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After meeting an unfortunate death on earth, Sigrid unwillingly transmigrated into a novel world becoming Lady Sigrid Thorin the unwanted wife of the crown prince. She resigned herself to her fate and set a goal to become the empress. But to become the future empress, she had to gain the heart of her husband_the foul tempered Prince Roland Maximus a man that loathed her and would sooner kill her than kiss her. While his heart was too thin for her to squeeze into, it was rather wide for the woman he brought home on returning from a three month expedition, a woman he had sworn to protect forever. The same woman Sigrid was on a mission to destroy, an irreconcilable enemy. With misunderstandings, scheming and jealousy, thus begun Sigrid's trials to win the heart of the man that had undeniably captivated her with his dazzling smile and her mission step over the fake female lead, be crowned empress and change her fate. Excerpt. "A knife to the throat of your husband that has just returned from war, what do you hope to accomplish crown princess?" Sigrid's eyes trailed down, to the silver blade pressed against her abdomen, she raised her head and laughed snidely. "A knife to the belly of your wife as soon as you return from war, other men start by saying, honey i am home. They also don't bring home unwanted canaries as presents for their wives." Roland leaned down with a part smug and part angry smoldering look in his eyes. It was if he wished to set her on fire, and not in the passionate way. "Honey i am home." he slowly said, dragging the words out. Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, i hope you don't mind but i intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."

After the death of her grandmother, a mute artist returns home only to discover she’s been sold out by her uncle and aunt. With her world crumbling, she struggles to rebuild her life, tangled in the web of her enigmatic buyer. She convinces herself that, despite his behavior suggesting otherwise, he is better than her family. But everything changes when she uncovers his true nature and demands her freedom—only to be met with an unexpected ultimatum. --- "You must be wondering why I brought you under my roof and paid so much for you, knowing how much I despise wasting resources, right?” These are the same questions I’ve been asking myself, but why is he suddenly posing them to me now? Am I about to be set free? Or am I about to face a new prison, one with stricter walls? Come on, Carmela. You're a writer—don’t let your imagination run wild. In books, the female lead is usually hit with endless rules and restrictions when faced with these kinds of questions. Is that my fate, too? "First and foremost," he began, his voice smooth but laced with an edge, "I’ll admit I brought you here for selfish reasons. But I don’t want my motives to be an obstacle in your life." He stepped closer, his gray eyes locking onto mine like magnets pulling me into a dark abyss. "I’ll give you one hour. Run as far as you can, and I won’t chase after you." His words froze me in place, but my body betrayed me, refusing to step back as he approached. His hand slid around my waist, lifting my face to meet his smoldering gaze. "Stay," he murmured, his voice a melody that sent shivers through me, "and you will be mine. Forever. I don’t let go of what’s mine." As suddenly as he drew me in, he released me, leaving the room without a second glance. Yet the rush of emotions he stirred refused to settle. --- "I no longer wish to be your slave," I declared, my voice firm. "I’ll repay every cent my adoptive family owes you." Nix tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "You sure?" "Six months," I replied. "With interest. If I fail, I’d rather jump off a cliff than live as your property." His laughter, deep and intoxicating, echoed around us. "No, beloved," he purred, his tone both dangerous and alluring. "I won’t let you die so easily." He set a small box before me, his eyes dark and unreadable. "Accept my proposal. Be my wife for one year, and I’ll erase the debt. I’ll even give you a billion to rebuild your life." His offer hung in the air, heavy with promise and peril. Before I could respond, he vanished into the crowd, leaving me alone with the weight of his words. --- "Ahem... that man you were with—what’s your relationship with him?"* Damian’s voice broke the silence. I met his gaze, raising a brow. "Why do you care?" "Don’t get me wrong," he replied, his tone stern. "But he’s dangerous. You shouldn’t be involved with him."* "Really?" I leaned back, crossing one leg over the other, feigning indifference. "Yes, Carmela. Cut off all ties with him," Damian warned, his voice cold and unyielding. But will she walk away... sign the contract... or take the ultimate plunge? **Coming Soon.**

Kayla Montgomery is a 21-year-old firebrand, a woman with a razor-sharp mind and a heart as independent as they come. After years of fighting her way through the art world, she’s finally creating out a name for herself as an up-and-coming painter. She doesn’t need anyone, especially not a man, to tell her how to live her life. But all of that changes when she becomes the target of a powerful criminal organization after an art theft goes wrong. Enter Jeff Winters. A 27-year-old, 6’2” ex-special forces bodyguard who’s as formidable as he is captivating. Dominant, controlled, and relentless, Jeff doesn’t do emotions ,especially not with someone like Kayla, whose fierce independence drives him insane. Tasked with keeping her safe, Jeff is supposed to be her protector, not her lover, but everything about her calls to him in ways he’s not prepared for. From the moment they meet, sparks fly. Kayla resents his presence, treating him like a glorified babysitter, while Jeff can’t help but want to break through her walls. Every heated glance, every smoldering touch, intensifies their undeniable chemistry. The tension between them is thick, magnetic, but neither of them is willing to give in. But when an explosive night of passion forces them to confront their desires, everything changes. Kayla’s walls crack, revealing a vulnerability she’s never shown before. And Jeff? He’s caught between his unyielding need to protect her and his overpowering desire to claim her. As they are drawn deeper into a world of danger and desire, Kayla and Jeff must navigate the fine line between love and obsession. Will they find a way to surrender to their passion, or will their own fears and secrets tear them apart?

