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This book is completed. It is the first book of the Drowned Flame Trilogy. It will be undergoing major editing until it is finally done. Audra never asked for power, nor the sorrow that shadowed her every step. Forced to leave everything behind when her mother falls ill, she seeks normalcy in a new country, where love and belonging finally seem within reach. But fate has other plans. A mysterious force tears her from safety, thrusting her into a perilous struggle where survival means outlasting the relentless pursuit of those who would claim her for their own. As war looms and treachery festers, Prince Malik will stop at nothing to bring her home, even as his kingdom teeters on the brink of chaos. With her freedom slipping through her fingers and the weight of destiny pressing upon her, Audra must decide—will she fight for her fate, or be consumed by the tides of sorrow that threaten to pull her under?

Scarface grabs a fistful of my hair, yanking my head back. My neck strains, tears spilling down my cheeks. "Let’s see how long that lasts." I shake my head, sobbing, trying to beg through the tape. But they don’t care. A knife appears. Cold steel presses against my thigh, dragging slow, deliberate. My skin shudders. My breath is ragged, pure terror flooding every inch of me. "Relax, sweetheart," Scarface murmurs, pressing harder until I whimper. "It’ll only hurt the first few times." The others laugh. I know what’s coming. And I know there’s no one coming to save me. Not from them.

This world became a playground for various other worlds. Every living creature was digitized and awaited the endless slaughter and torture of the players from other worlds. Yi Zheng, who had become a mob rabbit in the Beginner's Village, decided to lead a group of rabbits. They sprinted across the grasslands, did crunches, bench-presses, rowing, and swimming etc. A year later, when the players descended, they saw more than just a group of small monsters. They saw an army of terrifying, demonic, muscular rabbits! The Rabbit King sitting on the throne high above waved a carrot as he threatened, “From this day forth, don’t even think of leaving Beginner's Village!”

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."

Returning to Exeter, Ellie finds herself caught between the life she left behind and the one she still isn’t sure she can claim as her own. Amid the familiar streets and unspoken expectations, she grows close to Bella—mysterious, strong, and impossible to ignore. Their bond should be simple, easy. But the more time they spend together, the more Ellie feels something shift within her. A quiet fear. A silent question. As the weight of her own truth presses down on her, Ellie must decide: will she finally face what she’s been running from, or continue pretending, even to herself?

Ivan is the golden boy of his high school—blessed with a voice that captivates crowds, a talent for art, and a secret knack for poetry. But when he hears Tracy sing, a quiet Senior One girl with a melody that unravels him, his world tilts. She’s reserved, her voice a hidden gem, and he’s smitten—stealing glances, sketching her in secret, writing love poems he’s too scared to share. Popularity be damned, he finally makes his move, and their voices blend in a harmony he never knew he needed. For five years, they’re a duet—singing under mango trees, sharing whispered verses, building a love as tender as it is fierce. But Tracy’s insecurities simmer beneath her quiet exterior. When Ivan’s star keeps rising, she starts to fade, confiding in someone who doesn’t outshine her. A misunderstanding tears them apart, leaving Ivan with a broken heart and a notebook full of unsent poems. Can love’s melody survive the silence? Her Voice, My Verse is a poignant tale of first love, hidden doubts, and the songs we sing to keep each other close.

For All Poetry Lovers

This is my third poetry to BFF, written on February 6th, 2024. You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream By: Amoureax Amant You said dolphins clapping sea tide in dream, sea tide crashing on shore laid in sunbeam, shore sand kissing ocean waved on island, ocean turning orange orange-stained sand. You came like floating cloud aloft blue sea, watched turtles slept under coconut tree, with melody of birds came with sea tide, with reflection drifting toward shoreside. You went like falling rain aloft heaven, fluttered like morning dew dropped in ocean, vanished like foam of fish fluttered in air, like spray of sea blossomed fairer than fair. Perhaps you were mirage appeared garden, or else you were angel came back heaven.

