Hung Nail

"Let me ruin you more than the drugs ever can" Los Angeles, California the city of angels, expect a dark prince rules it Zane parson who is a self made Billionaire, wears a tailored suit and calls it "casual wear", and prick, has one mission to live. He's almost turning 30 in one year exactly, before he has to announce his arranged marriage, to a airhead at the end of the year Meets Alice, a carefree pothead, who is a nyctophilia, always biting her nails, and doing a sexy gulp when she's scared, she's the only angel in Los Angeles, Alice only has one mission too though, forget. even though they met in the dark, can Zane save his fallen angel and bring her the light? or will it be too late

MC found a job as a plumber and electrician in a property management company. Today, MC was chatting with her colleague Lao Li in the property management office. She received a call from a resident who said that there was a power outage at home and asked her to go over and check the circuit. After she told him the building number and location, MC suddenly noticed the young woman who lived in that household. She had been paying attention to her for a long time. Mature, hot, wearing high heels, wearing stockings, having beautiful legs and a perky butt, these were all MC's unique impressions of that young woman. After MC hung up the phone, he told Lao Li that he was going to do the repairs, and then he took the tool kit and went to the young woman's door...

Life in hell mode was never fun? Was it? *********** Being burned alive in a laboratory out of sheer jealousy for he had created the best AI system in the medical world? Oh boy, Damien could assure you that it was not fun. But then again, you never get another chance to feel the slow burn—okay that went dark quickly. Lets take it from the top once again. Damien was sure he had angered someone up in the sky and given his foul mouth that hurled curses worse than a sailor he had very good idea of how it happened. Because if being abandoned in the orphanage was not bad enough, he was stabbed by the very mentor he trusted and followed with closed eyes. But when he found himself waking up in another world— even after death he was not left alone. SMH. The world of beastmen —— he realised that he never knew how difficult hell mode truly was. Surviving in the world of beasts was a challenge in itself. And for Damien who found himself in the body of the discarded crown prince of the Brystoria Empire—With a broken nucleus and mana suppressed by Tartarite nails and used as a weapon of humiliation, it was not a challenge. For Damien, survival in the beast world was like walking on a thin rope, that too on one foot! Fortunately, the AI system that Damien developed as a doctor before his death followed him to this world of beasts. Join Damien in his new quest as he overturns his destiny from being a slave to the king of beasts.

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. ＊ Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. ＊ Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.

HEED MY ADVICE, TO ALL WHO WILL LISTEN, THE FURY OF A WOMAN WHO LIVES ON REVENGE, EVEN IN THE FACE OF DEATH, IS A RECKONING THAT SPARES NO ONE. The Dukedom Heiress Luella Van-Rensselaer thought that by doing everything her family needed, she would have the beautiful and loving family she had always wanted. However, she ends up getting betrayed by her own twin sister and her fiancé. Having gotten fed up with her family and how badly they had put her through, Luella wishes for death, which her sister gives to her as she ends up dying in the hands of her sister and fiancé. Finally, finding the peace she had always wanted, she wakes up to when she was eighteen (18) years old as the funeral service of her father. And now filled with nothing but rage and memories of her past, she now aims to destroy the entire dukedom with its name. The Van-Rensselaer dukedom will end WITH her and BY her. ~+~ A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH NO POWER OR WEALTH IS NOTHING BUT A DREAMER; BUT A MAN WHO LOVES HIS WOMAN WITH POWER AND WEALTH IS A PROTECTOR, WORTHY TO BE BY HER SIDE. And that was what Grand Duke Ozed Rhinelander was. A man who went to war for his woman, accumulated wealth for his woman, lives for his woman. And he would kill for his woman. When Luella decides to take revenge on her family, she goes to one person she fully trusts. ~+~ ~Fragment~ "Do you want this?" His voice was low, almost a growl, but there was a hint of something else beneath — something that made her heart skip a beat. She swallowed hard, her throat dry. The question hung in the air between them, heavy and tangible. "I… I don't know," She finally answered, her voice barely above a whisper. His lips curled into a smirk, a slow, dangerous smile that sent shivers down her spine. "Liar" he murmured, his voice a deep rumble that vibrated through her. "You want this. You want me." She opened her mouth to protest, to deny it, but he didn't give her a chance. His hand shot out, gripping her chin roughly, forcing her to look up at him. "Do you want me to prove it?" He asked, his voice dripping with challenge. ~+~ Tags: #Revenge #Strongfemalelead, #norape, #reincarnation, #Fakeidentity, #EdwardianEra, #VampireRomance #Smut #Supernaturalpowers #magic #darkfantasy #long-distance pining (The main characters are aware of each other's feelings but can't be physically be together yet. IN THE BEGINNING CHAPTERS). ~+~ Cover is mine. DO NOT USE ____ @AR

