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so, reincarnation huh? "a lot of good... a lot of bad... balanced karma." "good news you get one boon to bring with you to the next life. unfortunately for you though, you don't get to choose. totally random. ready?" join Apollo in his new life where through sheer luck (good or bad?) is raised by an all hungry, all dominant and all loving hivemind who will burn the galaxy just to see him smile. Hi, I hope you enjoy my novel. It is quite the slow burner so I hope you stick with it. https://discord.gg/uscKDXNxgj

Stella McCartney finds herself suddenly thrown into a whole new world when she runs into a species she thought existed only in fantasy novels and movies, vampires. Running away after being held captive by five vampires is difficult, Stella almost dies doing it. But how is her life going to change now that she wakes up in a strange house to the same red eyes? Will Stella fall for this new vampire who saves her life? Or is he going to be the same as Stella's previous encounter with the species?

It is to be known, when a girl turns sixteen-: She is no more a girl! And, it is to be added, a man's greatest charm, is his rich earns and wit of standing out!! ***** ‘To, Miss Victoria Lancaster… My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and I still remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the wait, I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him the word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this! From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love.' ***** Victoria Lancaster, fourth of the six Lancaster siblings, stands in the predicament of societal wants and her lone desire for love. Being introduced to society for the first time, and as the first daughter of her family to be introduced, she needs a successful first season. And a successful season for a lady means, securing a suitor and a husband! Concurrently, Harry McVourse, standing as Knight, seeks the same accomplishments as Victoria, but his situation is quite melodramatic! His mother, the third of King Charles' five wives—though each was married one after the other and divorced except for the last—seeks to have her two sons marry swiftly and bless her with a grandson. A grandson is not her will but a want from King Charles, demanded of his sons. This, indeed, is an all-queens' contest to see whose son shall deliver a grandson first. Knight, despite understanding the depth and urgency of the matter, knows that the partner must be his. An uncareful selection would lead to years of despair and pain! As of that matter, he depicts societal balls and celebrations as a confined showcase of hypocrisy and pretense. He needs see the eligible spinsters beyond societal confines, and that’s what leads him to stand as a night guard in the Lancasters' new London mansion. A coincidence? Therefore, with Victoria Lancaster being the definite spinster Knight becomes much engaged with, he gradually develops a desire for the girl. However, despite this desire, he is opposed by many admirers, especially his brother, Prince Edward McVourse, whose efforts cannot be overlooked, in addition to his half-brother, Prince William McVourse, a lad whose in future leaves Knight wrathful due to a certain impotent depiction. As a result, he delights in the idea of writing to Lady Lancaster every morning. An anonymous write! His intention being; to the least, stand out from the men in pursuit. However, without Knight’s knowledge, Victoria is slowly enjoying the curves and words in those writings. Each night, she dreads time to pass quickly, anticipating another writing to be brought to her. She becomes intrigued until she desires to know the man behind the writing. Additionally, her mother pressures her to stand firm on the choice of the man she is to choose—Lord Edward, Knight’s elder brother, who is said to possess two hundred thousand a year. The letters draw Victoria and Knight closer, but their budding connection faces significant challenges. Knight must navigate the rivalry with his brothers, particularly Edward and William, both competing for Victoria's hand, in addition to formally acquainting himself with the ladyship. Victoria, on the other hand, struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for the unknown writer with her mother's expectations and the societal norms of the time. What happens next? "In His Writing" is a novel set in the Victorian era, embracing themes of romance, mystery, and conflict, in addition to societal conflicts, identity, and desires. (DAILY UPDATES A WEEK.) I HOPE Y'ALL SHALL ENJOY. LIKE, COMMENT.

"From the grave rise two men without eyes, Holding a heart in their hands. And I weep over my brother, Is this my blood, or his?" In a land once ablaze with the flames of glory, a bloody uprising turned everything to ashes, giving rise to a fanatic regime founded upon the religion of Firinic. Yet amidst the ruins, one soul has sworn to one day return to this forsaken land and reclaim their stolen rights with blood, rising from the fire and ashes. This is a Requiem for Fire-a Fire in which courage, vengeance, and hope burn to bend destiny before the will of justice. It is the chronicle of a hundred years of torment, a century that serves as a poignant reminder of a forgotten truth: "Justice lives in the heart of those who resist."

