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In the glittering, snake-infested court of Ignis, where power was a double-edged sword and loyalty a rare gem, Selanthia Amaris Nyxveil stood as a legend cloaked in infamy. Known by many names—*The Hound of the Emperor*, **The Cursed Sword*, **The Witch of Nyxveil*, and *The Abandoned One*—she was a weapon forged by duty and sharpened by betrayal. For forty long years, she served as the Emperor’s blade, cutting down threats to the throne with ruthless precision. Yet, behind the cold steel and the icy gaze, Selanthia harbored no love for the crown or the vipers who surrounded it. She was a woman bound by fate, not choice. At 48, weary of the endless machinations of the court, Selanthia chose to retire. With no family to call her own, she left behind the gilded cage of Ignis for the simplicity of the countryside. Her dreams were modest: to bake sweet treats, tend to chickens, lose herself in books she’d never had time to read, and find solace in the quiet rhythm of church prayers. A peaceful, ordinary life—a stark contrast to the blood-stained path she had walked for decades. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just 28 hours into her newfound tranquility, Selanthia’s life was brutally cut short. Poisoned and attacked in the dead of night, she breathed her last beneath a cold, uncaring sky. Her final thoughts were not of vengeance or regret for the life she had led, but of the life she had never known. She wished for love, for a kind and handsome partner, for children whose laughter might have filled the void in her heart. She wished she had never taken up the sword, that she might have written a different ending to her tale. Yet, death was not the end. Selanthia awoke not in the afterlife but in a world both familiar and strange. Perched high in a cherry blossom tree, she was greeted by the voice of Rina, her long-dead confidante, and the shocking news of an impending fiancé. The man who approached her, raven-haired and smiling with an unsettling charm, was none other than her once-rival from the court. A man she had both loved and loathed in equal measure. Now, thrust into a bewildering new reality, Selanthia must unravel the threads of this strange second chance. Is this a cruel jest of the gods, a dream spun from her dying regrets, or something far more sinister? And why, of all people, THAT MAN—her eternal adversary—now her betrothed? As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her, Selanthia finds herself caught in a web of mystery, romance, and perhaps, redemption. But in this enchanted new life, where nothing is as it seems, can she trust the man who once stood as her greatest enemy? Or will the shadows of her past rise to claim her once more?

In a world where cultivation is bound to celestial cycles, and power is drawn from the balance of life and decay, a young outcast named Jin Morai is cursed with the rare Withering Veil Physique—a constitution that allows him to absorb the dying breaths of all living things. Feared as a harbinger of misfortune, Jin is abandoned at birth and left to perish in the forbidden Hollow Vale, where spirits of the forgotten linger. However, within the vale, he is taken in by a mysterious, imprisoned entity known only as Grandmother Night, a being whose whispers are laced with both wisdom and madness. Under her tutelage, Jin learns the forbidden art of Necro-Cultivation, a path that does not rely on Qi from the heavens, but instead extracts power from the decay of existence itself. With every wilted petal, every fallen warrior, every dying star, Jin grows stronger. As the Celestial Sects prepare for the next great Ascension War—a battle that determines the ruling cultivators of the next millennium—Jin, now known as the Pale Reaper, emerges from the shadows. His power defies the natural order, bending the cycle of reincarnation itself. With the echoes of the dead at his back and the weight of fate upon his shoulders, Jin must decide: Will he use his cursed gift to tear down the heavens and build a new world, or will he succumb to the endless hunger of the Withering Moon?

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.

