Lavender Kurta Haul

Long ago, the world of Terrenter was created from the wishes of lavender dragons who wanted to find a place to call home. After the world became flourished with nature and humans, the dragons left the world save for one. That dragon continued granting wishes for humans until it disappeared one day. Now, people rarely remember its existence and only believe them to be folklore. Arcturus Mercury believed they truly existed and is searching for evidence. His travels bring him to the barren icy lands of Eternally where the dragon once lived. Braving through a never-ending snowstorm, he stumbled upon a trapdoor in a cave where he encountered Nova, a mysterious and beautiful man with lavender eyes who seems rather knowledgable about the lore. Nova then proposed to grant Arcturus's wish on the condition to help him grant the wishes of all living beings in the world. Also available on Tapas & Wattpad: Tapas: https://tapas.io/series/Lavender-Eyes/info Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/336717484-lavender-eyes Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/69543/lavender-eyes

Kael was just a normal human at first, until a dungeon raid left him paralyzed with fear. After that, he resorted to hauling gear for various raid parties, clinging to survival in the only way he could. Soon, he became known across the guilds as a nobody—mocked for how slowly he leveled up. That reputation eventually led him into a high-risk dungeon raid that nearly annihilated the entire group. Kael died in that dungeon after making a reckless mistake. But amidst the chaos, he awakens a system—and is instantly brought back to life. Now, with hatred burning in his heart after witnessing the darkest depths of human cruelty, Kael returns with a new resolve. He enrolls in a prestigious academy and quietly levels up with the help of his system, all while staying in the background—letting others believe they’re the protagonists. In truth, he’s the puppet master behind every major event. Watch as a forgotten nobody rises above the so-called main characters, pulling the strings from the shadows—and rewriting their fate without them even knowing. ------------------ Hey everyone! This is my first time writing a “hidden boss / shadow ruler” type of story, so expect a slower-paced start. I want to build the world, the system, and the MC’s hidden moves properly before things spiral into chaos. It’s not an action-packed rush from chapter one—but trust me, the buildup will be worth it. This story is all about schemes, secrets, and that satisfying feeling when the “nobody” turns out to be the one pulling all the strings. Thanks for giving this a shot. Other Tags: #Antihero #WeakToStrong #System #Dungeon #MagicAcademy #Revenge #Regression #UnderdogProtagonist #SecondChance #Betrayal Discord group link: https://discord.gg/M6T4vEQRuZ

In a world reborn from catastrophe, humanity's survival depends on the System. Everyone has a role—Guardian, Sorcerer, Warrior—everyone but Lin Yu. Waking from a decades-long coma with no memories, a botched integration into the System left him a "Zero"—powerless, skill-less, and outcast. His only job is to be a "Pack Mule," hauling loot for hunters who despise him, a living ghost in a world of legendary heroes. His only solace is Su Wan, a kind-hearted Warrior whose simple gesture of holding his hand through the chaotic dimensional Gates is the one thing he can count on. But one act of bitter jealousy shatters everything. A forbidden hex, a broken connection—and Lin Yu is flung not into a familiar, safe Layer, but into a primordial hellscape where death is a certainty. Left to bleed out under an alien sky, something long-dormant and broken within him finally awakens. A glitched screen, a sarcastic voice in his head, and a single, god-like skill: Imitate. He can copy any power he sees, but mastering it will require a trial of blood and fire unlike any other. The price of power is steep, but the cost of weakness is death. To survive, he must not just hunt—he must become the ultimate predator. He entered the Door a Zero. He will return a Monarch. ________________________________________ A Note From the Author This story is a journey of progression and power, blending elements of LitRPG, portal fantasy, and cultivation. Here’s a quick guide to what you can find inside: What to Expect: A Weak-to-Strong Protagonist A Hard Magic System (LitRPG-Lite) Intense Training and Grinding Found Family and Meaningful Romance High-Stakes Combat World-Hopping and Exploration What NOT to Expect: An Instantly Overpowered MC: A Quick Return A Story Focused on Politics or Guild Management Shallow Relationships A "Nice Guy" Protagonist ________________________________________ A new chapter everyday!

In the early 1900s, in a small riverside town in southern China, young Li Wei lives a life shaped by loss and sacrifice. After his father died deep in the coal mines, his family splintered under the weight of poverty and grief. His sister was sent far away to work in the next two towns, where she spends her days bathing swine and caring for the pigs — a harsh, thankless job that keeps her from home and family. Now, Li Wei is left alone to care for their sickly mother, who lies in a small, damp clinic bed, her breath thin and her body growing weaker each day. He works at the docks, hauling crates and heavy sacks until his back aches and his hands split open. Every coin he earns is spent on his mother’s medicine, leaving him hungry and worn. When he hears of a sugar cane factory that pays well enough to change his fate, a spark of hope flickers in his heart. But the factory is far away, and workers must live on-site for months at a time. Li Wei can’t bring himself to leave his mother alone, fearing she might not survive a single night without him. Every evening, he returns to her side, washing her face, feeding her watery soup, and whispering stories of better days that he doesn’t truly believe in. Each night, when the world is quiet and only the sound of crickets fills the air, he cries softly into his pillow, wondering if he will ever escape this endless struggle. He is haunted by the memory of his father’s sacrifice and his sister’s absence among the pigs. Guilt and desperation gnaw at his spirit, leaving him to wonder if his family is cursed to suffer forever. Then, one day, everything changes. He meets Mei Lin, the daughter of Master Chen, a powerful and feared merchant. In Mei Lin’s eyes, Li Wei sees a softness and a strength he has never known. She listens to his pain without judgment and sees the kindness and courage hidden beneath his worn-out shell. As they grow closer, Li Wei dares to believe that maybe — just maybe — his fate is not sealed. But to reach for a new life, he must face impossible choices and risks. Can he save his mother and reunite his family? Or will love and hope demand more from him than he has left to give?

