Manhwa Groan

A gourd of water poured out, this is the world-destroying great flood! A shovel of soil fell, this is the world-destroying meteorite! Some people worship him as the world's creator, he is the one who gave everyone life and wisdom. Some people also curse him as the world-destroying great devil, every thousand years he knows how to destroy the world. Countless lives are groaning, but he is unmoved.

The room was dark, illuminated only by the dim glow of my laptop screen. My eyes burned from hours of reading, but I refused to stop—after all, tonight was the night. The final chapter. The grand conclusion of Sovereign Ascension. I had spent years following the protagonist’s journey. Watching him grow from a nobody to a god-like figure. Fighting through war and killing even gods. Collecting powerful artifacts, rare bloodlines, divine blessings, and, of course, the most beautiful women imaginable. Yet, as I read the final pages, my fingers curled into fists. “…No way.” I scrolled back up, reading the last few paragraphs again. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” The so-called “Final Battle” was a joke. After hundreds of chapters of buildup, after overcoming impossible odds, after being handed every possible advantage… the protagonist lost. And not just any loss—he died in the stupidest, most ridiculous way possible. A trap. Not a god-tier strategy. Not an overwhelming enemy. Not some cosmic revelation. No. He walked right into a trap that even a child could have avoided. “Are you stupid!?” I yelled at my screen, my voice echoing in the silence of my room. “You had every opportunity! You had everything! How did you mess this up!?” I buried my face in my hands, groaning. And the ending… Oh, the ending. Instead of some great twist, some world-shattering revelation… it was a rushed epilogue about how the world moved on. The protagonist’s harem of goddesses, princesses, and saints just cried for a while before moving on with their lives. And the worst part? The guy had never even treated them right! All those beautiful women, and the only thing he ever thought about was sex! No genuine relationships, no emotional depth—just a walking cliché with zero personality, how the hell does someone write something this stupid , no relationship building nothing. “How is that fair!?” I grumbled, rubbing my temples. “If I had his talents, his luck, his damn plot armor, I’d have done a thousand times better than that idiot.” "Fuck this novel and the stupid protagnaist" I sighed, closing my laptop. It wasn’t worth getting so worked up over a novel. Still, I couldn’t shake the frustration. “…If I was in that world, I wouldn’t make the same mistakes, I made in this life.” With that final thought, I collapsed onto my bed, exhaustion taking over.

「Translation/TL to read here on Webnovel - All Chapters - upto Ch - 362」Please comment on chapters with very bad grammatical errors or incomprehensible text. I will edit those chapters. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 【 Synopsis: 】 The mid-level boss of my company’s AAA-game. Deculein, a villain who dies in 999 out of the 1000 playthroughs. Now I have transmigrated in his body. P.S. - This got a manhwa adaptation by the name : A Villain's Will to Survive 《 Tags be like: Abandoned Children, Academy, Adventurers, Anti-Magic, Apathetic Protagonist, Aristocracy, Arranged Marriage, Arrogant Characters, Bloodlines, Bookworm, Business Management, Calm Protagonist, Character Growth, Charismatic Protagonist, Cheats, Child Abuse, Clever Protagonist, Cold Love Interests, Cold Protagonist, Confident Protagonist, Cruel Characters, Cunning Protagonist, Dark, Death of Loved Ones, Demons, Determined Protagonist, Discrimination, Elemental Magic, Empires, Enemies Become Allies, Engagement, Evil Gods, Evil Organizations, Evil Religions, Family Business, Famous Protagonist, Fast Learner, Game Elements, Handsome Male Lead, Hard-Working Protagonist, Harsh Training, Hated Protagonist, Inferiority Complex, Introverted Protagonist, Kind Love Interests, Kingdoms, Knights, Late Romance, Love Rivals, Love Triangles, Loyal Subordinates, Magic, Magic Formations, Magical Space, Magical Technology, Male Protagonist, Master-Disciple Relationship, Mature Protagonist, Misunderstandings, Money Grubber, Multiple POV, Multiple Transported Individuals, Mysterious Past, Nobles, Obsessive Love, Past Plays a Big Role, Past Trauma, Personality Changes, Politics, Popular Love Interests, Proactive Protagonist, Protagonist Falls in Love First, Protagonist Strong from the Start, Psychic Powers, Racism, Romantic Subplot, Royalty, Schemes And Conspiracies, Secret Organizations, Seeing Things Other Humans Can't, Sharp-tongued Characters, Siblings, Slow Romance, Special Abilities, Stoic Characters, Strategic Battles, Strong Love Interests, Strong to Stronger, Summoning Magic, Sword And Magic, Teachers, Terrorists, Time Travel, Tragic Past, Transmigration, Transplanted Memories, Transported into a Game World, Underestimated Protagonist, Wars, Wealthy Characters, Wizards, Yandere 》 « TVWtL VWL » ﹝Leave a review if you liked the novel﹞