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

A young royal, Lexiana Vertritz marries a time stellar after he saves her from a near death experience. It turns out they are actually bonds and make it their goal to live their lives to the fullest. But it isnt smooth sauling fir them at all as thier lives keep getrjng threatened everyday. They uncover truths about themselves and unlock powers which could twist the nature of matter itself. Will these two be able to achieve their goal of living a happy life while fighting for the greater good, or is there something else in store for them? " There you are" he said before gently picking her up after noticing the wound on her left leg. When she was secured in his arms, a large portal opened before them and he stepped in. A few hours later the hunter leader woke up and tried to recall what had just happened. He stood on his feet and looked around thanking his lucky stars he was still alive. But his eyes widened at what he saw. On the snow covered ground was a large symbol in black as if it had been burnt into the snow and into the earth.His mouth hung in awe. " A time stellar" he said to himself before immediately teleporting back to where he came from.

In Shady Dark forest boy was running like his life was on it, his cloths were tore and stented with blood. Even after running to much he wasn't geting tired, in sky dark clouds were still pouring rain. Storm was still there in forest along with furious lightning, boy was still running suddenly he fell and laughed crazyly "hahahahahah" he started talking "Why? why? why destiny is so cruel to me? why give hope to live and take it away again and again?" after cursing destiny boy lost his consciousness. Name of boy is Chandransh who is 19 year old Archaeology student in senior college of his second year If we want know why this boy was running? why his cloths were tore and stained with blood? and who's blood is on his cloths? After some time passed rain and storm stopped, sky gets clear and in the sky red giant moon can be seen clearly. Chandransh regains his consciousnes, stood up move face towards sky to see but suddenly his heart beats started beating faster, he collapsed on ground and starts screaming from his lungs "Ahhhhhhhh!..." bones in his body stars crackdown slowly "crack!" his legs gets bend, bone in the back starts torrent out from skin. his hairs started turning white and growing all over the body his eyes are bleeding and glowing red and become big his face starts transform in wolf, his body size grows in nine feet. his hands finger and nails grow large and long Transformed big white humanoid wolf swing his claws with roar and shock waves comes from claws which destroys four to five tree in the straight path with big bang!

Journal Entry #107: One hundred and seven lives so far. That’s how long I’ve been resetting to this same, shitty point in time. I’ve died in every way imaginable, burned, stabbed, crushed, betrayed. Each time, I come back, the clock resets, and humanity hurtles toward extinction all over again. The Xa’tarii don’t need to destroy us. We’re perfectly capable of tearing ourselves apart. I’ve tried to stop it. A hundred times, I’ve failed. But time doesn’t stop for me. I wish it would. I wish I could die for good. Yet, despite everything, I still have hope. So all I can do is keep going. And try again. -- end of transmission -- For centuries, humanity has fought a losing war against the alien Xa’tarii. Every attempt to unite has ended in failure, every plan foiled by betrayal, greed, or fear. Talon Graves is one man trapped in an endless cycle, reliving the fight over and over in a desperate attempt to find the path that will save humanity. This is his story, from the first life where he was just a kid. To the hundredth and beyond, trapped in an endless cycle. Each step, each decision, brings him closer to breaking the cycle or losing himself entirely. Perhaps even both. Will Talon’s hope be enough to defy fate, or will humanity fall to its own flaws once more? -- Hello everyone! If you’ve made it this far into the summary, and I still haven’t convinced you to click on that first chapter, let me share a little more about what you can expect from this book. This story offers a unique power system, one inspired by cultivation but with my own twist to make it truly distinct. It’s a universe where intergalactic warfare takes center stage, featuring everything from the awe-inspiring World Enders who can destroy planets with a thought, to the smallest soldiers fighting tooth and nail for survival. Every individual matters, and every battle leaves its mark. In this universe, it’s all about scale. Even a world-ending Super is just one piece of a much larger puzzle. When wars span entire galaxies and civilizations vie for dominance across universal borders, the impact of a single Super, no matter how powerful, is often a morale boost or the elimination of key high-profile targets, including enemy World Enders themselves. Victory here isn’t determined by raw strength alone but by strategy, sacrifice, and the countless individuals who shape the tide of war. So, if you’re looking for a story that combines relentless action, intricate power systems, and the weight of interstellar stakes, then this might just be the book for you. I hope you’ll give it a chance, click that first chapter, and let’s dive in together. P.S. I’ll be writing this for the long haul, so if you’re expecting a gritty, determined, and powerful individual right from the start, this isn’t that kind of story. Instead, you’ll follow a journey of growth, struggle, and transformation as Talon learns to navigate a brutal universe and carve his place in it. Enjoy! Updates: 1.5k - 2k words a day (or 1 - 2 chaps)

