Trolls Thrash

"Dragons and their spawn rule the skies, the land, and the seas... humanity survives in the cracks, dreaming of a comeback." _____ Power comes from the beast you tame. Wolves, hawks, snakes, spiders, chimeras, the stronger your summon, the brighter your future. Too bad for our protagonist. When everyone else summoned salamanders, eagles, troll dogs(not doge) or tigers, he got… Well, let’s just say the only thing lower on the food chain is dirt. Laughed at, bullied, and living as the butt of every joke, he’s not exactly winning. But giving up isn’t an option... His aging parents sold everything for his "failed" chance, and he won’t let it be for nothing. But hey, this is his story. The weakest beast tamer? Here’s the thing about being at the bottom: it teaches you how to climb. And dragons? Turns out they start small too. As kingdoms crumble under greed and external threats, the weakest tamer begins his rise. Follow his path as he unlocks a potential so rare, so terrifying, it leads to dragons… Every evolutionary line leads to the strongest ‘SSS Dragons’. _______ Warning: Contains world-ending dragons, ridicule-fueled underdog revenge, dragon-scaled protagonist, morally questionable nobles, insane creature evolutions and enough twists to make you wonder if weakest really means luckiest. A MC who’s out to prove everyone wrong… even if it kills him. Spoiler alert: It won’t. For those who love a whole lot of fun, this one’s for you. If you’re looking for a darker story, look somewhere else (Maybe Utopian System (;) This one’s about having fun and taming expectations. _______ If you want to know more about the cover: Yep, that's Luna, the FL... Her skin and clothes are morphing into shimmering scales from her dragon power. Remember Sailor Moon? Magical girls? Now imagine if the magical outfit wasn’t a cute dress, but an actual dragon! The dragon is the dress... It’s not just fashion; it’s fusion. High-level beasts tend to leave their mark, and Luna wears it like a boss, pulling off the ultimate power move. _______ We will use the same Discord from my first book, come join! https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 _______ Silly tags that seem to matter a lot to some readers: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the "liberal" route.... democracy is yours!), No NTR.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one. Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence. I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation. Now he’s back. Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom. But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire. Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried. Or the child. One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood. But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him. Freedom has a price. So does vengeance. And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

Elio Stardret dies betrayed by those he had always been so kind to, only to find himself transmigrated into a body of a king who is going through the same kind of betrayal. To avoid meeting the same fate, he vows to only do what benefits him. To indulge in everything the selfish society of his previous life brainwashed him to stay away from. Luckily, now he has a system that can help him achieve this. *Ding  [Claim a Queen and Earn Rewards System activated!] [Infatuating any queen gives you power over her kingdom and ability to earn more Purchasing Power Points... simply, PPP.] [PPP are points with which you can buy anything you have seen. Everything, even from your previous life.] 'Wait! I can even buy a phone and troll the people who betrayed me? Damn! I'm gonna give these mofos some hell!'

Waking up in a new world, the protagonist realizes he's landed in a genuine magical fantasy realm full of wonders—and deadly dangers. Just yesterday, he was an ordinary university graduate celebrating the end of his studies at a lively party. But today, he's a newcomer in a mysterious world ruled by three powerful academies, each led by a great mage. Things take an even stranger turn when he acquires a unique Trolling System! Its mission? Drive these mages to madness! However, there’s one significant problem—it’s not just a joke. The great mages are powerful, dangerous, and won't tolerate being mocked. If the hero isn't careful, he'll become ashes faster than he can say, "It’s just a prank!" Can he survive, balancing the leveling of his strength, jokes on the edge of life and death, and dangerous enemies who fail to appreciate his sense of humor? Or will he become the first person ever to drive the great mages to rage—and live to tell the tale?