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

After dying in the apocalypse, Su Jin was given a second chance as she was reborn into her former self just one month before the beginning of the end. Knowing that the world was about to fall apart, she started stockpiling everything she could. Her family started to think that she had gone crazy after her marriage and was ready to gang up to ruin the trashy husband. However, as the world suddenly changed around them, their air tickets and money were rendered useless and they now understood just how much foresight their beloved Su Jin had this whole time. As they continued to fight for survival, Su Jin's husband scoured the city with several better-looking team members. One of them groaned while trudging ahead, This is the 212th time we've lost our way since the team leader began his search for his wife...

I am the 36th Demon King, the weakest in my empire’s history, yet I wield the shadow powers of the first Demon King—the God Slayer. For two thousand years, our kind has waged war against humanity. But this time, I crossed their borders not as a conqueror, but as a wanderer drawn by whispers of a devastating pandemic—a plague that spares no race, ravaging humans, elves, and demi-humans alike. In the shadows of their suffering, I found myself doing the unthinkable: helping them. Saving lives. Easing their pain. And to my astonishment, they began to hail me as a hero. Yet a question looms over me: Should I continue this masquerade as their savior? Or should I remind them of the truth—the Demon King who stands at the edge of light and shadow, deciding their fate?

Adam was a fukin' dweed or atleast that's what his bully, Seth called him. He liked reading anything from manga to manhwa to lightnovels to webnovels and watching anime from Dragon Balls to Tensura to Misfit of Demon King Academy. He wished that he could be like the protagonists-the main characters of those stories awakening untold power and standing up for himself. And his wish was granted when he ended up being summoned as a hero to save the people of the Seven Lights Realm, a world far bigger than Earth, from the problem of demons. Estatic he charged forward and eventually came to learn that being the protagonist was harder than it seemed. So tired after extinguishing the demon race, Adam returned to Earth only to be caught up in another hero summoning but only this time with his whole class. Vowing not to be the main character, he supports his classmates from the dark. But can he really stop the protagonist halo from falling on him.

Noah valcrest no es un héroe, ni un genio de la magia, ni siquiera sabe cómo llego aqui. Un días, tras un accidente inesperado, despierta en un mundo diferente pero familiar: El del manhwa "la reencarnación del santo de la espada en la academia" hay un solo problema...¡solo tenía 5 capitulos! ¿Que se supone que debe hacer ahora?

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ The closer I got, the more I realized it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of him. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened, causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out my name and my eyes widened in wonder at the fact that he knew my name.

Noah Valcrest is not a hero, nor a magic genius—he doesn't even know how he got here. One day, after an unexpected accident, he wakes up in a different yet familiar world: the world of the manhwa "The Reincarnation of the Sword Saint in the Academy." There's just one problem... it was new! What is he supposed to do now?

