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"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

"You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] The taste of forbidden love is the sweetest agony!! They were fucking right. I, Frery Kane was whipped and captivated by a Lycan Shifter from the Bay Shifter pack in Paradise Bay. Drawn to him like a moth to a flame, an irresistible pull I couldn’t deny. Alpha Tor Gale, a Lycan Shifter of unparalleled strength, only of his kind, his blood as intoxicating as ambrosia, his presence a temptation, I couldn’t escape. He made me crave more than I should or was allowed. In Paradise Bay, Vampires and Shifters are bound by ancient laws, their rivalry etched into the marrow of our existence. To meet him was to defy centuries of hatred; to love him was to risk everything. Each secret meeting was a dance with death, a betrayal of the Paradise Vampire Coven, and a rebellion against the laws that chained us. But Tor was my forbidden desire, my beautiful torment, and my greatest weakness. I knew the cost of this love, a love that could ignite war and destroy us both. But how could I resist the one thing that made my immortal heart beat once more? Excerpt from Alpha Tor's POV: “So you’ve been following me,” Tor’s deep growl echoed in the icy cavern. His golden eyes caught the flicker of torchlight. His breath misted in the freezing air, curling like smoke between them. “What gave me away?” I responded my voice as low, deep, and steady. Tor laughed a deep rumble that shook the cavern walls. “You reek of desperation. Do you think I didn’t notice your scent clinging to the trees? Are your footprints melting the frost? What is it, vampire? What do you want from me?” My jaw clenched and my gaze didn’t waver. “Your blood,” I taunted as my voice was laced with coldness to see if he could be threatened by my words. “Your kind is... intoxicating. Forbidden. I can’t stop myself.” I expected him to cover but he stepped forward and responded “If it’s my blood you want,” he murmured, his voice low and teasing, “then come closer and take what you need” The words struck me like lightning, and a fiery heat surged through my veins. My beast clawed at my control, drawn to him in a way that defied logic. His gaze held mine, and for the first time in my life, I didn’t know whether to run or to stay. ___________________________________________________________________________________________ In the end, they called me a betrayer. A traitor to the Paradise Vampire Coven. But how could I hold back when I had tasted something far sweeter than immortality? Alpha Tor was my forbidden fruit, the Lycan Shifter Alpha who defied everything I was taught to hate. But when I surged forward, ready to face anyone who dared stand between us, fate revealed the old prophecy hidden in Hanka Island. Alpha Tor wasn’t just my lover, he was my lifetime mate, our bond blessed by the ancient magic of Hanka Island itself. And our love was not meant to follow the rules, it was meant to break them.

"Listen, buddy, your cock was the last thing that got inside me, so unless I’m having some kind of miracle baby, yeah, you’re the father. Congrats." — Raelynn had one goal that night—drown her sorrows in cheap whiskey after getting fired from her job. What she didn’t plan on was two surprises: one, a steamy night with a ridiculously good-looking stranger, and two, a $10,000 check for her the next morning. Jackpot, right? Wrong. Nothing could’ve prepared her for the biggest surprise of all—she’s pregnant. And the father? None other than Elion Vaelorian, the country’s richest and most powerful businessman, with a face that could melt ice... and a personality just as cold. What Raelynn doesn’t know is that Elion isn’t just any man. And the baby she’s carrying? Let’s just say it’s far from ordinary, and its existence could shake the foundations of the world she knows.

NEW CHAPTER RELEASE EVERY DAY FROM THE START OF NEXT MONTH. ××× It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every insult she hisses ignites his obsession, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

"I...Love you." "You're a black magician?" "Haven't you put the pieces together, you dumbass?" "YOU! You're the reason for my misfortunes!" "I'm sorry... I'm really sorry." What the hell is happening?! On the day Sienna received her inheritance, she was tragically hit by a truck and woke up inside the novel "The sun that melts the snowy mountain" in the body of Raina Atara Aillard, An important character's sister yet was never mentioned, the noblest lady yet disrespected. A story full of twist and turns, chaos, fun, and gloom.