Die Erde hat eine merkwürdige Veränderung durchgemacht. Während sie sich um das Millionenfache ihrer ursprünglichen Größe ausdehnte, wurde ihre Bevölkerung plötzlich in zwei Hälften geteilt. Auf der einen Seite gab es eine Gruppe von technologisch fortgeschrittenen Menschen. Auf der anderen Seite wuchs und gedieh eine Welt der Kultivierung. Die Geheimnisse, die zu dieser Veränderung geführt haben, waren zu lange im Dunkeln verborgen... Bis zu dem Tag, an dem sich herausstellte, dass ein Junge, der auf der sterblichen Seite der Welt geboren wurde, das Talent hatte, in die Welt der Krieger einzutreten. Nachdem er beide Eltern durch eine verborgene Flut verloren hatte, beschloss er, alles, was er bisher kannte, hinter sich zu lassen und dieses Land der Gefahr zu betreten. Welche Wahrheiten würde er ans Licht bringen? Was würde er darüber erfahren, was die Sterblichen von den Kultivierenden unterscheidet? Welche verborgenen Übel wollten sicherstellen, dass sein Volk sich niemals erheben und die Macht erlangen würde? Und wie würden diese Übel... mit ihm umgehen? ---- Die Liste der Dinge, die ich hasse, ist ziemlich lang. Die erste ist, dass ich es am meisten hasse, getestet zu werden. Das zweite ist, dass ich es am meisten hasse, getestet zu werden. Die dritte ist, dass ich es am meisten hasse, geprüft zu werden. Die Tiefen des Ozeans sind zu seicht, das Licht der Sonne zu schwach, der Boden zu banal und der Himmel zu klein. Dass diejenigen, die in dieser farblosen Welt geboren wurden, sich für würdig halten, über mich zu urteilen... kann ich nur sagen, dass es lächerlich ist. Ich bin der namenlose unsterbliche Gott, denn selbst der Himmel ist nicht würdig, mir einen Namen zu geben. Selbst wenn ich mir meiner Identität nicht bewusst bin, werde ich die Ozeane austrocknen, bis nur noch rissiges Land übrig ist, ich werde die Sonne in endlose Dunkelheit stürzen, ich werde den Boden mit meinen Füßen zertrümmern und den Himmel mit meiner Klinge zerreißen. Bin ich zu arrogant? Welches Recht hast du, das zu denken? --- https:// www. artstation.com /liushuo https://discord.gg/awespec Kapitel-Belohnungssystem: (Die Basiskapitelanzahl beträgt 2/Tag und 14/Woche) Alle 100 goldenen Tickets - 1 zusätzliches Kapitel 2000 Münzen Geschenk (Drache) - 1 Extra-Kapitel 5000 Münzen Geschenk (Schloss) - 3 Extra-Kapitel 10000 Münzen Geschenk (Raumschiff) - 6 Extra-Kapitel 15000 Münzen Geschenk (Gachapon) - 10 Extra-Kapitel

[Unterhaltungsindustrie + Starke weibliche Hauptrolle + Erfrischende Geschichte + Versteckte Identität] Die junge Sektenmeisterin der Tang-Sekte, Tang Shu, die in Gifttechniken und verborgenen Waffen bewandert war, war transmigriert und wurde eine Neuling im 18. Nachdem eine Varieté-Show ausgestrahlt wurde: Hater: "Ich finde Tang Shu eigentlich ganz süß. Stimmt etwas nicht mit mir?" Als das Nationale Forschungsinstitut für Maschinenbau bekannt gab: Frau Tang ist unsere wichtigste Forschungsberaterin. Hasser: "Was????" Als ein maßgeblicher Experte für chinesische Medizin in einem Interview erklärte: Die Entwicklung einer neuen Art von Medizin verdankt Tang Shu viel. Hater: "Ist das nicht einfach zu zufällig?" Als die Abteilung für Porzellanrestaurierung offen erklärte: Niemand übertrifft Tang Shu auf dem Gebiet der Porzellanrestaurierung und der Kalligraphie und Malerei. Hasser: "Wird dieser weiße Lotus ein bisschen zu berauschend?" Als ein Weibo big V mit Millionen von Fans versehentlich ihr Gesicht während einer Live-Sendung enthüllte... Die Hater erklärten alle, dass sie völlig aus dem Häuschen seien! *** Jing Yu, der bevorzugte Sohn des Himmels, hatte immer einen eisernen Griff und eine erfolgreiche Karriere gehabt, bis er Tang Shu traf. Im Kino, nachdem er vier oder fünf Filme hintereinander gesehen hatte, stellte er fest, dass die Person neben ihm sich nicht verändert hatte und genüsslich das Popcorn aß. Jing Yus Kehle rührte sich leicht; diese Frau flirtete mit ihm. Als sie sich in einem Café gegenüberstanden, zog sie lässig einen doppelseitigen Strohhalm heraus und steckte ihn in ihre Tasse. Jing Yus Augen färbten sich rot; diese Frau flirtete eindeutig mit ihm!

Alice, die ihre Kindheit in Ketten verbrachte, war ein Kind, das weder Liebe noch Freude kannte. Von ihrer Familie verachtet und im Namen des Allgemeinwohls jahrelang gefoltert, wurde sie gefühllos und gedankenlos. Bis ihr eines Tages ein Mann in Schwarz eine Chance zur Flucht bot. Einst gab es Gerüchte über eine endlose Hölle, ein Land des glorreichen Todes und der schrecklichen Möglichkeiten. Dummköpfe machten sich auf die Suche danach, und die Klugen wagten sich nie dorthin. Erst als seine unheilvollen Geheimnisse auf die Erde gelangten, hörten alle seinen Namen - den Abgrund. Ein einziger Tropfen seines Blutes konnte jemandem die Macht verleihen, Schatten zu kontrollieren, sich schneller als der Schall zu bewegen oder stärker zu sein als der stärkste Mann. Doch all das hatte seinen Preis: Das Blut sorgte immer dafür, dass diejenigen, die es tranken, Teil des Abgrunds wurden - mit einer Ausnahme: Alice. Von ihrem eigenen Blut verstoßen, war es ihr Schicksal, in einem vergoldeten Käfig zu verrotten. Doch dieser schicksalhafte Tag änderte alles. Sie bekam eine zweite Chance im Leben, eine Chance, ihr Leben umzukrempeln und Rache an ihrer Familie zu nehmen, eine Chance, tief in den Abgrund einzutauchen und die Macht zu erlangen, ihr eigenes Schicksal zu lenken, und Alice nahm seine Hand, ohne zu ahnen, welches Schicksal sich vor ihr entfalten würde. Uneinigkeit: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va Anmerkungen des Autors: Dies ist mein drittes Buch und ich werde das, was ich aus den vorherigen gelernt habe, nutzen, um mich zu verbessern. Dieses Buch wird sich auf die Handlung, die Action, die Tiefe der Charaktere und insgesamt auf einen dunkleren Ton in dieser grausamen Fantasy-Welt konzentrieren, die ich mir für dieses Buch ausgedacht habe! Wenn ihr dieses Buch ausprobiert, hoffe ich, dass es euch gefällt! Es ist eine ganz andere Erfahrung und ein ganz anderer Ton als Nanomancer Reborn.