In a world where kingdoms rise and fall, a seasoned player unexpectedly finds himself transmigrated into the very game he once mastered—Caldera. However, his new life as a ruler comes with a crushing twist: severe debuffs and harsh restrictions on his talents make survival nearly impossible. Against overwhelming odds, he fights tooth and nail to carve out a legacy. Despite his brilliance in strategy and marvels in combat, failure becomes his ultimate fate. But fate offers him another chance. Reborn at the start of the game, now without the crippling debuffs and armed with all the knowledge, experience, and hard-won lessons of his previous life, he faces the world anew. This novel is a bit fast-paced compared to current mainstream trends. It will delve into human nature and how far people are willing to go for meager profit. Most characters will be evil, and even the good ones only appear good because the actions they take align with their own interests, rather than being motivated by true goodness. For any questions about this novel, feel free to leave a comment on my first review, where I will be answering any inquiries or questions regarding the story. I hope you have a great time reading this! If you’d like to support this novel, please rate it or leave any kind of comment. Any feedback will help it gain more exposure. Thank you! I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com as well although only free chapter just like here. if you read on both platforms and like the novel do leave me some review there as well thank you. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/569643/fictions

Teela married King Heavenly because she loved him, but life in the Heavenly household was anything but euphoric. Lettie, her hard-as-nails mother-in-law, treats her like an unpaid servant. The family treats her like an outsider. King treats her like a shadow, transparent and forgettable. When Lettie presses Teela to prove her value to the family or get out, Teela has a decision to make. But she’s not leaving without a fight. King Heavenly rules Heavenly Industries with an iron fist, but he leaves his home life to his mother to manage, and that includes the management of his boring little wife. Teela has never complained. She’s never done anything interesting, for that matter. She’s just one more responsibility in a long line of responsibilities that King shoulders on a daily basis, and that is exactly how he treats her — as a responsibility that he’s delegated to his mother. Suddenly Teela steps out of the shadows and into a fight with him and his whole family, and King is baffled by the ruthless actions of his now daring wife. He’d always heard that vengeance is a dish best served cold, but Teela is coming in hot!

[CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT!! ] (At least read the first fifteen chapters before tossing it aside) . Anna Sui woke up from her drunken state to see her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend on the eve of their wedding. Anna was so heartbroken that she ran out of the house, but due to an unfortunate turn of event, she had a one night stand with a complete stranger. . EXCERPTS, "Anna where are you I've been trying to call you for hours now, why are you ignoring my calls?" Her frown deepened. "Leave me alone Mack you can keep being with Nari I don't care." She yelled. "Oh please stop it Anna. You're my girlfriend and I demand to know. Don't tell me you're with another man Ann. Did you forget today's our wedding" Before Anna could say a word her phone got snatched away from her. "She's mine now. If you call or disturb what's mine from now on, be ready to rot in hell." He hunged up and tossed the phone aside. . (IN THE CUPID'S QUILL COMPETITION. Support book by adding it to library, voting with power stone, gifting golden tickets and normal gift.)

What happens when a bored and hungry zombie woman who reads to fulfill her basic needs transmigrates into a dungeon apocalypse novel, the book that caused her accidental death? If she was a cannon fodder, it would have been better. Instead, she was the passerby who died after handing the female lead, the special ring- a great golden finger that ended the apocalypse. And she wasn't even mentioned by the female lead, who claimed all the credit for being the world's savior, forgetting her sacrifice. After understanding the situation and losing the ring, her first thought was to look for food and sleep. She doesn't want to be the hero of the world, she is kind to leave it for the female lead to hug all the glory. But the two men she saved randomly always hung around, unwilling to leave her alone, and a reborn female lead who kept staring at her with hatred.

