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"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Published in Patreon. Come and be my members! https://www.patreon.com/LLLyu —————————— The knowledge is the power. Richard always believed it. Reborn into a medieval-like continent as the son of a baron, Richard has been trying to understand this world through science since birth. After hearing rumors about wizards, he sets out to explore this unknown mystery step by step. Bad news: The rumors about werewolves are false. Good news: There are indeed fire bears near the castle! Better news: Loren's Human Diary is already stirring with excitement! “In all the realms of existence, there exists a principle underlying all things.” Richard, quill in hand, fervently inscribed upon papyrus, “Though sorcery may appear to defy the tenets of scientific understanding, once one comprehends the purest principle of truth, the secrets concealed therein become manifest. Each world harbors its own enigmas, as well as its own science, which remains elusive to the minds of many, thus they term it sorcery. And I am the wizard who unveils these secrets—Wizard The Modern.”

“Wait... Where am I and... who am i?” Just after he thought he was successfully betrayed and killed by his most favored surbodinate. Taylor finds himself on the floor of a remote alley “Don't tell me I got reincarnated?” Hutton muttered with a look of disbelief on his face. P.S; Join the novel discord server for any announcements or questions and answers sections https://discord.gg/jA3r3S2n

When a high-powered divorce attorney, Moira Astor marries her childhood savior, a handsome tech billionaire, the world expects her to live a modern fairytale, believing Moira would wake up everyday surrounded with flowers and kisses and care. But in reality, she is an unwanted wife whose bed remained untouched since their wedding night. Her husband—once her closest confidant—has become a stranger who treats her like an unwanted trophy. Desperate to salvage her marriage, Moira exhausts herself trying to win her husband's affection, only to receive an outrageous proposition from him: "You are free to cheat on me, dear wife." Moira is thrown into confusion and disbelief. While still trying to find means to win his heart, she discovers a bestselling web novel, "Tale of an Unwanted Wife," that mirrors her life with uncanny precision—including secrets she has never shared. When the novel predicts a client's tragic death, Moira is convinced that it is about her life and tracks down its mysterious author, Xavier Grey, a troubled writer whose words literally shape reality during blackout episodes he can't control. What starts as a confrontation with Xavier becomes a race of fate as Moira discovers that the writer has written a death scene for her in his unpublished chapters. As they work together to prevent that, Moira finds herself getting undeniably attracted to the mysterious writer. Meanwhile, what she doesn't know is that Xavier isn't the person he seems to be. He is more than a writer-- he is an unawakened vampire whose future is chaotic and Moira is entangled in it. When she finally finds out, what will Moira choose? Is she going to remain in her safe, gilded cage or risk everything to fight for a love that is likely to ruin everything she has built and even end her life?