Ace has always known he was different, rescued by human couples as a baby by the road side. Raised with a strange mark on his chest, uncanny speed, heightened senses, and an instinct he could never explain. But everything comes to a head on his eighteenth birthday when a restless fire awakens deep within him, compelling him into the forest under the light of the full moon. Drawn by an invisible force, Ace’s body trembles with anticipation, and his wolf, silent his entire life, stirs to life for the first time. Then he feels it: an overwhelming presence that fills the air, makes his heart race, and stops him in his tracks. A powerful looking but desperate man emerges from the shadows, Ace’s entire being responds. His chest burns, and the mark he always thought was a birthmark begins to glow on his chest, as if it knows the man standing before him. Kieran’s piercing silver eyes hold a mixture of relief and hunger as he steps closer. 'You’re mine,' Kieran murmurs, his voice deep and reverberating with authority and raw desire. Ace doesn’t understand what’s happening, but his body does. Every fiber of his being screams for Kieran, his wolf howling for the connection they were destined to share. When Kieran touches the glowing mark on Ace’s chest, the bond between them explodes into life. Ace feels everything, the undeniable pull, the deep need to belong, and a passion so intense it takes his breath away. The world fades, leaving only Kieran and the primal connection binding them. Kieran's suppressed desires for his mate breaks free from their restrain. He tears their clothes into pieces, pulling Ace closer in his arms as he uncontrollably touches every inch of Ace's body, feeling the satisfaction he has longed for_ for years. He devours Ace's mouth and lips as he thrust into him , every thrust igniting a hotter flame inside their bodies, they both groan and scream at the connection, at the pleasure that flows throw every vein in their bodies. In that heated moment, Kieran claims Ace, sinking his teeth into his neck to mark him as his own. The bite sends a shockwave through Ace’s body, awakening a hunger and power he never knew he possessed. Their souls collide, binding them together in a bond that is both exhilarating and terrifying. ▪▪ But as Ace grapples with his newfound identity as a werewolf and the mate of a powerful alpha, he’s thrust into a world of danger, loyalty, and love so overwhelming it threatens to consume him. Will he accept the destiny that ties him to Kieran, or will the weight of the bond shatter them both?"* ○○●●○ Alpha Kieran had been looking for his mate for nine years, he searched among the she_wolves in his pack and all other packs but never found his expected female mate, only to find out his mate is a male , something he has forbidden in his pack. No matter how much he didn't want to mate with Ace, the pull was way much uncomfortable to him. What is he going to do now that he has found himself in the situation he had forbade others himself.

Dani was just an ordinary high school student—until fate played its cruel hand. After losing his parents at 15, he was left alone in the world with only money to his name. Neglecting his health, he developed cancer, and while waiting for death in a hospital bed, he found solace in novels, manhwas, and manga. He often cursed the weak romance in harem stories, where the MC had power and a harem but did nothing while the women fought over him. But one novel captivated him—a masterpiece about 100 heroines, each with tragic pasts, rising to the top of the world. It wasn’t about an overpowered male protagonist but about the struggles and triumphs of these heroines. "If only I could transmigrate into this world and marry them all..." Then he died—and woke up inside the very novel he admired. But not as the protagonist. Not even as a major character. Instead, he is reborn as Dani Everhart, one of the many sons of the king, a forgotten prince with no real power or influence. He is wealthy but not a contender for the throne, overshadowed by his brilliant older brother. However, he has one advantage—his knowledge of the story. He knows the heroines' hidden pain, their struggles, their tragedies. And he refuses to let them suffer. With no grand ambitions for power, Dani sets his sights on a single goal—to make each of these women fall in love with him, forming the greatest harem the world has ever seen. But as Dani gathers heroines by his side, his actions begin to change the story itself. And soon, the world will realize—this forgotten prince is no background character. He’s about to rise.

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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?"

A lot seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the usual dark brown to white. It was really confusing, early at school his hair was dark brown, so what happened between the few minutes they were apart. "Dean",Audrey hurried towards him but he raised his left hand up to stop her in her tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath, with all that his gaze was on the ground "But-", Audrey tried stepping forward. "Don't", he said raising his head to look at her directly,she could see his face clearly now. At school his iris held a little bit of color but right now,it had non. His eyes were so clear he looked blind. "Dean what's happening to you",Audrey cried in panic. She didn't know what was going on with Dean, what hurt her the most was he didn't want her next to him. How can she help him if she can't get close, but even with that she was still stubborn. Dean was at the far end of his room, bit by bit Audrey covered the gap."It's Time",Dean said trying to play down his emotion, but it could'nt be hidden. "What is Time?", Audrey asked confused walking to him slowly. "Dean you're scaring me". As she tried walking towards him, she felt as tho she was being pushed back, the closer the distance between them,the harder it was for her to come close. "Time for me to go-ah",Dean groan holding his side. “Dean!”, Audrey exclaimed, she increased her pace but the force was strong and the injury she had under her feet didn't make it any better. "He has come", he said letting out a dry cough. "Who has come?",Audrey asked. What is time?who has come?, she asked herself. "Mortem", Dean said with short of breath. . Life has never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. she works extra and hard to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he to was taken. luck hasn't always been on her side, will she pick herself up and keep pushing, or will she succumb to the bad luck holding her down. note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on pure imagination The schools, characters and places are not real