# WIFE-CHASING Su Wan liebte Jing Chen seit zehn Jahren, und sie war seit zwei Jahren mit ihm verheiratet. Jing Chen war immer der Ehemann, ganz gleich, ob sie allein oder in der Öffentlichkeit waren. Er erinnerte sich an ihren Hochzeitstag und bereitete zu jedem besonderen Anlass Geschenke für sie vor. Sie war sein Augapfel, und er behandelte sie wie einen kostbaren Schatz. Er mochte ihren Körper so sehr, dass man sagen könnte, er sei von ihm besessen. Doch nur Su Wan wusste, dass Jing Chen sich nur wie ein perfekter Ehemann verhielt, weil er ein Mann der Worte war. Sie würde nie vergessen, was er ihr bei ihrer Heirat sagte: "Ich kann dich heiraten, aber ich habe bereits jemanden, den ich liebe. Unsere Ehe wird drei Jahre lang halten. Drei Jahre später wirst du derjenige sein, der Großvater die Scheidung vorschlägt." Als Jing Chen an ihrem zweiten Jahrestag die Scheidungspapiere hervorholte und sie ihr vorlegte, war Su Wan nicht überrascht. Sie steckte heimlich ihren Schwangerschaftstest weg. "Es sind zwar noch nicht drei Jahre wie versprochen, aber Bai Lian ist zurück. Ich kann es wieder gutmachen", sagte Jing Chen. Su Wan nickte ruhig: "Okay." "Du wirst diejenige sein, die Großvater um die Scheidung bittet. Sag ihm, dass du schon jemanden hast, den du magst. Auch wenn Großvater nicht zustimmen will, wird er dich nicht abweisen", sagte Jing Chen. Su Wan nickte: "Verstehe, aber... ist eine Scheidung ein Muss? Und wenn ich sage, wir bekommen ein Kind?" Jing Chen antwortete: "Su Wan, in meiner Welt gibt es kein Wenn. Ich habe immer empfängnisverhütende Maßnahmen ergriffen. Selbst wenn es wirklich zu einem Unfall kommen sollte, werde ich dafür sorgen, dass er verschwindet. Ich werde dieses Risiko nicht auf mich nehmen." An seinem Hochzeitstag wurde Su Wans Baby als Frühchen geboren. Su Wan war in einen Autounfall verwickelt, und die Szene war voller Blut. In einer Blutlache liegend, drückte Su Wan ihren Bauch fest an sich, verzweifelt, um ihn zu schützen. Später gab es Gerüchte, dass Jing Chen seine Braut an diesem Tag verlassen hatte. Er bewahrte den kalten Körper seiner Ex-Frau eine ganze Woche lang auf und ließ nicht zu, dass sie beerdigt wurde. Jing Chen war völlig außer sich. Bis eines Tages Su Wan mit zwei entzückenden Babys an ihm vorbeiging...

"Lebe diesmal das Leben, das du willst." Eine unvergleichliche Attentäterin, Codename: Hua, hat ihre Karriere schon als Kind begonnen. Ihre Missionsbilanz war perfekt, und jeder, den sie für ihren Feind hielt, starb, ohne zu wissen warum. Als der Krieg zu Ende war, wurde sie in eine Anstalt geschickt, wo sie streng überwacht wurde. Der behandelnde Arzt gab ihr einen gewöhnlichen Wuxia-Roman zu lesen. Nachdem sie die Lektüre beendet hatte, brach eine Lawine los. Als sie aufwachte, hatte sie sich in Nan Hua verwandelt, die junge Frau einer mächtigen Militärfamilie aus dem Roman, den sie gelesen hatte. Das Mädchen war auch die Verlobte der ehemaligen Hauptfigur, die sterben würde, weil sie die Liebe der Hauptfigur behindert hatte. Wer würde es jetzt, da sie die Macht übernommen hatte, wagen, sich in ihrer Nähe so anmaßend zu verhalten? Sie würden nie erfahren, wie sie so unglücklich endeten! Aber... Hauptfigur, was treibst du dich in ihrer Nähe herum? Solltest du dich nicht auf den drohenden Krieg und die Rettung deiner weiblichen Hauptfigur konzentrieren? Warum versuchst du stattdessen mit allen Mitteln, sie zu gewinnen, ach? ... Die Geschichte spielt in einer fiktiven Welt mit einer ähnlichen Kultur wie im alten China. Tritt dem Diskurs bei, um mit dem Autor und anderen Lesern zu chatten: https://discord.gg/pBy2wGB ... P.S.: Diese Geschichte ist auch bei Amazon veröffentlicht, wenn ihr sie dort lest, lasst bitte eine Rezension da. Dankeschön ^^ ... Sequel: Astralblume [in Arbeit] ... Andere Romane: -Blumen blühen auf dem Schlachtfeld [vollständig] - Unter dem Schleier der Nacht [vollständig] - 7 Pfad der Lilien [auf lange Pause] - 1 Jahr des Beginns [vollständig] - Villain Lady [vollständig] - Wissenschaft und Fantasie [vollständig] - 2 Jahre des Neubeginns [vollständig] - Die stille Kaiserin [in Arbeit] - Die kleine Katze des Schurken [in Arbeit] ... Folge mir auf IG: @sora100518

Was war schlimmer als der Tod selbst? Nun, es war das Sterben in dem Wissen, dass dich niemand vermissen würde, in dem Wissen, dass dein Tod ein Gefallen für alle war, die du je kanntest. Genau so fühlte ich mich an dem Tag, an dem ich starb. Ich war das uneheliche Kind des Eclipse-Alpha-Königs, und in einer Zeit, in der der Bund zwischen Mann und Frau als heilig galt, war ein uneheliches Kind nichts weniger als ein Sakrileg... Es war seine Schuld, er liebte eine andere als seine Gefährtin... Es war seine Schuld, er hatte Geschlechtsverkehr mit einer menschlichen Frau. "Es war alles seine Schuld, mein einziges Verbrechen war, dass ich aus seiner Lust geboren wurde. Aber warum war mein Vater, der Alphakönig, in Sicherheit, während ich stattdessen gehasst, verachtet und für alles verantwortlich gemacht wurde? Warum musste ich das Druckmittel meines Vaters sein, um seine Ziele zu erreichen? Warum musste ich mit meinem eigenen Stiefbruder verpaart werden? Warum konnte ich nicht wie alle anderen eine Abfuhr erhalten, sondern wurde von meinem eigenen Partner ermordet? Warum wurde ich getötet, bevor ich überhaupt eine Chance zu leben hatte? Ich hatte tausend Fragen und doch gab es niemanden, der sie beantworten konnte, und genau so bin ich gestorben... Warum also flatterten meine Augen an diesem Tag auf, einen Monat vor meinem Tod? War es wegen meines kleinen Geheimnisses? Ein Geheimnis, das ich niemandem außer dir erzählen werde... Nach dem Titel meiner Geschichte musst du denken, dass ich ein Omegawolf bin... Nein, da liegst du falsch... Ich bin kein Omega-Wolf, ich bin ein Alpha-Wolf und mein Name ist Omega. ~Zweites Buch der Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Serie. *Kein Prequel oder Sequel zu 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', beide Bücher sind nicht miteinander verwandt, mit Ausnahme des Weltsettings und des Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Konzepts. *Das Titelbild stammt aus dem Internet, alle Credits gehen an den ursprünglichen Künstler.