[Warning: Contains Mature Content] "Beware of the tongue of a wicked woman. For it may tell a lie that would slay the world." Eighteen-Year-old rejected, wolfless and blind Zina is summoned to the capital to tell a vision for the ruthless and feared Alpha King of the North notoriously known as ‘The King Who Crowned Himself’. The result of Zina’s ‘false’ vision has the Alpha Prince and future Alpha Supreme, Daemon, banished from the capital to fight wars at the borders where only death awaits him in the hands of the famed Arising Rogues, and the even more famed Deformed. But Daemon survives fire, blood and claw, and not only does he survive, but six years later, he is back as Alpha Supreme, driven by vengeance against those who brought him down. Starting from his cunny siblings, to the eighteen-year old girl now twenty-four who spelt his destiny with just mere words, Daemon vows to leave no one unscathed. However Zina is well aware of her own treachery. Now the Theta to the same powerful werewolf house she told the dangerous lie against, and having tasted the bitter pill of betrayal from the very people she told the dangerous lie for, she is unwilling to resign to her fate just yet. But how do you melt the heart of a man that you once ruined? And how do you destroy a woman loved by all the common people, and perhaps, even the gods? Daemon will learn the hard way that not all vengeance can be taken, and not all debts can be collected. Secrets abound, the Deformed Werewolves are set to rise, and a rare chance at second mating befalls the two most unusual people. And now, one thing has become for sure—Daemon must first defeat the enemy outside, before he can truly confront her, who has become the enemy of his heart. **** Zina's back pressed against the wall as a taut body pinned her, their warmth mingling together. Four years of deadly anticipation had culminated into that very moment. His whispers caressed her ear, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the chill in the air down her spine. “Since you see visions so well, tell me Theta of my house, do you see the day you will die?” His breath ghosted over her skin, reminding her of a debt to be collected. Swallowing and maintaining a tight grip on her staff despite the body that burned against hers, she answered firmly. “I am afraid the gods haven’t shown me yet.” The man over her smiled shrewdly. His lips grazed her ear, his hot breath sending waves of sensation. “I believe in all of the names I have been called, one of them is god. So let me tell you that which you do not know… “…today is the day you will die.”

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

“Get your filthy hands off my wife!” Ford’s commanding voice boomed through the room. Mrs. Johnson, stunned, released Elena’s wrist immediately. Ford stepped forward, his eyes sharp and unyielding. “I chose her. I need her. She’s mine. Don’t ever think you have a right over her again. Consider this your only warning—to you and your daughter.” Taking Elena’s trembling hand in his, Ford led her away. His grip was firm yet reassuring, and for the first time in years, Elena felt protected. Sitting in the car, tears rolled down her cheeks. She couldn’t believe someone had stood up for her. Then, as her emotions overwhelmed her, Ford gently turned her face toward him kissing her with passion gradually Elena melted to his touch breaking her walls for the only man who stood by her. For a fleeting moment, Elena felt hope. What happens When Ford learns of Elena’s hidden son. As their love shatters after finding Elena’s Secret, he sends her packing. What happens when Ford finds out that the child born was from a mistake he made years ago while drunk. Will he be able to gain back Elena’s love? Would Elena find it in her heart to forgive?

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

She is afraid of the darkness. He is the ruler of it. He is the darkness she fears. She is the only light he loves and crave. She is the moon. He is the dark night sky. And she is his. His darkest obsession, possession, and fixation. ISABELLA RUSSO had everything anyone could ever dream of: wealth, a loving family, and loyal friends. A perfect, peaceful life. But the peace crumbled the moment she saved a man, ignoring his warning to protect him from the darkness, not knowing that he was the DARKNESS. By the moment she realized, it was too late, as he had already set his eyes on her. Yet she prayed to never cross paths with him again, unaware that he had another plan and so did her fate. She wished to be and live happily with her loved ones. Yet it just took one day for all of Isabella's wishes and life to shatter into pieces. Death of her parents, betrayed by her best friend, drugged, she entangled with the very darkness she feared who came to save her—Isabella lost everything in just one day. With nothing left, she chose to run away with the vow to return for revenge. Five years later, she returns with the twins she never expected and with the desire and determination to take revenge. Never once did Isabella imagine the darkness, she thought had forgotten her had been waiting for her like a predator with a cage ready to ensnare his prey. NICHOLAS COSTA was the darkness. The nightmare everyone feared. The ruler of the Costa Empire and Italy. The most dangerous devil of all, the mafia king. He was the darkest night sky without a moon or light. He never needed or wanted either. Until he met her. The night she saved him; she brightened his darkness like a moon and melted his cold heart. She became his moon and his darkest obsession. Now he wanted her. He would have her, and nothing could stop him. Even if it meant burning the entire world, he would have her. His moon. [Mature Content] [The second couple is MM]