Warning: {Matured content} Before I knew it, he lifted me, setting me on his lap. I tried to move away, but his hold was firm. My pulse quickened as I felt his hands slowly move around my waist. The breath I took next was shaky. "Is that your heart beating so fast, little mouse?" Tristan whispered. "Are you nervous?" His fingers slid downward to my inner thighs, and I held my breath. Heat seeped through my veins, causing an ache between my thighs. I sucked in a gasp as his nails dragged over the heat of my inner thighs. I slowly closed my eyes, leaning back into him. Cool air kissed between my legs. "Say it aloud," he murmured. His face was inches from mine, and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. "What?" I asked, my breath ragged. "I know you want me inside you. Say it." .... Cover image belongs to me.

“I owe you my life. Tell me anything you want. Don't worry about how rare or expensive it is; houses, cars, money, status, name it. I'll give it to you. I give you my word.” “Marry me,” she said. Odelia, an egocentric socialite, was stood up by her fiance on her wedding day. She ended up in jail and lost her company due to a huge plot by her fiance and fake sister. As if that was not enough, after she left jail, they drove her to hell and framed her for murder. In a bid to escape jail for the second time, she accepts a deal, a deal that might as well land her in the lion's den. What happens when Odelia takes a gamble with her life and takes a bullet meant for Don Gardner, the richest man in New York, and makes him believe it was an act of love? What lengths will Odelia go to win his trust and make him her ally? “What a golden opportunity! I must borrow his power and make all of them pay. I must become Mrs. Gardner,” - Odelia Don Gardner is a business tycoon and a ruthless mafia in the underworld. He's still hung up on his first love. But he had given his word, must he marry a stranger because she saved his life? What happens when he realizes she is not who she claims to be and that their fates had long been intertwined due to forgotten past.

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

#completed!!! As Sophia lay beneath Ragnar, she watched in awe as a primal energy surged through him. Ragnar's body trembled, his muscles tensing and freezing in place, as the runes coursing through him glowed with an intense crimson hue. It was as if a vibrant river of power flowed within him, originating from his heart and branching out to every inch of his being. His nails elongated and sharpened, while his canines protruded from his pristine row of teeth, revealing his primal nature. Ragnar's body quivered as the remnants of the ancient entity receded. His breaths came in ragged bursts, his eyes fluttering open to reveal a mix of relief and anguish. "Ragnar...," Sophia's voice trembled as she called out Ragnar's name. Ragnar startled, slowly opening his eyes. His irises slitted, elongating like those of a reptile. The orbs mirrored Ymat's, an exact reflection of his dragon's eyes. Sophia's jaw dropped in astonishment. So, this was the birth defect he had concealed all this time. ~~~ #completed #war #kingdombuilding #loveaftermarriage #politics #multiplecouple #mutant #princess #diplomacy #heartwarming “All is fair in love and war” Prince Ragnar Clementine, suddenly appointed Lady Sophia Mary, the leader of mystical healer clan, to be his war prize after protecting Cescil Kingdom. However, Sophia had already been married to her husband of three years, Sir Arthur George, though they had yet to have a child. Yet, deep within Sophia's core, a hunger for Ragnar grew, a hunger that consumed her body and soul. In a world where duty and passion collide, will they succumb to the depths of their hunger or find the way to resist? ~~~ WARNING: - THE COVER BOOK IS COMMISSIONED - READ THE HASHTAG!!! - Slow burn type love story - Not smut centered story! - Mature contents and R18+ explicit in later chapters, approximately chapter 60 above. - I give warning at the beginning of chapters! ~ ~ ~ other works: - Sequel: Undressed by the half beast King #completed - Wolfdale: Blood of The Moon - Mafia Princess: Raised by Wolves - The Man of My Bitterest Lesson #completed

Her life was already circling the drain, and terminal cancer? Just the final kick. As if juggling her parents' emotional breakdowns wasn’t enough, “he”showed up—a weirdo with a lifeline, offering survival in exchange for a "small favor." She said yes, because clearly, why not make life even more complicated? Now, the weight of that decision hung over her like a bad haircut. Would this new path save her, or just squash her like a bug under the universe’s cruelly comedic boot? Knowing her luck, it’d probably be both.