“Do you even realize what you’re doing to me?” His voice was a deep growl, rough with restrained desire, as he pulled her against him. His breath, hot and uneven, ghosted over her skin, sending a cascade of shivers down her spine. “I… I’m sorry, Master. I only wanted to check on you…” Her voice faltered, trembling as if every word was a struggle against the storm of emotions and desires building inside her. He was so close, too close. His intoxicating scent wrapped around her, his presence overwhelming. She dared to glance up and the way his smoldering, dangerous eyes lingered on her made her knees weak. That look, raw and hungry, unleashed something within her. She wanted to give in, to let herself drown in this moment. But how could she? He was her Master. After this, how would they even face each other? Before the thought could fully form, his lips crashed against hers in a kiss that was both ravenous and commanding. Heat consumed her, his passion igniting something deep within her that she couldn’t suppress any longer. “Let me show you,” he murmured against her lips, his voice low and husky, sending vibrations through her. “What it truly means to be handled properly by your Master…” His hands roamed down to her waist, deliberate and slow, pulling her closer until their bodies melded together, every inch of her pressed firmly against him. Their breaths mingled, the heat between them intensifying. “Not the curse-driven desires you wrestle with when you’re near your adopted brothers…” he continued, his words a dangerous promise as his lips brushed the shell of her ear. His crimson eyes bore into hers, predatory and unrelenting, locking her in place. His hands slid upward, cupping her breasts with a sensual, deliberate touch that sent sparks flying through her body. “And I promise, I'll have you screaming my name untill you can't say anything else” *** Aria’s life was never her own. As the daughter of the royal family, she was treated as a mistake, a pawn to be used or discarded. Her mother loathed and despised her for being a girl, while her father viewed her as nothing more than a burden. Forced to live like a servant, Aria had endured years of neglect, cruelty, and resentment. But everything changed when she turned 18. An ancient curse, buried deep in her family’s bloodline, awakened within her. Her very presence became a weapon an irresistible allure that ensnared the minds of men, making them crave her with a dangerous, forbidden intensity. And the first to fall victim to this curse? Her own adoptive brothers. Not only that she was also cursed!! Cursed to Crave lustful and intimate moments with her Adoptive brothers. Which in every way was forbidden. The curse binds Aria to an unbearable fate: an insatiable craving for her adoptive brothers. Its magic weaves a cruel web of desire, stripping her of control and forcing her to battle the primal, forbidden feelings that grow stronger each day... And the only thing that could break the curse was true love... Will Aria find a way to break free from the curse, or will it consume her and those she loves? Will she ever find true love in this curse and desire filled web? And as her brothers sink deeper into forbidden temptation, one that was punishable by death, Can they resist the curse and the pull of the allure? Weak to strong (Yes) Forbidden desire (") Face slapping. (") Action. (") Smut (Yes of course a lot)

Katarina, a sheltered and naïve young woman, moves to Sierra-Madre to live with her aloof and intimidating step-sister, Sharon. While Katarina tries to adjust to her new life, Sharon’s cold demeanor and domineering presence make it clear that living under the same roof will be anything but easy. One night, an innocent mistake leads Katarina to uncover a secret side of Sharon’s life—a world of control, seduction, and forbidden desires hidden behind the elegant exterior. Oblivious to the implications, Katarina brushes off the discovery, but the tension between them begins to smolder, slowly unraveling Sharon’s carefully guarded control. Sharon finds herself drawn to Katarina’s innocence, despite knowing the risks of crossing the line. Meanwhile, Katarina is inexplicably captivated by her step-sister’s commanding presence, even as she struggles to understand the new and confusing emotions stirring within her. As their lives become intertwined, the walls of propriety crumble, giving way to a passionate and dangerous connection that could either break them apart or bind them forever. In a house filled with secrets and desires, innocence may be the first thing to shatter. Breaking Her Innocence is an intense and provocative journey of forbidden attraction, emotional conflict, and the thin line between restraint and surrender.

(MASS RELEASE ON Dec 10) Klaus had spent his entire existence as a puppet, bound by the strings of fate. However, a miraculous turn of events granted him a fresh start. The remnants of his former constraints smoldered in the ashes of his past. Now, unshackled and determined, he resolved to forge his destiny according to his own desires. No one, not even a deity, would be spared if they dared obstruct his path. Klaus was ready to wield the sword of vengeance and carve his own fate in the annals of history.

Am Tag ihrer Hochzeit mit ihrer Jugendliebe erhielt Natalie Ford ein unerwartetes Geschenk: eine Heiratsurkunde. Darin stand, dass sie bereits mit einem völlig Fremden verheiratet war - Aiden Handrix. Während die Hochzeitsgäste sie weiterhin verspotteten und beleidigten, beschloss ihr Geliebter Ivan, sie zu verlassen und stattdessen ihre Halbschwester Briena zu heiraten. Zu allem Übel wurde sie auch noch aus ihrem Haus geworfen. Um ihre Unschuld zu beweisen, gab es für Natalie Ford nur eine Möglichkeit: Sie musste diesen mysteriösen Aiden Handrix finden und der Sache auf den Grund gehen! Am nächsten Tag gab es eine Neuigkeit im Fernsehen. Justine Harper, die Erbin der reichsten Familie in Bayford, kehrte nach Hause zurück. Natalies Augen verengten sich auf dem Fernsehbildschirm. Warum sieht dieser Mann genauso aus wie der Mann auf dem Bild meiner Hochzeitsurkunde? Auf der Suche nach dem Geheimnis ihrer besagten Hochzeit beschloss sie, ihm zu folgen und ihn persönlich zu fragen. "Sind Sie verheiratet?" "Nein." "Hast du einen Zwillingsbruder?" "Nein?" "Haben Sie zufällig den Namen Aiden Handrix gehört?" "Nein." "Wer zum Teufel bist du dann? "Dein Bruder." "Warte, was?" "Ja. Jetzt pack deine Sachen und komm mit mir nach Hause." Erst bekam sie aus heiterem Himmel einen Ehemann und jetzt einen Bruder mit demselben Gesicht? Hatte Gott Klone erschaffen und sie ihr mit unterschiedlichen Beziehungen angeboten?

