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“Look at that, another one of those players just cleared another high rank dungeon, what I would do to be in his position.” The man said, walking past Vell giving him 50 credits but not taking eyes off his phone. Vell got a quick look, seeing a powerful playing basking in glory and fame. “Thank you.” He thanked the man in a low and rough voice. He continued watching the man disappear into the crowd, still hearing the whispers about players. He looked into his cup and slowly reached down to pick it up but common bullies showed up and kicked it away, scaterring his credits all over the street. He didn’t even bother getting up to pick them up, he just watched the bullies walking away laughing. “Fucking loser.” “Haha, I heard a crazy rumor about him, apparently…” discord: https://discord.gg/zxVEsgC83Y

From [Running], to the physics-defying [Godspeed]. From [Aiming], to the causality-transcending [Bullseye]. From [Health Cultivation], to the everlasting [Immortality] among men. From [Fitness], to the flesh-ascending [Turning into a Dragon]. Having been reborn, Xue Jing, after gaining a panel that infinitely enhances skills, set a minor goal for himself. In this dangerous world filled with martial artists, Blessed Ones, and Transformed People, he aimed to rise above all merely with his mortal flesh and blood—to become the supreme deity among men.

After bravely saving the drowning school belle, Lin Chen accidentally gained a popularity system. He farmed good fields, mastered medical skills, possessed X-ray vision, trampled on dandies, and professionally beat down all sorts of dissenters, all while arrogantly and domineeringly paving his way to become the Super Strong Little Divine Farmer.

[Tenant: 002] [Name: Reiko Onodera] [Physical Strength: 5] [Intelligence: 5] [Charm: 9] [Daily Rental Payment Required: 666 yen or role-play as a housewife daily (paid)] [Daily Income Generated: 5,000 yen (settled)] [Tenant Desire List:] [1. Wishes to find a suitable job (X)] [2. Hopes to bring her daughter to live together in Tokyo (X)] [3. Has found a dependable person in Tokyo (accomplished)] ………… Living in Tokyo, collecting rent while lying flat. The widow working part-time away from home, the heartbroken beauty who ran away from home... the tenants are all strange... ```

(Han Yue's new story has been released, a different story but equally brilliant, "Contracted Honey Love: Pampered Wife's Insufficient Love". Everyone is welcome to read!) It is often said that getting involved with a CEO is like finding treasure, but for Qin Yin, it has only brought hardship.

When Sasha is betrayed and her child dies in the hands of her fiancé, she turns to the sacred tree in Willowbrook village, pleading for a chance to bring her son back to life, accidentally summoning the villainous fae king. King Izaiah, the king of the wild fae, agrees to her plea - but as payment for fulfilling her wish, he presents Sasha with a daunting challenge: 'Take off the necklace around my neck within two months or I will have your child's life.' The challenge sounded easy except, how can Sasha steal the necklace off the neck of a monster with a death touch? Sasha's time is ticking and left with not many options, she employs all skills in seducing and outwitting the devilish handsome trickster King without touching him or she would end up losing her child. Again. For a life given, could easily be taken again. —-------------------------- "Don't bother," he told her, his voice calm yet authoritative, ensnaring her attention. His lips curled into a predatory smile. "I've lived long enough to see it all, and just like the others before you, you will fail too, my twelfth bride." His gloved hand trailed across her cheek, a precaution against the deadly effect of his touch. Despite the thrill coursing through her, Sasha's hands balled into fists. This cannot end like this. No, she refused to accept defeat. One way or another, she had to find a way to reach this twisted, broken creature. Others might have come and failed, but they were not her. She would not lose her son for a second time. Sasha was determined to conquer this challenge, even if it meant defying all odds. Hell might as well freeze over before she gave up.

"Why are you so scared of me? I love you so much , you're my mate and nothing can change that, my love I want you to know that I can never hurt you, please my love come to me." He stood there waiting for her to come but she folded herself trembling, 'Should I go?' His sweet and caring voice keep on repeating itself, shaking her head while breathing heavily. "G—Go.." She startled while trembling, "go away!" "Why?" He asked wanting to know the reason. "I don't... I don't want to see you, pl-- please leave me.... Alone!" Tears began to rush from her eyes. "But I can't live without you, you are my love, my mate and my goddess!" His sonorous sexy voice sounded clear in her ears. He added, "You are hurting me, if you keep pushing me away my love, please don't say it agai—" "You love someone else!" She spat out.

Dreams are everything that identify a person's ideology. Dreams form ambitions, ambitions form personality, but what would happen if all of the above formed into power your dreams gift you. The larger your ambitions the stronger you're power may become. But what would happen if you dream too much?

In 'A Nephalem Ascension,' embark on an epic journey alongside Aiden, our resilient protagonist. As the sun rises on what seems like any other day, the world shudders and trembles, and in an instant, every adult over the age of twenty vanishes, leaving behind only bewildered children, teenagers, and a handful of young adults. Even newborns are mysteriously whisked away, leaving only those between the ages of six and twenty to grapple with the sudden upheaval. A commanding voice reverberates across the globe, proclaiming an enigmatic challenge: 'Your world has been chosen to undergo a trial. Prove yourselves worthy, and ascend to godhood.' In this fantastical realm thrust upon them, where the rules of reality bend and twist, Aiden and his peers must navigate a landscape devoid of modern technology, relying instead on newfound magical abilities and elemental powers. As they strive to uncover the truth behind their predicament, they'll encounter daunting challenges, forge unlikely alliances, and confront their deepest fears. But amidst the chaos and uncertainty, one thing remains clear: the fate of humanity hangs in the balance, and only those who can unlock the secrets of their own potential stand a chance at ascending to a higher plane of existence.

