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This is a more refined version of “Tales Of A Swordsman”. In a dangerous world where warlords rule, monsters roam, and treachery lurks behind every corner, there exists a mercenary known only as Dude. No title, no fancy lineage—just Dude. Women whisper his name in hushed tones. Men either want to hire him or kill him. He’s a walking contradiction—deadly, yet lazy; cocky, yet irresistibly charming; a warrior with the strength of ten men but a habit of forgetting his own plans mid-fight. He never says no to coin, danger, or a damsel in distress. And somehow, no matter how insane the odds, he always pulls through with a smirk on his lips and a blade in his hand. But it’s not just his swordplay that’s legendary. After the dust settles, the women he saves find themselves drawn to him—whether it’s the thrill of survival, the heat of the moment, or just the way his rough hands feel against their skin. And when they give in to the tension, the passion that follows is nothing short of earth-shattering.

In a dangerous world where warlords rule, monsters roam, and treachery lurks behind every corner, there exists a mercenary known only as Dude. No title, no fancy lineage—just Dude. Women whisper his name in hushed tones. Men either want to hire him or kill him. He’s a walking contradiction—deadly, yet lazy; cocky, yet irresistibly charming; a warrior with the strength of ten men but a habit of forgetting his own plans mid-fight. He never says no to coin, danger, or a damsel in distress. And somehow, no matter how insane the odds, he always pulls through with a smirk on his lips and a blade in his hand. But it’s not just his swordplay that’s legendary. After the dust settles, the women he saves find themselves drawn to him—whether it’s the thrill of survival, the heat of the moment, or just the way his rough hands feel against their skin. And when they give in to the tension, the passion that follows is nothing short of earth-shattering.

WARNING: R18!! Sarah Blackwood's life was turned upside down; her perfect and peaceful life was shattered. She was the daughter of the great and formidable Lord and Alpha Harrington Blackwood of the revered Black Clove pack. But just in one night, her entire pack was brutally slaughtered, leaving her the sole survivor. Narrowly escaping this misfortune, Sarah was left a young, orphaned stray, and the trauma left her inner wolf latent, dormant, and asleep. Forced to flee, she ended up in the hands of Viktor Darkov, a notorious crime boss involved in human trafficking, drugs, and smuggling. Her life takes a turn - for better or for worse? - when she was sold to a mysterious, feral, and feared man. Her inner wolf, dormant for years, suddenly stirred awake, trying to tell her something. Who was this shadow of a man, and what power did he have that left everyone, including his subordinates, terrified of him? *Excerpt* "Wait here for the master, do not get up. Keep your head down," a distant voice finally spoke, then quietly adding in a whisper with a cautious tone. "Whatever you do, try not to make the master angry. For your sake." The doors closed behind me, leaving me again in the eerie silence, except for the sound of my ragged breathing. Beads of cold sweat began forming on my forehead. My palms felt wet and sweaty against the chains. I waited and waited, the minutes ticking by. No one approached the doors, no footsteps. The place was awfully quiet. I considered peeking beneath the blindfold to find a way out, but the fear of the unknown, the ghost-like atmosphere horrified me, and kept me still, glued to the ground. "What are you?" A cold, low, menacing growl spoke from nowhere, emanating from all around me, causing me to jump, but I maintained my posture. Head down, still kneeling down. I didn't hear him enter the room; the doors never opened, and I didn't sense him. Like a ghost. It was chilling, like he had materialized out of thin air. "Speak," the voice came out as a low, vibrating echo through the room.