Priest Alexander, how good is your printing? Princess Vivian said seductively with only a piece of white clothing that covered little to none of her sinful body. Alexander was shocked by the sight in front of him, looking at the woman who was one of the most beautiful, No! She’s the most beautiful woman in the Empire, but because she never made an attempt to dress up so nobody has ever seen her shine this brightly. Now looking at her with water dripping from her body like the sea pearl, her flamboyant red hair like that of burning fire, and her perfectly seductive body still wet and still carrying the freshness of a rose petals shower. Looking at the way she is wet from head to toe with the room filled with the scent of rose with water dripping from her body, gives a kind of allure that makes it hard for any man to resist her. She’s currently looking like a seductress, No!, She’s a seductress because she’s currently doing what is seductress does, seducing a priest. Vivian had an heart disease since the day she was born, since she was young, she spent most of her life lying on the hospital bed, denying her the joy of living like every other normal child. The only way for her to escape the reality that haunts her and the pain she goes through is by reading novels, watching movies, and following celebrity gossip on social media, but what becomes of Vivian when she suddenly dies from over-excitement and is transmigrated into a novel as her favorite character who was the villainess, and probably the most naïve and innocent villainess ever.

(MATURE CONTENT) Threesome arc? - Right here A weak, adorable, and low self-esteemed MC with an awful past, a trauma breaking him down every second and controling his life, just before he meets his 'suns', and later gains confidence and starts loving himself again arc? - Right here. Yeah, you read that right. Twin brothers who radiate like the sun and are very possessive of the MC, putting his happiness above everything arc? Gosh, look no further, you're in the right place. This story is just for you, so open it and read to your heart's content. ****** Synopsis I was just a no-name photographer who was trying hard to make a living, but then I got tangled with 'them'. My life, as it was, had always been nothing but a nightmare, living a cursed life that wasn't fit to be called a life. I had no chances with love, connections, or anything. Nothing! And after drawing my last straw, trying to make a final effort that would maybe lead me somewhere other than dirt, I met them again. They - the twins - were my childhood friends whose lives I had ruined with my presence, and I was scared to ruin it a second time, so I tried to stay away from them but... They had other plans. 'When angels dream.' That was what I called the picture. The beautiful portrait was filled with serenity as that blond Italian man gazed into the distance and was showered with the soft petals of cherry blossom. The beautiful picture I had 'stolen'. Yeah, that's the word. I stole it because I didn't ask for permission first. But this is how it unfolded. At first, I took the picture without asking because I was so mesmerized by the scenery, and completely breathtaking, but then I got caught but it wasn't by the same man. They looked alike and wore the same clothes but I could tell right away that he wasn't him. Nevertheless, I apologized. "I'm deeply sorry." I said but then, the man whom I had stolen a picture from walked up behind me and said, "To think such a day would come." I turned around and blinked, looking at the man in front of me and then at the one behind me. They were identical twins. And not only that ... My heart shook... They looked like the twins I had known back then. "What's the matter?" The one in front asked with a bright smile that I was so compelled to take a picture of him and I did. He blinked at my confused expression and then burst out laughing. A sweet and cheerful laugh that made me blush. he looked really handsome. They both did, with their blonde hair which shone like gold with the suns radiation and a charming smile. I found my heart racing at the mere sight of that smile and almost forgot the situation I was in. "I see you haven't changed at all." He suddenly said, swiped my hair back and added, softly, "Hyung." My eyes widened. These two... It couldn't be... They weren't the twins, right? The twins that I knew. They... How did this happen? I just wanted a picture, that's all. ****** Thank you all for diving into this story. Note, the smut doesn't officially start right away till the later chapters but I didn't leave the readers without some sweet candies either, so along the line, there were a bunch of 'actions' between MC and the twins, huhu. His denial knew no bound but his body still won in the end, haha. Anyway, if you find waiting for updates too long, and you haven't checked out my other books, please do. There's also a threesome arc in the first one below. And it's completed too. What a score! 1) Alpha, Alpha, Beta? I transmigrated into an Omegaverse as a boy? [Completed] Check out the continuation of number one, It's the next generation, that is, their kids 2) To Byul (Omegaverse) [Ongoing ]

Tsukiko once believed in love—until betrayal shattered her world. Now, she guards her heart behind a wall of thorns, focusing solely on her rising career. Love is a risk she refuses to take again. Haruki, a nature photographer haunted by his past, never expected to be drawn to someone like Tsukiko. Yet, from the moment their paths crossed, he found himself captivated—not just by her beauty but by the quiet strength beneath her guarded exterior. What begins as reluctant companionship slowly grows into something deeper. Through fleeting moments, stolen glances, and unspoken words, Haruki chips away at Tsukiko’s defenses. But their love is tested by ghosts of the past—his lingering guilt, her unhealed wounds, and a truth that threatens to break them apart. Like a flower pushing through the cracks of a hardened earth, love begins to bloom again. But can they nurture it, or will it wither under the weight of old scars? A heartfelt journey of love, loss, and healing, Blooming Through the Thorns is a story about finding the courage to embrace love again—even when the past threatens to pull you back.