At the press conference, reporters bombarded Chen Xing with questions. "Can you explain how someone as young as you clinched the championship? We heard accusations from other contestants that you've been cheating? Is that true?" Chen Xing shoved the microphone that was pushed up to his nose away, his face filled with annoyance, "I want to state again very seriously that I haven't cheated!" As his words ended, Chen Xing waved his hand and summoned a behemoth that blotted out the sky, then jumped onto its back. "Damn it, I can't stand this anymore. Just because I raised them well, they say I cheated? My crocodile accidentally ate a demon, and that's cheating?"

WARNING: MATURED CONTENT! “Fuck Adelheid.” He growled, his breath hot against my throat. I gasped as my back hit the cold stone wall, his hand tearing apart my garment before clasping itself around my blossoms. “You don’t want him..” He murmured, lips brushing over my jaw. “You want me.” My palm pressed against his chiseled chest, a weak attempt at resistance, but my body betrayed me, arching into him instead despite the engagement ring still wrapped around my finger. The ring given to me by another man who had chosen me before the entire Kingdom. The man I was supposed to love. “Say it, Adelheid.” I swallowed hard, heart pounding. “I.. want you.” I finally whispered. That was all he needed. His mouth crashed against mine, fierce and claiming. His gloved hands slid down underneath my gown, gripping my thighs and pressing me further into him. A shameless moan slipped from my lips. I should have stopped this. I should have pulled away. But I didn’t. Because no matter how hard I tried to deny it, he had already ruined me. ‡‡ Adelheid had always been overlooked. Called useless, unworthy, ugly. A noble by birth, but of low rank that it meant nothing. She was a shadow in every room, a disappointment in every conversation. Even he thought so. Until the day everything changed. Dragged from the background and placed directly into the spotlight—she had been betrothed to His Majesty himself. Of course, she thought she’d be happy. Who wouldn’t? The king was kind, respectable and everything a man should be. A life of security, power, admiration—it was a dream. But her heart.. Her heart was ugly for something else. Something darker, something she shouldn’t want. He had clearly drawn the line. He had pushed her away. He had made it known he didn’t want her, even going to the extent of wanting her dead. But yet, she still wanted him. What in the world was wrong with her?

Rhaëlya O'Strike is a 19 year old genius. She was studying to become a doctor with an anesthesist diploma on the side. She was helping her friend on a project when a recipient broke at her face level, she choked and couldn't press the emergency button on time before passing out. When she woke up she was in the middle of a tropical forest. ☆☆☆☆ Beastmen?? System?? What is this!! All I wanted was to help Ran with her bio project how did I end up in the beastworld?? And why are the beastmen here so handsome?! /!\ THIS WORK INCLUDES MREG/MALE PREGNANCY OF THE MAIN MALE LEADS BY THE FEMALE LEAD!!! And it's a why choose/reverse harem ending /!\ This is also a novel with a bi protagonist and a bi harem (a harem including both men and women all for the female lead) /!\ The harem members won't have any romantical or physical relationship with each other

Lin Chuyi, after meticulously selecting for three years, chose a high-quality boyfriend, only to be cheated on a month into the relationship. She decisively broke up with him and immediately took the place of the Ye Family's daughter, marrying the heir of a wealthy family, Sheng Tingyuan. She planned to leave gracefully when the Ye Family's real daughter returned. Sheng Tingyuan blocked her path, "You lied to me and now you want to run away?" Lin Chuyi, "Don't you hate it the most when people lie to you? Should I not run and wait for you to deal with me?" Sheng Tingyuan pressed her into a corner, "You're not 'other people,' wife."