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

Viktoria Hale, a top neurosurgeon, loses her only family-her sister. Guilt ridden and broken, she jumps from a highway bridge into a river. Expecting to find peace in death, instead, she wakes up in the body Scarlett Vaughn, a hated, rich socialite who just died during childbirth. Now trapped in the body of a stranger and also has an infant, a fragile newborn that depends on her completely. Surrounded by people who either hate her or want something from her and the toxic media, online trolls and the relentless paparazzi who are out to trash her. She has to figure everything out by herself with absolutely no memory of Scarlett's past. And at the center of it all is him, Oakley Neil Bellingham, Scarlett's cold, dangerously powerful husband, the richest man in the Empire, the CEO to Bellingham Winery (BH Wine Empire). But there's one problem, He hates Scarlett!

In the dark streets of an alternate Goryeo, a mysterious assassin strikes fear and awe into the hearts of many. Rumors swirl in the alleys that she is a woman, but no one knows what she truly looks like. Some say she is beautiful like a fairy, while others claim she is ugly like a troll. Known by many names—the Death Fairy, the Grim Reaper, the Blood Flower—she brings hope to the oppressed and terror to the wicked. But one question haunts everyone: Who is this elusive woman? The answer lies in tragedy: she is Hae Mi Hyang. Once, she lived a peaceful life, but everything changed when a brutal attack took her family away. From that pain, she became Jang Eun Sook, an assassin with a single mission—to return the favor back to everyone who wronged her and to get revenge on those who killed her loved ones. Each time she strikes, she delves deeper into danger, torn between her thirst for vengeance and memories of the life she once knew. As she faces betrayal and darkness, Hae Mi Hyang must confront not only her enemies but also the monster she's become.

Jaden Rook, a 22-year-old gaming addict and master of min-maxing RPGs, dies in a ridiculous accident involving a vending machine and a runaway truck. Instead of heading to the afterlife, he gets isekai’d into Arcadia, a fantasy world with magic, monsters, and kingdoms at war. Excited to finally live out his power fantasy, Jaden is given a customizable system that lets him break reality. The catch? The system is a sarcastic, trolling AI that nerfs him for fun, gives him humiliating challenges, and forces him into absurd scenarios before unlocking his true power. SNEAK PEAK: I didn’t expect to die today. But as I lay on the cold pavement, crushed between a vending machine and an outofcontrol delivery truck, I had only one thought: This is the dumbest way to die. A moment ago, I had just been trying to shake loose a stuck soda. Then, BAM! Instant roadkill. As my vision faded, the last thing I saw was the smug grin of the vending machine, as if mocking me. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer on the pavement. Instead, I floated in a pristine, glowing void. Before me hovered an old man with a white beard, a golden toga, and the same deadpan expression as a DMV worker. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “I’m dead, aren’t I?” “Yes,” the old man said, stroking his beard. “And you have been chosen for reincarnation in another world.” My eyes widened. “Wait. Hold up. Are you telling me… I’m getting isekai’d? Like in the anime?” The old man nodded. “Indeed. You have been selected to wield a powerful system, one that will grant you abilities beyond mortal comprehension.” I fistpumped. “Hell yeah! Overpowered skills, here I come!” The old man coughed. “Yes, well… about that.” I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean, about that?” “You see, we have too many reincarnators lately. We can’t just be handing out godtier powers like candy anymore.” I folded my arms. “Okay, so what are we talking? A slightly nerfed cheat? A balanced growth system?” The old man looked away. “You’ll… figure it out.” My stomach dropped. “Oh, hell no. You’re about to scam me, aren’t you?” “I would never!” the old man said, voice dripping with totally believable innocence. “Now, off you go!”