Theo Greene is the kind of person everyone on campus seems to know—and like. A sophomore theater major with a passion for helping others and dancing, Theo lives his life with an open heart and an open mind. Whether it’s helping his classmates rehearse lines, offering snacks during late-night study sessions, or smiling at strangers in the dining hall, Theo believes that kindness is its own kind of magic. But his optimism is put to the test when Caleb Rivera walks into his life—or rather, into their shared dorm room. Caleb, a junior, who for some reason is still living on campus and is getting paired with Sophomores for dorms, is a chemical engineering major and the university’s star soccer player, is Theo's polar opposite in every way. Known for his smoldering (tangled getting to me bro) good looks, sharp jawline, and piercing gaze, Caleb is as popular as he is unapproachable. He keeps most people at arm’s length, speaking only when necessary and letting his reputation do the talking. Rumors swirl about his cold demeanor—some say he’s arrogant, others claim he’s a serial killer. The truth? Caleb just doesn’t care enough to correct them, he's just a chill guy. Theo quickly discovers that Caleb’s standoffishness isn’t limited to strangers. Caleb ignores him whenever possible, leaving their dorm in chaos, coming and going without explanation, and offering little more than gruff one-word responses to Theo's friendly gestures. It’s a frustrating dynamic, especially for someone like Theo, who is just trying to be nice. The only time Caleb shows a hint of warmth is when he’s with his two younger brothers, Jake and Lucas, one of a freshman and the other a sophomore and one of Theo's good friends. Theo watches with curiosity and envy as Caleb transforms around them—his sharp edges softening, his rare smile breaking through the facade. It’s clear he loves his brothers fiercely, even if he keeps the rest of the world at bay. Determined to crack the mystery of Caleb Rivera, Theo starts to notice things that don’t add up. The way Caleb’s eyes linger when he thinks no one’s looking. The rare moments of quiet vulnerability, like when Caleb flips through an old, well-worn journal or stares out the window, lost in thought. And then there’s the night Theo overhears Caleb defending him to a group of students mocking his kindness. That moment changes everything. Theo's curiosity turns into something deeper—an unshakable desire to understand Caleb, to figure out why he’s built such high walls around himself. Despite Caleb’s icy demeanor, Theo refuses to give up. He starts leaving small acts of kindness for Caleb to stumble upon: a cup of coffee on a stressful morning, ironing his shirts, or a note of encouragement slipped into one of Caleb’s textbooks. At first, Caleb brushes them off, but slowly, begrudgingly, he starts to let his guard down. What starts as awkward exchanges about soccer games and theater projects evolves into something deeper—confessions of childhood dreams, fears, and the weight of expectations. Theo learns that Caleb’s coldness isn’t born of arrogance but of pain—an armor forged by betrayal and heartbreak. Caleb, in turn, discovers that Theo's kindness is not a naïve veneer but a choice—a strength rooted in his own battles with loneliness and rejection. As their connection grows, so do the challenges they face. Caleb’s popularity puts them under the microscope of campus gossip, and misunderstandings threaten to drive a wedge between them. Theo struggles with his own insecurities, wondering if he can ever be enough for someone like Caleb, while Caleb wrestles with the fear of letting someone in only to lose them. Through it all, Theo finds himself falling for the boy who once seemed incapable of love, and Caleb discovers that maybe he doesn’t hate everyone after all. This is unrecognizable by yours truly.

Ich wachte auf. Der Himmel über mir war von einer unnatürlichen Farbe – eine Mischung aus blassem Grau und schimmerndem Blau, als würde das Firmament selbst krank daliegen. Kein Wind, keine Geräusche, nur Stille, die dröhnte. Der Boden war staubig und rau, mit Rissen, die wie ein Netz aus Wunden die Landschaft überzogen. Um mich herum erstreckte sich eine trostlose Wüste, doch das war keine gewöhnliche Wüste. Am Horizont erhoben sich seltsame Strukturen, wie Zähne aus Metall, die rostend und bedrohlich in den Himmel stachen. Ihre Silhouetten schienen sich zu bewegen, als ob sie atmeten oder lebten. Es war ein Ort, an dem nichts existieren sollte, und doch war ich hier. Ich tastete meine Kleidung ab. Ein einfacher, grauer Anzug, den ich nicht kannte, und ein seltsames Gerät an meinem Handgelenk. Es blinkte leise, ohne dass ich wusste, was es bedeutete. Ein schwaches Pulsieren ging davon aus, wie ein Herzschlag, der mich daran erinnerte, dass ich noch lebte. Aber wo war ich? Wer war ich? Dann hörte ich es. Ein fernes Summen, das sich langsam näherte. Es war kein Fahrzeug, zumindest keines, das ich je gehört hatte. Es klang organisch und mechanisch zugleich, ein unheimlicher Chor aus Klängen, die sich in meinem Schädel festsetzten. Meine Instinkte schrien, dass ich mich verstecken musste. Doch wohin? Hier gab es nichts außer der leeren Weite und diesen seltsamen Strukturen. Plötzlich begann das Gerät an meinem Handgelenk schneller zu blinken. Eine Stimme erklang, digital und kalt: „Subjekt 473, Protokoll Omega aktiviert. Sicherheit nicht gewährleistet. Bewegung erforderlich.“ Bevor ich weiter darüber nachdenken konnte, was das bedeutete, brach der Himmel über mir auf. Ein grelles Licht durchbrach die Wolkendecke, und etwas Riesiges senkte sich herab. Ein Schiff? Ein Lebewesen? Es war unmöglich zu sagen. Doch eines wusste ich: Meine Zeit hier hatte gerade erst begonnen.