[Matured Content] In a world of gods and Faes. Isadora Skaldwood was born a Fae but of impure blood “mannfae” deemed an inferior creation of the olden gods. Yet at birth she was kissed by the goddess of life and blessed with the ability of a skin weaver, capable of healing any wound or affliction. Betrayed by her family, she's sold for gain, shipped across the world to a brothel, into the hands of a selfish businessman who exploited her abilities for years. Travelers come to this brothel not to lay with the rumored mannfae but to seek her abilities. But then everything changed when “He” appeared… Kraven Val Thrond, widely known as “The Reaper," a terrifying warrior feared by those who dared speak his name. Dangerously handsome, a presence identical to the god of death, silver eyes like the crescent moon—but a mind dipped in madness. Isadora despises him, not just for stealing her away, but for thrusting her into his world of blood and chaos. He’s insane! But that’s only the cherry on top, his obsession is wicked. But when he touches her, mix emotions and desires stirs, can a madman feel something? Of course not! He's more inclined to kill her than succumb to his desires. He has this "Thirst" and it triggers mostly toward her. Just a kiss is a clear invitation toward death and when he touches her... she might greet the god of death soon. Have the gods damned her again? They had thrown a Dark Fae toward her way who's obsessed with owning her soul. But in life, only a mate can claim another soul. ~ (Excerpt) "What do you even want from me?" Isadora asked, this time more desperate. "The answer to that question, love," he leaned more until their lips almost touched. "I really wish there was one," he murmured, before crashing his lips against hers. Sparks surged through her in waves, but she bit his lip, hard enough to draw blood. The action seemed to make him stop and she pushed away from him. Kraven licked his lips, amused and a maddening look in his eyes. "Go away!" she yelled at him, tears almost building in her eyes. Why was he making her feel this way? Hatred burned through her veins and yet torn between this was an undeniable pull. "I will, love.." he replied with a dangerous edge to his tone and an eerily glow to his silver eyes. "If you can outrun me, first..." he added, taking a step closer and she instinctively took one back. "Run, Isadora..." he growled, his voice raw and animalistic, like a beast on the verge of unleashing wrath. "...run!" ~ A/N: This is Dark Romance, don't expect a sweet ML! Extra Tags: #darkromance #slowburn #blood&gore #morallygreyML #medieval #warriors The cover is mine!

"Take her," the dangerous man orders casually, like I'm the most boring little human he's ever encountered in his life. "I said stay the fuck away!" I yell at him this time, causing him to tilt his head in amusement. "A little girl like you shouldn't be swearing at your elders. It's bad habit. Your daddy should have taught you better." Hold on. My daddy. And if I heard correctly the first time, the other man had mentioned something about 'daughter' and 'grown woman'. Shit! What's going on? This must be Darius Hunter! And how do they know about my existence!? Oh no! My father! Have they taken him? Have they hurt him? "Darius... Hunter?" I stutter in sheer terror, the dangerous man tensing as I mention his name. "You know my name. I don't know if I should be impressed or disappointed," Darius chuckles, amusement seeping into his tone. "Errrm... I... Where's my father...?" My demand sounds more like a plea, my voice shuddering in painful anticipation. "Waiting for you at my place. He said we should come get you. I didn't expect you to be old enough to beat up my man. I am definitely impressed, and your value, my dear, has just gone up." --------------------------- Allison, a confined young woman who finds solace in books and writing, is thrust into a world of danger and deceit when her father, Frank, a reformed gambler turned priest, sells her to Darius Hunter, the infamous "Devil of California," to settle an old debt. Darius tries everything possible to break Allison for his pleasure, promising himself not to touch her innocence. Yet, as Allison navigates the treacherous waters of her new life, she discovers hidden strengths, forms unexpected bonds, and unravels the dark secrets of her family’s past. Amidst turmoil and passion, Allison and Darius find themselves entangled in a powerful and transformative love story, punctuated by shocking twists and turns.