The inhabitants of Valriius summoned a group of students to fight back against an impending invasion. Heroes were chosen, destinies shaped. But Oxyquin was never meant to be there. A genius, popular, and well-rounded, sure—but in the grand design of fate, he was just another extra.Just a cog in the machine of the world. Until fate—or rather, a glitch in reality—decided otherwise. One moment, he was about to confess to the girl he liked. The next, he was swallowed by a cosmic accident, dragged into a world of summoned heroes, legendary powers, and an unforgiving hierarchy of strength. Unlike the chosen, Oxy wasn’t supposed to be transmigrated. He was a mistake. A mistake given the most forgettable ability: Power (C-class). A small enhancement. Nothing more. While others gained divine weapons, psychic powers, and legendary summons, he was barely acknowledged. Not mocked. Not ridiculed. Just ignored. From an extra to the extra of extras… until the day everything changed. A training accident. A fall off a cliff. An ancient dragon’s cave. He entered the cave as an Extra. He exited as the Dragon Spawn. With a new identity, better understanding of his power, and a dangerously playful streak, Oxy is ready to shake the world. The transmigrators think he’s some legendary warrior, the Hero fears him, and the forces of Valriius don’t know whether to worship or eliminate him. One thing’s for sure—Oxy is going to enjoy every second of this. Mc personality: Trolling. Master troller. Disclaimer: MC is a genius, but he won’t use his smarts in fights. Rather he prefers to muscle through, and save his few brain cells for trolling and pranks.

Sylas never expected reincarnation, let alone waking up as a forest troll—one of the most hated and hunted races in the Isle of Eldora. In a world ruled by dungeons, legendary beasts, and ruthless adventurers, survival is a challenge, but Sylas refuses to be just another monster to be slain. Armed with cunning, adaptability, and a mischievous Lemure sidekick, Sylas embarks on a journey to defy fate, protect his tribe, and carve out a place in a world that sees him as nothing more than a beast. Slaying monsters, evolving his abilities, and outwitting enemies—he’ll prove that even a troll can rise above his cursed existence. But in a land where power defines destiny, can an outcast monster become a legend?

When the **System** assimilates Earth into a game-like reality, granting superhuman abilities to everyone, Jayden "Freak" Malone gets the most broken power of all—[Freak Mode]. "Rules? Stats? LOL. Do whatever you want." Now, the more unpredictable and absurd Jayden acts, the stronger he becomes. Punch a dragon? His fists gain anti-dragon properties. Insult a god? Temporary divine resistance. Eat a cursed sandwich? Poison immunity (and weird cravings). Armed with sheer chaos, Jayden trolls his way through dungeons, breaks quests, and turns epic battles into glitch-filled comedy shows. The System hates him, villains regret facing him, and his party members question their life choices. From taunting demon lords with a frying pan to accidentally becoming a meme-powered deity, Jayden’s journey is one insane exploit after another. Humor meets OP madness in this anti-System adventure where the only rule is— there are no rules. Note:- This is a deliberately absurd, nonsensical comedy logic, coherence, and the laws of reality have all taken a vacation. Proceed at your own risk." Note:- Chapter are going to be super short so don't complain.

Ninah uma linda fada de cabelos pretos tem um dom nato, ela consegue usar truques mentais, sendo da realeza nunca passou por dificuldades, apesar de ter um rígido ensino, após chegar a maioridade ditada pelo reino ela é treinada e posta em reclusão, dado o tempo alguém vem a porta buscá-la, e para sua surpresa seu velho amigo está esperando para levá-la para a cerimônia de iniciação, passando pela iniciação, Ninah recebe sua primeira missão, tendo que reunir seus companheiros para continuar o teste que definiram não só o futuro dela como rainha, mas também o futuro de todo o reino e o equilíbrio com o mundo humano. Entre seus companheiros estão, uma sereana, um elfo guerreiro, e três humanos, cada um irá contribuir para a missão com suas próprias qualidades, nessa mistura de mundos e seres, muita coisa pode acontecer, como intrigas e romances, além de enfrentar perigos na jornada como bruxas do mar, orks, trolls e muito mais.

"Where’s your flying broom?" "Ah, I already turned it into a chair. Sitting on a wooden stick make my groin hurt." Under the night sky stands Mistheaven Academy, a school filled with mystery. A young boy who shouldn't exist in this world walks through the night to attend the academy. The dim starlight guides him to unravel the academy's mysteries, one by one. Revealing the bloody tragedies that have occurred throughout human history.