Um detetive que decide tirar uma semana de folga em uma cabana isolada na natureza. Sua tentativa de descanso é abruptamente interrompida quando o céu assume uma cor carmesim escura e nuvens negras se acumulam, criando uma atmosfera sinistra. Pessoas começam a desaparecer misteriosamente na região, e o detetive decide investigar por conta própria. Durante sua investigação, ele encontra um líquido negro espesso que surge nos locais dos desaparecimentos. Este líquido viscoso e sinistro não apenas marca os pontos afetados, mas também dá origem a monstros grotescos e aterrorizantes que atacam a área. À medida que o detetive se aprofunda no mistério, ele percebe que a solução pode estar ligada a uma complexa rede de eventos e conexões que desafiam sua compreensão. Com o perigo crescente representado pelos monstros e pelo líquido negro, Oliver deve desvendar a conexão entre esses fenômenos e os desaparecimentos, tendo que descobrir a verdade por trás desses eventos sobrenaturais antes que eles se espalhem e causem danos irreparáveis. A solução do mistério não apenas determinará o destino da região, mas também o levará a enfrentar o maior desafio da humanidade.

In a distant future, where the world's order doesn't make sense, we are introduced to two individuals. These two individuals have the power to alter the course of action for all those around them and those who they come in contact with. A romance story that might either end in calamity or the birth of a new hope. The journey of two individuals as they explore what it truly means to be alive, and learning the true nature of sacrifice... The journey with gods and demons, who is truly a devil and who is truly an angel? The true tale, between the protagonist Gil and the deuteragonist Sakurai, as they explore the true nature of what they have given up. True Sacrifice, True Romance, and True Life!

The Curse of the Midnight Rose By Pianistfrea In a world shrouded in darkness and secrets, a cursed rose blooms only under the midnight moon—its petals stained with the blood of an ancient betrayal. Bound to this sinister flower is Ravenna, a girl marked by fate and haunted by memories that aren't her own. Raised by a woman who was never her real mother, Ravenna’s life has been a web of lies, woven to hide the truth about her tragic origins and the curse that runs through her veins. When she crosses paths with Damien, a mysterious figure whose past is as shadowed as her own, their fates intertwine. He holds the key to unraveling the curse, but helping her might cost him everything. Together, they must navigate a world divided by power, greed, and supernatural forces—where trust is fragile, and love is forbidden. As Ravenna unearths dark truths about her family, the curse, and the midnight rose, she faces a harrowing choice: embrace the darkness within her or fight against it, even if it means losing the only people she’s ever cared about. In a tale of betrayal, forbidden love, and the fight for freedom, The Curse of the Midnight Rose will leave you questioning where the true monsters lie—in the shadows, or within ourselves.