A talentless youth enters the world of immortal cultivation, what awaits him on this path? Heaven only gifts it's chosen few while all others strive to survive. This is the story of a boy with no powerful bloodline, family, system, nor teacher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~§~§~§~~§~§~§~~§§~~§~§~§~§~§~~~~§~§~~§~~ What to expect? This is my beginner level Xianxia, that is to say from everything i've read this is what I consider cultivation. As such we will set up everything from the very bottom, and we will delve into topics of cultivation until my brain fries. At first we will take it slow for like 20 ish chapters, after that we will pick up the pace as we have our first real conflict. No systems as that is not my cup of tea, they are fun but remove all tension in a story. No special bloodline, like we need to be able to identify to this person to a degree and humans simply aren't that special. We will start from the VERY bottom, so if you aren't in it for the long haul I wouldn't recommend reading further. Now, my writing isn't perfect, I am not some english teacher, I am just someone that overread and now I can't see myself just reading anymore. If you like my story, please support me via comments or whatever this site uses.

Rossie, a senior at Haul Academy is restless and torn between her crush on Michael and the pressures of exams. Unable to sleep, she wanders the campus at night and discovers a hidden, magical garden glowing with moonflowers and jasmine tended by the enigmatic Midnight Gardener. This mysterious figure, cloaked in a long coat and hat, teases out Rossie’s secret feelings for Michael, offering her a moonflower that pulses with light and thrives on truths. The Gardener’s cryptic advice and the garden’s strange allure pull Rossie into a web of self-discovery. Driven by rumors, Rossie visits the old library to confront a cursed mirror said to reveal one’s destined love or greatest loss. To her shock, the mirror first shows the Gardener’s face, then Michael with her rival, Angela, fueling her fears of rejection and inadequacy tied to her parents’ divorce. Returning to the garden, the Gardener suggests the mirror reflects her fears and not fate, urging her to face her truths without anxiety. Emboldened, Rossie confesses her feelings to Michael in the courtyard, learning he likes her too, though rumors and Angela’s influence complicate things. Their playful banter sparks hope for a deeper connection. However, during a literature class, Rossie is haunted by the Gardener’s spectral presence, visible only to her and a chilling message on the chalkboard: “The garden’s watching.” Her outburst in class draws attention, but the Gardener vanishes, leaving Rossie questioning reality. As she grapples with the Gardener’s cryptic influence and her own insecurities, Rossie realizes she must confront her fears to pursue her feelings for Michael. The story blends magical realism with a coming-of-age narrative, exploring themes of love, self-doubt, and the courage to face one’s truth.

"This twisted world needs to be reset. That's what V2 is for!" ------------------------------------------------------------- Waking up only to find that she's reincarnated into a world very reminiscing of a game that she used to play, Yuki is suddenly thrust into a worldwide conflict. To ensure the longevity of her newfound motherland, Yuki will have no choice but to flip this war upside down. If only to finally has some closure for past life also. So buckle up, strap your helmet tight, and keep your rifle loaded and on safe. This is not your bog-standard story about overpowered characters on a battlefield, no. This is a story about warfare in all its bloodied glory, the leader that calls the shot, the soldiers that execute them, and the nation that's backing them up. And along the way, sprinkle those a healthy dose of beautiful maidens, lily/futa romances, and build a harem. This is not gonna be a quick and decisive run, no. We're in this one for the long haul. Hail, Ironblood! As of now, this story is available on Scribblehub, Patreon, Webnovel, and RoyalRoadl. Do note that I'm the actual author for this one. Send me power stones or better: Support me on Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Heartbreak117

No.....she whispered. Before she could react, she was pulled toward an empty cage. The metal door opened, and she was shoved inside. She stumbled, catching herself against the cold bars. “You can’t do this. You can’t—” The door slammed shut behind her. “Prepare her,” one man barked. “Auction starts in ten.” A woman entered—beautiful, soulless eyes, carrying folded clothes and a black blindfold. “I suggest you cooperate,” the woman said calmly. “The others didn’t, and you don’t want to end up like them.” Diana didn’t move at first. But she didn’t fight either. She was numb. They changed her into a barely-there silk dress—dark red, almost like blood. Then tied the blindfold back over her eyes. She heard the other girls being led out. Then her turn came. She was hauled back to her feet and led through another narrow hallway. Voices grew louder. Music echoed faintly. She was on display now. She didn’t need sight to feel the eyes crawling over her skin. When they ripped the blindfold off, she was already standing in a glass cage. The spotlight hit her first—hot, humiliating. Her cage was positioned in the center of an elevated platform. Surrounding her in a perfect ring were masked men in tuxedos and shadowed faces. Power oozed from their silence. Money gleamed from their watches. Diana’s breath came in short, clipped bursts. An announcer’s voice sliced through the air. “Lot 7B,” he began. “Age twenty-two. Beautiful. Educated. Fiery temper, and as of this morning... untamed.” Laughter rose from the crowd. Her stomach turned. “Let’s begin bidding at twenty million.” “Twenty-five,” someone called. “Thirty.” “Forty-five.” “Sixty.” The number rose with every breath. Diana gripped the bars of the cage, heart slamming against her ribs. Then came a pause. A silence that rang louder than any noise. And then—calm, deep, distinct: “Four hundred million.”