Kalian tahu cerita rakyat Malin Kundang, Danau Toba, Si Pahit Lidah dan lainnya kan? Kalian juga tahu sistem leveling yang ada di manhwa kan? Sistem yang jadi cheat dimana mc bisa jalani misi, lalu dapat poin sistem yang bisa ditukar berbagai item itu. Sekarang, coba bayangin keduanya digabung. Yaps, itu lah yang terjadi di sini, dimana Dimas, terlempar ke indonesia di era abad pertengahan. Dunia dimana cerita rakyat menjadi nyata dan ada di satu universe. Dimas harus menyelesaikan berbagai cerita rakyat itu untuk mendapatkan poin sistem yang bisa ditukarnya di toko sistem. Kok bisa sih dia terlempar ke indonesia abad pertengahan? Itu dunia pararel kah? Kok ada sistem leveling gitu sih? Dimas bisa pulang lagi gak? Nyelesain misinya susah ya? bisa beli apa aja di sistemnya? ada sihir gak di dunia itu? Well, untuk tahu semua jawabannya, yuk mulai dibaca aja, happy reading semua! *Cerita original, hasil ketik tangan penulis, karena itu mohon kebijaksannya untuk tidak menyelahgunakan dan apresiasinya dengan vote/like. *Jangan ragu untuk beri masukan, silahkan komen, ceritakan kesanmu saat membaca [Kunjungi Author]-------------------- Instagram: @allen.nolleps Tiktok: @allen_nolleps

Summary of the Novel " Shoujo Hater " The story follows Jin, a boy who was once a huge fan of webtoons-until everything changed when he turned ten. One by one, all the manhwa he loved disappeared, leaving only one webtoon that took over the world: "Shoujo Multiverse". Everyone became obsessed with it, to the point of addiction-even men couldn't stop reading it! For nine years, this webtoon continued its reign, and now, only one month remained until its final chapter. Jin couldn't stand it anymore-ads were everywhere, his friends wouldn't shut up about it, and even in his dreams, there was no escape! But the final straw came when his teacher announced a school festival to celebrate the webtoon's ending, forcing all students to cosplay as its characters. At that moment, Jin snapped...

Ananya's world in the dreamy city of Seoul was small yet secure – revolving around her academics, an intimate group of friends, and ardent love for her younger brother. But when a mysterious man moves in next door, her uneventful existence takes a drastic turn that transcends realms and realities. Is it for better or for worse? ***** Ananya Mehra, a 23-year old Indian girl pursuing her Masters in South Korea on a full-scholarship, has only one goal in life – to give her younger brother the best life she possibly can, after their parents' tragic passing in an accident she still blames herself for. However, her world is turned upside down when her new neighbour, Jung-wook, enters her life with some shocking revelations: that he does not belong to this world, that she is his answer to everything – and her life is possibly in danger!? While her closest friend Dae-jung’s warm gestures make her heart skip a beat, her mind still cannot help but waver to Jung-wook’s oft-weird yet endearing antics, pulling her deeper into a whirlwind of doubt and intrigue. But as he edges closer to revealing secrets that challenge the very fabric of her existence, Ananya is left questioning everything she thought she knew. Who really is Jung-wook, and why does he feel so familiar? What is his ulterior motive – and why her, of all people!? How can she trust him, a complete stranger, with her life when it may possibly be in danger? And why, despite all logic, does she still want to believe him? ******* Author’s Note: I'm sorry in advance if my uploads are inconsistent at any point, it might get a little tricky to juggle between my profession and my passion at times. I'll try sharing at least 2 chapters each week. :) Also, as you can probably guess from the cover, I am a beginner at digital art (and manhwa/manga art in general). Do let me know how you like this story and my rough attempt at art, thanks!