Every step she takes towards him is another step in turning his dreams into reality. A mixed strange yet familiar surge of pain and happiness welled up from his chest, it made him difficult to breath. He gave his respectful bow as their eyes met, hiding a streaming tear against his cheeks. Everyone else followed in unison. His deep ocean blue eyes trembled in agitation, alas, it has been forever. He won`t miss this last chance to be with her in the altar. She felt her knees trembling. Once upon a thousand years ago, she was nothing but a subject needed to complete a divine prophecy. Seeing the look on their faces right now and how they bowed in utmost reverence, her heart melted in joy. Another pair of jet black eyes stared right into hers, there she found her refuge for her raging heart. The man with the purest jet black eyes just like hers, following her back from deepest slumber in oblivion, once again swept her off her feet. Once their eyes met, his body almost gave way. Her eyes, lips, nose, her presence, all of her... she is indeed the owner of the Last Imperial Crown.

Ayat never wanted this marriage. Ayan loved someone else. Forced into a bond neither of them chose, they found themselves trapped in a loveless relationship—or so they thought. As time passed, Ayat’s kindness and patience melted Ayan’s resistance, and love unexpectedly bloomed between them. Through hardships and happiness, they stood by each other, proving that love wasn’t just about choice—it was about fate. But just when everything seemed perfect, Ayat’s past returned, bringing a storm that shattered their fragile happiness. A single misunderstanding was enough for Ayan to walk away. He left, choosing distance over doubt. Will their love survive, or is this the end of a story that was never meant to begin?

On the day of Sloane’s long-awaited mating ceremony, her world shatters. When the pack is attacked by vicious rouges, Her mate and pack alpha is forced to choose between his mate Sloane and his first love, Celeste. Sloane’s sister. Ryland doesn’t hesitate to choose Celeste, and Sloane’s left to die in the brutal attack. Sloane barely survives, only to wake up to a far greater nightmare. Framed for betrayal. Stripped of her title. Exiled. But the goddess is done with her yet.. As she’s dragged to the borders, Alpha Alexander returns. The true heir. The ruthless warrior and Ryland’s older brother. The moment he lays eyes on Sloane, his wolf growls one undeniable word. Mate. Alexander has returned to reclaim what’s his. His pack, his title, and now, her. But Sloane has learned the hard way that mates can betray, and this time, she refuses to be weak. Because if Alexander truly wants her, he’ll have to fight for her. ~~~~~~ “Help me..” Sloane slurred, she barely felt the pain, her body was numb, her hands trembled as she pressed them against her stomach. Something is wrong. Her vision blurred and then she heard footsteps, heavy and desperate. She lifted her gaze and saw him, her mate. “Ryland…” She lifts her hand weakly, reaching for him. He’s here. He can save her. Ryland’s gaze lands on her, his face pale as he takes in the blood staining her dress. His jaw clenches. For a second, she thinks he’s going to come for her. But then his eyes shift. Past her. To the figure trapped behind her. Celeste. Sloane watched in horror as everything about him changed. The tightness in his expression melts away, replaced with relief. Ryland rushes past Sloane like she’s nothing. Drops to his knees before Celeste. “I’m here. I’ve got you.” His voice is full of warmth—love. A love he never had for Sloane. Ryland grabbed her hand instantly, holding it like she’s his entire world. Sloane couldn’t breathe. “Ryland,” she chokes out, her body shaking. “Please… help me. Our baby..” He doesn’t even look at her. “I won’t let anything happen to you, Celeste. I should have chosen you from the start.” He picked her up, ready to walk away. Sloane tried one last time, her voice weak. “Ryland….please..” Ryland paused to look at her, his gaze flickered to the blood that trickled down her legs then walked away with Celeste clinging unto his arm.