In the bustling city of Beijing, a legend had grown around Young Master Lu, a man of immense power and influence. His love life was a mystery until he met Yuna, a young woman with silver-white hair, clear lavender eyes, and skin as white as snow. She was a beauty with no memories of her past, taken in by the Toast Sect at 7 years old. She learned martial arts, medicine, and other skills, but her true nature remained a mystery. As she grew, her beauty and charm captivated all, but her innocence and kindness made her a beloved figure in the sect. The sect was destroyed when she was 11, and she fell into the deep blue sea, losing more memories. She was taken in by an orphanage and spent 6 years in foster care before being adopted by the Hua Family. The Hua Family's 5 brothers and sister initially shut her down, but soon warmed up to her, showering her with love and gifts. The eldest son, a business tycoon, gave her wealth and gifts. The second son, a medical genius, gave her a VIP card for the best hospital. The third son, a military officer, assigned her a personal bodyguard. The fourth son, an entertainment star, offered her a spot in the industry. The fifth son, a scholar, tutored her in various subjects. Her sister, the family's heiress, wrapped her in a protective hug, warning others not to bully her. Lu Tang San, a master of many trades, built a reputation as a formidable force to be reckoned with. He poured all his knowledge into Yuna, nurturing her like a rare flower. She bloomed under his guidance, her talents unfolding like a lotus. As she mastered each new skill, Lu Tang San's pride and affection for her grew, making him even more ruthless in protecting her. His world, once a solo domain, now revolved around Yuna, his little queen. Those who dared to cross Yuna were swiftly dealt with, their careers ruined, their reputations shattered. Lu Tang San's power and influence were a shield, protecting her from harm. His love for her was a double-edged sword, bringing her joy and security, but also striking fear into the hearts of those who dared to oppose her. Yuna, oblivious to the destruction she unwittingly caused, continued to bloom, her beauty and talents captivating all who saw her. One day, Lu Tang San's feelings for Yuna evolved, and he ...decided to take their relationship to the next level. "You are my wife!" he declared, his eyes burning with desire. Yuna, innocent and curious, asked, "Wife, what does that mean?" Lu Tang San's lips curled into a smile, and he whispered, "It's something much sweeter." She happily agreed, becoming Mrs. Lu. As husband and wife, they shared a deep and passionate love. Lu Tang San's smile was as sweet as nectar as he suggested, "Let's have a child, then we'll be a family of three." Yuna's eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she asked, "Two, I want both a boy and a girl." Lu Tang San's gaze was loving, but firm, "No, just one." When Yuna asked why, he replied, "It's too painful to have a child, one is enough." Rumors began to spread about the new Mrs. Lu, claiming she was easily jealous and had set a family rule on their wedding night: her husband was to return home every night, and no other females could be around him! Gradually, everyone in Beijing realized that Young Master Lu's wife was a tigress! On their wedding anniversary, Young Master Lu brought his wife along for an event. Mrs. Lu was young, pretty, innocent, cheerful, and delicate. Every time her eyes lingered at any man a second longer, her husband wouldn't hesitate to destroy that man's company! Young Master Lu's actions sparked a mixture of shock and amusement. Faced with everyone's gazes, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but cry out, "Beautiful One, you've been ruining my reputation again!" gazes, Mrs. Lu couldn't help but cry out, "Beautiful One, you've been ruining my reputation again!"

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Lalisa Ayu Kirana, seorang gadis modern berusia 24 tahun, menjalani hidup yang sunyi dan penuh kehampaan. Tanpa keluarga, tanpa teman, dan tanpa tujuan, satu-satunya pelariannya hanyalah membaca novel fantasi di aplikasi favoritnya. Namun ketika ia tertidur setelah membaca bab tragis tentang kematian tokoh antagonis—Isolde Wynterhart—Lalisa bangun di dalam tubuh wanita itu. Sang villainess yang seharusnya mati digantung di tengah kerumunan. Kini, ia adalah Isolde. Putri satu-satunya Grand Duke Utara. Wanita yang dibenci, ditakuti, dan ditakdirkan untuk jatuh karena cinta buta pada Pangeran Kedua. Lalisa tahu akhir dari kisah ini, dan ia tidak berniat mengulang tragedi yang sama. Ia menjauh dari sang pangeran dan saintess yang dipuja. Tapi dunia tempatnya terbangun tidak semudah itu dihindari. Ayahnya, Grand Duke yang dingin, mulai mencurigai perubahan aneh pada putrinya. Para pelayan pun menatapnya dengan takut. Namun sedikit demi sedikit, hubungan yang dulu dingin mulai menghangat. Isolde yang dulu dikenal kejam, kini menjadi pribadi yang berbeda—dan semua orang mulai memperhatikannya. Tapi dunia ini menyimpan rahasia lebih besar dari sekadar cinta kerajaan. Isolde memiliki darah keturunan dewa. Ia kebal terhadap sistem dunia. Dan kini, dunia fantasi ini mulai membuka sistem leveling seperti dalam game—dengan dirinya sebagai kunci kekuatan yang bahkan sang saintess pun inginkan... untuk dihancurkan. Ketika cinta, kekuasaan, dan pengkhianatan bertabrakan, akankah Lalisa tetap menjadi dirinya? Atau… akan tenggelam sebagai Isolde yang sebenarnya? Satu tubuh, dua jiwa. Satu akhir... yang belum ditulis ulang. Jika kau pernah ingin jadi tokoh utama, pastikan kau bukan villainess yang siap digantung.