Ding [congratulations you have acquired the Celestial{God of speed}System] [Do you accept the term and conditions of the system] With a huge claw at his face ready to take off his head, sending him back to the dark abyss from which he had just arrived not so long ago, already accepting his fate for a second death. Henry saw a holographic screen flash in front of him, one that would change his new life for the better... or worse, seeing no other option in his current dilemma and with nothing else to lose. "Yes, yes i accept!" he screamed out with determination and hope that this might just be a miracle here to save him from certain doom,and indeed it was. [You have successfully acquired all the functions and priorities of the system,including its benefits and disadvantages] Henry saw the screen again but that wasn't all he saw to his disbelief everything in the surroundings including the ferocious beast trying to kill him, were now completely still with the lion's claws just a few centimeters away from his head. "Wow, i guess this must be part of the benefits the system granted," he exclaimed with surprise "But what about the demerits?" I guess we'll find out soon enough as this was only just the beginning. Now with his newly acquired "cheat" system in a new world he had just been reincarnated to. From an urban civilization to an even more futuristic, civilized urban utopia where magic and technology are well versed, Henry must find his true purpose in the new world as he discovers more beings like him both good and bad. And as he navigates his way to a better second chance, making new friends and encountering old foes courtesy of his predecessor. Going against both celestial entities and monsters from other realms and doing as he pleases, defying rules of the multiverses and discovering worlds beyond. "Or maybe I'll just kick back and relax in this New World." SNEAK PEAK! Henry stood face to face with the mysterious figure, their suits a stark contrast to each other. Henry's white and gold suit gleamed in the sunlight, while the other figure's black and purple suit seemed to absorb the light around them. A mask covered the figure's face, making it impossible for Henry to discern their identity. "You're quite the legend, Henry," the figure said in a low, gravelly voice "I've heard a lot about your skills." Henry's eyes narrowed. "Who are you?" The figure chuckled. "Someone who's been watching you. Someone who's been waiting for the perfect moment to strike." Henry's grip on his fists tightened. "What do you want?" The figure smiled, their mask glinting in the light. "I want to see how fast you really are." Without warning, the figure took off, their black and purple suit blurring as they sprinted away. Henry's eyes widened, and he grinned. "Game on!" he exclaimed, taking off after the mysterious figure. The two speedsters tore through the city streets, their suits leaving trails of distorted air in their wake. As Henry left a trail of gold lightning so did the figure leave one of purple. Henry's Nitro suit glowed with a brilliant white light as he pushed himself to his limits, his feet pounding the pavement in a blur. The mysterious figure was fast, but Henry was determined to catch up. He focused all his energy on the chase, his senses heightened as he navigated the crowded streets. The city became a colorful blur as the two speedsters clashed in a battle of velocity and agility. Henry's heart pounded with excitement, his mind racing with the thrill of the chase. Who was this mysterious figure, and what did they want? Henry was determined to find out. Crap! I wanted to write more but looks like I've reached the word limit. Sigh* Well I hope I've gotten your attention with all this, i like my summary to always look like a trailer, that's why it's so long. Anyways check more of these when you read my book and support, I'll appreciate. Gracias! Check my discord link in bio, join for more info.

The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.

Yue Xuexia is just an ordinary salted fish that rarely lives in her house, but suddenly one day she woke up, received a sign-in system, and thought she was dreaming. The sign-in system rewarded her with multiple things, including houses, money, cars, and talent scrolls, which led her to the life of the richest lady in the world. She could sign in once a day. One morning, with her eyes groggily and blurry, Xuexia was welcomed by a holographic screen only she could see. Yes, like the ones in the novels and manga. Ding! Xuexia waves her hand in the empty air and mumbles, "Noisy, I told you to turn off the damn alarm, whoever owns it!" When a robotic voice lingered near her ears saying, Signed in successfully. Congratulations to the host, and you've received [1 Million RMB in cash!] Xuexia, who is currently in need of great money, was in disbelief as she looked at the words one million and laughed. "Heh~ even in my dream, I was wishing to receive free money. What nonsense, let's go back to sleep. Yue Xuexia was about to close her eyes back to sleep when the old touch screen phone near her pillow vibrates. Bzzt~ Bzzzzzt~ "Urg~ who the hell is calling now?" complained Yue Xuexia in her half-asleep state. She picked up the phone only to see a message notification saying the following words: [Your bank card account ending with 5567 had received a deposit transfer from XXXX at 6:45 am. You had received a 1 million deposit and your current saving balance is 1,003,000.00 RMB (Autumn Field landbank)] Yue Xuaxia mumbled in disbelief and said, "Fucking hell! This is awesome." Who doesn’t like free things?~' This lady wants it too!!!

"Wait," President Mason uttered, his tone low and biting.  Anastasia turned slowly, her heart sinking.  "You looked happy back there when George was flirting with you," he accused, his eyes bored into her. Anastasia froze, her eyes widening in disbelief.  "Flirting?" she repeated, a bitter scoff escaping her lips. "He was drunk, Mason. Everyone could see that." "That's not what I saw." Mason stepped closer, his voice cold. "You were laughing, enjoying it...just like you were with Nicholas."  At the mention of Nicholas, Anastasia's stomach churn.  "Ex...excuse me?" she asked, her voice trembling with restrained anger.  "You heard me!" He yelled at her. "First it was Nicholas, now a coworker. How low can you go?"  The words cut through Anastasia, her fists clenching as she fought back the tears threatening to spill.  She stared at him, fighting the urge to pounce on him when she finally raised her fingers, pulling out her wedding ring. "Let's get a divorce!"  ★★★ Anastasia Stones never expected her life to turn into a whirlwind of power plays, and deep-seated secrets when she got into an arranged marriage with Mason Harrington, the enigmatic, cold-hearted President of a billion-dollar company because of her family's debt.  Their two years secret marriage was built on formality and indifference, with Mason's world revolving around business and control until Anastasia began working in his company, without anyone knowing she's the president's wife. And everything worsens when Nicholas, Mason's estranged half-brother and the company's COO, unexpectedly returns after five years.  His reappearance stirs old rivalries, pulling Anastasia into the center of a storm between the President and the COO of Harrington Tech Corporation. Will Anastasia find her voice and reclaim her independence, or will she remain a pawn in the game of two powerful men? And what happens after finding out she's pregnant for the President?

