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*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy

[MATURE CONTENT] He wanted to ruin her by every means but what happens when he is the one who becomes her protector in an enemy kingdom?   Can she survive in a kingdom where nothing but hostility awaits her? Synopsis:   In the year 299 of the Lunar System, a mysterious red streak fell to Earth, landing in unclaimed territory between the kingdoms of Eldoria and Selvarys. The discovery of magical red stones sparked a decade-long war between the two nations. To end the bloodshed, the kings of Eldoria and Selvarys arranged a marriage between Princess Cynthia, whose reputation in high society was marred by scandal, and Prince Lucian, the illegitimate son of Selvarys’s king. Princess Cynthia, known as a villainess and troublemaker, had recently faced a broken engagement. Despite her notoriety, she agreed to the marriage to stop the war and save her people. Prince Lucian, recently returned from the battlefield, despised the thought of marrying an enemy princess. However, as an illegitimate prince, obeying the king’s command was his only way to survive the palace conspiracies. In a marriage marked by mutual disdain and distrust, can they put aside their hatred and learn to live together? Or will the hostility surrounding them in the enemy kingdom be too great to overcome? Excerpt: “Your Highness, why do you always avoid looking at me when you speak?” Cynthia asked, her tone firm as she tilted her head curiously. “Is it because you can’t keep eye contact with me?” she added her words carrying a subtle edge. To Lucian, her remarks felt like thinly veiled criticism he heard countless times. He clenched his jaw, then raised his eyes, meeting Cynthia's gaze with his striking green-emerald eyes. “Are you mocking me, Your Highness?” Lucian asked quietly and lifted Cynthia's chin, leaning in closer, his eyes reflected his irritation at the princess’s harsh remarks, their faces nearly touching.  “Well, it doesn't matter to me. As long as you perform your duty as my wife properly, I will have nothing against you. But the moment you fail in your obligations,” his hand slipped on her shoulders as he stared deeply into her eyes.  “It’s the moment you will regret this marriage. You will regret marrying into an enemy kingdom where you have no one to protect you from harm. Where not even your husband is by your side.”  A soft chuckle escaped Cynthia, confusing the man before her. “I will not regret any of it. You will regret it when you fall in love with someone you don't even wish to see,” she mumbled. Disclaimer: This is enemies to lovers. Read only if this is your cup of tea! Volume 1: Married to The Enemy (Completed) Volume 2: Hatred (Completed) Volume 3: Revenge (Ongoing) Support the book with Power Stones, Golden Tickets and gifts!

MATURE CONTENT: No rape element or non-consensual sex. Rivalry, death, bloodbath, massacres; in that order - the war between the Italian Mafia and the Russian Mafia was not a smooth sailing. Alessandro Ruffo, who had just taken over from the former Don of the Italian Mafia, finds himself wedged between enemies who hunted for his blood and would do anything to have the Italian mafia empire taken away from him. Regardless, Alessandro was strong enough to take them down and is recorded as the mob boss with the most kills. However, Aless’ strength wavers when a weakness, in the form of an eighteen-year-old autistic girl, walks into his life. Swan Skylar, the younger sister of the man who ran away with his money, becomes Alessandro's newest obsession and his weakness. When his enemies figured this out, Swan's life is put in danger and Aless must do everything in his power to protect her even if it meant accepting defeat at the hands of his enemies ~ “I will–I will serve you in place of what my brother owes you.” Alessandro relaxes into his sitting stance, regarding her in a mesmerizing gaze. “How so?” His gruff tone resounded in his enormous office. “I–I can help you wash the dishes or wash your clothes or clean your shoes or—” She is interrupted by Alessandro suddenly jerking onto his feet and ambling towards her in a polished stance. “Raise your head.” Alessandro's command is calm and relaxing. When she doesn't respond, Alessandro takes her chin in his delicate fingers and tilts it up slowly until she meets his gaze. He stared dreamily at her bright, sparkling blue eyes and whispered gruffly, “What is your name, amore mio?” “Swan.” She responded softly. “Alright, Swan. How about serving me with something different? Take for instance, your body.” WARNING: The female protagonist of this novel is autistic and might display the behavior of an eight-year-old.

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?