Crazy forbidden love and passion, had driven Lilith out of Salem, the home of witches, the only home she had known for years. Birthing a human in the witches’ world was considered a curse to them because of the legend they believed in, which went like this “when humans came, died witches fame. The watchers intervened, extinguishing both their flames” this led them to believing that humans would be the reason for their downfall and the wiping out of their clan by the watchers. She is banished to live and suffer in the contemporary world amongst the humans whom she was so much drawn to, all the while taking care of her only son. Lilith successfully learns to hide her true identity from the humans, while protecting her son from both enemies within and without. However, being secretive is always considered suspicious anywhere be it humans or witches. Therefore calamity was bound to occur. Will she be able to overcome these hardships? Or will her son become her legacy, her reason to enact revenge upon the witches, for the deathly suffering they both were subjected to? Armaros: “Armaros” meaning curse, the name given to him by the witches after his mother Lilith, had disobeyed the very laws that governed their world. Though at a young age, he couldn't understand why he was mocked for his hair and eye color, he soon grew to understand why and what they stood for. The witches claimed to be the superior race, yet the elders from their clan refused to closely approach him, making him wonder why, after all he was only but a feeble, harmless human. Forces beyond human and witches reality, soon begin unfolding like little rose petals before his eyes, making him question his mother on the true origins of his birth. When he finds out, will he be able to accept this new identity and carry on the burden that drags alongside it? Or will he keep seeking revenge for the shame that was brought by the witches upon his mother, slowly driving him into irredeemable darkness? Or thus will "love”, the reason for his mother's suffering be a firm support to him, helping him lighten the weight of the burden he carries? Excerpt In the contemporary world: The last bell to end the classes for the day rang, and a black haired boy picked up his bag heading outside the school dormitory, while four other students accompanied him as they spoke to each other on their separate ways home. Armaros soon arrived at his destination, looking around, before calling out, “Mother, mother I'm back” but there was no reply so, he went into the kitchen where she was usually always at, either cooking or cleaning. On getting there, the pungent smell of blood welcomed him and he looked below the kitchen counter to see his mother’s throat slit and her eyes staring at him with a hollowness in there. Beside her body lay a letter which read "from your loving….. find out yourself” with a smirking sticker glued beside the letter. *** Female lead will be introduced later in the book. Please feel free to drop reviews on this book and vote if you want. For updates and more information, reach out to author on; Email: justtrouble021@gmail.com Instagram: just_trouble45 Discord: Just_trouble#3566 You can also join our discord server to discuss this book and many more with other readers, when you follow my Instagram page and click on the discord link in my bio.

Crimson Petals, Hidden Thorns is a captivating tale set in an ancient world of martial arts, where a fallen god is reincarnated as the seemingly useless eldest son of a wealthy family. Struggling to fit into the expectations of his powerful lineage, Tianwu hides his true strength, waiting for the right moment to rise. But as mysterious forces begin to stir, including a forbidden connection with a charming and enigmatic noble, Tianwu finds himself tangled in a web of rivalry, secret desires, and the haunting echoes of a past life. With slow-burn romance, intricate intrigue, and dangerous alliances, this is a story of love, power, and the unspoken truths that lie beneath the surface.

Diving in is the only way out, there is no place to go because all there is, is here. Sophie embarks on a journey to enlightenment after dying of suicide and transmigrating into a cultivation world, following religious teachings and world customs, she embarks on a journey of self-discovery and search for the truth of life. One petal at a time, she uncovers the flower of life as it blooms on her hand and reveals the deep mystery and beauty of existence. Hapiness, sorrow, love, heartbreak, joy, sadness, experiencing the myriad emotions of life, she lives and uncovers what life means to her and others. Despite her naivety and inexperience, her pure motives shine like clear light illuminating what sometimes appears as dark world. Through her various encounters with cultivators, enlightened sages, religious monks and prophets, she explores the notions of God, Goddess, Nirvana, Buddha, Enlightenment, as well the beauty of Nature, the grace of Tao, the fullness of emptiness and the mystery of the existence. Join her as she moves through tribes and nations, discovering their cultures and customs while trying to be true to herself, deal with the harshness of the world and restore peace to herself and her world.