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Embark on an epic journey with Captain Demetrius and his diverse crew as they battle Trolls, face off against the Giant, and confront the Evil Lord threatening their world. With each member showcasing unique abilities and facing personal trials, the crew's unity is tested as they uncover family secrets, acquire new powers, and prepare for a final showdown. Join them in a thrilling adventure filled with action, mystery, and camaraderie as they strive to save the world and discover their true strength.

In one swift motion, he caught her by the neck, his grip unyielding. Lara snarled and thrashed, but Killian’s strength was overwhelming. “You foolish, useless wolf,” Killian growled, his voice dripping with disdain. “You think you can defy me and live?” With a cruel smile, he threw Lara against a nearby tree, the impact shaking the ground beneath us. Pain tore through me as I felt every blow she endured. Lara tried to stand, but Killian’s foot pressed down on her, pinning her to the ground. “You’ll learn your place,” he hissed. “Both of you.” My body began to shift again, the pain unbearable as Lara was forced back, and I returned to my human form. Lying on the ground, broken and bleeding, I looked up at him with all the hatred I could muster. “I hate you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. Killian’s expression didn’t change. And then, darkness consumed me.

Everybody knows middle school is full of terrifying surprises! Eleven-year-old, Monty Moonshine, dreaded going to his new middle school, in Stone Heart. Because he is a troublemaker, he gets away with everything. After pulling a prank in school in gym class, the principal and his parents send him away. Only to learn the true nature of his discipline would be to unleash his real monster spirit. By awakening a strange exchange student whose sleeping in the school basement. If the vampire girl, Traci Troll, wakes up, she'll hunt the middle grade students until they all become undead vampires. Monty and Traci discover their teachers aren't exactly from this planet. It's up to Monty and Traci to help the kids prepare for an alien invasion. Before the mortal human beings in their home town discover their middle school is anything but a serious mistake. Monty's parents try to drop him out of before the end of the semester. Or they may never want to learn the frightening truth that aliens are invading their middle school. The young students must survive the invasion before graduation. Because the aliens will rule the ghoul school and take victory in their celebration. And the grown-ups might not get along with the alien leader who is very mad at them for not believing they exist. The aliens want to show they can be friendly, too. To help the mortal human beings in the small town to make believe in their existence. So aliens can make anybody believe in supernatural life forces. It's all about believing and understanding the purpose of the alien leader who wants to take over middle school. Not before the young students discover the aliens have a weakness. To get them to get along with the human race. Or the school will attract ghouls to take the student's life force so the aliens can invade middle school. While the grown-ups face with the faculty members to gain knowledge about why they study about monster life. To keep them a secret against young children with a dark gifted purpose.

A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daughter of the Chu clan? What? I’m a transmigrator but I don’t have any talent for cultivation? Why are there so many people out for my life? And most importantly of all, how in the world did I get on the bed of my sister-in-law on my wedding night?! It was a nightmarish starting point for Zu An, but fortunately, as a famed keyboard warrior in his previous life, the world gave him a keyboard in this life too so that he could turn things around. Through his trolling and flaming, he shall stand atop the corpses of his burned enemies and rise to the top of the world! ——————————————————————————— All credit goes to author -Monk of the Six Illusions.

Marrying Zeath Lupin was a blessing until he ditched Mellow at a family dinner for his pregnant girlfriend. But the actions she took only led to a deadly situation. Something that would end her alongside the life growing within her—a child Zeath doesn’t deserve. She ran for dear life after faking her death. But she was bound to return as Zeath’s only means to an end in disguise. Would he recognize her? Would she accept his apology if he ever gave one? And what happened when the threat she once fled from rekindled, endangering her and her child’s lives once more? ~ “Do you know how much I wished you wouldn’t come near me, even... touch me?” Zeath drones on. “All those cuddles, kisses, and affection? They all made my skin crawl—like a troll embracing its victim before gobbling them. One can only imagine how much it stinks. You’re no different. You merely caught my attention because you were a self-absorbed twonk, and we needed to test if you even had the heart to love another.” “We?” I croak out. Then Zeath’s fingers trail gently along my face, his eyes glinting with pure poison, and his voice no better. “Poor Mellow, it’s all a dare, a gratifying one. Divorce or not, it’s your choice.”