CORELINE Cyberpunk • Thriller • Noir • Mystery Coreline. A city. A system. Built with blood and concrete. Where masks hide more than just faces, and corruption waits around every corner. The animalistic citizens of this place can only count on themselves. Here, justice is a concept only the lucky still believe in. Most animals fight tooth and claw just to survive. Are you a rat? Good luck finding a dumpster that isn’t already picked clean. An elephant? Sure, there’s work. Break your back hauling junk for a few creds—and maybe get a pat on the head. If you’re a small herbivore, try the briefcase. Chewing on someone else’s bills tastes better than chewing on dust. A cheetah, a tiger, a strong, fast predator? Play the game. Injustice pays the best rent. And if you’re ruthless enough, you might just earn a slice of the big cake. But if you’re a fox? You lie. You adapt. You slip through cracks others fall into. You take hits others die from. You claw through each day with whatever life you’ve got left—until... Meet Nox. No hero. No villain. Just another citizen of Coreline—one who talks fast, plays smart, and keeps moving. Until he finds something he was never supposed to. A mysterious mask. A USB packed with secrets. A deal that drags him straight into the monster’s maw. Now, everyone wants a piece of him. Syndicates. Enforcers. Bloodhounds. The kind who don’t take “no” for an answer. With old debts breathing down his neck, and the city tightening like a noose, Nox has to face his future—and fight his past. What to Expect: – A story that grows darker over time. (Adult emotional themes and trauma are explored.) – Heavy focus on worldbuilding, immersion, and character development. – Slow-paced storytelling with layered, meaningful moments. – Grounded slice-of-life scenes that add heart and contrast. – Comedic relief mixed with high-stakes tension. – A work in progress—don’t expect perfection. – Shaped by audience feedback. Help build the world of Coreline with me. Cyberpunk | Mystery | Thriller | Noir | Slice of Life | Drama — CORELINE —

Three days before the wedding, Seraphina Vale thought she was living a fairytale. Julian’s penthouse smelled like citrus and cedarwood, the kind of scent you could bottle and name Success. He stood by the kitchen island in sweatpants and no shirt, hair still damp from the gym, smiling at her like she was the prize he never had to chase. “You’re staring,” he teased. Sera smirked over her coffee. “I’m just trying to remember why I said yes.” Julian crossed the room in three long strides, wrapped an arm around her waist, and kissed her like a man who always got what he wanted. “Because I’m devastatingly handsome and your mother loves me.” “Mm, two things I may soon regret.” She laughed, but it caught somewhere in her chest. Everything about her life looked perfect from the outside—magazine-worthy engagement, New York socialite status, a fiancé with flawless teeth and a startup about to go public. Her wedding hashtag had trended for two days straight. But something in Julian had changed in the last few months. He was still charming, still doted on her in public, still gave her everything she asked for. Everything except... presence. His kisses landed like rehearsed lines. His touches didn’t linger. And worst of all—he was always texting. Constantly. Smiling at his phone when he thought she wasn’t looking. Swiping it away too fast when she was. Sera asked once, lightly, “Who’s got you so entertained?” Julian had smiled and said, “Work, babe. You know how it is.” And she did. She wanted to believe him. She needed to. Because the alternative was a truth too ugly to say out loud. --- That afternoon, she met Madeline for dress fittings. Madeline had been her best friend since prep school—the kind of friend who held your hair back while you puked and swore she’d take your secrets to the grave. She was tall, magnetic, unapologetically wild. If Sera was the grace, Madeline was the chaos. “You’re glowing,” Madeline said, adjusting the bust of her lavender bridesmaid dress in the mirror. “You’re going to ruin every woman’s self-esteem on Saturday.” Sera looked at herself. The silk gown shimmered like a dream. But all she could see was a girl pretending not to notice how fast her world was unraveling. Madeline leaned in, voice low and teasing. “You sure you’re ready for monogamy? One man for the rest of your life? No more flirty brunch waiters or sultry European getaways?” Sera raised an eyebrow. “Who said anything about giving up flirty brunch waiters?” They both laughed, but Sera caught the flicker in Madeline’s eyes. A flash of guilt? Or just her own imagination turning shadows into monsters? She told herself not to be paranoid. She had no reason to be. Madeline had been there through everything—every broken heart, every public failure, every bottle of rosé drunk at 2 a.m. in their twenties while crying over boys who didn’t deserve them. Julian was hers. Madeline was her best friend. What could possibly go wrong? --- Later that night, lying in bed with Julian’s arm thrown over her waist like a lazy anchor, Seraphina stared at the ceiling and whispered, “You still love me, right?” Julian didn’t move. “Of course.” “No hesitation?” He chuckled, half-asleep. “You’re just having wedding nerves, babe. It’s normal.” She wanted to ask about the texts. About the long nights at the office. About why he kept turning away from her in bed. Instead, she closed her eyes. And dreamed of waves crashing and silk burning.