When Chi Lian dies on her earth, she wakes up in the body of another girl with the same name as her on a different earth. One with empires and royal families. Poor and desperate to survive, she is bound to a virtual pet system that can access technology from its home planet for her to use. There is just one catch. The only job she can do is that of a paparazzo. From there, she is determined to build herself a media empire and take back what her family lost. Her main news worthy targets are the most wanted but hard to get bachelors of the empire. They are rich, handsome and the media is afraid of publishing their pictures and information. But somehow, Chi Lian manages to do the impossible, she takes their pictures all the time. Which woman would not pay for their exclusive pictures and news after all. One in particular attracts her the most, The cold CEO and Professor Jun Muyang who everyone says is cold to women. With her technology and wits, Chi Lian and her adopted daughter find all ways to invade his space and in the process, steal his heart. But just how far is she willing to go to melt professor Ice cube's heart and keep her competitors at a distance? All those women in the empire who wanted Jun Muyang were waiting eagerly for her rejection. But it would be a long wait. Week one..." Jun Muyang, I bought you these flowers." Jun Muyang: "Get lost." Year one..."Baby I need another kiss." Chi Lian..."Get lost." Other works. Transmigrating from a zombie world to become the mecha kings wife[ongoing]

Lisa, an 18-year-old dreamer, finally arrives in Beijing, the city she has always longed to see. With passion and determination, she lands a job at Z&K, one of the most successful tech companies in China, specializing in animation, game development, and electronics. But what she doesn't expect is her cold and distant CEO—Felix. Felix, at just 19, carries the weight of an entire family on his shoulders. He supports 30 people, including his parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, and grandparents, without receiving so much as a thank you. Hardened by years of responsibility, he trusts no one and allows no emotions to show. But when Lisa enters his life, everything changes. Her kindness, warmth, and unshakable spirit begin to melt his icy heart. As romance blooms in the workplace, jealous rivals, betrayals, and family drama threaten to pull them apart. Hana, Lisa’s so-called friend, secretly desires Felix. Victor Wu, a powerful rival, sees Felix as an obstacle. And when Lisa’s cousin, Linda, arrives with dangerous intentions, their love is put to the ultimate test. Can Lisa break down the walls around Felix’s heart? Will Felix fight to protect the only person who has ever truly cared for him? Or will the enemies lurking in the shadows tear them apart forever? A story of love, power, and survival in the heart of Beijing—Love in Beijing will take you on an unforgettable journey of romance, heartbreak, and triumph.

Kazuma and Masako are a loving married couple who run a successful indie game development studio from their cozy home. After leaving the corporate world behind, they poured their hearts into creating hit games like Mori Journey, Exaslia, and their biggest success yet, Mori Adventure. Despite their professional success, the real magic lies in their personal relationship—a mix of playful teasing, deep affection, and unwavering support. Through late-night coding marathons, romantic anniversaries, unexpected livestream mishaps, and wholesome surprises, Kazuma and Masako navigate the challenges of both game development and marriage. Kazuma is the steady, hardworking coder, while Masako is the lively, creative artist with a penchant for mischief and teasing her husband. Together, they bring out the best in each other, blending love and laughter into their daily lives. From heart-melting romantic moments to hilarious hijinks, their story captures the highs and lows of balancing love, work, and dreams. Whether they’re surprising each other with heartfelt gifts, overcoming obstacles in game launches, or simply sharing quiet moments together, Kazuma and Masako prove that life is truly a game best played with your partner by your side. Their journey is a heartwarming tale of love, passion, and the joy of building worlds—both virtual and real—together. [3-4 chapters a week]