Mr. Fu of Harbor City positions himself with one foot in Harbor City and the other in Macau City, capable of manipulating situations with just his hands. Harbor City's gossip tabloids exposed that Mr. Fu has a secret wife. Known for his romantic involvements, Mr. Fu has liaisons with beauty pageant winners, models, and socialites. The entire Harbor City jokes about how his wife would be kicked out of the Fu family by any means necessary. In the first year, an unprecedented snowfall in June took over Harbor City, dubbed by the press as a grand gesture from the boss to make his wife smile. The second year, the press captured Mr. Fu arguing with his wife in the streets looking upset. People speculated their relationship was nearing its end. However, the next day, he was seen clinging to his wife's legs, crying, fussing, and showing affection. The third year, rumors were rampant that Mr. Fu and his wife had been living separately for six months, and a divorce was imminent. Soon after, a major announcement from the Fu family shocked the city. Mr. Fu was delighted by the birth of a precious son. While everyone congratulated him, Mr. Fu's expression was gloomy: not having embraced one for three years, he realized he was duped!

"A Journey Through Poetry” is a heartfelt exploration of how poetry becomes the voice of our deepest emotions and unspoken thoughts. In a world where words often fall short, this collection reminds us that poetry has the power to express what cannot always be said aloud. Whether it’s the joy of love, the pain of loss, or the quiet musings of the soul, each poem is a journey into the heart of what it means to be human. This book invites readers to embark on a personal voyage of self-expression and reflection, offering a safe space for the untold stories that we carry within. Through lyrical verse, the author captures the delicate dance between silence and speech, showing how poetry serves as both a shield and a mirror—protecting our vulnerabilities while reflecting our truest selves. In “A Journey Through Poetry,” the act of writing becomes more than just an art; it becomes a means of healing, of sharing, and of finding connection when words alone cannot bridge the gap. For those moments when the heart is too full to speak, poetry whispers what we cannot say.

A spin-off to another title, Rage of Fire, featuring different leads. Kingdom of Crystal's Soldier Dillon Caudry had just been promoted to General Soldier of the Barrier Unit. Just when events in his life were going great, and he found a beauty he believed to be the love of his life, war struck again and he must return to a world enveloped by pain, fire, and unchanged history. It was the same thing all over again, and he knew he was at the end of his rope. His colleague, General Soldier Aster, trapped in the same net as he and grieving just as badly, never lost hope no matter their circumstances. Will he press Dillon to grow his talent once more, for the sake of their nation? Or do their people face a life of lost courage and defeated hopes? A/N: Contains content for MxM and FxF.

Have you ever felt the world press down on you, so heavy, so absolute, that you weren’t sure if you were breathing anymore? Have you ever woken up and felt the air wasn’t right, that something was in the walls, watching, waiting? Have you ever set something in motion and known, with absolute certainty, that you could never take it back? The match flares. The blood drips. The body gives. The ritual is complete. And something—someone—answers. A thing that should not be. A thing that should not have heard her. A thing that is here now, breathing, waiting, smiling. She has always been alone. But not anymore. Not anymore.

This is my second poetry to my BFF, written on October 28th, 2023. I envied redwood stretched toward heaven By: Amoureax Amant I envied redwood stretched toward heaven, whose branch in branch like hand in cloud ocean, whose leaves like thread weaved curtain covered sky, whose spot like stage light lit for butterfly. I envied stray bird hummed with bugs echo, whose siren song spread through redwood shadow, whose feather swirled like lone-drifting snowflake, whose wings like flash slipped through green amber lake. I envied cowboy rode through siren sight, whose horse ran on green sea plain at twilight, whose gun aimed at wild deer in green forest, whose bonfire cooked deer meat in light gauze mist. I envied fish blew bubble in amber, whose bubble bloomed as gorgeous as flower.

This is my first poetry to my BFF, written on March 7th, 2023. Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain By: Amoureax Amant Peach blossom bloomed as gorgeous as bloom rain, at branch in full peach blossom on mountain, but left tree branch with wind through amber lake, toward fragrant sea like drifting snowflake. Just left when butterfly danced through peach tree, just left when hummingbird echoed with bee, when rising sun turned dark cloud peach blossom, when drifting rain fell from misty cloud dome. What if peach blossom stayed till September, peach blossom might neither dance through water, nor travel with light breeze through small arbor, toward vast sea like boat sailed from harbor. What if peach asked of peach blossom's journey, here's the answer, freer than in valley.