This is how they came to be , How they supported the world and how they safeguarded it against all evil that came to be… This is the tale of The founder, The absolute, The Wise God,Creator of everything … The First work of Dark Alistair. Hope you enjoy it.

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“Love me for a year and when it is all over, you are free to go” Her words, not his. Her words. So why did it feel like her whole world was crashing as the year neared its end? Olivia Baker’s world ended when her fiance cheated on her with her best friend or was it when she found out the man she loved was only using her to get her father’s company? Was it even crazier that she loved him still?

A lost soul transimgrates into the world of Marvel with a system gifted by ***** ... Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except for the Main Character and my own OCs.

A collection of random story ideas. Each chapter is a different idea. If you wish to use one and improve upon it, all I ask is that you let me know before hand and give me some credit for it.

A beautiful country that was eyed by many rich people who wanted to own it. Despite the land being destroyed by the foreigners who once came as refugees it still continues to be a pure and holy land full of beauty. The people of this country has endured a lot and one day they will get the biggest rewards for enduring it all.

Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream

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WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.

[Check my profile out to read the English version of this book. ^^] Park Chunghee telah menjalin hubungan dengan seorang pria bernama Lee Donghae selama sepuluh tahun. Dia sangat mencintainya, tapi untuk Donghae sendiri ... dia meragukannya. Belakangan ini, Donghae yang dulu sangat mencintainya sekarang menjadi seperti orang lain baginya. Namun, Chunghee tidak ingin menyerah pada kepribadiannya dan terus bertahan, dengan harapan bahwa Donghae akan kembali seperti yang iakenal. Terkadang, ia berpikir, bertanya kepada dirinya sendiri: Inikah murka Tuhan? ia mengetahui bahwa keinginannya adalah hal yang salah, tetapi ia sudah melangkah sejauh ini dan memilih untuk tetap dalam hubungan yang rusak dan selalu mengatakan sesuatu yang bodoh, dengan terus berkata 'baik-baik saja!' Namun, itu semua adalah kebohongan yang ia ungkapkan! Dalam hubungan rumit ini, Chunghee juga bertemu dengan cinta pertamanya yang bernama Kim Daehyun, dan menjadi seseorang yang selalu menjaganya. Ketika kesehatannya memburuk, hanya Daehyun yang bisa membuatnya tersenyum kembali seperti sebelumnya. Itu membuatnya harus memikirkan sesuatu yang sulit lagi. “Apa menurutmu aku marah?” "Aku tidak marah! Aku sakit hati!" "Semua ini tidak lagi membuatku marah, selain merasakan sakit saat ini. Tapi jika kamu mengira aku marah, maka sekarang aku justru marah padamu—" Bagaimana hubungan mereka di masa depan? Akankah Chunghee bertahan? ----------- Belum Bisa Menerjemahkan. Jangan lupa mengkoleksi buku-buku saya yang lain. ^^ Naskah: Mei, 2018 Dipublikasikan: Agustus, 2019 -----------

Alicia had always despised writing. Her past held secrets that made the thought of putting pen to paper unbearable. Yet, when her school insisted she join the journalism club, she reluctantly agreed, unaware that this decision would change her life forever. An unknown person suddenly entered her life, a person who is a passionate writer and photographer with an eye for detail and a heart full of stories. Their worlds collide in unexpected ways, and what begins as a forced partnership soon blossoms into a powerful bond. Together, they embark on a journey through the lens of a camera and the tip of a fountain pen. But as their connection deepens, the shadows of Alicia's past loom larger. What made her hate writing so much, and will her newfound relationship with this unknown person help her confront her fears? I'll write, for you and for us is a gripping tale of love, secrets, and the power of storytelling. Dive into Alicia's world and discover how two souls, brought together by fate, can rewrite their destinies.