From fleeing for your safety and enrolling in a school filled with psychopaths… to being claimed by a deranged alpha prince? Yeah, you’re better off dead. • . • Jules’ life was picture perfect until his entire family got murdered all of a sudden, with him being the only survivor. A savior swooped In because he was still in immense danger, and that led to Jules taking on a new identity and becoming a completely different person overnight— and enrolling into Carnivals, a prestigious all-boys school for all supernatural beings. In Carnivals, monsters lurk the dark hallways and the strong preyed on the weak. You either become a predator or a prey… and from one look at Jules— a boy too pretty for his own good, with a slender and petite build, it was obvious that he was gonna be eaten alive by the predators. Here comes Blaze, a wolf who sends shivers down every predator’s spine in the school, an insanely hot Alpha who was as dangerous and deranged as the rumors claimed. He took one glance at Jules and decided there and then that Jules belonged to him. *** I inched backwards, eyes widening even more as my eyes zeroed in on the smirk tugging at the side of his lips. Blaze never smiled, and whenever he does, it never meant anything good. My heartbeat quickened as I scrambled backwards even more, breath stuttering to a stop as he began to narrow the distance between us. In no time, my back was plastered against the cold wall and that was when it hit me right in the chest that I was cornered and ensnared, like an actual prey… by none other than Blaze, when I had thought my life couldn’t get any worse. He towered over me effortlessly, emitting so much dominance and I had to tilt my head backwards for me to be able to meet his dark eyes, and my breath hitched when our eyes locked. He leaned down and my eyes snapped closed at once as I held my breath, waiting for him to strike. I’ve heard all the horrifying, endless rumors about him. He was an Alpha Prince whose presence someone like me should never be in. When I felt the tip of his cold nose glide over the length of my throat, my mouth fell open to release a startled gasp. He dragged in a long, audible breath and I felt a shiver rattle down my spine as I grew even stiffer, confusion clouding my mind. What was happening? Why was he doing this out of nowhere? Oh my gosh… he really was a deranged alpha like everyone says! *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: - Bullying. - Drug use. - Smut [a whole lot of it.] - Violence. - Harem [not between the main characters.] So… proceed with caution, you’ve been warned! *I don’t own the rights to the cover!

The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her nightgown, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The moonlight caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

Orion’s Dad was involved in a shady deal, his mom by accident revealed the secret. And for this, Orion's Parent was killed to cover up a secret. He acknowledged that his dad might be wrong, but his mom??? “Why!”. He thought he would get justice for what they did to his parents, but even the balance of justice was tilted to those in power. Consumed of rage and revenge, he made a plot to avenge his parents but met the unexpected. Just when it was about to end, The Devil visited, himself. The catch, He will be god. The sacrifice? ‘blows air’. I met the devil for a deal, little did I know I was the deal. Because the devil said, “You're already mine, you will have to fight me to be free from my grip”. And I know, only a god can kill the devil. Orion Lace, is a young adult protagonist, driven by revenge and anger. With the circumstances behind his death and resurrection, Orion had developed to be an avid killer without remorse, no matter how small or big the entity/human/monster was, it’ll be brought down by Orion’s blade. To him, this world is a Predator-Prey playground. You either kill or be killed. His motto “Once I mark you, you’re my prey”. 'Flips Card' ♠️

Plagued by the same dream every night Hazel refused to fall asleep but just like always her eyelids grew heavy and she succumbed to sleep. She somewhat found herself in the same dream again but this time around the interior of the room looked more lavished than her room. She held her breath when she heard footsteps but the sound faded right after door. She clenched her dress out of anxiousness as she awaited the man who has been visiting her in her dreams. A cold wind passed in the room as it snuffed out the only source of light and a shiver ran down her spine . She was determined to know who this man actually was and so held her ground even though she was scared . She felt a hand grab her waist and she tilted her head to look at his face . As if on cue lightning striked revealing an impeccably handsome face which she had never met before , what caught her eyes the most were his red eyes ' a vampire !' she thought frozen. Never had she ever imagined the person to be a vampire. She tried pulling herself out of his embrace but his grip prevented her . "You're mine" he whispered and she felt goosebumps on her skin before she could comprehend what was happening he dipped his head in her neck , marking her as his forever. Hazel was the youngest daughter of the renowned duke Donovan Wiltchiz, she was not only overshadowed by her elder sister but was barely noticeable in society because her parents would let her sister have all the attention. Due to this she recoiled into the shadows of her sister and fell in love with the gardener's son almost forgetting about the outside world until the night of hallow when the lord of the land , the lord of darkness Sylvester Reigns claims her as his when they haven't even met before