Teen romance? Office Romance? Enemy to lovers? nahhh... I present to you, PRISON ROMANCE! This story is an entry for Romance Carnival contest. Please send me PS, GT and gifts. Life was going perfectly for Jasmine Paxton. One day, she flew out to where her mother originally came from, expecting to be welcomed by a shower of rose petals and confetti. But instead, she was welcomed by the greatest surprise in her life. Jasmine, who was on a vacation -- nay, who faced the death penalty, was now imprisoned in a foreign prison, awaiting her verdict. In prison, she found out about her boyfriend's betrayal, making her hope for freedom seem like a dream. Jasmine accepted her fate and got used to life in prison, which soon changed her. Unexpectedly, her candle of hope for freedom lit up, not from the help from the outside, but from the inside of the prison wall. And one of that came from Felix He, whom she mistook as her handsome ex-boss's secret boyfriend and the first person that put the cuffs on her! ***** This story is fictional. Instagram: aleeqac_books Tiktok: aleeqac_author Facebook: Aleeqa C Buy me a coffee! https://ko-fi.com/aleeqac

In a world that was once peaceful, it has now plunged into darkness due to the Curse of the Flower that spreads mercilessly. This curse transforms humans into creatures known as Blight Walkers / Ekibyō no Hokosha—those who walk carrying disease and calamity. They no longer recognize themselves, trapped in the abyss of pain caused by the curse. With every petal that blooms, more souls fall into the abyss, consumed by the desire to destroy anything in their path. However, amid this desolation, there is still hope. Those who have survived the curse are known as Finire. Blessed with strength and resilience, they stand as the last bastion against the lurking threat. Their task is not only to survive but to eradicate the Ekibyō no Hokosha, restore the balance that has been lost, and end the suffering that continues to burn. This is the story of Eira's journey in hunting down Ekibyo no Hokosha, who terrorizes human lives. You can visit my account on instagram for information about characters and more. -> @restia_author

"You and I need to declare to them that we are dating." "Neither stingy love nor false feelings tell of the inner beauty of a person. Only purity in the soul, to which people's gaze is subject, is worthy to cause amazement about the fullness of the person in whom that trait is placed." "Do you know what that made me realize?" Ryo said surreptitiously, and slowly turned around. "People need care," he added slowly, with a confident tone. "Why does one's happiness not return with a coin…? Why should I endure it for more than a decade? Did I do something wrong?" she said quietly, leaning on her knees. It was the cycle of her life. *** Tokyo, 2022. During puberty, adolescents encounter a tremendous amount of emotional outbursts. Relationships and love, commitment and peacefulness become important in their lives. These factors give them a sense of carefree adolescence. But Ryou Hayashi doesn't see it that way. Having had difficulties in dealing with socialization since childhood, he suddenly and unwillingly moves to Tokyo from his hometown. Taking nothing from home with him, his life begins to change under the patronage of new acquaintances. Whether his outlook on life will change with the new city, or whether he will wallow in loneliness, never having felt the touch of teenage life, is up to him to decide when he meets four other high school students. It is a story about new acquaintances of completely different Japanese students in their final year of high school. By chance, their views cross each other, but neither of them knows until the end where their acquaintance will lead. It is a story of friendship, animosity, love, and colors. It is a story about community. Tokyo, the city of dreams. This city fulfills the dreams of workaholics and casts the lazy into exile, relaxes and never stops tiring, brings happiness to some and takes it away from others. From this beautiful city, covered by a veil of blinding lights, their story filled with dramatic challenges and tragedies begins. The story of a group of teenagers, who are unaware of their affections. The plot takes the reader straight to the eastern country, where the sun begins to rise first. Being wrapped in sakura petals, the roads lead to the prudence of a nature unseen anywhere before. A country with mind-boggling virtues in culture and tradition tells the story of ordinary schoolchildren, suggesting a life around endless youthful unrest and human outlook. Modern Japan (Nihon) introduces people who are able to live simultaneously under difficult but beautiful living conditions. This country teaches residents to love.

After the Third World War had ended, peace has returned to the Kingdom of Fuji. But this is only an illusion, as discrimination, poverty, rebels and immense corruption plague the state. To finally bring back true peace, the Kaizen Academy was created; a military institution to train and bring forth elite soldiers that will hopefully lead the country into a better future. Kawakami Rei, one of the people who got accepted into the academy, now has to fight through the brutal training, carry the burden of an entire country and face his own personal trauma.