Shen Yue, an ugly girl that everyone despises, they treated her like thrash because she wasn't only ugly, her face was half burned and half had scars. What happens when she transmigrated into the modern world and becomes a beauty, a rare gem which everyone would bow to. and of course her enemy which is the prince turns out to have a marriage contract with him. Will she fall in love with him? And unknown to both of them she is the god of lightning who was sent down to earth because she rebelled against the seven heavens. What would happen if the heavens want to take her back, will she leave her husband and go back to her real world?. ***** Read other books of mine: Romance of princess and demon Forbidden love :The maid and werewolf. Contact me at: Email: olarewajuzenny@gmail.com Fb:Liz zenny Instagram:zenny0014..

As the First Age of Eldoria comes to an end, the races of the world stand upon the precipice of a new era. After centuries of war, fragile alliances have been forged between elves, dwarves, orcs, trolls, and the ever-ambitious humans. Peace, though tenuous, seems within reach as Emperor Alric Vandarion rises to unite the kingdoms of men and establish an era of stability. But in the distant Veil-shrouded South, a long-forgotten kingdom stirs. Before recorded history, the forsaken kingdom of Varethane thrived, its people wielding dark sorcery under the guidance of a Renegade God, Xerathis. Their king, Malakar the Eternal, sought immortality, but in his ambition, he was deceived. Instead of eternal life, he and his people were cursed, trapped between life and death, bound to the Veil—a mystical barrier that separates the mortal realm from the horrors beyond. For centuries, the kingdom lay hidden beneath its shroud. But now, the Veil is thinning.

When Lu Yuan opened his eyes to a parallel world, his "loving" girlfriend demanded a skyrocketing bride price and emotionally blackmailed him into funding her freeloading brother. His response? "Let's break up." Then came the God Tycoon System with two divine rules: Unlimited money flows like water. Every splurge unlocks wilder rewards – from reality-bending talismans to celebrity harem candidates. Now, as Lu crushes gold-diggers with luxury car keys and trolls arrogant bankers with billion-yuan deposits, he discovers the ultimate truth: In this world, cash isn't king... it's the entire damn chessboard. Buckle up for a spending spree where every purchase is a power-up!

# loveafterangst Als seine Frau und seine Traumfrau zur gleichen Zeit entführt wurden, entschied er sich, seine zerbrechliche Traumfrau zu retten und überließ seine treue Frau den Entführern. Er hatte zu seiner Frau gesagt: "Qiao An, du warst schon immer klug, du kannst dich sicher retten, auch wenn ich dich den Entführern überlasse. Aber Wei Xin kann das nicht." Durch diesen Vorfall erkannte Qiao An endlich die wahren Gefühle ihres Mannes. Auf sich allein gestellt, entschied sie sich für einen Sprung von einem baufälligen Gebäude. Zum Entsetzen des Mistkerls begann seine vermeintlich gehorsame Frau, nachdem sie aus dem Krankenhaus entlassen worden war, Rache an ihm und seiner Traumfrau zu nehmen. Er war völlig überwältigt. Nachdem er alles verloren hatte, wurde ihm klar, dass man kluge Frauen niemals provozieren sollte. Er beschloss, sich mit seiner Frau zu versöhnen. Doch seine Frau hatte ein neues Leben mit seinem Onkel gefunden!