In the desolate and barren South, an empire is always in turmoil. The Empire of Dragons.  Majestic and mystical beings, dragons possess a great power that is both astonishing and terrifying. Their voracious flames devour all life in their path. A decade-long conflict between the North and South was ignited by a story that had been long forgotten. A legend born in the dawn of time. The dragons, once ferocious, were now miserable creatures, cursed with a heart of stone, suffering the agony of eternal cold. The torment eats away at their very essence, both body and soul. Even Irish, was no exception. Nightmares slowly gnawed at his sanity as time passed.  Overwhelmed by despair, Irish sought a flicker of hope, a release from his suffering. The moment their eyes met, the world around him seemed to tilt on its axis. A delicate, ethereal creature, its pristine white fur as soft as cloud fluff, carried a sweet, airy fragrance, offered solace to his weary soul.  The journey of a fragile soul through a chaotic world, searching for the radiant light of peace. [slowburn, mid-angst, violence]

A collection of wild, weird, and wondrous tales that will intertwine with time! The world of Enverdolmal is on the edge of war as dark and menacing powers begin to make their moves from the Shadows, slowly tilting the balance of Aether -the magical energy that fuels everything in existence- in their favor.  Demons test their prison seals... Witches gather seeking chaos and anarchy... Monsters are on the march under strange and unknown banners... The long-lost Elemental Dragons are due to return... Our story is told through the eyes of approx 15 characters, starting with a knight by the name of Bastion Ridder who finds himself in the middle of it all. Garth Verlore -the famous and sprawling school where he was set to teach- falls under siege by forces that no one seemed to see coming, and he must do all that he can (while fighting alongside staff and students alike) to see to it that he doesn't become the one last knight... With classes like "Dragon Slaying 101" and "Goblin Battle Tactics" Bastion knew that this would be no small feat... It all started so well, but eventually everyone falls...Be it in love or war. Or even the classroom! Knights & Mages. Dragons & Goblins. Spirits & Demons & Witches And so very much more awaits you in this tale of triumph, chaos, love, war, betrayal, and loss. Are you ready to turn one last page? Read one last story? lose one last knight?

Leon had always been an unlikely romantic. Beneath his imposing frame, tattooed arms, and reputation as a street fighter, he hid a secret: a love for romance novels. In a room cluttered with stuffed toys, bookshelves stacked with novels adorned with delicate covers, and a cozy pink pajama set with pandas, Leon was lost in another world. His rough exterior belied a softer side that very few people had ever glimpsed. For Leon, life was full of contradictions. Despite his soft-hearted nature, he had been caught up in the gritty life of a gangster since he was a teenager. It wasn’t something he had sought out, but trouble always seemed to find him. With a face that looked like it was sculpted for brawls, people tended to assume he was a delinquent. Rejected by peers who feared his intimidating looks, and drawn into a gang when no one else would accept him, Leon had played the role assigned to him, even if it wasn't the life he truly desired. Then, one night, during a gang war that should have been like any other—full of swinging fists, snarling threats, and rules about keeping it to fists and blades—a gunshot echoed. Leon felt a searing pain in his head. The world tilted, then everything went black.