Betrayed and discarded to die by the one whom she loved the most, the former empress of Akea, Amelia Volemont finds her self in the body of Amelia Cosgrove, the first daughter of the Cosgrove family who was unwanted by her family and basically had everything taken from her including her fiance, Ace Blackwood, by her step Sister, Lilac Cosgrove. Determined not to repeat the mistakes of her past, Amelia decides to abandon love and live life on her own terms. Breaking off her engagement with Ace should have been a step toward freedom, but fate has other plans. To maintain their family’s reputation, her parents hastily re-engage her to Kai Blackwood, the so-called useless, unwanted son of the Blackwood family. Amelia reassures herself that this engagement won’t last long after all, Kai seems just as disinterested as she is. But six months later, she finds herself watching in disbelief as he eagerly helps her choose a wedding dress. A month later, she sees the headlines announcing the downfall of the once-powerful Blackwood family only to turn and find Kai smirking evily, a gloating glint in his eyes. Wasn't he suppose to be the useless son of the Blackwood family? Why did he seem to be a big boss instead? Disclaimer: The Cover Photo was gotten from Pintrest. If you are the artist and wish for it to be taken down please do inform me.

Kim Mugen encounters a dark man in the alleyway, before he can say anything, the dark man begins telling Kim a story. “How a man once picked up an empty, blank book, once the man opened up the book he disappeared… entirely”. After the strange man told Kim the story, Kim ran away but when he looked back to see the strange man, he couldn’t see him… almost as if he had disappeared…. almost as he never existed…. Running to school, Kim found an empty cover book, he stood in disbelief and decided to open the book, in the book, Kim sees that the first page was moving, where he can feel the breeze that’s was coming out of the moving page, the book fell…. not a person in sight… the book haven’t even move an inch and Kim… he was gone… almost as if he had disappeared into a new world… A world where anything can happen, a world where a book can become both reality and fictional… What will Kim face in this new world?

On May 19, 2013, in the final round of the Premier League, Manchester United played out a thrilling 5-5 draw against West Brom. Despite the dramatic result, the 2012-13 Premier League trophy returned to Old Trafford, marking the end of a triumphant season. But the real shockwaves came after the match. At a packed press conference, Sir Alex Ferguson, the legendary manager who had just completed his 1,500th game in charge of Manchester United, made two stunning announcements that sent the football world into a frenzy. First, he revealed his retirement, marking the end of an era that had defined English football for over two decades. Second, he named his chosen successor: Tiger King. The announcement left the football world in disbelief. Who was Tiger King? Where had he come from? And why had Ferguson, the most successful manager in football history, entrusted him with the future of Manchester United? On that day, the footballing landscape changed forever. The only question on everyone’s mind was: Who is Tiger King?

One unexpected heat cycle. One irresistible Alpha. And one unforgettable night. I never expected that single night to turn into the worst nightmare of my life. Not only did I get ghosted, I ended up getting imprinted. To make things even worse, the man in question turned out to be Choi Haejun—my friend’s ex-gangster uncle with an ego as big as the sky. Fueled by rage, I stormed into his office, determined to set things straight. But to my disbelief, the arrogant jerk doesn’t even remember who I am. “Who are you?” “...What?” And if that wasn’t enough, his next words nearly made me snap: “As I said, weren’t we in a business-like relationship?” ‘CHOI HAE F**KING JUN!!!! I DON’T NEED A BASTARD LIKE YOU EITHER!!’ Oh, it’s war now. Now, it’s no longer about heat cycles or imprinting or any stupid things like that, it’s about my pride as an Omega. And I won’t stop until I see him grovel at my feet, asking for more of my superior Omega pheromones like a dog. When his rut cycle comes, I’ll laugh in his face and leave him in the dust. The tables have turned, Choi Haejun. You’re not ditching me—I’m ditching you! #BL #Modern #Omegaverse #MorallyGray #AgeGap #Traumatized Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by Arcus All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 아쿠스, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.