The dense woods always hides some mysteries in it. But what if one day you got the chance to encounter them and in the journey unveil some secrets that are even related with your life. Well that's what happened with Sitaara,a young girl. So join this venture to experience the chilly tale with a haul of emotions and maybe try to interpret the motive of life in the way.

Lin Yunfeng screwed up. Big time. One mistake. That’s all it was. A stupid, drunken mistake. So why the hell was Ren Muchen chasing him down a creepy-ass abandoned hallway like a maniac?! "You slept with me and ran? Fine! Let’s see how long you last!" Uh, yeah. No thanks. Yunfeng ran faster, heart pounding—until he skidded to a stop. Right in front of a half-rotten zombie. "Oh, come on!" Before he could even process his impending doom, the thing lunged. His life flashed before his eyes. Then—WHACK. A massive axe took the zombie’s head clean off. And just like that, Muchen was grabbing his collar, hauling him up like a ragdoll. "You’re not dying," Muchen said, looking way too smug for someone who just saved his life. "Not today. Not anytime soon." Yunfeng barely got his breath back before Muchen dropped the biggest bomb ever. "Because we’re having a baby." Wait. What?! Yunfeng clutched his stomach. "H-How do you know?!" "You KNEW?!" Muchen shook him like a damn rattle. "And you still ran? Take responsibility, you bastard! We made a life!" Well. Shit. There was officially no running from this.

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Born with a mark that was never intended… Gifted with intelligence and skills far more advanced than her peers. Elsa Morgan didn’t experience the normal childhood that everyone had. Always been haunted by her nightmares and by unexplainable events since she was young. Elsa became a doctor to find answers. Destined to bear sufferings and do what is right for his people… Chris Jorgensen was bound to the woman he had not met yet and marked without knowing what he had done. In order to lead his kingdom to glory and victory, he must find her first no matter what it takes, even if it means crossing the other world. Two worlds apart that defy what is the norm in their worlds. Brought together by the invisible tie that binds them together. Or is it true love that defies all reasons? When accidents turn out to be fate in disguise, will they be able to reject the strong pull towards the person who turned their whole world and everything they worked hard for upside down? ******** “What the hell! I told you not to move!” Elsa shouted while running back to the man, who lifted his head and smirked at her. Elsa screamed when the naked man abruptly pulled her onto his lap and started sniffing her all over her body, especially on her chest, hair, and neck. She heard her dogs growl and come closer to the man but quickly calmed down when he gave them a quick glance, and it absolutely surprised her. “What are you doing!” Elsa pushed the naked man on the chest for she could feel him hard down there and it was making her really uncomfortable. “Your smell… Mmm… Lavender and blueberry… God, you smell divine…” The man casually said before burying his face in her neck and sniffing her hard. “You pervert!” With all her strength, Elsa pushed him once again and slapped him so hard that she also hurt her palm, making his head turn to the side on impact. She briskly stood up and shouted, “Nile, tackle! Girls guard!” In a swift move, Nile jumped to the naked man tackling and pushing him to the ground while Ciel, Gaia, and Nuri surrounded him, not removing their gaze from him while growling and showing their sharp teeth and fangs. But then a more powerful force is pulling her eyes beyond the man’s buff chest and deep in her mind she convinced herself that she would do this because she is a doctor and he is her patient– an injured patient, she reminded herself. She would look at him only to see the extent of his injuries and nothing more. She is a doctor… A licensed professional for God’s sake! ‘How can I buckle him up if it’s on the way of the strap? Should I move it to the side?’ Elsa was having a battle in her head ultimately muddled about whether she would touch it or not. From the way he looks, she is sure that he is heavy and she must use the straps properly to be able to securely drag him to her car for both their safety. ******** Chris pretended to be sleeping while he let himself heal, or so he thought. The sedative took a while to have an effect on him. But eventually, he dozed off and was unconscious for real this time. He opened his eyes and saw white walls and someone was holding his right hand. He sat up and saw the red-haired woman’s hand on top of his while her wrist was glowing. Chris’ eyes widened, he held his shoulder and shook her up, “Wake up! There’s a glowing mark on your wrist!” But no matter how hard he wakes her up, she’s not opening her eyes. “You are mine, Elsa. And I am yours.” Chris moved his face closer to hers and planted a soft gentle kiss on her lips. “Whoever you are, Elsa, I will protect you. Even if it’s from the man that you call Dad.” Chris whispered as if someone would hear him. Completed Book: CEO's Contract Obsession ********