The book starts off without a lot of detail for the characters, but as the story progresses you you’ll notice each character develop and get to know them. Maybe even fall in love. Please enjoy! He slides his hand between her legs and pulls her in. She gasps and holds on to him for support as he runs his fingers between her lips and clit. She's trembling from his touch. As he moves his finger around the outside of her. "Time to rinse off" he whispers to her. He uses his body to push her towards the water and he rubs her again he presses the front half of her body to his and washes the soap off her backside. She throws her head back. And begins to let out a scream, but he covers her mouth with his hands and says "shhhhh be quiet now." He spins her around so her back side is pressed against his erected cock. Feeling it's cold contact she throws her head back again gasping. Her then washes the front of her off pressing hard against her he gropes her breast squeezing them tight and pinching her nipples. She was so surprised by how good this felt. How badly she wanted him to bite her. And just as she finished that thought he stuck his hands between her legs again, and then he bit her on the opposite side of Oliver's bite. The bite burned her core undoing her as he played with her clit with his fingers and then sliding them inside her. Holding her body hostage with his fangs and fingers she completely submitted to his whims. He could have what ever he wanted in that moment and she wouldn't complain a bit. Pulling his fingers out of her and sucking her juices off them he says "You really are the best thing I've ever tasted. And now I know why my brothers are struggling not to fuck you and are fighting over you. I don’t think we can wait until the full moon to start breaking you in." discord for this book: https://discord.gg/36r6zZhf

Time: In the near future of 2035, the "emotional apathy" virus breaks out around the world, and humans gradually lose the ability to love and hate. Core conflict: The multinational technology giant "Eclipse Group" has developed an emotion simulation chip, while the underground organization "Seraphim" advocates using extreme stimulation to awaken real emotions. Madness fusion: Cyberpunk x black humor x neurotic aesthetics, using absurdity to fight nihilism. Seraphina Chen (female lead) Surface: Chief "emotional terrorist" of "Seraph", specializes in throwing crying bombs at rich people's parties/holding rock mass in AI churches Secret: Illegal genetic modification in childhood, emotional fluctuations are 100 times higher than normal people (laughing will shatter glass/causing local rainstorms when sad) Behavior madness: In order to sneak into Evander's press conference, he stuffed himself into a giant gashapon machine and rolled into the venue Kidnapped AI priests to hold a confession ceremony for the sweeping robot Evander Blackthorn (male lead) Surface: Cold-blooded CEO of Eclipse Group, who is willing to remove "emotional pollution sources" to promote emotional chips Secret: Suffering from congenital analgesia, relying on self-mutilation to confirm his presence (the inner layer of his suit is sewn with razor blades) Logical quirks: Using mathematical models to calculate the kissing angle: "37.2 degrees is the most ergonomic" Developed a "breakup probability prediction app" but could not calculate the relationship with Seraphina

(Cover art is not mine) A secret facility ran experiments on making super intelligent humans that can learn any knowledge or skill instantly, all experiments have failed except for the protagonist's. Escaping the facility, he longs to explore the world and learn what he can. With the secret agents and military on his heels, he must traverse a corrupt world and outsmart his captors. #Smart MC (Actually smart, not like in most stories, I tried to the best of my capabilities.) #Action #Thriller #Philosophy #Poetry #Martial Arts #No System

" I want nothing more than to taste your sweet blood on my tongue." His breath grazed her neck, followed by the wet glide of his tongue across her skin. Kerry shuddered, imagining his fangs sinking deep, feeding on her. "We can't do this," she whispered, her voice trembling. "What's stopping us?" "You're... my brother." "And yet, you stir something in me no other woman has." He grasped her hand, guiding it to his erection pressing against her. "You're mine, baby—made just for me." Kerry's life spirals into chaos when her mother marries a vampire. As someone who thought vampires were just myths, she struggles to accept their reality. But nothing could prepare her for her dangerously seductive new stepbrother, who seems determined to make her his. Is their bond a twist of fate, or something far darker?