A crypto influencer on TikTok posted about his $100,000 recovery with Rapid Digital Recovery. I was hyped along with him and decided to follow it, just in case. At that time, I wasn't worried, as I did have everything: two-factor authentication, backups on cold storage, and strong passwords. I thought I was untouchable. Wrong. Months later, I woke up to a nightmare: my wallet, holding $320,000, was completely drained. I checked my email-nothing. I checked my security logs-no alerts. How did this happen? I scrambled through every account, searching for clues. That's when I saw it—a phishing attack. I had clicked on a link for a fake update weeks prior, and the hackers had been patiently waiting for their moment. Panic set in. I scoured the internet for solutions, but every forum post, every so-called "expert" I contacted-all were saying the same thing: Once it's gone, it's gone. But then I remembered that TikTok post. I DMed the influencer, desperate for an honest answer: Is Rapid Digital Recovery actually legit? The response came immediately. "100%. They saved me. Reach out now." Website: https:// rapid digital recovery. org That was all I needed. I contacted Rapid Digital Recovery, hoping for a miracle. From the very first message, they were professional, calm, and insanely knowledgeable. They asked the right questions, identified how my funds had been stolen, and immediately set their forensic recovery tools in motion. While I was drowning in anxiety, they worked methodically, patiently, and relentlessly. Whatsapp: +1 4.14 8.0 71.4 8.5 Hours felt like days, then the message came: "We've recovered your funds." I reread it a total of three times. Every last dollar was back. I had gone from devastation to absolute disbelief and relief. Not only did they recover my money, but they also educated me on what had gone wrong. They walked me through better security practices, helped me secure my wallets properly, and ensured that I'd never fall for the same trick again. That TikTok post? It saved me. And now, I'm the one telling everyone I know: Follow Rapid Digital Recovery before you ever need them. Email: rapiddigitalrecovery (@) execs. com

Hua had gotten into an accident at the age of 15 years old. He woke up to a blank space with a system that spoke straight in his mind. He was tasked to travel multiple worlds and was able to save up enough points to return to his original world. After initiating the transfer, an error popped up mid-travel and a part of his memory was missing. He remembered everything he had experienced and learned clearly and vividly. Nothing but one thing. He had forgot his soulmate which he had lived and married for so many lives. "Why do I keep feel like I forgot something very important?" A wild husband appeared, shouting at him in disbelief. "Me! ME! You forgot your soulmate that you spent of many lives with, I, YOUR HUSBAND! ME!" "Oh." "Did you recall anything?" "...No. HEY, where are you taking me?!" Hua was swooped up in his husband's arms and carried off. "Home. You need a good spanking with my love wand. Maybe it'll help you remember something." The other spoke in a very clear and calm tone. Hua felt himself turn rigid in response, a bit of excitement, a little bit of dread, and the feeling of deja vu. And so he was dragged back to their love nest. * * * Advised, no one 17 and under! Sporadic release. My priority as of now is working on: 1. RPBJ and 2. TTFN This novel is last. Thank you for taking time to read my novels! Muah~ xoxo

The Azure Tide Clan had been annihilated. The Scorching Blade Clan ruled the Ebonshade City. Under their tyranny, they enslaved the members of Azure Tide Clan and eliminated those who escaped but returned to exact revenge. Lu Zheng was among the external members who returned to Ebonshade City to reclaim the treasures, desiring to become stronger to avenge his clan.  However, he faced betrayal and life-and-death situations. As he was about to accept his faith, a devil appeared and helped him survive. However, his luck had not run out yet. Another fortuitous encounter appeared. "You have been chosen by the Awakening Stone," whispered the Devil in disbelief. "What is that?" "You will know soon." With the aid of the mysterious individual and the Awakening Stone, Lu Zheng swore to take revenge on his clan.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