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

Theon’s lips curled into a defiant smile, though his heart pounded in his chest. “Perhaps,” he replied. “But I’ve learned that losing everything makes a man impossible to break.” *************** Theon Quintin, the Sun-Kissed Prince, once lived a life of grandeur as the beloved heir to the Quintin Kingdom. With golden hair that shone like sunlight and a smile that captivated all, he was destined for greatness. But everything changed when his darkest secret was revealed. “A prince who cannot uphold the pride of an alpha is no prince of mine,” the king declared. “Leave, and never darken the gates of this castle again.” Banished and disgraced, Theon was cast out into a world that viewed him as an anomaly—an alpha who had conceived a child. In a time when alphas were revered as dominant and unyielding, his existence was seen as a shameful contradiction. Stripped of his title and home, Theon rebuilt himself from nothing. Years passed, and whispers of his brilliance began to spread through the kingdoms. But when his path crosses with that of Skye Romanov, the powerful and enigmatic king of a neighboring land, Theon finds himself drawn into a web of politics, power, and forbidden desire. Skye, the King of Eryndale, is as ruthless as he is magnetic. Known for his mysterious aura and commanding presence, he has no equal. When he catches sight of Theon, their connection is instant—a spark that neither can deny. But as they navigate the treacherous waters of alliances and betrayals, they must confront the forces that seek to tear them apart. In a world where their love is forbidden and their positions make them enemies, can Theon and Skye find a way to defy destiny and claim a love that could reshape kingdoms? Excerpt. “You stand before a king,” Skye murmured, his voice low and steady, carrying the weight of unspoken challenge. “Do you truly believe you have something to offer me?” Theon met his gaze without wavering, his golden hair catching the dim candlelight of the throne room. He was no longer the prince who trembled at the thought of failure; the years had carved resilience into his soul. “I do,” Theon said softly, his voice steady yet filled with quiet conviction. “You may be the king of this land, but even a king needs someone to stand beside him.” Skye tilted his head, a flicker of amusement dancing in his sharp, dark eyes. “And you think you’re that person?” he asked, leaning forward slightly as though daring Theon to falter. “Yes,” Theon replied without hesitation. “Because unlike everyone else, I’m not afraid of the man behind the crown.”

~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.

In my dying moment, I realized I was an extra in a novel with just one line. Resurrected, I resolved to survive before worrying about the original story. Destined to be the villain’s cruel madness, my medicine against it… His blue eyes sparkled fiercely. “Wish to die?” ‘No, I want to live.’ On the brink of collapse, I wrapped my trembling hands around the man’s neck. “Haah…” Insanity. His breath felt exhilarating. Is it perverse to find his breath refreshing? Wiping the drool off my lips, I gazed up at him dazedly. His madness overflowing, his handsome appearance belied his impending doom as the villain. Perfect. Just stick around and return home… But life never goes as planned. When did the once ice-cold man start to change, shedding his iron walls to become temptingly wicked? “Shall we get engaged?” He lifted my hand, kissing it deeply. “Why, why are you doing this?” “Where do you think you’re going without me?” He tilted his head slightly, flashing a sly smile. My face reddened, and his lips curled mischievously. Aren’t you an extra too? Why act like the male lead! I only needed the madness as a cure, but now I’m entangled with the villain, destined to vanish before the original story begins.

In a universe where game and reality collide, an NPC character named Alexis Tilt—known in the virtual world of "Boundless" as the master strategist—finds himself ripped from his familiar, coded world and thrust into the hustle and bustle of modern-day Japan. When a hacker's sabotage wreaks havoc on the Global Game World Server, "Boundless Adventure" is consumed by glitches and fractures that send Alexis and other NPCs into the real world, not to mention the waves of creatures from his game world that threaten to appear every day at noon! As Alexis explores his new surroundings, curiosity overtakes him, and instead of scrambling to return, he finds himself captivated by the real world’s unprogrammed beauty and unpredictable rhythms. Now, he’s not just figuring out how to live; he’s learning how to thrive as a restaurant manager, navigating the daily grind with humor, curiosity, and tactical finesse. But the challenges of his digital past aren’t far behind. As creatures and beasts spawn into his new life during midday “Waves,” Alexis and other displaced NPCs from his world must join forces to protect the real world from Boundless Adventure’s perils, using strategy and bravery in ways he never anticipated. Will Alexis find a new calling in this world? Dive into a thrilling tale where gaming’s fantasy meets real-world challenges, adventure meets discovery, and every day brings new battles and surprises for Alexis in this new fresh, unscripted life that he stumbled upon.