Avery Carter tried her hardest to live the life of a perfect, submissive daughter. However, one day, someone appeared claiming to be her real daughter, declaring that Avery was fake. Without hesitation, Avery gave up her position as the "real" daughter and returned to her biological parents. Many expected her to fall from grace after leaving her wealthy adoptive family, but she surprised everyone by lifting her biological family out of poverty. She transformed her mother and father’s lives, making them billionaires overnight. With a hundred billion dollars to her name, she became a master of technology and a talented woman, soaring straight to the peak of her life. But everything changed when she met Alexander Moran, a wealthy and handsome man. He was an absolute bigwig—decisive, cold, and callous. Yet, for some reason, he couldn’t stop tangling with her, always eager to give her all his love. On their first encounter, he said, "I'll give myself up as collateral." The second time they met, she questioned, "Why should I trust you?" After multiple encounters, his tone shifted. "You shouldn't have crossed this line, Avery, if you didn't want it to be like this." a sturdy arm wrapped around her swaying body. Her head grew hazy, and an intentional, hot sigh escaped her lips. 'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?' Avery thought, her mind spinning.

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

[ WPC FEB 2024 ENTRY ] Hao Chen, a very handsome young man, doesn't have anything except his little sister. As he was walking home from where he worked, he suddenly had an accident. A car hit him while he was crossing a zebra crossing. But Hao Chen knows one thing, if it was a deliberate act, knows who is the mastermind behind all this. Unfortunately he couldn't do anything at that time, due to his serious injuries. His head was bleeding, and even his bones were broken. Because the blood continued to flow out, staining the surrounding streets. Hao Chen, he died. But he didn't realize that there was a light that witnessed everything, about his entire life and his memories. "What a poor mortal, let me, the God Emperor, Hao Tian, ​​help you avenge yourself!" A voice sounded from the surroundings, its tone was arrogant and filled with elegance. Suddenly the light began to enter the depths of Hao Chen's body, who was now dead. *** Watch on by reading the first chapter of this novel, the adventure that the god emperor will go through who returns as a mortal! Discord server: https://discord.com/invite/4yCzqTCUhp _________________ Others Tags: Evil MC, Cunning MC, NO YURI, NO NETORARE, ECCHI, HAREM, Mature, Adult, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal, Backdoor Sex, Beautiful Females, Dao Companions, Dual Cultivation, Netori, Dragons, Demons, Phoenix, Conflict, War, Overpowered, Genius, Wise, Campus, Teacher, Milf, Alchemy, Sister, Young & Mature, Young Girl, Mature Girl, R18, Smut, Ecchi, Blowjob, Titjob, Kiss, Romance, Fantasy, Gods, Immortals, AntiHero, Villain, Rise, Rise of The, Chaos, Mystery, Polygamy _________________ Daily Mission: 50 Powerstones: 1 Chapters Bonus! 100 Powerstones: More 2 Chapters! 50 Golden Tickets: 2 Chapters Bonus! 100 Golden Tickets: More 5 Chapters! _________________ Remember if the cover on this book is not mine!

A man in his thirties was standing in front of she-devil's grave, under everyone's watchful eyes, he dropped the flower to her coffin, his tone was full of ridicule. "Congrats on your death." Next year he came, "I won. You lost to me and I will live well. Just rot in there." Next year he came again, "I have a pretty girlfriend and I will marry next year. My life is good. Nothing to worry about." Next year he came once more, "I will stop visiting and forget you! My life is better without you! See, I live well!" But he came again the next year and the years after that. People said he was hunted by his so-called arch-enemy. That even after death, the devil did not even let him go. He stood in front of her grave. His once handsome face had turned old and wrinkly. "Bei Sangyun, I cursed you. You are not allowed to rest in peace. You must be suffering there like me, right? You devil..." He might be the last one standing. But his life was the same as the dead's- lifeless and empty. He did not live well, he never once marry and his heart was never at peace. And it was all the fault of one person. ***** Bei Sangyun was a big bully in high school. The target of her bullying was the skinny boy in her grade, Fei Chuan. They were classmates once in kindergarten and met again in high school. But one day, just a year left before graduation, the big bully suddenly changed. One day, Fei Chuan hesitantly opened his locker. The other night, the big bully said that she left something in his locker. He did not really want to open it. He was afraid a poisonous snake would come out of his locker. However, his report card was there. With gritted teeth, the young boy opened it. However, what appeared was not a hideous thing as he expected, but a bright pink letter with a little heart sticker as a seal. It turned out, the surprise was scarier than a snake. Was this a new form of torture? Since then, Bei Sangyun relentlessly chased the young Fei Chuan until the two got married. ****** This is a story of rebirth. The two arch-enemies who could not live under the same sky had become sweet lovers.