She came from a world without magic. He was born with it in his blood — and betrayal in his bones. When a mysterious invitation pulls her into a realm where gods shape reality and power dictates destiny, she finds herself trapped in 'Blackthorn University', a place that doesn’t teach — it tests. There, among students drawn from across dimensions, she struggles to survive in a system that sees her as nothing more than a relic of a forgotten world. But something stirs inside her. A pulse. A secret. A truth buried even from herself. And then there’s him. The boy with molten gold eyes and lavender hair who walks like a storm given form. The one who carries rage like armor and silence like a blade. He was never meant to be here — but neither was she. Their paths cross by accident. Or fate. Either way, everything changes. As the university awakens ancient powers and forgotten prophecies, they are forced into a game neither chose — one written long before they arrived. One that binds them in ways they don’t yet understand. Because in Elyndor, not all invitations are gifts. Some are warnings. Some are curses. And some… are the beginning of something no god saw coming. This is 'not just a story of magic, monsters, and myths'. It's about the scars we carry. And the starlight that refuses to die.

The least special magic there is is not to have magic and nullify other magic. That is so ordinary! Dyara had to live with this and her being 10th in the family. What else is there to be ordinary about? Hating carrots? Dozing off while being painted? Oh! She cannot be a princess of Elxi empire, and any other for that matter, if this continues! In another side of the world, Kean trains to be the best assassin of Westalya, a land known for its treachery and black sorcery. There is not a path an assassin cannot create and pass through. But when a forthcoming chaos threatens the world, only the chosen assassin and someone that can never be touched by any kind of magic can save them all... at a price.

Heartbroken and adrift, Elena Hayes inherits more than just her late mother Sarah's beloved lavender farm, Wildhaven Blooms; she inherits a dying legacy and a well of grief she can't navigate. Leaving her high-pressure Chicago life behind, Elena returns to the sun-drenched valleys only to find the once-vibrant purple fields brittle and grey, mirroring the hollow ache within her. She's determined to save the farm, her last tangible connection to her vibrant mother, but the challenges are overwhelming, and her isolation is profound. Her salvation arrives unexpectedly in the form of Liam Carter, the quiet, capable handyman Sarah trusted. Their first meeting is a disaster – Elena, covered in mud and tears, wrestling a broken irrigation pump; Liam, calm and observant, offering help she stubbornly rejects. Yet, he doesn't leave. With steady hands and a deep understanding of the land – and of loss – Liam begins tending to the failing fields, gently breaking through Elena's walls of grief and self-doubt. As they work side-by-side under the vast sky, reviving the lavender row by row, an undeniable connection blossoms. Liam's quiet strength and unwavering support become Elena's anchor. He shows her not just how to nurture the plants, but how to reconnect with the simple beauty of life she'd forgotten in the city. He listens to her memories of Sarah, shares stories of his own past, and helps her see her mother's spirit alive in the very soil they cultivate. But saving Wildhaven Blooms isn't just about farming. Elena uncovers hidden financial struggles and a surprising secret in her mother's past that threatens the farm's future and shakes her understanding of her family. Facing this new crisis, Elena must decide if she's truly ready to put down roots and fight for this new life, or retreat to the safety of what she knew. "Flower Field" is a heart-touching romance about healing, finding strength in unexpected places, and the transformative power of love and nature. It's the story of a woman rediscovering herself through the legacy of her mother and the quiet devotion of a man who teaches her that even the most withered fields, and hearts, can bloom again with patience, care, and the courage to open up. As the lavender finally surges back to life, painting the valley in a breathtaking sea of purple, Elena realizes that her greatest inheritance wasn't the land, but the chance to rebuild her life, mend her heart, and find a love as enduring and fragrant as the fields themselves.

Lavender Calantha 19 Tahun, gadis cantik dari keluarga miskin, bekerja keras sebagai pelayan kafe kecil demi membayar utang ayahnya yang terlilit rentenir. Ia lugu, tapi tangguh dan tidak mudah tunduk. Suatu hari, ia tanpa sengaja menyelamatkan seorang pria yang terluka parah di gang belakang kafe tempatnya bekerja. Yang tidak ia tahu, pria itu adalah Jayden Leone Cyrus, 29 Tahun— CEO muda dari sebuah perusahaan teknologi ternama, sekaligus pewaris tunggal kerajaan mafia bawah tanah paling berbahaya di Asia Tenggara. Jayden hidup di dua dunia: sebagai bos elegan dan tak tersentuh di siang hari, dan sebagai pemimpin mafia bertangan dingin di malam hari. Ia terkenal tak punya hati, tak percaya cinta, dan menyimpan trauma masa kecil kelam. Tapi untuk pertama kalinya, dia merasa... aman, saat bersama gadis itu.