The Eternal Flower shattered, the chaos blooms. The Supreme Beings but whisper of the past, the Sanctum Order crumbles, abominations spawn in the wake of its destruction. The lost petals, the fractured realm. Ayin and Zesh but a beast lived all their life under their parents love, forced to tread upon their destiny after losing their sanctuary. Walk through cursed lands and hell on earth, they face god-like beings, monstrous creatures, and darkness that test their bond, will, and sanity. What will each steps of their paw bring them closer to in their aimless journey?

Adira, known as Thorn in the World of Shadows, has always found solace and strength in the darkness. Her life is one of mystery and resilience, navigating the secrets of her realm with cunning and wisdom. Dayo, called Rose in the World of Light, is a beacon of hope and unity for his people. With a heart as bright as the sunlight he draws power from, he strives to protect and bring together his divided world. When a powerful and malevolent sorcerer named Obasi exploits the rift between the light and dark fions and fionesses, Adira and Dayo's worlds collide. Initially filled with mistrust and tension, their meeting takes an unexpected turn as they are forced to work together to confront the growing threat. As they spend more time together, they begin to see the strengths in each other and discover that light and dark can coexist. Their journey takes them through mystical landscapes, uncovering ancient secrets and forging alliances with allies like Kofi, the wise elder of the Luminas, and Zuri, Adira's rebellious confidante. Along the way, they face internal conflicts within their own clans, skepticism from warriors like Kamau, and the enigmatic motives of the rogue fion Ekene. Together, Adira and Dayo must rally their respective factions, overcome the opposition, and unite to defeat Obasi. In a climactic battle, their combined powers turn the tide, leading to a victory that comes at a great cost. With the enemy defeated, they find a way to balance light and dark, ushering in a new era of harmony and unity. In the aftermath, Adira and Dayo's bond transforms the perspectives of their clans, paving the way for a united future. As leaders of this new era, their legacy of strength, love, and unity continues to inspire generations to come.

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

In the mystical land of Aozora, young Reika discovers she is the last descendant of the Order of the Lotus, destined to restore balance to a world teetering on the brink of chaos. Guided by a cryptic prophecy, she must gather the Seven Petals of Amaterasu, divine fragments holding the power of light and shadow. Joined by a rogue swordsman and a fallen mage, Reika braves perilous landscapes and confronts ancient guardians. As the final choice looms, she must decide the fate of Aozora: harmony or destruction. A tale of courage, destiny, and the delicate balance between light and darkness.

In the neon-lit streets of Night City, where corporations and gangs rule with iron fists, two women from opposing worlds find their paths intertwined in a dangerous game of power, loyalty, and love. two lover navigate their fraught relationship—one built on trust, betrayal, and mutual desire. In a city where loyalty is as fragile as the flickering lights that bathe its streets, Elsa and Isabela’s forbidden romance will test them both, pushing them to make choices that could alter the future of Night City itself.

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776

"Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh."

Katrina, a small-town florist, has always believed in love but never found it for herself. When a mysterious stranger named Daniel visits her shop daily to buy flowers, she’s intrigued by his quiet charm. As their connection deepens, Katrina discovers Daniel is leaving flowers for a woman from his past—a love he’s trying to let go of. Torn between her growing feelings and his lingering heartbreak, Katrina must help Daniel heal while hoping he’ll see her as more than just the florist. Will their love story bloom, or will it wither away?

In the mystical realm of Werleria, The Sorcerer Kingdom, Sylteena Benedict, the "Cursed One," already receiving the worst side of life, is forced into a marriage with the enigmatic Prince Anthony — One who bears a dark secret that is the root of his ruthlessness. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of court politics and family feud, Sylteena discovers a beast in the forest who challenges everything she thought she knew about love and loyalty. Torn between the ruthless prince and the mysterious creature, Sylteena must choose her path and confront the true nature of her heart's desire. - "Where humanity and beasthood blur, love becomes a perilous puzzle." Extract: Anthony's hands closed around Sylteena's wrists, chaining her to the headboard. His intense gaze pierced at her as he whispered, "Escape is impossible, little one." His lips claimed hers in a possessive kiss, sending shivers down her spine. Her body was already too weak to struggle. • • • Despite his inhumane features, no one had ever handled her more delicately then a petal. As their kiss deepened, Sylteena's heart fluttered with a sense of longing and affection. She pressed against the soft cushion of the bed, feeling the powerful beat of his heart, matching her racing pulse. In that moment, she knew she was where she belonged, in the embrace of the one who had captured her heart — in the embrace of a real beast.