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

Selina gasped for air, her heart racing as her body involuntarily thrashed in her sleep. Her indigo eyes flicked open wide as she choked back a scream. She looked up into Liam's worried face as he wiped away the beads of sweat forming on her brow with a damp cloth. "Lina, this was the longest one yet. Your whimpering and thrashing woke me about 36 minutes ago, and you were already covered in sweat." Liam told her, his voice heavy with concern as he glanced at the clock. Liam ran his hand through his hair. "Please tell me you remember something this time." He asked, almost pleading. Selina shook her head while sitting to look out the window. Over the forest, the orange-pink hue of the sunrise was starting to appear. Selina breathed deeply as she tried to recall something, anything other than the emotions she experienced during her dreams, but as usual, she was unable to. Some dreams were comforting and made her feel warm. Those dreams involved a blonde-haired man with green eyes. The other dreams, much like the current dream, left her full of despair and fear or left her feeling just plain empty. Usually all she could recall of those dreams was fire or blood. Liam stood up, muscles tense as he raised his arms and ran both hands through his thick black hair again, grabbing a fistful which he let fall back as he spoke, "Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the prophecies were wrong. Maybe we really are Moonglow and not Lunaria. I don't know." Liam sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of his bed and turned to face her again before continuing, "Lina, your dreams are getting worse, and time is running out. You haven't dreamed of him in months. We don't know anything, not really. We just have mom's fairy tales. It's been ten years, maybe our memories are wrong. I... I just wish we had some guidance, something firm." An image of an attractive man with a square jawline, full red lips, deep green eyes and chin-length shaggy blond hair flashed through Selina's mind. She inhaled deeply before speaking, "He's Valentino. We need to get to Red Lake Pack." ********************************************************************* The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesied one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows four things: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal their true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ****************************************************************** Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”

Before the veil was ever known, the world of Eldoria was torn apart by war. The once-united elves fractured into warring kingdoms, their pride and ambition driving them into endless conflict. The dwarves, masters of stone and steel, waged brutal wars beneath the mountains, their clans divided over ancient grudges. The giants, lords of the skies and peaks, clashed in a battle for dominion, while the orcs and trolls fought for survival in the unforgiving swamps and wastelands. For centuries, blood stained the lands as each race sought power, vengeance, and survival. But as the fires of war raged, something far more sinister stirred in the shadows. In the depths of forgotten tombs and cursed lands, the dead began to rise. Their hollow eyes glowed with an eerie light, their voices whispered of a long-lost king—and soon, all of Eldoria would tremble before the return of an ancient darkness.

Trash-talking fictional characters online was supposed to be harmless. But when Calvin- a relentless troll- went overboard, he gets thrown into a world where willpower is everything, as some kinda divine retribution. A world where belief empowered, doubt condemned and the strong impose their will on reality itself. The worst part? he’s soulbound to the very character he spent years relentlessly trashing. A supposed weak, useless and utterly hopeless girl. if she dies, so does he. With his only hopes of breaking free of the shackles binding them together, helping her rise to the pinnacle of power.

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti

What if you wake up on the morning of your fifteenth birthday to discover a system screen floating over your head? It means you are a Mystic, one of the hundred people born each year who have access to the Celestial system and powers of the universe. What if when you go to get registered as a Mystic at their Academy you discover that all the slots are taken? There are already a hundred mystics in the system. You are a strange anomaly that has never happened in a billion years. Well, you must be none other than Xavier Xerxes. The weird teenager who was bullied for his strange white skin, long snowy hair and pink eyes is now also a Mystic who shouldn't exist. It couldn't have gotten any worse for him. Now he has to attend Celestial Academy to get basic training in leveling up and growing into the full potentials of his powers so he can slay demons and battle monsters from real to realm. He has the opportunity to grow from a human to an Immortal, saving the world along the way. Cool, right? But there's one little problem. Xavier doesn't do anything that could pass off as stressful. No, he prefers to read books in the library. He loves to write stories and poems. He cries through romantic movies. He has never walked farther than a meter in his life. No sporting activity whatsoever. He hates violence. Now they expect him to carry a sword. He is supposed to turn his body into a weapon of destruction, and his mind into a fortress of power. What the hell? How is he expected to survive a day at Celestial Academy when he has been home schooled since he was a child? How is he supposed to kill a bloodthirsty troll when he is scared of spiders? Exercise drills, push ups, war games...meditating? Never before in his life! Right. We all have to wait and see. Hopefully he'll find a way not to die on the first day.