As a good-looking Beta with a good family background, Duan Jiayan has lived a smooth sailing life for more than ten years, till he met Lu XingCi in high school. Lu XingCi’s family situation is better than his, he is taller than him and plays basketball better than him. Needless to say, his grades are a whole tier above Duan JiaYan’s. Even his friends can’t help but occasionally praise Lu XingCi. Most importantly, every girl that Duan JiaYan has set his sights on, all admitted that they have liked Lu XingCi for a few years already. Since then, Duan Jiayan has never thought well of Lu XingCi, till the day he received his new medical report. He is a late-blooming Omega, and because he became an Omega this late, it came with dire consequences. Now Alphas will feel the need to beat up other people whenever they come near Duan JiaYan. He himself is now allergic to every Alpha’s pheromone, except Lu XingCi’s. * One night during a self-study session, Duan Jiayan became extremely uncomfortable and ended up asking Lu XingCi to bite him and leave a temporary mark. After finishing the bite, Lu Xing asked: “We Alphas have very bad tempers, now that I’ve bitten you, are there any rewards?” “Why don’t you…” Duan Jiayan tentatively asked: “Be a little more generous?” “Sure,” the other party kneeled slightly and tilted down his head, exposing his white neck: “Then you’ve to also bite back. Once you do, I won’t make a fuss anymore.” Duan Jiayan: “…” Campus tyrant / Young master / Campus male god Top X Campus punk / Carefree Bottom T/N: I’m picking this up because I binged this in a few days and fell in love with the couple ;;; and I want to take this chance to improve my Chinese, as well as help provide translations for those who aren’t able to read it in raws!

Life is given for free but happiness comes with a cost that many can't afford to pay. *********** Even with the dark grey clouds that hovered over the vast sky and the dim light provided by the fire torch that was on the verge of being blown off by the wind, he could still see the glimmer in her eyes. The very same glimmer that appeared in those brown eyes everytime she was happy and for some reason, tonight he was unable to resist hir urges to steal a part of her. She was still standing by the door waiting for him to leave but he had not taken more than three steps before he halted and turned. His features were darker in contrast to the white shirt that he wore and the look on his face was a predatory one. Instead of getting scared, she watched him take the three stairs that led to her room's door and he was a few inches away from her, he finally spoke up. "If there is one thing that I hate, it's having regrets and I know that I will regret if I do not do this." A part of her was confused by his words and another part felt like she knew what he meant by those words. Before she even had a chance to contemplate on what he had just said, he leaned closer, curled his index finger on her pointed chin and tilted her in an angle such that she could feel his cold breath on her face that caused a shiver to run down her spine. Like she had been hypnotized, all she could do was to stare in those obsidian eyes that had held her captive. "This is a mistake that I want to commit again and again." His breath fanned on her face and goosebumps formed on her skin. Not because of the wind, but because of the effect he had on her. If it was some time before, she would have probably pushed him away or maybe escaped but as time had passed by, her feelings towards him had changed...