In the glittering world of Manhattan's elite, two souls are bound by an unholy pact - a marriage contract forged to save their respective family legacies. Kiara Davis, a beautiful but traumatized orphan, agrees to wed Mike Robinson, a ruthlessly ambitious billionaire with a soul as cold as the steel in his skyscrapers. "I don't love you," Mike snarls, his icy eyes raking over Kiara's delicate form. "This is just business." Yet amid the dizzying power plays and dizzying wealth, blazing desire ignites between them like a wildfire. Mike finds himself craving more from his beguiling new bride than just her virtue. And Kiara discovers there is fiery passion smoldering beneath Mike's unfeeling facade. But their white-hot consummation could unravel at any moment when dark secrets and sinister agendas are unleashed from the shadows. Mike's depraved father and twisted half-brother join forces to destroy everything he's built. "You were a fool to cross me, son," Robinson senior hisses menacingly. "I'll bury you just like I did your whore of a mother." An undercover seductress from a rival company ensnares Mike in a dangerous erotic trap. And an old trauma surfaces from Kiara's past, threatening to splinter her fragile psyche once more when she whispers: "The girls...they hurt me again." In the ultimate power struggle between ruthless ambitions and pure desires, who will surrender first? Amidst the grandeur and cutthroat stakes of New York's billionaire playground, Mike and Kiara must choose - embrace their all-consuming love...or let it consume them both into sweet oblivion. Brace yourself for the sumptuous, high-stakes romance of the year in this tantalizing novel about passion, obsession, and letting yourself burn for love.

“This mark tells the world the sight of your neck belongs to me, so, no one will ever dare to look. I hate sharing what’s mine.” He whispered low, then pulled back to look into my smoldering eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. With his hand still on my throat, his thumb brushed softly over the sting mark he'd just left on my neck, sending a jolt through my body before he pulled away and walked off. I hated the way his torment turned to pleasure, leaving my body craving more while my mind rebelled. Even Lucifer in hell would have cringed at the clash between my desire and logic. Hell no, I’d never give in. *** Money, power, desire—can you really have it all? What would you do if such an opportunity came? For Zara, working as a chef at a Michelin-starred restaurant hasn’t brought her closer to freedom. Debts and the weight of her past keep her shackled in darkness. Not even in her wildest imagination did Zara think her passion for cooking would captivate an enigmatic billionaire, Ravier Auckland, to offer her a contract as his ‘atypical’ private chef. Fueled by a sense of betrayal from her loved ones and a desperate need to prove her worth, Zara sees Ravier’s offer as her way out. But will it lead to the salvation she craves or rather ignite a flame of raw, uncontrollable desire that consumes everything in its path? Very Mature Content!

In 2036 More games were introduced around the world and One of them is the game called "The Game of Survival" Its the popular FPS zombie game That its so popular around the world. But there was a secret from the game that no one knows. Andre, Jake, Ljay, and Eman are one of the players of this game. They just play peacefully and without any problems. Until the one fateful moment, They realized that they were inside the game. Almost 12,000 players were trapped inside the game including them. "If you die or become a zombie on this game you cannot go back to the real world." "To Beat the game, You must find the Golden Arc and proceed to 100th floor to get out from this world". These words starting their new adventure inside the game. Are they Going to survive or Are they going to be a Zombies on this world?

“I want you to be my submissive.” If homicide detective Cassandra Pratt had to describe Havenfield in three words, they would be ‘small,’ ‘inconspicuous,’ and ‘boring.’ But when a series of gruesome murders shatter the town's peace, Cass is thrust into a hunt for a killer with no identity. Stumbling upon a vampire was never part of the plan, but Uriel Serpov has never been one to follow plans. Uriel is infuriating, enigmatic, and undeniably attractive. Worst of all, he knows Cass’s darkest secret—the very one that keeps her isolated from the rest of the town. Behind his sharp smile and smoldering eyes, Uriel harbors secrets of his own, and now Cass’s only hope of solving the serial murders lies through him. The line between duty and desire quickly blurs. Will Cass solve the case? Or will the heat between them consume her? Additionally tags: slow burn, bd//sm, power play

Die Heirat mit ihrem besten Freund war ein wahr gewordener Traum für Kelly, aber alles hat seine Grenzen. Pierce ist Kellys erste Liebe, aber als sein bester Freund wusste sie genau, dass es tief in seinem Herzen noch eine andere Frau gab. Lexi Gilbert. Die Frau, die Pierce nie vergessen könnte, auch wenn er bereits für die Heirat mit Kelly vorgesehen war. *** Kelly erkannte schließlich, dass ihre glückliche Ehe der letzten drei Jahre nur ein schöner Traum war, als Pierce die Scheidung verlangte, nur weil Lexi zurückkehrte. Sie konnte nur seine beste Freundin sein, auch wenn sie sein Baby in sich trug. *** Da ihre Freundschaft zu einem Käfig geworden war, beschloss Kelly, ihn zu befreien, ebenso wie die Unglückliche selbst. Aber warum war dann ausgerechnet Pierce derjenige, der sich weigerte, weiterzumachen? Zu allem Überfluss mischte sich auch noch ihr teuflischer Stiefbruder ein und verlangte von ihr, seine Frau zu werden. *** Ihr Märchenprinz vs. ihr teuflischer Stiefbruder? Wie kann Kelly ihr Herz in diesem Kampf zwischen Liebe und Hass retten?

The Blood Moon is coming. "This is not my story, I don't want to be the main character." -Sam "This can't be my story...there are too many twists and rumor has it, I die." -Gab "There is no story especially when the Red Moon brings forces that want Alpha's dead and Omegas enslaved." -Ora "I am the blood moon and this is my story. It wasn't always like this but I knew this was coming.... Hi, My name is Alexandria and I am an Omega. My nature does not determine my story, this moon has no idea of my hardships neither do the people behind it. There's no world to ran to when they are all being attacked, this is the disruption of the supernatural and being cornered makes me question if by luck we survive."

People are always afraid of what they do not know, wary of what they do not understand. There are those who dare to step out and learn about them, but there is no consensus. The issue of human rights for humanoid anomalies has always been a burning, smoldering issue, not to mention the fact that all government agencies and organizations try to cover up the existence of anomalies. And then, it burst open, like a series of continuous chemical reactions, and World War 3 broke out.