When a so-called “mage prodigy” at a prestigious magic academy tries to summon an unstoppable monster for an upcoming battle tournament, she accidentally hauls in an average-kun from Earth. Unfortunately for him, local legend paints Humans as the ultimate demon species—infamous for their indulgence in ungodly desires, greed, and destructive nature that destoryed the very habitat that gave life to them. Now, this bewildered “Human Demon” must keep up appearances, while his summoner scrambles to hide the fact that the only magic she can perform is Illusion Magic. Together, they’re caught between suspicious classmates, looming magical duels, and a system that expects them to be either fearsome or fantastically powerful, but in truth - they’re mostly just hilariously out of their depth. Prepare for magical mischiefs, comedic misunderstandings, and one grand illusion that might prove dangerously real. This is a tale of fight for survival, path to glory, and a journey of redemption. Discord: https://discord.gg/YpcBDck4Be

Lilith Aphelion was the reigning Empress of the Albertine Empire. She was also on the brink of death. Betrayed by the man she calls her husband, she spends her last breath cursing him out. 'I swear to the gods above, Adam, I will drag you and your wench mistress to hell with me!' But when she opened her eyes again, it was not hell that greeted her. Instead, she found herself in her childhood bedroom, the familiar scent of lavender and old books filling the air. She was no longer the betrayed empress; she was fourteen again, given a miraculous chance to rewrite her fate. Given the chance to redo her life, Lilith withered under the pressure. What was the use of trying to get revenge when she doesn't have the power nor the status to do anything? She was no longer the Empress, she was just a Duke's unwanted and illegitimate daughter. She couldn't do anything worthwhile, deserving of her second life. [0106: Greetings, aspiring villainess! 'Tis I, System 0106! Or commonly known as the Villainess Maker System. Shall we begin?] ...What the hell? Now, with the guide of some unknown power, Lilith was determined to change her future and avoid destruction at the hands of her former husband, Lilith vowed to make her former husband suffer the same torment he had inflicted upon her. No longer the righteous empress, she would become a cunning and ruthless shadow, pulling the strings towards the ruination of those who wronged her. The game of power and revenge had begun, and this time, Lilith would not lose.

Taong 2025, sa isang lungsod sa Pilipinas, isang dalagang librarian at working student na si Zerene Villapaña, na may misteryosong amnesya, ay nahatak sa isang mapanganib na mundo ng teknolohiya matapos masangkot sa isang hacking incident sa library. Doon niya nakilala si Copper Cavallo, isang malamig ngunit matapang na CEO-engineer na may koneksyon sa kanyang nakaraan. Hindi nagtagal, nadiskubre ni Zerene na siya’y dating co-creator ng isang makapangyarihang AI system na tinawag na Project Root—isang teknolohiyang may kakayahang manipulahin ang damdamin at paniniwala ng sambayanan gamit ang datos. Dahil sa pagtatangkang ilantad ito noon, binura ang kanyang alaala at itinuring siyang patay. Habang unti-unting bumabalik ang kanyang alaala sa tulong ng mga pahiwatig, panaginip, at likas na abilidad, unti-unti ring lumalalim ang ugnayan nila ni Copper—mula sa tensyon, pagtutulungan, hanggang sa damdaming hindi na maitatanggi. Sa tulong ng grupong Freelinks, nakipaglaban sila sa dating organisasyong si Copper mismo’y naging bahagi noon: ang lihim at mapanganib na tech syndicate na CAM. Sa bawat misyon, pinagsama nila ang lakas ng damdamin at talino para kolektahin ang mga kopya ng Project Root at pigilan ang paggamit nito bilang armas ng gobyerno at militar. Nang mahuli si Zerene at tangkang muling burahin ang kanyang pagkatao, iniligtas siya ni Copper sa isang delikadong operasyon, isinugal ang lahat kahit ang sariling negosyo. Sa huling hakbang, inilantad nila ang Project Root sa buong mundo sa pamamagitan ng global livestream, habang ginamit ang satellite para i-broadcast ang ebidensya. Sa kabila ng isang trahedyang false-flag bombing na pinasimulan ng CAM, nagtagumpay ang grupo—bumagsak ang CAM, ngunit may mga natirang banta. Sa huli, si Copper ay namuno ng isang bagong tech ethics organization, habang si Zerene ay naging global AI ethics consultant. Muling nagtagpo ang kanilang mga puso—hindi na bilang mga taong may kasalanan o lihim, kundi bilang dalawa na muling piniling magmahal sa kabila ng lahat.