Waking up in the middle of a dream, a strange door appears in the house... Behind each door lies a different, unfamiliar world. In the nightmare world, Jiang Cheng exaggerated the news he got from the strong man and told it to the fat man. The latter was almost in tears as he listened, "If we die here, our entire family will bleed to death upside down?" "That's right." "Then why don't you seem that scared?" The fat man widened his eyes. Jiang Cheng turned his head and said in a very serious tone, "Because I'm an orphan." --- You can support me and read ahead at my Pa treon at Pa treon.com/CinderTL

Author's message to webnovel readers: Hello everyone, I am Morning Star LL, and I am delighted to meet you all in this way! To be honest, I never imagined that my work would have such a large readership outside China. I was absolutely astonished when my editor told me there were thousands of comments. Before this, my writings were primarily aimed at Chinese readers, and it never crossed my mind that my words would one day be translated into another language. I am both humbled and grateful. I am also extremely honored that my recent work, "This Game is Too Real," has been given the opportunity to reach an international audience. Unlike my previous works, this book is probably the one into which I've invested the most time and effort. It is set in a fictional post-apocalyptic wasteland. The story mainly revolves around a once-thriving civilization that collapses overnight after a disaster. The MC from Earth uses a legacy system to disguise the entire world as a game, leading players on a quest to save civilization. It intertwines the fates of the struggling survivors in the wasteland with mutual redemption, while also uncovering the historical truths buried beneath the dust. This book contains several easter eggs with "Scholar's Advanced Technological System," but mentioning them might spoil the story, so I'll leave it to the readers to discover! Moreover, the overall tone of the book remains cheerful and light-hearted. Despite the world being harsh and full of danger, I believe that even in the darkest moments, the warmth and resilience inherent in humanity will continue to shine brightly, emitting the power to dispel the darkness. It would be my greatest honor if my words resonate with you! And the word "resonate" is also a major clue within the story itself. Thank you! by Morning Star LL —————————————— This game is too freaking realistic! Bricklaying, running errands, picking up trash, delivering parcels... At most, the company lets you experience the hardships of a 996 schedule, but here you can feel the extreme bonus of 007. Alright, enough chit-chat, the great Manager has called me to lay some bricks. That Manager said that as long as we work our livers off, he can get a brand-new set of power armor next month, and then he'll take us to explore a brand new map, picking up even more trash in the vast Wasteland! ... After teleporting to the Waste World, Chu Guang discovered that he had unlocked the "shelter system" and could summon creatures called "players" from a parallel world. From that day on, nothing in the Waste World was normal anymore.

[extreme pampering] In a massacre, she lost her brother, but she herself survived. To find the guilty party, she approached him, pretending to be his fiancée. Accidentally, her identity was exposed. "Look, I'm sorry. I'm the fake one," she admitted in a cold tone. "It's alright," he smiled and said, "I'll make you my real wife." From then on, she transformed from a destitute heiress into his pampered wife. He helped her seek revenge and allowed her to live a prosperous life... And one day, his subordinate reported to him, "Sir, madam has disappeared!" He thought, how dare you leave me? When she was caught by him, she mischievously smiled and said, "Hey, maybe you've mistaken me for someone else..." But in the end, she was still kept by him, and she would never escape from his world.