Isaiah's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. “You’ll be mine Aurélia,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You won't escape me, my little pony.” Before I could react, Isaiah pulled me close, his hand wrapping around my waist. His lips crashed onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all consuming a French kiss that left me breathless. I hated Isaiah for his arrogance, but his bad boy charm was undeniable. His touch ignited a fire within me, drawing me into his web of desire. I couldn't resist his romance no matter how hard I tried. Isaiah's eyes seemed to melt my resolve, his words touching my heart. “I fell for you at first sight,” he whispered. “Your eyes, your beauty, your kindness... you're mine Aurélia.” His possessiveness should have scared me, but instead, it sent a thrill through my veins. “You won't be able to run away from me,” Isaiah whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ll always be mine.” I knew I should resist, but his touch was addictive. I couldn't deny the sparks flying between us, or the way my heart skipped a beat when he held me close.

_Witchcraft & Wolfblood_ Elijah's kiss deepened, his hands exploring Aria's curves. Her body responded, melting into his touch. Aria's thoughts blurred, overwhelmed by the intensity of Elijah's passion. Just as suddenly, Alpha Elijah broke away, his chest heaving. "You're mine, Aria," he declared. Aria's lips parted, her voice barely audible. "Yours?" Elijah's eyes burned with possessiveness. "Mine to protect, mine to keep safe." Aria's heart raced, unsure what to make of Elijah's claim. _Witchcraft & Wolfblood_ is a captivating tale of love, magic, and moonlight, where two sworn enemies must choose between loyalty, power, and their hearts.

Jessica never expected a coffee delivery to lead to a life-changing opportunity. Hired as an assistant at MECH, she’s thrust into the cold, controlling world of Jason, the billionaire CEO who keeps everyone at a distance. But as she works for him, she starts to see that there’s more to Jason than his icy exterior. Will Jessica be the one to break through his walls, or will she be just another person he pushes away? Will Jessica melt the heart of a man who refuses to love?

Rong Xinghe with an indescribably painful past: from being thrown down a running train by her own family at 13 to getting stabbed in the heart by the one she believed to be her one true love. She went through it all, building her foundation over the ashes of that very past, by the dint of her unconditionally supportive, 6 sworn brothers. Xi Yuan, an astoundingly successful businessman with an equally horrid childhood. Haunted by Acute Autism since birth, the man had to watch the two people he dearly cherished get killed right in front of his eyes at the age of 15. Both, troubled by their darkness, brought together by fate at a party. While it was love at first sight for him, her fears were too deep for her to realize the unexplainable emotions stirring her heart to just his presence. One, the Queen of Bullets; another, the King of Business. This is a tale of those two melting into each other...

(UPDATES: EVERY SUNDAY 2 P.M IST) "You have always been the joker of this gamble of lives my dear, and now is the time to use our Ace." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . To the world, she is an angel fallen from hell, but for him, she is a doll made of glass, and he is scared that his slightest move would break her. Her eyes are the most innocent things he had ever seen in his entire life; they melt him down, and her wrath is something he admires most. His lady, his chérie, his 'Lia. When the broken, scared girl accidentally encounters with the Chief of a Republic Security Stability Organization, 'Lewis Hanniel,' he finds what he was looking for. He decides to create her as a weapon, but her life takes twists and turns after meeting Lewis's son, Cade. Her safe place, her fantasy, her king. Under her control... NOTE: This story is in AU and nothing to do with this universe. It does not support anything which is going around in this world.

Cheated on by her fiancé weeks before their wedding, Sara, vowed to never love again. Men could not be trusted, especially with a woman's heart. She had made the mistake once, and that was more than enough for her. Never again would she make the same mistake to give her heart to another. But her resolve began to waver when she came across her new boss, Alexander Legend, a man whose reputation in his expertise and ruthlessness in business preceded him. Respected and feared by many, but to Sara, he was an annoying pest she wished she never met. Too persisted for her liking yet, she finds herself falling, slowly melting in his presence. Getting used to his stolen kisses and hugs and sometimes anticipating them. °°°°° Excerpts “You will fall for me, Sara. One day, I'll have your heart too,” Alex drawled. His voice had a seductive allure that had her heart racing. The fact that his hand was leisurely resting around her waist didn't help her either. “Try as much as you want to,” despite her body begging for his touch, Sara was determined to reject him today and any other day. She couldn't make the same mistake again. “You won't succeed in your seduction. NOT NOW. NOT EVER.” Alex smirked, kissed behind her ear and her body trembled, much to his satisfaction. That was all he needed to keep purising the stubborn woman in his arms right now. “We shall see, Miss Ambrose,” he cooed and then released her. He returned to his seat and asked in a professional tone. “What is my schedule for today?”