Amelia Hartley is a maid working at Buckingham Palace, trying to keep her head down and avoid royal drama—until she spills tea on Prince Nicholas, England’s most notorious playboy. What should have been a minor embarrassment turns into front-page news, and suddenly, the entire country is buzzing about "the clumsy maid who caught the prince’s attention." To make matters worse, Nicholas has his own problems. His grandmother, Queen Eleanor, is demanding he settle down, and a potential arranged marriage looms over him. In a last-ditch effort to dodge royal matchmaking, Nicholas proposes an absurd plan—Amelia will pretend to be his girlfriend. In exchange, he’ll use his influence to get Amelia’s younger brother into a prestigious school. It should have been easy. Act in love. Smile for the cameras. No actual feelings involved. But as Nicholas and Amelia spend more time together—attending royal events, dodging the press, and sharing unexpected, intimate moments—the lines between real and pretend start to blur. When the Queen announces Nicholas’s engagement to another woman, Amelia realizes that falling for a prince was never part of the deal. But Nicholas isn't willing to let her go so easily. If he wants Amelia, he’ll have to risk it all—including his title—to prove that their love is worth breaking the rules.

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Dive into a world where danger and mystery intertwine... When a cold weapon presses against her temple, Miss Black realizes her life will never be the same again. Who is this man with a threatening aura, whose ocean-blue gaze is both mesmerizing and terrifying? Why does he call her that, as if he already knows her? As her apartment is relentlessly searched, one thing becomes clear: they are looking for something she possesses… but what? Trapped between fear and an inexplicable attraction to this arrogant stranger, she must survive a game where she doesn’t even know the rules. Buried secrets, forbidden truths, unbearable tension… How far would you go to uncover the truth about yourself?

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm. Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence Read the full story at a fair price on P a t r e o n: www.p*atreon.com/c/alcatroz/shop Press the link to read chapters 01 to 600!

 Steady beeps of a heart monitor.  The sterile scent of antiseptic.   The weight of my own weakness pressing down on me.  My body had failed me.  My time had run out. And yet… I still existed.  The pain of my body—gone.  The sterile scent of antiseptic—gone.  The weight of my own weakness—gone. No… it wasn’t gone. Rather, this time, it was replaced—not with weakness, but with something else.  Power. Not my own.  Something different. Something unknown. Something I had only just become aware of. But before I could comprehend it, I was already a target— under attack, with no choice but to defend myself.

After the moon vanished, humanity plunged into a catastrophic downfall, causing the world as we know it to collapse. Alucard, a boy born at the heart of this devastating event, lives in a dark and desolate world where life clings to the remnants of scattered colonies. In this grim reality, many questions arise: How has humanity changed? What strange creatures emerged from the chaos of this disaster? As time passes, Alucard’s questions about his own fate grow ever more pressing. Torn between escaping his destiny or confronting the truth about himself and the world that existed before the moon's departure, he finds himself at the edge of a revelation that could change everything.

Some words are meant to be whispered. Others should never be written at all. I knew better, but I still wrote it. A note laced with unfiltered desire—blunt, raw, and undeniably reckless. A note meant for Miss Rose. She wasn’t just another woman. She was temptation wrapped in elegance, the kind of woman who makes a man forget his own rules. But I didn’t write her poetry or confessions of love. No, what I left behind was something far bolder—something that should have never left my mind, let alone reached her hands. Now, she knows. And instead of pushing me away, she’s playing the game I started. A game of unspoken tension, stolen glances, and a promise that neither of us dares to say out loud. One note was all it took. Now, she’s waiting for my next move.

Through the biting cold and hollow hunger, a lone boy drifts through the dark forest, clutching nothing but a tattered pillow. With nowhere left to go, he curls beneath a fragile sapling, surrendering to sleep. But when his eyes open, the world has shifted. The earth is gone, swallowed by an endless sprawl of branches, and the sky presses close, heavy with silent, silver light, no longer the same… == This is a Short Story ==