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18. But she survived, and with her extraordinary eyes, her heart was trained to remain untroubled. The first time she saw Jiang Beiyu, she heard a song beating "thump thump" in her chest. He was so handsome. Su Nanzhi fit the image of a delicate beauty all too well, and she happened to have been nurtured in a rural village for over a decade. Her uncles, brothers, and sisters in the family looked at her as though she were a performing monkey. That is, until this performing monkey shed all her covert coats... Theater 1: Owing to Su Nanzhi's heart condition, her classmates were always afraid to say anything too stimulating, even speaking to her in soft, gentle tones. Later, at dawn, a few classmates who loved horror films bumped into Su Nanzhi at a midnight showing in a movie theater. Classmate: “…” Is the tolerance for heart disease this high now? Su Nanzhi: Will you listen to my explanation? You might not believe it, but the ghosts in the movies aren't as scary as the ones she saw when she first started out. Theater 2: The handsome and distinguished young man read Su Nanzhi's old journals and found out how she had drooled over her own face for more than just a day or two. He frowned as if he had encountered a problem trickier than Goldbach's Conjecture and finally couldn't help but ask her: “Are you sure you're just into my face?” “My body is pretty good too, do you want to check it out?”

[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.

[Sweet, Fiery, Refreshing, powerful couple, Cultural Heritages] Ye Wanlan's body had been possessed; after the transmigrator turned her life into a complete mess and left abruptly, she finally regained control of her own body, only to be trapped in the same day, repeating in an infinite loop for 999 years. No matter what she did, everything would start over, and she was forced to become a madwoman possessing numerous skills. The day she broke free from the loop, facing the disastrous aftermath, everyone laughed at her powerless efforts to restore order, until her past life was unintentionally exposed— Ye Wanlan leapt down from a height of thirty feet with her qinggong, unscathed. Some explained: She must've used wires. Ye Wanlan's rendition of "Battle-Breaking Music" left none injured yet many dead. Some defended: It's all post-production special effects. Ye Wanlan performed the Taiyi Divine Needle anew, miraculously healing others. Some covered up: It was all pre-written in the script. Afterward, long-lost martial arts secret techniques, Kesi silk skills, and operatic arts resurfaced in the world... Big shots making up excuses for her: ... Can you tone it down a bit? They're running out of excuses! · Suddenly, Ye Wanlan found she could hear the conversations of antiques and inadvertently mastered gossip from all ages and nations. 【Absolutely no one knows that beneath the Fengyuan Pagoda lies the Tianqi ceremonial book】 The next day, the Huaxia book of the Tianqi ceremony was brought to light. 【I am Great Ancestor Ning's personal sword, and I won't tell you where the treasure is】 The following day, international news reported the discovery of Great Ancestor Ning's treasure. The antiques who were slow to catch on finally sensed something was amiss: ??? Ye Wanlan reached out her hand: I will take you home · The treasures of Shenzhou shall return to Huaxia In the new era, she is the sole torchbearer He gambled his life on a Shenzhou golden age with her in it

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va Author Notes: This is my third book, going to take what I learned from before to improve. This book will be focusing on plot, action, depths of character bonds and overall a darker tone/take on this cruel fantasy world I've cooked up for this book! If you give this book a try, I hope you enjoy! A very different experience and tone to Nanomancer Reborn.

… “Is something wrong?” He sighed. He stayed quiet for a few seconds before he spoke. “I don’t think we should continue this partnership.” His tone sent chills down my spine.  “What do you mean?” I questioned. “Your feelings,” he said ‘feelings’ like the word disgusted him, “have changed and it no longer aligns with the agenda.” “How dare you? Who gave you information that helped get your company back from the Gulfs? Who was it that kept feeding you information about the Gulfs businesses. It was me.” I yelled, my tone no longer friendly.  I’d met Gabriel when he had recently lost his company to Christian. He was at the brink of bankruptcy and Christian had made him an offer he couldn’t refuse. He’d been stupid enough to sign a contract without reading it because he was desperate, and ended up losing more than they’d originally agreed. “Now that you have your precious company back and some shares in the Gulf enterprise you think you can dump me with a stupid excuse like our motives no longer align? Don’t you fucking dare. I own you.” I shook with rage, ending the call before he had a chance to reply to me. My rage immediately became fear when I turned around and saw Christian standing by the door in my room. “So you did take me up on my offer.” He was smiling, and the contrast in his words and demeanor only made me more afraid. 