Genre & Tags: Billionaire/Office romance, pregnancy, Arranged marriage, forbidden love, Love triangle, haunting past, Dark secrets. •SYNOPSIS• What is the definition of LOVE to the poor and orphaned Iris Norbert?.. It's nothing else but.. L – Longing O – Only V – Victimizes E – Emotionally Because why?... Love to her is added struggles, pain and self-loathing. However, fate rewrote this definition after that night... That memorable night that got her pregnant for an enigmatic billionaire, Harrison Brooks, whom she met in his drunken state at the bar… Realizing what happened during the long night, Iris fled in fear but when he wakes up, the billionaire is relentless in searching for the girl who took his virginity just the same way he took hers.... What happens when she gets employed in his company but none of them recognizes the other?.. Why do his voice, cologne and bodybuild seem so familiar to her?.. What's that crack and melt in his heart?.. TWIST?.. What happens when fate mercilessly unravels the fact that Iris' female-college bully is Harrison's betrothed whom he must get married to within six months…? Not just that.. What if a past event comes haunting, one day, when things were just about to get better?.. What wins?.... Love or obligation??.. Fate or fear?... BUCKLE UP FOR TWISTS, TURNS AND DRAMA GALORE

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [PLEASE NOTE] [THERE'S NOT A SINGLE NTR IN THIS NOVEL UNLIKE THE FIRST ONE.]

When I (Cas, formerly of Earth) transmigrated into this hellscape, I expected magic kung fu and cool sword fights. Instead, I got: Dimensional rifts vomiting out soul-eating squirrels and glaciers that scream. A cultivation system that ranked me “Worse Than Trash Tier.” (Thanks, anonymous ancestor!) The Otherworldly Tourist System, a deranged travel agency that rewards me for “sightseeing” in eldritch hellscapes. (“Take a selfie with that sleeping Lava Worm! 500 TP!”) My vacation package includes: ✔️ Tourist Points to buy god-tier gear (Divine Sunscreen: 200 TP! “Don’t melt, Host!”). ✔️ Gacha spins. (Got a new technique! And a lot of trauma!) ✔️ Sarcastic commentary as I outrun cosmic horrors. (“Host’s survival rate: 2%. Upsell suggestion: Premium Burial Plot™?”) Turns out, Earth’s monsters are just the previews. The System’s hiding cosmic wars, godly realms, and a tiny apocalypse brewing. But who needs answers when you’ve got a five-star review to leave for a screaming glacier? Cultivation. Tourism. Survival. Let’s hope I’m good at two of those.

Venus Bellingham is a rookie police officer from a renowned family of extremely talented police officers. But she lacks even the basic skills needed to do the job: she can't shoot a gun without missing her target; she can barely hold her own in a fight; and she always ends up landing herself in trouble. As a result, Venus' father scorns her for being a disgrace to the family. To win her father's approval, she takes on a life threatening case by herself, without telling her superiors. She goes undercover to investigate the most dangerous mafia gang, The Inferno, while pretending to work for them. But the stakes are high: risk being found out by the The Inferno, and their leader, Danté, will kill her. If she is found out for going undercover against orders, she could lose her badge, which is the only way she has to make her father proud. She makes unexpected friends along the way, including the funny and soft hearted gentleman from The Inferno, Nick, who makes it clear from the first moment he met her that he genuinely cares about her - maybe more than she realizes. Or, the stoic and mysterious Damian, also part of The Inferno, who has his frozen heart melted by Venus, bringing out the warm, soft version of himself that he hides well. And then there is the handsome and intriguing leader, Danté, who even threatens to kill her the first night that they meet. Though he infuriates (and often scares) Venus, she finds herself drawn to him, for he was more than the monster she initially thought him to be. He would burn the world for the one he loved, and those that try to take her from him. As she uncovers the secrets of the mafia and a dark truth hidden within the police, Venus will face danger and broken trust, making her question who the real bad guys were; and where her loyalties should lie. She learns from the mafia how to become a stonger person and what it means to be seen for the person she is instead of the person she needs to be. She might be stronger than she knows... As Venus unravels the mysteries of both worlds, will the newfound strength she gains be enough to face the challenges that lie ahead? And will an enemy turn out to be the one to kindle romance in her tattered heart?