BANTER "Damn right, I'm pretty," Luna said with a confident smirk. Her mischievous pride faltered at his response. "I said petty," Alexander's voice was cold but amused, arms crossed over his chest. Her smile sharpened, daring, as she leaned into the banter. "Lucky for you I'm not what I once was, or you'd be spending eternity as my pet puppy." Her words carried a teasing edge, testing him, pushing for a reaction. But Alex's expression darkened, the amusement in his eyes disappearing as he leveled his gaze at her. "Convenient for you gods-twisting the lives of others for your needs." His words, spoken with quiet bitterness, struck a nerve. For a moment, guilt twisted inside Luna as she recalled how those she once called kin-gods, her juniors-had toyed with his life for their selfish desires. Before the regret could settle in, Alexander continued, his tone unwavering. "Maybe that's the reason you're in this condition." The accusation hung heavy between them, cutting through whatever lightness their exchange once held. BREATHLESSNESS In a moment where the tension between them reached its breaking point, Alexander's hand shot forward, grabbing her by the throat. His grip was firm but not cruel-no intent to harm. Instead, he pulled her closer, and before Luna could register what was happening, his lips crashed onto hers. The kiss was deep, forceful, searing through every fiber of her being. She forgot whose air she was breathing, her powerlessness overshadowed by the sheer intensity of his touch, of their connection. In that stolen breath, it was no longer clear who held the upper hand. What happens when a fallen ancient goddess and a love-scarred Alpha collide? When the lines between power, passion, and vulnerability blur, neither can anticipate the outcome. This book , next series of THE ILL FATED LOVERS and its volume THE STAR CROSSED LOVERS brings you the wild, darkly funny, and irresistibly intense tale .Read to see who ends up holding the power-and whose heart gets broken first.

Vol 1: The Unicorn's Forest Charlie Rivers is a 14-year old girl who is trying to get through high school without being noticed when she finds herself hearing a voice asking for help when she is only one of two who can hear it. She agrees, despite the fact the other person is someone she doesn't like. When she meets the 'voice' that needed help, she learns that it's a unicorn, yet she's the only one who seems to be able to see the horn. Everyone else thinks it's a horse. Charlie also learns that by having agreed to help the unicorn, she'd gotten herself involved with a group of friends, including the other person who can hear the unicorn, that she hadn’t been really involved with before. Not only is it changing her normal schedule drastically, given she hadn’t hung out with anyone before, but even her personal space seems under attack at times. As she continues to help the unicorn, she funds that going back to how she was isn’t as attractive as it had once been, before she was helping the unicorn but also she wonders if she really would want to. *Minor spoiler in the synopsis for vol. 2 if you haven't read vol. 1* Vol 2: Tip of Other Worlds Charlie and her friends begin traveling to other worlds in search of the world that the griffin canyon connects to. While they do that, Charlie finds herself torn with wanting to grow her relationship with Alex and beginning the expedition through different worlds. Then as the expedition begins, she finds more than she ever expected to find on other worlds, but ever in the back of her mind is the dream she had in which Beth, her best friend, dies in. A dream she's determined to keep from happening, even if she has to sacrifice the friendship that's come to mean so much to her. *Minor spoilers in vol. 3 synopsis* Vol. 3: Acclimating to a New World Charlie leaves her friends and is taken by The Lost. Her friends continue on and encounter a family who has the same disease they had just recovered from. While helping them, they learn about how this world is that of a matriarchal society and has been since ancient times. What that means they can't say, only that it's going to be awkward. Charlie comes to after a while, feeling like her brain had been I'm a fog and that she had been in a waking dream, only to find she's naked and in a kind of cage where she learns she's been taken as a slave. While she has no idea how this happened, she's determined to find a chance to successfully get out of that situation. Mature content will be either through implications or will only extend to the edge of it. The cover art was ai generated. If anyone has any thoughts or comments about this book they'd like to say, but not leave a record of it here, I can be contacted at etherelemental@gmail.com