"You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. Suddenly, I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy

When powerless, unfavoured Princess Soleia was arranged to marry the newly titled Duke Orion Elsher, she assumed they would find love eventually. Who knew that her father would send off her husband mere hours later to fight a war? Soleia was left alone to deal with an impoverished fief, a crumbling estate, and spiteful, vindictive relatives of the Duke who all wished to see her gone. She couldn’t leave― there was nowhere else to go. Soleia desperately wanted her husband to return so he could offer her a helping hand. However, when he did, he returned with Elowyn, a woman he claimed was his true love. A woman hellbent on taking her place as the rightful Duchess, no matter what she had to do to get Soleia out of the way. Mistreated, misunderstood, and miserable, Soleia was eventually thrown out of the estate she helped build. Fortunately, when one door closes, another one opens. Unknown to Soleia, a man more powerful than her husband had been watching her, waiting for the right time to snatch her into his gilded cage. Duke Elsher had been foolish to let go― but the crown prince of Raxuvia wouldn’t make the same mistake. *** [Excerpt] After two long years, Soleia's husband had finally returned home. But he was not alone. “Your Grace,” Soleia said, trying her best to maintain a calm tone, “welcome home. How were your travels?” The man remained silent as he stared at her. “Oh,” the woman that Soleia's husband had brought back said. “I was just wondering where the servants were. No one has come to greet you since your return. Could you please help us bring―” Orion tugged the woman back, protectively holding her in his embrace. His eyebrows furrowed as he glared at Soleia, his sudden action causing the woman to look confused at him. “Orion?” she asked, her hands on his chest to steady herself. “What’s the matter?” “That’s not a servant." In one swift motion, he threw the sword out at Soleia, only to be stopped by a flash of scarlet and the coppery scent of blood. *** Prequel to Stolen by the Rebel King.

In a dystopian future where Vampires emerged from the shadows in order to stop humanity from becoming extinct, a young woman with a dark past meets a charismatic stranger. As time goes by Private Love Aikawa of military Unit 4-7, finds that she may not be as human as she first thought, and that humanity may not be the side that she should be fighting for. Battling rogue vampires, mutated creatures and her own past, Love works to unravel the mysteries behind the secretive Helsing unit, and tries to become the bridge between humans and vampires in a world filled with discrimination. This novel starts intentionally slow through the exposition and world building, everything kicks into gear after the turning point in the latter half of Volume 1, and especially Volume 2, where the tone of the novel shifts. So, I hope you stick with it and enjoy the wild ride! I also added some song recommendations along the way to listen to whilst you read certain chapters, I hope this helps boost the experience. Public Spotify playlist for Volume 1 is under the name: TLAR - Book 1 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/07czy216X1xB6F1mfRtl31?si=3cff937234e64589 Volume 2 playlist: TLAR - Book 2 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7dxCyfh3i4EV2SaEj0iVZs?si=9636c983657c475d This is rated 'No one under 17 permitted' for (very) mature themes, including drug use, assault, discrimination against same sex couples, language, violence etc. Please note that no storyline is chosen for shock value, and most are taken from personal experience, and hopefully handled with the care, respect and sensitivity they deserve. Disclaimers are added against any chapter that may cause distress. The main couple is a man and woman but there are also LGBTQ+ characters and relationships spread throughout, hope you enjoy!