This is a BL novel. In a desolate future where Earth has been subjugated by the Alki, an advanced species with unimaginable power and cold, unyielding logic, created by Anu, human kind's newest Goddess, society's remnants live as an objectified, broken people. The Alki view humans as inferior beings, fit only to serve their new masters. Ray Malek, once a simple cook in a small establishment is betrayed by his friends and thrown into Heathens Prison. A place where the only way out is as a slave. Sold to the sadistic Salazar a high-ranking Alki noble known for his detached, almost clinical cruelty Ray must find a way to survive his new reality. Stripped of his freedom, his identity reduced to that of an unwilling sex slave, a prized possession to be paraded as both a trophy and a warning. Salazar is everything Ray despises: calculating, arrogant, and unshakably confident in the Alki's supremacy. To Salazar, Ray is no more than an amusing plaything—a symbol of humanity's futile defiance. Yet, beneath the carefully curated facade of apathy, Salazar finds himself intrigued by Ray's unyielding spirit and refusal to fully submit. In defiance of all logic, Salazar begins to admire the very qualities he sought to crush. As weeks turn into months, Ray and Salazar are drawn into an intricate, dangerous dance of wills. Their interactions are fraught with tension, anger, and moments of vulnerability that neither can ignore. Ray, haunted by memories of his lost comrades and his own complicity in this degrading system, finds himself questioning his hatred for Salazar, even as he clings to him for survival. Salazar, in turn, faces an existential crisis, torn between the icy detachment expected of his kind and the inexplicable emotions that Ray stirs within him. Set against the backdrop of a crumbling Earth, where rebellion smolders beneath the surface and the Alki's rule is not as absolute as it seems, Poison Ties explores themes of power, freedom, and the complex, often painful nature of love. As Ray and Salazar navigate the fragile, shifting balance between their roles as captor and captive, they must confront the oppressive systems that define their world—and decide whether their bond can transcend the tais that bind them both. But in a world built on domination and control, love may not be enough to bridge the chasm between human and Alki—or to save them from the forces that would see them torn apart.

my name is Ellise Williams, I don't have many friends but I have two whom I knew one in high school and the other in college. we normally talk like business women I mean we can talk once or twice in a month but we do help each other a lot. Am married to Gabriel Tsuma whom I met in college when I was a first year while he was in his last year. Gab is a black handsome man with black hair and he is not that tall but very charming. I had a crush on him on my first day that I met him, I mean who could not like him with all his handsomeness again he talks less,most importantly he is caring. I have always wanted to find a man that loves me, cherishes me and takes care of me-man of my own.Am not a nerd but I would rather stay at home on weekends watching Netflix and chill with my BFF (my mom) when not studying, I and my friend persue plumbing which takes only two and half years. Enough of my happy love life tomorrow is the first day of college and I for one can't wait to start a new life.

The world of Abberith thrives on wonder and magic, where the age of Aura Magic has propelled humanity into an era of unimaginable progress. Aura is the latent potential within most humans, enabling them to channel their will into casting spells or creating magical technology that powers an industrial revolution like no other. Each person’s Aura glows with a unique color, reflecting their abilities on the spectrum of power. But a world that shines this bright is bound to have its shadows. The nation of Gina, a rising magical superpower, teeters on the brink of war, seeking to expand its borders to fuel its ravenous hunger for resources and maintain its Aura-driven empire. Gina is ruled by the Harrow Sect, a collection of elite Aura Knights whose mastery of magic and combat has solidified their cruel dominion. Every year, children who come of age are offered a chance to partake in The Trial, a grueling test that determines whether they can join one of the great knight sects within Gina, granting them the training and prestige needed to rise in a society where power defines freedom. But not everyone is so fortunate. Some cannot grow their Aura, and a few- like Joker- are born with none at all. Those born without Aura are branded as a Harlequin and cast to the lowest rung of society. Joker survives in the shadows of Sing, a city built around the Harrow Sect- and a place subject to the majority of their tyranny. Here Harlequins are slaves, tools, and scapegoats, robbed of opportunity and humanity in a world that values strength above all else- acknowledged only to be the playthings of knights. Yet beneath the city’s glittering spires and oppressive streets, the embers of rebellion begin to smolder. The Harlequins are reaching their breaking point, and the whispers of the hidden Revolution Cult grow louder. When a chance encounter pulls Joker into their secret world, he discovers a shocking truth: his parents, who he never knew, were leaders in the rebellion—martyrs who gave everything to ignite a spark of hope amongst the Harlequin. Now, as the Harrow Sect tightens its grip on Gina and rebellion rises from the shadows, Joker must decide where he stands. Will he remain a pawn in a system designed to break him, or rise as a symbol of defiance? In a world where power is taken, not given, Joker’s path will blur the lines between survival and revolution as he faces the legacy of his parents and the potential buried deep within himself.

Not everyone gets lucky when they get to choose a new life to reincarnate into. Some get to have cheat abilities, some get the family they always dreamed of, some get to live the live they dreamed of for long. All of that in other worlds or realities. How nice. As for me... I didn't even get to wish anything. I was just minding my own business with my girlfriend... And I just got thrown into a a game world I liked... And why did I have to reincarnate in... this character? ... The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern looked at the smoldering remains of the laboratory is had been held for years now. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern vaporized another magus who experimented on it not so long ago. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern felt the Heart of Wrath that replaced its own organ, pumping pure magic in its body. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern and the Heart felt each other's rage, pain and sorrow. They felt each other's Wrath. The world was a hateful place. The Wyvern and the Heart turned the kingdom to ashes and dust for seven days, for seven nights. Cover is not mine. It has been made by an AI.

with a name that belied his true nature , Angell Summer was born deception. Sophisticated and Proper Miracle McCarthy first laid eyes on the sexy Adonis she was thinking he wasn't the ideal man for her... But still yet she needs him to Fool the people of Washington (New York), Angell could teach her how, but what started as simple lesson in etiquette and speech soon become smoldering lessons in love... . . . . . . . . . . . .°°°°°°°. . . . . . . . . . . she felt her nerves melt beneath his touch ,felt the barely concealed longing within her rise up and make her lean onto his hands. His eyes were on her , she could see them despite the dimmed light in the room, it was so dimmed, and they were so alone, in the train suite , the knowledge of such privacy squelched the protesting voice inside her. "What do you want, Mimi?" he asked his voice dusky, his hands hot even through the jacket. she was on the verge of saying it, of asking for what she'd wanted since she'd stepped out on this platform with him, her breath came rapidly , and she parted her lips to speak. "Say it, " he said ,his grips tightened. " you have to say it Mimi ". " Kiss Me, " she said in a hot, hoarse breath. (Racing Hearts) . . Edna_Bruce