“We can’t be together. And you know this!” Scarlett said as her eyes sunk in sadness. Felix had finally found happiness in her. He was not willing to let her go at this point. “We can make this work! Trust me. We can run away and.....” Scarlett cut him off in disbelief “You? Run away! Aren’t you embarrassed? It’s bad enough that you like me and now you want to run away like a coward” He violently held her neck and lifted her head up “Watch what you say! Now listen, whether you like it or not, you are MINE! Am I clear?” As he released her, she let out multiple coughs and held her throat. She watched him walk down the hallways while she wondered how she had gotten herself into such mess in pretext of love. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Felix is the king of Alchlor who has an unpleasant history that questions his authority. Scarlett is subjected to being a maid in the palace due to her mother’s illness and the urge to take care of her siblings. Felix and Scarlett first form a friendship while his identity is unknown. A little strain is caused between them when she mistakenly figures out who he really is. When they eventually get past this, their relationship is unacceptable to members of the royal family as they make an arranged marriage for Felix with Evelyn who is Scarlett’s rival Will Scarlett and Felix be able to navigate all social barriers to find love? Read this book to find out!

In a quiet, private room of the restaurant, the sound of shattering glass pierced the air like a gunshot. There, standing in front of the broken shards, was Robert, his face frozen in shock. The word "divorce" hung in the air, a bitter pill that he couldn't swallow. "It's a joke, right?" Robert asked, his voice shaking with disbelief. "No, I'm not joking, I want a divorce" Emily replied her voice resolute. Her words hit him like a punch to the gut, as he struggled to comprehend what she was saying. ********* In a society where arranged marriages are the norm, two strangers are forced to marry each other. They have very different personalities and interests, and they struggle to find common ground. They are bound together by a marriage contract that is intended to ensure that they will work together for the benefit of both their families. Emily Kevan, a college student with big dreams find herself in a situation that seems to have no way out. It was a leap of faith that would forever change her life, for better or worse. She felt a sense of profound frustration, knowing that she was tied to someone she had never met and knowing that she was unable to pursue a relationship with the man she truly wanted to be with. She considered divorce as a means of freeing herself from the constraints of the contract, but the terms of the agreement was clear: five years of marriage and an heir were required before a divorce could be considered. On the other hand, after years of focusing solely on his studies, Robert Rawlings graduated from university and was eager to begin the next chapter of his life. However, his parent had other plans. They informed him of a contract marriage that would tie him to a woman he had never met, and they made it clear that there was no room for discussion. Robert resigned himself to his fate, knowing that he had no choice but to comply. The question now is, will Emily divorce Robert after five years of marriage with a son? Cover image is not mine, all credit goes to the owner.

#NTR, #R18, #ECCHI, #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "I’m in a relationship with a stunningly beautiful and irresistibly alluring girlfriend, whose charm and grace are unmatched. Winning her heart wasn’t easy, but I thought she was the embodiment of virtue and innocence. However, one day, I discovered a side of her I never anticipated—through our apartment window, I saw a connection with her ex that left me in disbelief. I never would have guessed she could have such a hidden side. [A/N] [this isn't a fast-paced novel, so for all those looking for an early revenge it's not coming now, it's just a casual novel read if you like it] [Tags//......#NTR, #R18, #ECCHI, #ROMANCE

Author: JU Hyeon __________ I became the wife of a man who already had a lover. Well then, I suppose it’s up to me to protect his chastity? “You can sleep on the floor,” I said firmly. “What?” His wide eyes betrayed his disbelief—and reluctance. The floor was hard, after all. But if that was what it took… “I’ll just hold your hand and sleep. You trust me, right?” I offered, softening slightly. But how did the bed end up breaking on my very first night as his wife? Aristine , a princess kept out of sight by the Emperor, was in truth the bearer of the [Monarch’s Sight] —a gift that allowed her to see the past, present, and future. She was sacrificed in a political marriage, wedded off to a fearsome barbarian rumored to be more beast than man. “The most precious things should naturally belong to my bride.” Yet, contrary to her expectations, her husband wasn’t monstrous at all—he seemed disturbingly… normal. Except for one thing: he belonged to another woman. ‘Fine,’ she thought. ‘If this is how it’s going to be, I’ll focus on myself.’ And so, Aristine set her sights on amassing wealth. Why not turn the goldfields into her personal playground? Can Aristine carve out a life of freedom atop mountains of gold? Or will she find herself playing a far deadlier game—one where she might just kill two birds with one stone?