Volume 1: Whispers Of Desires: A Sense Of Duty In a world where duty and love collide, Nia, the eldest daughter of an aristocratic family, finds herself thrust into a political alliance with the ruthless Vampire King, Kiyoshi. As both kingdoms grapple with the mysterious disappearance of human and vampire children, Nia and Kiyoshi embark on a journey to uncover the truth. Amidst the chaos and danger, a forbidden romance blossoms between Nia and Kiyoshi. Bound by duty, they navigate the treacherous path of their arranged marriage, while their hearts yearn for something more. Together, they must unravel the dark secrets that haunt their kingdoms and find a way to bring peace and justice to their people. "You may kiss the bride," proclaimed the officiant. Nia froze, panicked. She had never been kissed before! Sensing her unease, King Kiyoshi gently tilted her chin upward. His eyes were cold and yet she found herself trusting him despite her misgivings. His lips brushed against hers, soft and tentative at first, then with growing confidence. His kiss was not demanding or forceful, but rather a tender exploration of her mouth. It sent a shiver through her body, making her heart race and her cheeks flush with heat. As they turned to face their kingdoms, cheers erupted, both within the hall and from the masses gathered outside. Though nervous for what was to come, Nia could not help but feel a sense of elation. She was the Queen of Ivamis, and her husband was the most powerful king in the land. The weight of their responsibilities was not lost on her, but she also knew that they would face these challenges together...hopefully. Volume 2: Whispers Of Desires: A Sense Of Truth In the kingdoms of Niameda, Althea, and Ivamis, trade ships are mysteriously vanishing without a trace. When Kazi, the fierce General of Niameda and sister to Queen Nia of Ivamis, risks her life to save the King of Althea from an assassination attempt, he offers her an unthinkable reward - marriage to his arrogant second son, Prince Azreal. Repulsed by the idea of being bound to a man in a society that demands female submission, Kazi hatches a daring plan. She disguises herself as a male guard to infiltrate Althea's royal family and investigate the missing trade ships from the inside. However, her deception takes an unexpected turn when she is assigned as Prince Azreal's personal guard. As the charming yet infuriating Prince slowly breaks down Kazi's defenses, an undeniable attraction begins to simmer between them. But their growing feelings are built on a foundation of lies. Prince Azreal believes his guard is a man, while Kazi hides her true identity and motive for being in Althea. Tensions mount further as romantic rivals pursue Kazi, unaware of her disguise. In a race against time to uncover the truth behind the vanishing ships before it shatters the fragile peace between kingdoms, Kazi realizes the enemy may be close. Can a relationship born from deception survive? And will she unmask the real culprit before all three kingdoms are consumed by tragedy? Volume 3: Whispers Of Desires: A Sense Of Courage Adanna, a plus-size woman of 27 and the third of her family's daughters, fears the inevitable label of spinster as she remains unmarried. Frustrated with her lack of prospects, she decides to take her search for a husband into her own hands. After one attempt ends in disappointment, a friend suggests a bold alternative: a journey to another kingdom, where a competition for a Duke's hand awaits. But this isn't just any kingdom-it's Aerionia, a realm of griffin riders. Accompanied by Princess Serena, sister of King Kiyoshi, Adanna ventures to compete, only to find herself caught up in more than courtly games. A mysterious series of threats and the Duke's father's sudden disappearance cast a shadow over the contest. Will Adanna find the love she seeks, or will danger eclipse her dreams?

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

“He knew he should not go easy on her, but his heart is challenging his mind…” (Warning: Novel is r-18 with strong mature content but NO rape and violence!) **** Arya Tan, a beautiful, young, wannabe actress, was in a difficult situation that her only option was to agree on a deal offered to her to save her loved ones' lives. The deal was to make the aloof man named Ryu Ken fall in love with her, only to leave him heartbroken and devastated afterward. Would she succeed, and if she did, would she be able to escape Ryu’s wrath? Ryu Ken, a ruthless CEO who never gave a second glance to any woman how-much-ever beautiful she was, gave his heart to one woman. And despite his warnings, the woman broke his heart and left him. So he vowed to find her and punish her as brutally as he could. But could he really punish her when deep in his heart it was still her he longed to be? Could love overcome the hate buried in his heart? ====== Excerpt: "Leaving already? You seem to be in such a rush to talk to me. Why don't you spill it out now?" Stunned, Arya wondered if she was hallucinating. The voice was very familiar. The man's arm encircled her waist, abruptly pulled her towards him. He then leaned forward and scornfully whispered into her ear, "Aren't you here to negotiate? I was hoping you had a better offer." She tilted her head to look up at the rude man and was left open-mouthed looking at a familiar face. She was shocked but mumbled, "Ryu?" Ryu smirked and stared at Arya's slightly opened lips and said, "Did you miss me? How about this?" Before Arya could utter another word, Ryu captured her lips abruptly and kissed her roughly. ========== Author's Note: Hope you enjoy reading this ORIGINAL novel of mine (It's absolutely a happy ending! Author hates the sad endings!). Many thanks in advance for your support. With Lots of Love, EUSTOMA_reyna Other Books: (www.linktr.ee/eustoma_reyna) The General Who Hates Me (completed) The Doctor Who LOVES Me (completed) The Law of Attraction (completed) Kiss Me Not (in writing) The Untamed: Game of Hearts (in writing) The Crown's Entrapment (in writing) contact me at: Discord Link: https://discord.gg/PNGkTUy Instagram: eustoma_reyna Facebook Page: @eustoma.reyna The book cover is mine, art created by laylee_hiu (instagram)