"What if I say it's too risky?" she asked. "Then I will respond with—you are worth every risk," he smiled. ... With a troubled past and financial issues, Maxim Warner never had it easy. Coming a long way from a small town, he never stopped despite the hurdles thrown his way. Charming and aloof, now the hotshot neurosurgeon has no use for emotions and even less use for love. However, things get twisted when he takes a familiar blonde as his tenant despite the jarring red flags in his mind. She is the same woman who once held his heart within her grasp. But she crushed it back then and he would be damned if he let her do it again. He would be a good friend to her. Nothing more. End of the story. Diana Chen, an American-Chinese heiress finds her life flipping upside down when she holds an infant in her arms. A tiny life that she is supposed to protect now but it comes at the expense of everything she has. Nevertheless, on the worst day of her life, she moves to another country and decides to start a new life. And probably it is a good sign that her new house owner is a familiar face. "Oh my god, Warner, I almost didn't recognize you!" She ruffled his hair but unlike how he used to laugh or blush in the past, he did not react and the atmosphere suddenly felt strained. Let her take it back. The new house owner being a familiar face is making things awkward because the broody neurosurgeon might not be the beautiful boy with haunted dark eyes she used to know once. He is a man now... mysterious and stunning with eyes that strangely smolder her. And she is beginning to feel things that she should not feel for him. God, is it too late to find rent somewhere else? Maxim has yet to get over what the young Diana did to him while Diana has a baby to raise in her penniless state. Amidst this, the last thing they want is to look at each other across the dining table like the world lacks oxygen and their mouths are the only strategy for survival. When the thin string of patience snapped, she made a proposal, "Take all my firsts," As he looked at her in stunned silence, she continued, "I want you to take all my firsts. If you can't, then I can go find someone who will—" her words were lodged back in her throat by his consequent actions. _ When the mysteries from the past unveil themselves gradually, will the two be able to get over their differences and own up to their feelings? Or will it be the final 'The End' for them this time?

Wenige Minuten vor ihrer Hochzeit fand Jeslyn heraus, dass ihr zukünftiger Ehemann nur auf den Nutzen aus war, den er aus der Heirat mit ihr ziehen würde. Mit gebrochenem Herzen und dem Gefühl, betrogen worden zu sein, entschied sie sich für die einzige Möglichkeit, die ihr in diesem Moment zur Verfügung stand: eine Vertragsehe mit einem Mann, den sie finden konnte, sonst würde das Vermögen ihrer Familie in den Händen ihrer Feinde landen. ... "Mister, bitte, wollen Sie mich heiraten?" Fragte sie ihn. Ein Mann, den sie auf der Toilette des Hochzeitshauses sah. Er muss einer der Gäste sein", dachte sie. Maverick war von diesem Vorschlag überrascht. Er sah, wie sie zusammenzuckte, als er sich umdrehte und sie ansah. Es war offensichtlich, dass sie sich vor ihm fürchtete, doch sie nahm sich zusammen und war bereit, in das Geheimnis einzutauchen, das vor ihr lag. "Es wird ein Ehevertrag sein. Wir werden uns nach einem Jahr scheiden lassen", hörte er sie sagen. Er brauchte auch eine Frau für seine Göre, also antwortete er: "Abgemacht." Ohne dass sie es wusste, schloss sie gerade einen Vertrag mit dem süßesten Teufel, den es je gab. ... Er ist der Albtraum von Land M, einem Land, in dem das Böse regiert. Sie ist das kleine Häschen, das mit Liebe und Zuneigung aufgezogen wird. Eine Fliege verletzen? Nein, das hatte sie noch nie getan. Doch als sie gezwungen wurde, die Frau des Dämons zu werden, hatte sie keine andere Wahl, als ihre falsche Rolle abzulegen. Welches kleine Häschen? Wer hat gesagt, dass sie nicht mit ihren Absätzen auf die Finger eines Pianisten treten und so tun konnte, als ob sie es nicht so gemeint hätte? Ha, diese Berühmtheiten wollen die Mitleidskarte ausspielen? Wollen sie die Sympathie der Öffentlichkeit erlangen? Nun, warum wird sie wieder als 'Häschen' bezeichnet? Ist es nicht, weil sie die Beste darin war, niedlich zu wirken? Hat denn niemand diesen weißen Lotusblumen, die sich in das Bett ihres Mannes stürzen wollen, gesagt, dass sie seine Seele gestohlen hat, als sie seinem unartigen Sohn den Hintern versohlte?

Enhanced Blurb: Yuan Li, a skilled logistics officer in the modern battlefield, finds himself transported to ancient China. He awakens as the son of a minor official and is sent off by his tearful parents to the Prince Chu's Mansion, where he is to marry the ailing eldest son in a desperate attempt to bring him good fortune. On that fateful day, Chu Hechao, the second son of the Prince Chu, returns from the battlefield in a whirlwind of dust and blood, his armor still unremoved. He takes his brother's place at the wedding ceremony, exchanging vows with Yuan Li under the heavens. Yuan Li, inhaling the scent of blood and earth that clings to Chu Hechao, senses the aura of a dangerous individual. That night, Chu Hechao insists on sharing the nuptial wine with Yuan Li in his brother's stead. Yuan Li, his smile gentle, extends the cup, "General, please." His slender fingers, as pale as jade, grasp the goblet, while his long eyelashes flutter against his handsome face. Chu Hechao regards him with a sardonic smile, then downs the wine in one swift gulp. Half a month later, the eldest son of the Prince Chu succumbs to his illness, and Chu Hechao abducts Yuan Li, whisking him away to the borderlands on horseback. Yuan Li's Contributions in the Ancient Battlefield: Yuan Li's expertise shines through as he transforms the ancient battlefield: • Cultivating crops to ensure a bountiful harvest • Raising livestock to provide sustenance • Clearing roads to facilitate transportation • Establishing medical facilities to care for the wounded Yuan Li's tireless efforts transform the military camp into a thriving hub, earning him the admiration and gratitude of the soldiers, who view him as their lifeline. The Smoldering Tension Between Yuan Li and Chu Hechao: Amidst this backdrop of progress, a simmering tension brews between Yuan Li and Chu Hechao. Chu Hechao, the enigmatic and formidable general, struggles to reconcile his growing affection for Yuan Li with the circumstances that brought them together. "It was I who married you," Chu Hechao grits his teeth, suppressing his anger. "It was I who drank the nuptial wine with you. It was I who shared your wedding night." "Perhaps you should look my way," Yuan Li suggests, his voice laced with a hint of challenge. Their dynamic is a captivating blend of strength, attraction, and unresolved conflicts, adding depth and intrigue to the narrative. Overall, "After Being Abducted by the General" promises an engaging and heartwarming tale of love, self-discovery, and nation-building, with a touch of tantalizing tension.