Nobody sees Ellie. They see Mason, this awkward, lanky kid who barely speaks. The one who hides under hoodies, head down, trying to blend into walls. They don’t see the girl trapped underneath, the one who’s been screaming into pillows and mirrors for years, begging to be real. Then comes Zoe. Bright, loud, unapologetically queer Zoe—someone who doesn’t give a damn about fitting in. She’s everything Ellie isn’t allowed to be. And in a wild, reckless moment, Ellie tells her truth: "I'm not Mason. I'm Ellie." It’s terrifying and electric—like ripping off a mask that’s melted into your skin. For the first time, someone sees her. Her best friend Jamie doesn’t flinch. Her little sister almost says, “I knew it.” And in stolen moments, Ellie starts to live—tiny rebellions like growing her hair, whispering her name to the mirror, running a secret Instagram where she can just be. Every step is a victory, but every victory has a price. Her father’s rage is a thunderstorm—loud, blinding, impossible to reason with. Her mother’s tears are quieter but sharper, like glass splinters under her skin. Teachers shrug her off; classmates whisper. Even some friends scatter. When home finally breaks her, Ellie runs. Nowhere to go, but anywhere is better than a house that feels like a prison. Coming out isn't a happy ending; it's a battle. Therapy, support groups, filling out name-change forms while strangers look at her like she’s a freak. Every small victory—being called her real name, the first hormones kicking in, a prom dress that fits—feels like a stolen breath. But it's enough. Enough to keep fighting. Because Ellie isn't just surviving. She's becoming. And that’s something no one—not her father, not her school, not the world—can take from her.

The first time they met, he misunderstood her, thinking that she was the kind of woman who only cared about fame and money, and also accidentally “ate” her beyond imagination. The second time they met, he was a cold CEO, and she was his 24-hour personal secretary. Although she knew his reputation outside, she gave her heart to him. Antonio Martinez, CEO of Martinez Group, handsome and talented. Because of a failed love affair and being betrayed by the person he loved the most, he never believed in love again because he had thrown himself into a life filled with coldness and indifference. However, when she kissed him, his heart fluttered for the first time, and his long-frozen heart suddenly melted. She appeared before him again, but she became his secretary. Can her appearance warm his heart, make him fall in love again? Can she win his love?

Following her grandmother’s wishes, Oh Ha-na inherits a matchmaking agency. However, the agency caters only to a very specific clientele – wealthy bachelors with commitment issues. Enter billionaire jewellery tycoon and third-generation chaebol heir, Cha Ji-hoon. A notorious bachelor and workaholic who feels dating is a frivolous distraction from his responsibilities. Numerous attempts by his family to get him married have failed because he throws himself into work to avoid emotional connection. Despite this, women flock to him, drawn to his wealth and handsome looks. With a reputation for being ruthless in business and aloof in relationships, Ha-na takes on the challenge of finding Ji-hoon a perfect match. Can she melt his icy heart and find his perfect match? Or will she realize that she has been his ideal match all along? ~~~ [WSA 2025 Entry] [Note: This book is a clean, slow-burn romance. Character relationships will be explored more on emotional connection and less on physical attraction. Reader discretion is advised.] We'll have two side couple romance apart from our main couple storyline. Their stories will be shown simultaneously along with the lead couple, but in lesser frequency. Main: Boss Lady FL X Bigshot ML (First Love/High School Sweethearts) Side A: Hopeless Romantic FL X Single Dad ML (One-night Stand) Side B: Paralyzed FL X Celebrity ML (Second Chance First Love/High School Sweethearts)