It happened all in a single second, everybody world-wide was going about their own business and daily lives. Then a lifeless mechanical voice spoke inside every single individuals head. [Stage 1: Zombie Apocalypse - Integration Period. 30 Days. Treasure Chest drop rates increased 2x. Survivor Coin drop rates increased 2x. Quest Rewards increased 2x. Experience Points increased 2x. Skill level up rates increased 2x. Mana Regeneration increased 4x.] For a month leading up to this very day, Fenrich was trapped in a living hell within his own dreams. He watched as Humanity crumbled bit by bit, first came the Zombie Apocalypse, then the foreign races invaded Earth in the form of multi-colored beams of light. But those dreams, may not have just been dreams. They were his scattered memories showing him the outcome that waited for Humanity. Having been born an orphan, and adopted by a caring and loving family, Fenrich lost it all during the Apocalypse. He sat on the throne that was the lives of over 8 billion humans. As the sole survivor of the Final Brigade, Fenrich watched as his fiancés life was ripped away from his hands, he watched on the day that his sister was raped and murdered in front of his eyes. His father had been hung to death with a rope melded out of his older sisters flesh. Deep within his multiple hearts, a darkness so corrupt and impure burned like a visible black star in the daylight sky. Chaos, revenge, madness, despair, hatred, insanity, lastly turning into what he hated most, Fenrich devoured all those who took away from him, until the day of his death as his ascension was ended by thousands of gathered Gods and Goddesses who feared the power he would achieve after reaching divinity. Armed with some of the knowledge of his past life, the hatred and madness that burned within the core of his entire being. Fenrich willingly discards his humanity as he evolves to a state not known by the Omniverse Alpha System. But is it enough to control the madness that burns within him? Or, will the madness consume him until he eradicates humanity in his thirst for unbridled power? (Friendly Warning: If you're looking for a story that is covered in lollipops, rainbows and kindness. This is NOT that kind of story. There will be sex scenes, swearing, depictions of scenes that are morally disturbing. This is a novel about one looking at the madness and the monster they've become only to further embrace it to ensure the survival of their loved ones and peers. Go into this expecting it to get incredibly dark and twisted. Various mature themes. AI art for now since I'm broke ASFH "If the good die young, then I'll never die" (1) a line from a song called Good Die Young (Gorilla Voltage feat Phil Labonte of All That Remains)

I have been close to death more times than I can count. At the time of birth, I underwent an operation almost for a month, due to a damn metal piece stuck inside my stomach. Stabbed in the ribs by a lunatic psychopath? Check. Almost crushed by a falling piano? You bet it happened with me. Heck, I have even survived a lightning strike on a clear, sunny day. But the final nail in the coffin? I choked to death on a grape. A F**ING GRAPE! Dying at 24 because of a slippery fruit, life had a terrible sense of humor. Well, joke’s on me, I guess, because now I’m here—in the fantasy world of Extra Wants to Live, the one trashy web novel I binge-read after a bad breakup. And it's my luck that, I have transmigrated into the body of a villain character, just the day before he dies in the hands of his own maid. Whether I am lucky or unlucky is still debatable though. Welp, that's how it is. And, now I have to survive, not only from the hero and his entourage, but from the actual protagonist of that web novel, who also is a transmigrator like me. I knew the ending already, but........ Would I be able to survive till the end?

Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and Asli knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. ******* Asli is the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. She wears that title with fierce pride, commanding fear and ensuring that no one dares to cross her. But everything changes when she crosses paths with her sworn enemy, Ahmet. Ahmet and his family have been the targets of her carefully laid plans for revenge since she was six. However, Asli's mission takes a dangerous turn when Ahmet discovers a secret she desperately wants to keep hidden. With her nanny’s life hanging in the balance, she finds herself caught in a deadly game, one where Ahmet blackmails her, demanding something she has never given to anyone, let alone her enemy. The line between hate and desire blurs dangerously as she finds herself trapped in a situation that forces her to confront feelings she never expected to have. To make matters worse, Asli despises herself for the pleasure she secretly takes in his control.