In a world where aristocracy reigns supreme and alliances are sealed through bloodlines and politics, Lady Elvira's life is dictated by tradition and expectations. But her defiant spirit refuses to be tamed. A single night changes everything when an enigmatic figure shatters the tranquility of a grand ball, leaving Elvira battered, bruised, and haunted by shadows no one believes exist. Determined to uncover the truth, Elvira faces disbelief from even her father, Lord Victor, who suspects her injuries are a ploy to cancel her impending marriage. As whispers of treachery echo through the castle halls, Elvira must navigate the maze of power, secrets, and hidden intentions. Her path collides with that of Lord Ronin, a noble with a rugged charm and a past shrouded in mystery. Drawn to each other despite the storm brewing around them, Elvira and Ronin must confront their growing feelings while battling unseen forces that threaten to unravel their lives. As danger closes in, Elvira must prove that her voice matters and her wounds are more than just physical. Will she emerge victorious in a society that seeks to silence her? And will Ronin be the ally she needs or the distraction that leads her to ruin? When courage meets peril and love blooms amidst chaos, Elvira’s journey becomes a tale of resilience, strength, and passion.

The Professor, a renowned expert in ancient civilizations and historical wars, is on the brink of one of the most challenging moments of his life. At 60 years old, he receives the devastating news that he has only three months to live due to a terminal illness. Just when he believed his journey was coming to an end, a mysterious stranger appears with a proposal that defies all laws of time and reason: to travel to the past and anticipate the advancements that shaped humanity, all to prevent a future catastrophe caused by an alien civilization. Between disbelief and hope, the Professor finds himself torn between spending his final days with his family and embracing the possibility of becoming the key to humanity’s survival. In a plot that combines science, history, and existential dilemmas, he will need to decide if he is willing to sacrifice everything for the greater good.

"You kept my son from me for five years?" Alexander’s voice cracked with disbelief, anger radiating off him as he towered over Daniela. She squared her shoulders, though her hands trembled. "I didn’t think it mattered back then. I was nothing to you, Alexander. Just a distraction—a side chick you could forget the moment I walked out of your life." "That’s not fair!" he snapped, his jaw tightening. "You knew what my life was like. I didn’t—" "You didn’t think about me, did you?" she interrupted, her voice rising. "After that one night, you moved on as if nothing happened. But I was left with something I couldn’t ignore—our son." Alexander froze, his piercing gaze searching hers. "You could’ve come back. You could’ve told me." "I tried!" Daniela shot back, her voice breaking. "But when I saw you again, you were with her—the perfect fiancée, the love of your life. I realised I’d just be a complication in your already perfect world." "You don’t get to make that choice for me," he said, his voice low and trembling with restrained fury. "I deserved to know. Noah deserved to know who his father was." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. "Maybe I was wrong, but I didn’t want my child growing up feeling unwanted... like I was nothing more than a mistake to you”.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

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A brilliant medical prodigy and world-renowned scientist wakes up in a body that isn’t his own, in a world far stranger than he ever imagined. Stripped of his identity and thrust into chaos, he’s immediately framed for a brutal murder he didn’t commit. With no way to prove his innocence, he faces a grim reality: He can’t speak the language. The people are vicious, lawless, and alien in every way. There is no sky—only endless darkness above. And to his disbelief… magic exists.

#Yandere #Obsession #Bloody #Manipulation It was a known fact. Everyone would enter the circle of reincarnation upon their deaths, eventually forgetting their own memories before starting a new life. It was their libration. Alastor knew that, and when he was faced with either being caught and tortured or jumping down, he decided the latter. As much as this life meant for him, Alastor knew he wouldn't be missing much. His potential was too great to waste on this life. However, something went wrong. Once Alastor opened his eyes again, he had to arch his brow in disbelief, “What the heck is the meaning of this?” A floating shadow formed a holographic screen in front of him, with clear words written there on it, [Welcome, Player Alastor! Unfortunately, something wrong happened and your reincarnation had failed. However, now you have a chance to play in our glorious world, Esme!] Alastor had many things running through his head, especially once he noticed the additional line at the end, [Esme Game is going to start in 29:23:59] ------ ༺Dropped.