“What is this?” Rose said, staring at a reflection of her own face, only more aged and weathered. “Now listen to me carefully. The Earth's fate hangs in the balance.” Her future self said, tone grim. “There wasn't anyone else I'd trust my Luyten V with. Use it to fight, defend the world. Or else, everyone is doomed!” That dire message thrusts Rosemary Brahe into a desperate battle against the Altair, a parasitic monstrosity from the outer reaches of reality. In the far-flung future, they all but destroyed the earth and the rest of humanity. But her future self offers a second chance, an opportunity to make things right. Only Rose and her Luyten V stand any chance to break the chains of this bleak fate. Fight Rose! Fight Luyten V! Gain victory for all our sakes! Coverart: Luyten V was created by RiceDeclined. Check them out on Etsy for great commissions. Background was photo by Andre Benz Source: https://unsplash.com/photos/busy-street-lIa03ti94ec?utm_content=creditShareLink&utm_medium=referral&utm_source=unsplash

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

Gen Nanami has always been bullied for being ugly and fat. With constant suffering, he goes to bed one night brooding about those who bullied him. He wakes up and to his surprise, he finds a handsome, toned, chiseled jaw, sculpted Greek god of a man. He decides to take advantage of his new life and make those that bullied him pay. R18. ONGOING! NEW CHAPTERS 1-2 TIMES A WEEK

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.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

WSA 2025, Fantasy Entry. Mason was born into a world brimming with magic, it's best possible era to live in, except he didn't have the ability to use magic whatsoever. A man wearing all black robes can be seen at a podium. "Magic, our purpose in this world has always been around it so why should we allow those who don't possess the ability to use it, to live." The Man speaks with a grim tone in his voice. The crowd chattered amongst themselves about the words they just heard. "What exactly are you proposing here?" Someone speaks up with a curious tone in their voice. "Death." The Man in black robes responds. Yes, death is what people without magic capabilities are sentenced to. It's a cruel sentence but not every continent, not every kingdom, or town agreed with this. Just the lands of Mythriel. But sometimes even those born without magic can be powerful. may rewrite the synopsis, may not. If you'd like to support the story, it would be much appreciated. How can one be a legendary magus without magic? Why don't you come along with us and find out?

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] _________ [Talent: Future Seer] The path to immortality is always a cruel one to tread. In a world where the Wizard reigns supreme and spells are everything. Watch Aur’s journey as he walks down the path of immortality, albeit not in a conventional manner. Muscles! With the muscle system in hand, he forges a path for himself, slaughtering all his enemies with a punch. But in this world filled with schemes, can he reach the pinnacle or will he perish falling into the spiral of schemes? …… [Scene from the Novel] "Aren't you supposed to be an ordinary wizard? How are you so strong?" The man muttered as the very earth crumbled, and the mountains behind him split with the sheer pressure of the giant fist descending on him. There was no surprise the man was crushed into meat paste. Aur looked at the distant sun. "Throughout Heaven and Earth, I have the strongest muscle," Aur shouted as countless shadows appeared in the corner of his vision. “You are going to die today,” The tone was cold and unforgiving, with countless figures appearing one by one. “You cannot re-establish the Laws of this universe again.” Join my Discord(new): https://discord.gg/jKNMtAHfet ----------- A super gift for 5 bonus chapters. ––––– #no ntr #no yuri #no bl

High temperatures, a glacial apocalypse, Earth’s disintegration, and shelter upgrades— Extreme climate disasters strike in succession, wiping out all surface life and pushing human civilization to the brink of extinction. Su Wu transmigrates into this parallel world, only to find himself facing imminent doomsday. Fortunately, he awakens the Doomsday Survival System. As long as he survives, he can continuously advance technology—turning fantasy into reality. Gardens, rice fields, and forests flourish within his shelter. Exoskeleton armor, power mechas, mobile bases, and an integrated air-space mechanical fleet— Starting from scratch, he builds an underground shelter, step by step upgrading it into a colossal fortress capable of sailing the endless stars. Until, finally—he rebuilds the human empire in the vast expanse of the universe. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------‐-------------‐----------------- 2 chap/ day 14chap/week 100 powers tones- 1 bonus chapters 500 powerstones- 5 bonus chapters that week 1 Golden ticket - 1 bonus chapters 10 Golden tickets - 10 bonus chapters