Love was nothing for Stella Cruze, the daughter of Magdalene Cruze, the  most puissant,dominated rich woman in town with a lot of companies.Member of a mafia clan and her popularity centered on her domineering demeanor and  overwhelming wealth Taking the first place in ranking of wealth. Stella was overwhelmingly beautiful and so attractive but inherited the domineering behavior of her mother.Stella ,as the only child of Magdalene already inherited Magdalene's wealth. Love was nothing to  Stella ,to her love was a waste of time that always results in pain. Apollo Dun was the son of the Don,Lucus, the most dangerous Mafia boss.All Apollo wanted from the day his mom left was to make his father proud but it seemed like an impossible dream since Aaron Dunn, his step brother —same age—always got in the way. Lucus got diagnosed with  Alzheimer's disease and was going to die in two years. All he wants before his death is to take the first place in ranking of wealth.So he tells his sons to take control over the Cruze Empire. But how can this be done without falling for the  attractive Stella Cruze. ----------------------- Excerpt "Don't try me Apollo"Her words conveyed anger but her voice showed how much she wanted this. Apollo held her chin, lifting her head a little."Or else?"he asked with a smirk.He didn't comprehend why he was enjoying this.Fine, because making her fall for him was easy than expected but it felt like he wanted this and he didn't comprehend this feeling. His closeness made her heart pound so fast.She felt her chicks turn red.Stella looked away and struggled to free herself from his grip. "Just..leave me alone"She said. "What if I say I won't?"Apollo asked with a grin ."Just admit it Stella, you want me"He added. That he said was true but she was too stubborn to accept it . Love was not on her menu. "Dream on" Finally she removed her had from his and walked pass him, catching her breathe.Then, suddenly he pulled her by the waist . They were close to each other and their lips were a mere inch away.This was the best chance for Apollo to do what he wanted from the first day he set his eyes on her.....To kiss her. They both stared at each other's lips. "You better be ready for this."Apollo said. "W—what—"She felt his lips connected to to her. I don't own the cover so please ask the owner for permission before using it. Thank you. I hope you'll like my second book.

Aniella Hein Lu Lerato, a 17 year old black college student.has always been proud of her south African heritage.Shes grown up in a tight knit community where her identity has never been questioned..Elijah Kim .a charming and alluring Asian American student who transfers to Aniella's school after being given 5 month off study from His Idol company under the band "Megahertz.composed of six members who all transfer to Aniella's school and make all the girl's hearts swarm including Aniella's

he was here to save her from haters but both of them fell in love with each other.

Suffice to say I was inspired to try an experiment. Not really a novel more of an attempt at actualization of a real world cultivation method. Regardless it's not intended as a static piece. I want the readers to add their own ideas and will likely go in some interesting directions, hopefully it will be a form of inspiration for others. Meant to be a bit out there while also emphasizing the real possibility of being a real world Cultivator, I want to see what we can come up with...

COVER COMING SOON! My teacher is submissive for me?!?... 18+ smut Updated 1 chapter minimum daily Average 500-600 words per chapter 23 yr old teacher x 19 year old student BL

you’ve got to read this!! can you see me now this breaks my heart, all what I was looking for I never knew it in my hands

When nothing goes your way and everyone around you takes you for granted, where do you look for help? Ofcourse, you make a wish to a genie. But anything you wish comes with its own terms and conditions.

hello, possible future student, you may call me professor Null, and I'm the person who's going to be guiding you through the records of time and space and also the person who will be helping you to create your very own system! systems are the root of most novels and what they revolve around, So you have to make sure you can do the concept greatly! and I will be teaching you how to do that. (PS : funs for traveling the records every time you go inside of the book is about...1 stone)

Austin, a man reincarnated from a world where science is prominent, finds himself In a world where Magians, humans who possess the capabilities to perform arcane (a.k.a magic), must battle against the re-emerging demonic creatures and their followers to protect the human race and other humanoid races, from annihilation. Following a life-saving encounter with a famous hero, Austin's awakening grants him the memories of his past life and access to 'The Akasha', a mysterious system. With newfound purpose, he endeavors to embark on a journey of self-discovery and personal growth, facing challenges and adversaries to uncover the secrets of his reincarnation and the enigmatic origins of The Akasha.