If you blame the victim, then you stand for the perpetrator. — "You say a word and I'll step back. Tell me not to touch you," Louis murmured, his own control slipping as he admitted to his profound yearning for her touch. "Get away from me," she managed to whisper. "Mean it, Verena," he persisted, the insistence in his voice urging her to make a definitive choice. His hand advanced, inching closer to her neck, his touch lingering there momentarily before retreating, a delicate dance of desire. For a second, silence hung heavy in the air, pregnant with unspoken tension. Then, as if her inner turmoil had reached its peak, the words spilled from her lips. "I fucking hate you," she spat out. Without further hesitation, Verena surged forward, her hand finding its way to the back of his neck. In an instant, her lips crashed against his. — Verena Bradbury's life took a treacherous turn after a fateful party. Little did she know that her innocent decision to enter a villa with five strangers would result in her becoming a criminal and spending four years behind bars. Upon her release, Verena was consumed by a burning desire for revenge against Arriana Vandeleur and her accomplices, who had framed her. Determined to tear them apart, she meticulously plans her revenge. However, in a cruel twist of fate, Verena suddenly found herself burdened with heavy responsibilities she never could have anticipated: she was forced to become the wife of Louis Heisenberng, the most handsome and youngest billionaire in their country. Louis, driven by his dark obsessions, kidnapped Verena and enforced their union by forging their marriage certificate without a trace of hesitation. In a chilling race against time, Verena fought against the shackles of her forced matrimony and plotted her daring escape. As Verena delved deeper into Louis's world of privilege and power, she unravelled a sinister web of secrets and deceit. With each shocking revelation, Verena's determination to bring down her captor intensifies, no matter the risks involved. In "Ruins Of The Glory," Verena Bradbury found herself trapped in a thrilling rollercoaster ride of lies, betrayal, and desperation. Will she be able to break free from her nightmarish entrapment and expose the truth, or will the shadows of her past continue to haunt her? -Author's Books- WILDBLOOD (ongoing) Ruins Of The Glory (ongoing) Thee Spark (coming soon)

Nơi miền Nam khô cằn và hoang vu, một vương quốc đằng sau bức tường băng vĩnh cửu luôn dậy sóng. Vương quốc của Rồng. Rồng, Những sinh vật uy nghiêm và huyền bí, nhưng lại bị nguyền rủa bởi thứ sức mạnh hủy diệt và tàn bạo. Ngọn lửa hung dữ của chúng nuốt chửng mọi sự sống trên đường đi. Một cuộc xung đột kéo dài hàng thập kỷ giữa miền Bắc và miền Nam, tựa một truyền thuyết xa xưa chưa từng được viết. Một truyền thuyết sinh ra vào thuở khai sơ của thời gian. Những con rồng, từng hung dữ, giờ đây lại trở nên khốn khổ tột cùng. Một lời nguyền giáng xuống trái tim khiến chúng mất đi khả năng cảm nhận được hơi ấm của sự sống, chịu đựng nỗi thống khổ của cái lạnh vĩnh cửu. Nỗi đau ấy đi theo da diết ngày đêm như ăn mòn chính bản chất của chúng, cả thể xác và tâm hồn. Irish, cũng không là ngoại lệ. Những cơn ác mộng ăn mòn tâm trí anh khi màn đêm buông xuống. Choáng ngợp bởi tuyệt vọng, Irish tìm kiếm một ánh dương, một sự giải thoát khỏi nỗi đau khổ của mình. Khoảnh khắc ánh mắt họ chạm nhau, thế giới xung quanh anh dường như nghiêng trên trục của nó. Một sinh vật mỏng manh, thanh thoát, bộ lông trắng tinh khôi mềm mại như lông tơ của mây, mang theo một mùi hương ngọt ngào, dịu dàng, mang đến sự an ủi cho tâm hồn mệt mỏi của anh. Hành trình của một tâm hồn mong manh giữa thế giới hỗn loạn, tìm kiếm ánh sáng rạng rỡ của hòa bình. [Truyện slow burn, mid-angst, bạo lực]

In the Slonia Empire Mages reigned supreme. They are nobles who monopolized and controlled their knowledge and wisdom in the world where Arcane Energy riddled every nook and cranny from easily going out or leaked to the commoners and peasants. Darius, an orphan from the most remote village in the Northean Kingdom, had the highest Magic Aptitude. But of course, he was oblivious to this fact since surviving the all-year-long winter was harsh enough for him, let alone learning the magic that would bring nothing to the dining table for his little brothers and sisters in the orphanage. Until one day he met with an old man who gave him the… Arcanium System which would change his fate and the entire world altogether. ==== [Checking connection with the host.] [Synchronizing Host’s information, please wait…] [Updating Host’s information] [Update completed] [Downloading the universe’s data] [Download completed] [The Arcanium System has been installed successfully!] [System: All green] [Arcanium System: Linked] [Good morning, Master Darius] ==== “Nobles? Do you mean those fat-bellied pigs?! I can beat them with the tip of my nail.” “Hah! Such arrogance. You must have eons worth of knowledge in your Magic Circuit. How old are you again?” “18!” “What the…” *Will the Slonia Empire be all right with the existence of this young man?* ==== Support this book for faster release!

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.