Meng Qianqian was married into the Lu family at the age of 15 to bring good luck to the old lady. On the wedding night, urgent news came from the border that her husband was ordered to go to war, and unfortunately died at the hands of the Northern Liang army half a year later. Meng Qianqian became a widow. Five years later, the husband who died in the war came back, with a mute girl beside him. Lu Lingxiao said that Wan'er was the descendant of a loyal hero, and was different from a business woman like her who was full of money. She was a truly noble woman. Lu Lingxiao also said that Wan'er was an eagle in the sky, and a delicate flower like her was not as good as Wan'er. It was not until the mountains and rivers were broken and the city towers collapsed that she killed thousands of troops with a red tasseled spear. Lu Lingxiao realized that he had made a mistake. She was not a delicate flower in a deep house, she was the strongest west wind in Yumen Pass.

In "The White Pink Flowers." our hero stands at the threshold of his life and witness the symphony of his memories. As he faces the inevitable, the narrative unfolds into a poignant journey through a tapestry of moments — a mosaic of joy and sorrow, triumphs and regrets. At the heart of the story is an unspoken love that haunts our hero's reflections. The white pink flower is actually a flower named "Lily". It was the only favorite flower of our hero's love which he always wished to give her some day. The white pink flowers, a poignant metaphor for the fragility of life, which become the reflection of unexpressed emotions and echoes of love that remained hidden. Through the delicate dance of petals, the hero relives the bittersweet chapters of his life, where the ordinary and extraordinary collide in a mosaic of emotions. "The White Pink Flowers" is a lyrical exploration of the human experience, where the beauty of memories mingles with the pain of unfulfilled longing. Will our hero find solace in the final moments, or will the untold words forever echo among the white pink flowers, a silent requiem for a love never confessed?

In the magical kingdom of Valmaran, Lyra’s life is as simple as it is content. She spends her days chatting with plants, healing them with her special touch, and helping out in her family’s humble herb shop. But when she stumbles upon a Celestara, a rare, glowing flower said to only bond with those of royal blood, her peaceful world is turned upside down. Before she can even wrap her head around what’s happening, the Celestara chooses her, marking Lyra’s forehead with a glowing gem. But just when she thinks things can’t get any stranger, the cheeky flower goes and bonds with Crown Prince Kaelion too! Now, Lyra must navigate a life of royal intrigue, unexpected bonds, and trying to figure out how she fits into a world she never imagined. And as for Kaelion...well, is he crazy enough to fall in love with a girl who talks to plants? One thing’s for sure: nothing will ever be the same again.

"You dared to disobey my words and tried to run away from me. Now your family will pay for your disobedience," he roared at her. "Please don't hurt my family. I'll not run away from you, please," the girl cried, begging him. "Welcome to hell, beautiful flower. He completely destroyed me, and now I'll destroy his most precious flower," he declared, laughing maniacally. "Please help me remove his touch from my body, please, I beg you," pleaded the girl. "You are not in your right mind, love. I can't do this," he restrained himself from devouring her soul. "If only I hadn't made that promise, you wouldn't have to go through all this. I'm sorry, my love," he cried while hugging her. Get ready to know the journey (twists & turns) of Sebastian and Petal's married life.

In a desolate land, a kind-hearted woman named Aria helps a group of struggling flowers and grass, earning their gratitude. Later, when Aria faces hardship, a stranger named Eryndor rescues her, and they form a deep bond. As Eryndor falls ill, Aria seeks the help of the same flowers and grass she once aided, and they work together to heal him. Ultimately, Aria and Eryndor's love blossoms, and they get married, surrounded by the flowers and grass that brought them together.