Our protagonist was an ordinary guy with an aspiration to be called hero, yet people mistook his actions. Until one day he woke up to find himself in the very world of an anime he watched for the first time. But he isn't the protagonist, instead, he's a minor bullied character who never even appeared in the series. Determined not to get involved with the main characters for fear of changing the plot, he plans to stay in the background to plan for his future and let the protagonist handle everything. However, fate has a different surprise for him. As events unfold, he realizes that he may have a bigger role to play than he ever imagined. Can he navigate this new reality without altering the story, or will he have to step up to shoulder the responsibility he took upon himself? Discover the twists and turns in this fresh new Rom-com series Altered Reality. Note: Please endure the slow pace in the first couple of chapters, it gets interesting as the story unfold, trust me ;). Note: This story is heavily inspired by the anime Re:zero and the manhwa Webtoon character Na Kang Lim, both are awesome, give it a try if you haven't yet. You can call it a rip off version of them, if you please, LMAO. But hey, this story has it's own plot, objective, goal, characters, and ending, which i hope you will find enjoyable. And if you do, please support it to the least you can, thanks. Note: I am extremely sorry, because of my own stupidity i had to delete the previous book, and even got many chapters deleted, now i have to write those deleted chapters all over again T_T. But on the bright side, i could improve the quality of those deleted chapters 13-19.

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

A bloody war between the Werewolves and the Witches supported by the Demons.Clashes of swords, chants of spell,magics and black magic filled the atmosphere. The atmosphere was very tense, the air was filled with pressure,blood was painted everywhere, the scene was so terrifying. "The Alpha king has been killed" a voice shouted There were cheers among the Witches and Demons. The Werewolves empire has fallen, everyone dispersed. Queen Adriana (half witch and half human), the Luna queen, who had just put to bed a baby girl heard the death of her Mate , the Alpha king, Alexander.She ran to into a deep dark forest filled with fogs. She stopped abruptly when she had a footstep behind her, she turned slowly and saw a man in a black cloak - a demon. "W-w-who-who are you" she stuttered as she held her baby tightly across her chest. "Ha ha ha......I am your helper who is going to take all your sorrow away" the man answered sarcastically showing his yellowish green teeth. "What do you want"she asked summoning courage, "To kill all the royal blood of Alexander " the demon grinned evilly. "I will not let you hurt my child, demon!" she screamed holding her baby tightly. "Ha ha ha" he laughed "we'll see" he gave an evil smirked and moved closer to Queen Adriana . Queen Adriana remove a seal but before she could chant a spell the demon had already pricked her abdomen with the dagger. "Aarrghhh" she yelped in pain, she staggered backward and the man laughed hysterically. "Adriana!!!" Hera(a witch), Adriana childhood's friend who has been watching the whole scene screamed and ran to her. " Oh oh Hera" the man chuckled "Hera, he must not harm my child" Adriana said weakly holding her injured abdomen. Hera quickly took the seal and chant a spell. She point the seal at the demon. " You die today" Hera shouted and the demon laughed cynically. "That can't have an effect on me" the demon said. "Mesh mar la ba suropato" Adriana whispered. "It's a joy that you will die with your best friend today" the demon sneered. "Mesh mar la ba suropato!!!" Hera shouted pointing the seal at the demon as he tried to attack her. A light shone and the demon screamed turning into ashes. Hera helped Adriana to sit, rest her back on a tree and collected the baby. "Adriana........" Hera cried. "Hera" Adriana voice was barely heard, "why....why Hera" Adriana groaned. "I'm so sorry I couldn't do anything, the whole clan was manipulated by those Demons" "I tried to stop the coven but all my efforts yield nothing" Hera explained admist tears. "Hera promise me that you will keep my child safe" Adriana said. "She'll be safe " Hera promised " you need to live Adriana, you have to build back the Wolf Empire " she said and Adriana held her hand tightly. "My daughter will build the wolf empire, so she must survive" Adriana said as tears rolled down her cheek. Adriana touched the child and muttered so words, a light flickered and the gold hair and eyes of the child turned black. She had sealed her daughter's wolf power and scent. "Adriana....." "Take this, give her on her sixteenth birthday" Adriana said as she gave a gold locket to Hera "you know what this means" she smiled bitterly and Hera nodded. "Take care of Annabelle, she must survive"Adriana whispered as her eye lid close slowly. "Adriana!!!!!" "Please Adriana....." Hera cried.