Warning! Mature Content Hernia is his to care for and he doesn’t care what the world thinks of that. >>>>>>> “We could date instead,” Hermia suggested, her voice laced with uncertainty. “I don’t date,” Niklaus replied coldly, his piercing gaze unwavering. Hermia blinked, caught off guard. “So it has to be marriage?” she asked, her tone laced with disbelief. “Yes,” he deadpanned, not a hint of hesitation in his voice. Her frustration bubbled over. “But we don’t even know each other!” she whined, throwing her hands up in exasperation. Niklaus leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming. “I don’t need to know you, Mia,” he said, his voice dipping into a deep, dangerous tone. “When I can feel you… that’s enough for me.” She inhaled sharply, her heart hammering in her chest. “That’s not enough for me,” she countered, her voice firm but trembling slightly. His expression softened, and his next words wrapped around her like a promise. “I would forever cherish you, adore you, and treat you like the rarest gem. I would never let you shed a single tear of pain.” Her resolve wavered, but she shook her head and pushed back. “We’re not getting married, Shark. Just go.” But instead of leaving, he smirked, leaning back with a confidence that rattled her. “I’ll be waiting.” Hermia groaned, exasperated. “Nik, you’re hardly doing any waiting. You’re all over me! We live together, work together, eat together—you’re always here!” Niklaus’s voice dropped to a whisper, raw and pleading. “Then just keep me forever, Mia.” She froze, his honest, vulnerable eyes piercing through every defense she had built. Her heart quivered as she felt the weight of his words sink in. She didn’t know what to do. >>>>>>>> To the world, Niklaus Hathaway is ruthless—a man who takes what he wants, no matter the cost. But for Hermia, the girl who’s lost everything, he’s something else entirely: her unlikely savior whom she couldn’t blindly trust. He’s ruthless to everyone—except her. Niklaus Hathaway doesn’t date. He doesn’t waste time. He only wants what’s his. When Hermia steps into his life, he makes one thing clear: if she won’t marry him, she’ll work for him. Keeping her close is his only goal, and no amount of gossip, jealousy, or family betrayal will change that. But Hermia’s life isn’t as simple as working for the powerful CEO who’s claimed her as his. With an evil stepsister and manipulative parents determined to ruin her happiness, Hermia must fight for her place in a world that seems determined to push her out. Niklaus declared her his from the beginning—and he’ll stop at nothing to protect her, no matter the cost Love has never been this dangerous.

[Discontinue since it's was considered to be too sensitive] My life with my seven mothers was going perfectly well...That is, until one day my true mother desired to barge into my life like an unapologetic storm and reveal some shocking secrets about me and my mothers that would forever change my life.  "What?! You're actually a Goddess, Mom?!...And one of the most powerful ones that exist?!" I gasped as I heard about the shocking fact about my true mother, who gave birth to me. "You're kidding?!..The seven women who I all call 'Mom' and who have taken care of me since birth are all your Valkyries?!" My knees went weak as my mother didn't let me rest and revealed another truth about my mothers. "And as your son, I have the opportunity of sitting on the Throne of the Universe if I complete a trial that's considered impossible even by the Gods above." I said in awe as I thought about the opportunity that was presented before me and then asked what exactly this 'impossible task' was. "W-What?...Did you just say that the only way I can ascend to become a True God is if I make all seven of my mothers fall for me, their only son, and also make them give a boatload of grandchildren for you?" I slowly asked in utter disbelief as I couldn't believe that I actually had to steal the hearts of the same woman, who'd been treating me as their beloved son since my birth. To turn all seven of my mothers into the mothers of my children...Just what sort of turn has my already bizarre life taken? •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° [No Blood Related Relationships - No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - Hardcore Inseki - Wholesome - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - Slow Paced - No unnecessary Drama - Finally a very competent protagonist]