On Earth, she was many things, but the world knew her as a survivor—the kind willing to do whatever it took to make it through another day. In a destroyed, monster-filled wasteland, her weapon was seduction, her looks the only shield she had against death. Let them call her a slut; at least she was alive. But death never came. Instead, she finds herself in Jeper, a strange, seductive world ruled by powerful alien beings. And among them stands Caelum, an enigmatic, infuriatingly confident alien leader with a presence she can’t ignore. His dark gaze sees through her games, his every word a challenge, and for the first time, she finds herself unarmed in ways she can’t control. Now, with survival at stake and no way back to Earth, she must navigate Jeper’s dangers—and resist Caelum, even if everything in her longs to fall into his grasp. ************ She hadn’t planned on running into Caelum tonight—not here, not like this, with her heart pounding and her carefully practiced confidence crumbling under his gaze. The cold stone corridor felt smaller as he approached, his footsteps barely making a sound, yet the weight of his presence pressed down on her, making it impossible to focus on anything else. “You seem… lost,” he murmured, a wicked smile ghosting over his lips as he closed the distance between them. His voice was a rich, silken drawl, his tone unreadable, like he knew every thought swirling in her head. She fought the urge to step back, to shield herself from the effect he had on her. Caelum wasn’t just another alien ruler to charm her way past—he was dangerously perceptive, with an intensity that twisted her stomach in ways she wasn’t used to. “What makes you think I’m lost?” she replied, trying for defiance. But he just leaned in, the faintest hint of a smirk tugging at his lips as he tilted his head. “Because the woman I’ve heard about, the one who survived Earth’s ruins by any means necessary… she doesn’t look away.” His gaze slid down her face, lingering just enough to make her throat go dry. "And she wouldn’t let a place like Jeper scare her.” She forced herself to meet his eyes, to ignore the steady pulse of heat building between them. She was supposed to be in control; that was how she’d survived. But Caelum was close enough that his breath brushed her cheek, and the way he looked at her made her wonder if maybe, just maybe, there were parts of her she hadn’t yet discovered. “Maybe Jeper’s different,” she whispered, trying to keep the trembling out of her voice. Caelum leaned in even closer, his lips brushing the shell of her ear as he murmured, “Then show me what makes you strong enough to survive it ******** This is not my cover I found it on Pinterest

"You lie to yourself when you believe that we beat this"soft sobbing escape my throat. I tightened my eyes to fight back tears. I locked my grip on the bathroom sink then i took a deep breath and stare at my face reflected in the mirror."You have to be strong for her " I let out a soul and body shaking sigh. I take this moment.To look at myself my face my chocolate skin is so dull and faded from stress. The dark circles around my eyes tilting the skin under and around dusty purple a stark contrast from the pieceing blue eyes.My hair looks dry and slightly unkempt my dreads .-sigh- I reached and turn the knob after small delay

Theory follows Ji Fanling (Jì Fán Líng ), a 17-year-old girl who dies and is reborn 10 years later. She finds herself on a unfamiliar street, where she encounters a tall and handsome man, Fu should be presented (Fù Yì Chéng), who seems to be mourning. The novel explores themes of reconstruction, unrequited love, and the complexities of relationships . Seasoned with elements of fantasy and romance, it delves into the emotional struggles of the protagonist as she navigates her new life and encounterers the enigmatic and powerfulFou should be. Key Points Reincarnation: Tiffanying dies at 17 and is reborn 10 years later. Unrequited love: Tiffanyling develops feelings for Fu should be presented, who remains distant and enigmatic. Complex relationships: The novel explores the intricate dynamics between characters, involved family members and romantic entanglements. Fantasy and romance: Theory incorporates elements of fantasy and romance, adding depth and richness to the narrative. Recommendations If you enjoy stories with recovery, unrequited love, and complex placementships, “the tenth year after my death ” might be an engaging read for you. The novel’s blend of fantasy and romance adds a unique twist to the narrative, making it stand out from other works in the same genre. Resurrection from the dead, dull Bai Yueguang x Ji Fanling, who had been widowed for ten years and had unrequited love, died at the age of seventeen. When she opened her eyes again, she was in an unfamiliar narrow street. It was raining heavily, and a Maybach was parked at the end of the street. A tall and elegant man got out of the car. He was noble and indifferent. He was wearing a black suit and holding a black umbrella, as if he was expressing condolences. His deep gaze stayed on him. Ji Fanling tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then hesitantly said: "Are you Fu Yingcheng's brother? Fu Yingcheng doesn't have a brother? Why are you staring at me?" Damn, you're a pervert. She waited for a while. The man pursed his thin lips tightly and did not speak. Raindrops fell along the umbrella ribs, covering his almost uncontrollable gaze. She walked away impatiently: "Crazy." The two passed by. But he didn't dare to call her. ——For ten years, every time he dreamed of her, she would disappear as soon as he opened his mouth. * The infamous Fu Group came back from the dead in just a few years and has skyrocketed. Fu Yingcheng, who is in charge of the company, can be called the King of Hell in the business world. He is ruthless and decisive in his actions, and he always handles official business without mercy. But there is a young girl around him recently. He took his car, swiped his card, and entered and exited his office where he did not accept outsiders at will. He even called him by his first name, speaking and speaking Fu Yingcheng. Everyone in the company speculated about their relationship, and there was a lot of private discussion. "You don't know, right? Last time, Mr. Fu persuaded her to go to the third year of high school, but she called Mr. Fu a fool." "Now, she's still going to school? How old is she? Author : Yunchi