The grip he has on my hair loosens as he kneads my nipple between his thumb and index finger. My back is now arching forward, leaning into his touch. I want more. He chuckles in response. His breath coats my neck as he does so. "So needy," he taunts me before he removes his hands from my body. I'm ready to protest against the loss of his touch, but before I can, he grips my shoulders in his warm palms, pushing me back onto the sheets and pillows. I shudder in delight. Our eyes connect, and I feel the fire in my body ignite from how he looks at me. His eyes scan my body for a fleeting moment before he grabs the blanket and pulls it up.  "Spread your legs," he demands. His tone was low and husky. I comply, and he rewards me with a grin that says everything he doesn't need to say out loud. "You're perfect," he says in a whisper as he crawls further onto the bed between my legs. He's hovering over me. One hand cups my face as he leans down, resting his other arm on his elbow next to my face.  My fingers are tracing the outline of his toned abs. Enjoying the goosebumps rippling across his skin as a result. I watch as he closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb this feeling before closing the gap between our lips. His lips are delicious.  "Mmm," I hummed against his lips. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues collided like a happy accident. I slide my fingers up his chest and wrap my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. He groans in response, vibrating against my lips. His dick is hard and pressed against my core, making it throb with need.  --------------- Phoenix was adopted by humans as a baby. She grew up in a small rural territory knowing nothing of her species or what the future held for her. She soon meets her 'mate' and discovers the secrets her human parents had kept from her all these years. In a fit, she runs away to discover that more than one man held the mate bond with her. Her first mate spent years trying to hunt her down just to find her with another fated mate. Devastated and broken he decides that he will reject her, but she becomes a target of evil no one understands. Both of her mates reluctantly stick together to keep her safe and now they are all stuck under one roof, can they figure out their differences? Will she choose her first or second mate? Or is there a third mate that is her true destiny?

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

Emily was a girl who enjoyed manga, manhwa, BL, and dating sims. Get a job? Sure, it'll fund my fandom! Get a boyfriend? I'll stay digital, thanks! Get married? I'm married to my reading material! Get us some grandkids! And leave my babies (manga) behind?! Emily was fine with just indulging in her favorite series, commenting on webnovels, and playing otome... and shipping random guys in her every day life. Everything was going her way... until a new webnovel came out called, "I Became the Villainess?! So Why Is Everyone Obsessed with Me?!". The plot was just like every other transmigration plot, the story was filled with cheesy one liners, and worst of all... the amount of teenage angst that the horrible villain had is hardcore! Kidnapping? Being held against your will? Dark love? No thank you! Little did Emily know that one liiiittle comment would cause her to be transmigrated into the novel! Not as the villain... not as the heroine... nor a sibling... or a step mom... or any of the usual tropes... she got stuck as the Male Lead, Everette... one of the interests of either the villainess or female lead. Now the villain and the other male leads are all obsessed with him?! "Nooooo! I'm fine with shipping other men, not being a part of the ship!!!" "Scum Villain's Self Saving System" meets "I've been Reincarnated as the Villainess; Every Route Ends in Doom!"

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

"So, you're telling me you don't want to marry me? Didn’t you fight for this?" Crown Prince Zheng Liang was stunned. Yang Ning, the notorious schemer, wanted to call off their engagement? He thought he'd be relieved, but her sudden boldness had him questioning everything. "Your Highness, I don't want to be a sacrificial lamb, thank you very much," Yang Ning retorted with a fake smile, inwardly groaning. ‘Just break it off already!’ Fang Li, once a national treasure as an archery champion, finds her career and life on the brink of ruin after being embroiled in a scandal. But when she wakes up in a novel as Yang Ning—the villainess fated to become the most despised Empress and the fiancée of a Crown Prince who detests her—she’s determined not to follow the script! Armed with wit, humor, and a fierce will to survive, Yang Ning is set on rewriting her destiny. The twist? The Crown Prince, who’s supposed to loathe her, seems far too interested in her now. Can she escape her villainous destiny, or will she get tangled in royal drama and unexpected romance? ## Note: No extended misunderstandings or breakups—there will be some drama, but only to make the romance even better. This is a fun, romantic comedy full of witty banter! Cover: Original cover design by the author – kindly refrain from using without permission. Follow on Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord Server: https://discord.gg/NTPCE7YZm7

