depart, my dear," Ae-cha declared whilst forcefully pulling Yu-Jin's arm, and together they turned their backs, walking away without glancing back. "Excuse me, awaken and cease your snoring resembling that of a swine," Song-Chae-yeong heard a voice as she sluggishly opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings, realizing she was in a classroom. "What just happened?" ...She didn't know but it was so real. "How long has she slept to see all this while sleeping" she thought, wiping her face with her small soft palm hand. "What I definitely see isn't a joke, it's something about my past life, God loves me to return me back to life and set all things right, things repeat itself if care is not taken and I will make sure it never happened again and revenge and pay back 100 times with whoever ever hurts me and my loved ones in my past life." grab your popcorn and find out how she managed to survive. she lose? or win? each chapters shall let us know what happened and how she ends her life. let’s go and give it a shot.

The room was in disarray, with scattered panties, clothes, a pair of men's shoes, and a set of high-heeled lady's shoes strewn across the floor. On the bed, a clean white sheet was crumpled, evidence of heavy breaths and occasional grunts filling the room. It was clear that the couple was intimately engaged. A naked woman straddled a naked man, her hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Even without seeing her face, her smooth, flawless back and shapely curves revealed her undeniable beauty. As the lady's breath caught in her throat with each bounce, she whispered, "Do you love me more than your fat ugly wife?" In a strained voice that bordered on a groan, he replied, "Yes, I love you more than that fatty." "Will you divorce her for me?" she asked, her chest heaving with anticipation, beads of sweat trailing down her skin. "Yes, I'll divorce that ugly fatty and be with you," he answered, his impatience evident as he pulled her closer. Just then, the door creaked open, revealing a figure with an abundance of flesh and thick fingers grasping the door frame. Andrea Singers stood there, catching the adulterous couple in the act and hearing their confessions. Little did she know that after dedicating her career, heart, and body to her husband, providing him with the platform for his success, Valentine Anderson would not only betray her but also divorce her, casting her aside within a mere five years of their marriage.

[Warning: Mature Content, R18] ~~~~~~~~ Dai Tao is the martial arts expert in Beijing, and after he died, his soul got Transmigrated in 13 years old young boy Named Xu Fang's body (Single son of the Emperor). Then his new Journey on different planet started. ~~~~~~~ "I didn't die?" The realization struck him, and a cascade of questions flooded his mind. "Oh wait, the big question is where am I?" "What?" "What the f**k." A burst of laughter escaped him as he beheld his reflection, realizing that the old man had metamorphosed into a 13-year-old child. ~~~~~~~ "Where am I?" I said in a low voice. A few minutes later when I sleep, I feel something is not right and open my eyes then look around, and see a boundless blue sea with nothing in my surroundings. "This is a dream?" "Hello, how are you?" I heard a sweet tone of female. "Who?" I asked back when I heard that voice. "Who are you?" "My name is Yuan Shuren and you already know me as the Goddess of Light and Wisdom." ~~~~~~~ The narrative takes a profound turn as Dual Cultivation becomes the cornerstone of his journey, marked by glimpses into realms both serene and tempestuous. The pivotal moment arrives when he inherits the legacy of the Supreme God of Flames, bestowing upon him control over all Heavenly Fires. ~~~~~~~~ "Destined to be Supreme God: Dual Cultivation" is a saga that transcends worlds, where the essence of Qi binds reality, and the Xu Fang's evolution is intertwined with the cosmic forces. Join this odyssey of self-discovery, where the Heavenly Flames of destiny burn bright, and the path of Dual Cultivation leads to realms unseen. ~~~~~~~~ Note: Art is not mine. Source: Generated by AI and Edit and Title added by me. ~~~~~~~~

New link- https://www.webnovel.com/book/nanny-to-the-cold-billionaire_29112880300718105 In the cutthroat world of tech empires where nothing is as it seems, Colin Anderson, a billionaire tech CEO, whose life seemed like the epitome of perfection, spirals into chaos when his wife reunites with her ex-lover and elopes while pregnant, thus triggering a cascade of disastrous events orchestrated by his cunning rival in the tech industry, Enzo Romano. Amidst the chaos, Colin finds unexpected comfort in Rosie Smith, the new feisty nanny with a past as troubled as his own; a development which both surprised and terrified him, as he had vowed to never fall in love again after his wife's betrayal. As Colin lived in denial of his developing feelings for Rosie, he discovers, a little too late, that she had slipped through his fingers as she became romantically involved with Enzo, blinded by his charms, and oblivious to his schemes, leaving Colin to grapple with regret and longing. Things take a turn for the worse as Elaine's past choices come haunting her and she becomes entangled with Enzo Romano, becoming a pawn in his ruthless game to destroy Colin's life. With love tested, loyalties questioned, and dark secrets revealed, Colin and Rosie must navigate a dangerous path to find love amidst the ruins of their shattered lives. Will the cold billionaire and his nanny defy the odds to forge a future together, or will their destinies be torn apart by the echoes of vengeance and rivalry? Find out in this captivating story of love, deception, revenge, and redemption.