Humans are weak. Yet, harm the people they love, and they become fiercer than any demon.~ Unknown. ____________ "Heavenly Sword! Give it up and surrender! There is no longer any way for you to win this!" Sweat fell down his brow as Hiroyuki stood in a sea of enemies. Extremely fatigued from fighting by himself non-stop. The man wondered how the situation could be turned around. Despite being called Heavenly Sword, it was almost impossible to win against an entire continent alone. Yet even in the face of death, he refused to surrender. Hiro forced himself to stand using his swords for support. He then nonchalantly answered. "Can't, I promised my girls I would come home early today. They will be sad if I am late." Suddenly, three gorgeous women appeared beside him, surprising everyone else. The army grew wary as they phased in like ghosts, despite the man being surrounded by enemies. Beautiful, alluring, and overflowing in both power and sex appeal. The women made thousands of boners stand up in respect. "Darling, we had a date! Look at how bloody you are! Why do you need to worry me like this?" "Shush, can't you see he is injured? My love hold still, I will heal your wounds." "Husband. Pain? Rest. We cooked. Lots of food. Eat later. Now, we'll kill enemies." "But, I can still fight, I will take point... " The wives supported him to take a seat. Each beauty then gave him deep and passionate kisses one after another in a display of lust and desire. Three confident voices assured him afterwards. "Darling, so long as you are with me, I will never lose to anyone. Wait for us, rest for now." "My love, your wellbeing is most important. We made your favorites, let's celebrate at home later. please let us take out the rubbish okay?" "Husband rests. Husband strong. But wife worries. Be obedient. Safe. Reward later." It was obvious to everyone how much they loved their husband. Silenced by the passion of his women, the man quietly waited, defeat wasn't even a possibility. After tending to their beloved, the wives turned to face the army surrounding Hiro. The ravishing women then began to unleash power that made the skies quake and the earth shatter. "I count a hundred thousand. As we are all extremely pissed, how about a game to make it interesting? The winner gets to keep darling for an entire Saturday. Deal?" "...Please make it the entire weekend including nights. They laid hands on the man I love the most. Their lives are mine." "Don't bother. Livid. I will win. Weekend sex. Creampies. My rewards. You girls rest. No longer needed." The commander who saw the three women display tyrannical powers grew frantic. Aside from being an unmatched swordsman, his superior told him that the target had a factor even more important to consider. "Listen carefully! When you hunt the Heavenly Sword remember one thing. Do everything possible to separate him from his battle harem. Fight him alone. ALONE! UNDERSTAND?! "If his women are with him, retreat immediately! Do not engage them period!" "But..." *SLAP* "NO BUTS! HIS WOMEN SHOW UP, YOU HAUL ASS! DO I MAKE MYSELF ABSOLUTELY CLEAR?!" Finally understanding the words of his superior. The commander was about to order a retreat. However, something instantaneously blew his head apart. The sounds similar to a watermelon violently exploding forced the entire army to halt. As blood, flesh and brain matter rained around the area of the former leader, a cold voice spoke amid the silence. "One." "Oh, come on! We haven't even started yet!" "Cheating bad. Saint image weeping." "Two." "....." Thus began a one-sided massacre involving 100,000 men against three very vengeful women. This was only one of such stories surrounding the strongest force to ever walk the lands of the Valorious continent. The Battle Harem of the Heavenly Sword *Cover Commissioned from suryabaswara516*

"You're back!" Elara sprang from the wooden bench near the door as her brother stepped inside, bruised and bleeding. "Caelum, what happened this time?" she gasped, rushing to his side. Caelum Solis, a lean young man with tousled brown hair and piercing blue eyes, winced as he slumped into a chair. "Nothing new. Just a couple of thugs who wanted my coin more than I did," he muttered. They lived alone—just the two of them. He was all she had left, and she was the reason he kept going. Though he’d trained enough to pass the Guild’s physicals, his damaged mana core had left him stranded at F-rank, doing odd jobs no real adventurer wanted. Finding lost pets. Cleaning stables. Picking herbs. Barely scraping by. Elara, though gifted, suffered from a mana sickness that slowly stole her sight. Her treatment was expensive, and Caelum pushed himself to the brink just to afford the basics. Still, it was never enough. That night, as he tucked her into bed, he whispered, “Tomorrow, I’ll change everything.” --- At the edge of a newly discovered dungeon, Caelum stood behind a party of stronger adventurers. They snickered. “Dead weight’s here,” one said under his breath. He ignored them. He always did. Darius Flint, the B-ranked leader, raised a hand. “Standard sweep. It’s marked D-rank, but stay alert.” They entered the cave-like dungeon, and at first, everything was simple. Feral goblins. Weak beasts. The team barely broke a sweat. Caelum trailed behind, hauling gear. Only one person treated him kindly—Arianne Vale, a C-ranked healer with silver hair and a sharp tongue for bullies. Hours passed. Then the dungeon began to tremble. “Is it collapsing?” someone asked. “No... it’s shifting,” Darius muttered. “Stay close.” Then came the roar—deep, guttural, wrong. Darius's face paled. “Retreat! Everyone fall back!” But the floor gave way. They dropped into a massive chamber ringed with statues holding weapons. In the center, blazing with living fire, was the Pyroclasm—a beast of flame and fury. People panicked. Two adventurers made a break for the exit and were instantly decapitated by the animated statues. “Form a circle!” Darius barked, but chaos had already taken hold. A statue lunged. Caelum grabbed Arianne and dove aside. “Behind us!” he shouted. Adventurers were being cut down left and right. Desperate, Caelum yelled, “Run toward the Pyroclasm!” “Are you insane?” someone cried. “We’ll die either way!” Dragging Arianne, he sprinted forward. The Pyroclasm shrieked and surged toward him—then vanished into him. Caelum screamed as fire tore through his veins. His body writhed, burning... then exploded in a shockwave. The statues faltered. “Flame adaptation: mastered.” He rose. Flames clung to him like armor. Statues charged. He raised his hand—and fire answered. Explosions. Destruction. “Golems destroyed. Leveling up.” As silence fell, he collapsed, still smoldering. “Heal him!” Darius shouted. Arianne was already by his side.

HE WANTED TO PURSUE HIS LOVE,FOR WENDY BUT HE KNOWS WENDY LOVES ANOTHER

Elara Hayes returns to the quiet town of Windmere after ten years in New York, burned out from her job as a high-powered magazine editor and haunted by the death of her younger sister, May. She inherits her grandmother’s old lavender farm—long abandoned, nearly overgrown—and considers selling it off. But something about the quiet beauty of the place tugs at her.