Sevi, a computer science student dedicated to fitness, is known among his friends as a "No Girlfriend Since Birth" (NGSB) kind of person. After a workout session, he heads home to unwind with a new game, Vengeance in Progress. Intrigued by its premise of a neglected prince seeking revenge, Sevi begins playing. Just as the game's tension peaks, his laptop glitches and freezes. "Ughh, not again!" Sevi groans, frustrated with his malfunctioning laptop. Suddenly, the screen emits a bright flash, revealing an otherworldly interface that prompts him to select a player. "Wha-- Before Sevi can react, another flash envelops the room. He finds himself in a luxurious medieval setting, dressed as a young duke with a plump figure, silver hair, and purple eyes. Staring at his new reflection in disbelief, he mutters, "No freaking way, I'm actually that fatso in the game." A screen flashes before him: [Once again, welcome to Vengeance in Progress v2, Young master Sevi.] [Capture the hearts of heroines and make meaningful experiences!] "Capture the what?" mass releases randomly

Betrayed by the humanity he once served, Leo learns a bitter truth from his dying nemesis—the Demon King. But fate isn’t done with him. Reborn as a half-demon, he finds a world where demons reign, elves have turned against humans, and his once-glorious empire has crumbled into obscurity. Yet, among demons, he discovers the loyalty and love humanity never gave him. But a new war looms. A pantheon of self-proclaimed gods brings chaos, threatening both humans and demons. Armed with the Demon King’s power and the enigmatic Mother of Gods, Leo must rise—not just to save humanity, but to decide the fate of all.

In the world where divinity reigns, a delicate balance exists between three kingdoms. However, this balance is disrupted when the Dragon Kingdom's power is threatened by the rising strength of the other two kingdoms. Amidst this turmoil, a prophecy foretells an impending calamity. The Dragon Lord embarks on a quest to find a solution, but his absence coincides with the birth of his child - a child destined to shatter the balance. The other kingdoms, seeking to maintain their power, will stop at nothing to prevent the child from growing up.

Eirik Boris was never the type to accept a deal nor offer quickly, but with the girl in front of him, the riot that’s currently going on in the kingdom, and the rumor of the old king's bloodline, there are just too many things at stake. He looked at her with his eyes full of doubts, knowing very well that not only his life was at stake, but his region, too. But at the same time, if the girl in front of him is who she claimed to be, then a new beginning shall begin in the kingdom. It will be a new dawn of glory, a new turn—around, especially for the commoners. With a sharp blade in her hand, unlike anything Eirick had ever seen, which had a crystal that had a glinting red onyx at its end, the girl stepped into the long, narrow bridge, ready to prove that she was from the bloodline of the old king. “If you fail, I’ll surely deliver you to the king myself.” Eirik made it sound like a warning, and like he was not interested in her at the same time. But deep down, Eirick cared. If this girl turns out to be carrying the blood of the old king, then things will turn around for great. And if not, then he’d gladly deliver her to the king. At least, by doing that, he’d still have to keep his head, his family, and his region. And maybe, just maybe, the king will give him a limited punishment, but not a death sentence. “I won't fail,” Eirick heard her replying without turning, her voice full of uncertainty, though. Eirik held his daughter's hand, leading her back slowly, his armor bearer following, and then the nobles, a hundred of them who had come to watch the so-called girl who claimed to be carrying the blood of the old king venturing to the narrow bridge where she would recover what was left behind by the Old king himself. Before the old king vanished, he had said that only his true bloodline could cross the narrow bridge and retrieve what he had hidden there. Many people had come to attempt it, all of them claiming to be the son or daughter of the old king, and all of them had failed. This girl won't be an exception, at least, that's what they thought, not until the unexpected happened. As usual, the ghost guardian of the bridge, a being forged from magic with extraordinary abilities, emerged from the chasm of the bridge, standing tall and proud in front of the girl with a rapier in his hand. He didn't give the girl a chance to blink; he charged, the sound of metal against metal filling the air, sparkles flying out, and groaning of the two filled the atmosphere, too. And then, when everyone thought the girl would fail like the rest, they noticed her body shimmering, a great aura coming out of her body like a mist, her hair flaring in flame like a ghost rider, but she was not. And then, the blade radiated extra light, before the girl took full transformation herself. She easily bypassed the ghost as he presented his attack, moving with the grace of a leaf dancing in the wind, but in a blur that everyone hardly saw her moving. Before the ghost could wheel to face her, the girl struck him hard at the temple with the hilt of her blade, followed by a kick in the chest, which sent the ghost tumbling down the bridge. Normally, a ghost shouldn't feel attacked or get hit since he's partially invincible, but the girl was not ordinary either. She’s from the lineage of King Saul, making her the rightful heir to the kingdom of Agapanthus, and she just proved that to everyone by defeating an undefeatable foe.