He was the fiercest warrior of the High Kingdom for he was undefeated in battle. He was the Demon Prince of the High Kingdom, known for his brutality and blood thirst. He was the Ghost of the East for he came and went like the wind, destroying all in his path and no one truly knew the face beneath the mask. He was Lord Rina Arden, the great Lord of Ardenurve. He was supposed to be the man among men, a warrior among warriors, But what was this long hair cascading down his shoulders, what were those alluring eyes gleaming with erotic promise? What was this unearthly beauty? What was this enticing body that stirred my darkest desires? What is a King to do when his god of war turns out to be a goddess? _________________ "To the world I am the High King, but to you Rina...I am just a man burning in my need and desire for you, tell me Rina...what have you done to me?" Turace whispered in a heated tone, his voice thick with desire as he gazed down into those cold, fierce eyes... his own gaze pleading. "The first man who desired me killed my family and every other man after that, I killed with my own hands...I am Lord Rina of Ardenurve My King and I will never be yours." Came the cold response. "Lord Rina... This King has never once failed to get what I want and it just turns out... I want you... your heart, your soul, your body...every last inch of you." Turace vowed, his tone dark and determined. Second book in the Tales of the Continents. **I do not own the cover art. All credits go to the artist. It will be be taken off on request**

"Let me embrace my newfound role as the antagonist, and become the epitome of villainy." Amidst the havoc she had caused, a young girl stood with cascading silver locks framing her visage and eyes as profound as the depths of the ocean. The once lavishly decorated grand hall, filled with melodies and aristocratic laughter, now teetered on the brink of anarchy. The assembled nobles, accustomed to lives of opulence and extravagance, had never fathomed such a spectacle could unfold before their eyes. In a graceful pivot, Aria's devious smirk adorned her features. Her elegant gown billowed with an air of calculated elegance, and the subtle click of her heels reverberated through the now tumultuous chamber. While she had been labeled as a villainess, she was determined to prove herself as the greatest purveyor of wickedness. Perfect - that was the word that had long defined Aria's existence. She hailed from an impeccable lineage, an inseparable companion, resided in the most exquisite city, and was betrothed to the love of her life. Every conceivable desire she had was fulfilled. Her relentless efforts to assist those around her - her friend, her fiancé, and her subjects - had only resulted in a cruel twist of fate, a brutal severance of her own head. "...you are the villain..." The words uttered by her once-trusted confidante seared into her soul, leaving an indelible mark. They penetrated so deeply that Aria underwent a profound transformation, altering almost every aspect of her being.

Silver clouds, knight decends. As solar flare cascades down the enemies, the Cumulous Knight shall raise his Vanguard and shield the oppressed, the victims, the lowly servants, the lovely maidens. From then on he becomes the beacon of protection, the reflection off his swordlight pierces through the souls of the Undead, the Necromancers, the Anti-Heroes. Never had the author thought a creaturr like him will come to life. Soon...

[Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Kiss System Activated!] In a family of superheroes, Lucienna Bravestone stands out as the one without any extraordinary abilities. But beneath her unassuming facade lies a determined heart yearning for the love and recognition of her superheroic kin. Her secret journey takes her on an unexpected path, from a chance meeting with a medicine mentor to becoming a hidden doctor, which boosts her confidence yet leaves her overshadowed and insecure. One day, she rescues a wounded cat and unwittingly triggers a cascade of events that will test her abilities and rewrite the dynamics of her life. Then, the unexpected loss of her first kiss to a stranger sets in motion a mind-bending transformation. A peculiar system emerges, offering her a unique power, the ability to traverse different times and eras. Yet, this gift comes at a hefty price. The mysterious system strikes a dark bargain, tasking Lucienna with an extraordinary mission, that is, to save the person who might bring about world-ending chaos and destruction. She must safeguard the heart of this potential villain, keeping it warm and full of happiness to prevent the descent into darkness. Will her heart be strong enough to endure the ultimate test, or will she be forever marked by her choices? "Meow..." "You're here..." "Meow..." "I like you too..."

Trapped within the enchanting pages of her novel titled "Persona," Ellie's journey takes a surreal turn when she awakens in the body of the villainess, Eleanor Ashford. Determined to rewrite the novel's fate, Ellie steers away from the prescribed love story of Ava Sinclaire and Crown Prince Lucas. As Ellie navigates the difficulties of her new life, an unexpected marriage to the mysterious Grand Duke Cassius Caspian further complicates her existence. Beneath Cassius's perfect facade lies a turmoil mirroring Ellie's inner struggles, leading to a cascade of misunderstandings in their relationship. Yet, a cruel revelation surfaces... As truths unravel, Ellie and Cassius must confront the complexities of love, destiny, and the consequences of a tragic history that binds them. Will their newfound understanding strengthen the bonds of love, or will it untangle the delicate threads holding their relationship together? In the realm where fiction intertwines with reality, "Persona" paints a tale of love, sacrifice, and the transformative power found in second chances.

In the enchanting twilight, a man's serene evening at his cottage takes a surreal turn when he discovers a mirrored reality across the lake, challenging the laws of nature. As he grapples with this cosmic mystery, a familiar silhouette and the name "Evelyn" emerge, unleashing a cascade of emotions and regrets. Desperate to connect across the cosmic barrier, his heartfelt cries trigger a ripple effect that transcends both worlds. The revelation unfolds a poignant tale of love, loss, and the relentless pursuit of connection, ultimately leading to a profound and impossible journey to bridge the gap between two intertwined realities.