**** Only 17+ are allowed, more steamy scenesare included in this novel. Read on your own risk . Please Enjoy. **** Cassie Claudel, the despised of the Duchy of Deorc. The employees of the mansion gave her the cold shoulder. While the Duke’s adopted son, Ace Deorc, have sex with her continuously. Then, one day, the Duke’s successor, Jack Deorc, returns from the battlefield— The man Olivia had a terrible crush on. The joy of reuniting with her crush lasted for a moment. That is until Leonard finds out about Olivia’s relationship with Ace “Is it true that you said you couldn’t live without a man?” Jack’s words left her in a deeper abyss. It was because no one can prove it even if it is not true… Will this man believe in her even if she says she’s innocent? She already knew that would never be the case. “What are you going to do?” “….” “Why? Are you going to replace Ace?” As Olivia’s eyes were about to tear up, Jack’s voice could be heard again. “I’m willing to.” “What…?” “I mean, I’ll satisfy you instead of him. So, don’t do that with my brother anymore.” His face was as serious as it could be. Although her face was filled with confusion, he went out of the room as if he had killed. “I’ll come back when the moon tilts west.”

“Don’t you understand? You are stuck with me and I will never let you escape me.” Her eyes flickered to his intense gaze and she straightened herself and sneered at him arrogantly, determined to cut him down to size. “You would need to be a real man to be able to make such bold claims.” He took two steps which brought him right in front of her and before she could push him away he placed a hand on the wall and tilted her face away from him then she felt him move closer until his lips were at the side of her neck where her pulse jumped erratically from his action. “look,” he said mockingly. “I am yet to touch you but see how your body betrays you.” * Zhi Nitzan was the princess of the Zhi Luxury hotel chain’s fortune. Admired and respected by everyone, she had everything that she could ever want, privilege, wealth and beauty. And now, she was going to get married to the man she had loved ever since she had been a teenager, Cheng Jie who was Osmanthus City’s most eligible bachelor. And when she thinks things can’t get better she discovers that she is going to have a baby. However when everything seems perfect, her life comes crumbling without warning and it starts with the discovery of her best friend Ran Bing having an affair with Cheng Jie then she almost loses her baby. She barely has enough time to deal with her heartbreak when she discovers that she has signed away all of her family’s fortune to Ran Bing and there is a smear campaign against her. She goes from being the town’s darling to being hated and having to hide from society but at least she still has her baby. … or that is what she thinks, when she goes into labor she discovers a plot to kill her and steal her baby but is able to escape with the help of a nurse and is forced to leave her daughter behind while swearing revenge on them all. Years later, when a successful company from another city invests in the failing Cheng group of industries, the Cheng family is relieved but what they fail to realize is that they have signed a deal with a devil, a devil who is determined to get not just a pound of flesh but who wants to decimate everyone who ever did her wrong and crush them into dust. She will not rest until she has had her revenge.