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please… let me go,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper. Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But the white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

The flames of chaos will soon engulf the realm as a child tormented by a bizarre nightmare sets on a journey to discover the truth about himself. Will he be able to clear the fog and discover the truth hidden beyond or will he join the fog of lies and schemes that has enshrouded the world from time unknown.

The story is after the boy's escape. Who wanted to live like everyone else. But his plan failed and now he is not clear where ...

Her voice wavered, but she forced the words out, "I’m pregnant" The silence that followed seemed to stretch into eternity, his expression unreadable, but she held her ground, bracing for a response she hadn’t dared imagine. "What?!" He asked even though he had heard her the first time . "I am pregn.." "No , I don't mean that you repeat it , I heard you the first time , I mean , how comes ?!"  He asks the question that it's answer is so obvious. "What do you mean by, how comes?" She asked looking up at him with disbelief. "Sh*t!" He curses walking forth and back. "Vic , we can't have that baby , am still not settled , you know the situation between us , we are not clear yet!" He shamelessly said it. "Ha.. haha.. " Victoria forced a laugh that was obvious a sorrow laugh.  "We are unclear? Didn't you say you would divorce your wife for me?! So what's not clear between us? Hu?! Look ! There's no way we can not have this baby because we already have it, I am already pregnant you dumbass!!" She finds herself loosing it.

Nora, a teenager who was about 16 years old, inspire a boy and fell in love with him, seeing the truth about what her dad meant, make her sad and decided to clear all mistake she had made and start all over from the romantic spot.

A story where what she was afraid of happening happens at the end. People misunderstood her. Being misunderstood has been one of the darkest things to happen. She wasn't even alive to clear her name. Will they even listen to her, even if she is alive?

Have you heard stories of love, love that would never waver for years, decades, centuries or even millenniums to come? But can you really call it love? To keep loving someone forever and ever can't be anything less than crazy, can it? This is one such story. A story of a crazy love. And it's also a story of ... Someone somewhere who wished to be saved. Someone somewhere who wished to be free. Someone somewhere who wished to be able to someday make a wish. It's a story that was supposed to be a fairytale but it turned too ugly, too twisted, and far too wretched to be called one. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- It's my first time writing. So, I am a rookie? newbie? whichever's the right word. This story is gonna be pretty generic. I mean, I will try to not make it but as I said it's my first time writing. Why am I writing this story? Well, have you ever wanted to eat ice cream when you saw someone else eating it? Yeah, something like that. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. The cover art is made by Faier. You will meet the man himself when you read the novel and come across his comments! Thanks for the cover Faier-san! Love you! Here's the discord link https://discord.gg/BVP7bSsr6q

Kai the person from futuristic world governed by technology was betrayed by close ally and transported to new world of cultivation with the help of bracelet made by his best friend Jugo. Will he return and seek vengeance or start a new life but one thing is clear the path ahead will be full of bloodshed.

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In a world of people with unique magical powers, a new student council president was elected. This story revolves around his journey to help other students in need with their daily lives!

"Genevieve, don't you get it?" Jonathan's voice was laced with a hint of frustration, his words cutting through the air like a sharp blade. "I don't love you, and I never have," he continued, his tone devoid of emotion, leaving Genevieve's heart shattered into a million pieces. "Jonathan, wait... what do you mean?" Genevieve's voice trembled, her words barely above a whisper, as she struggled to comprehend the harsh reality. But Jonathan's expression remained resolute, his eyes cold and unyielding. "I love you, Genevieve, but I can't imagine a life with you," he said, his voice cracking with a mix of guilt and relief. "The wedding is off, I can't do this to myself," he declared, his words echoing through the room like a death sentence. Genevieve's world crumbled around her, her dreams shattered, her heart broken. "I'm sorry for telling you now," Jonathan said, his voice laced with regret, but it was too late, the damage was done. "Please stay," Genevieve begged, her voice cracking with desperation, but Jonathan was already gone, leaving her with a shattered heart. "I hope you find someone else," he said, his parting words a cruel twist of the knife, "someone who will love you like you deserve." But Genevieve's mind was a blur, her thoughts consumed by the anguish of Jonathan's rejection. She was lost in a sea of despair, unable to escape the pain that threatened to engulf her. Until Jayjay's soft voice pierced through the darkness, "Wake up, sleeping beauty." Genevieve's eyes fluttered open, her gaze locking onto her cousin's concerned face. "What are you doing in my room?" she asked, her voice husky from sleep, her mind still reeling from the vivid nightmare.

[A Danmei Story] Zhen Lixin wakes up after a long sleep, only to find himself as a complete stranger. When all his memories are gone, his journey to unveil the story around him is afoot, accompanied by a strange voice in his head. Will the voice within guide him on the path to truth or lead him further into the shadows of uncertainty?

This universe is the creation of the divine being Revel, for when he came into it he knew joy in his existence and revelled in it. It is filled with millions of worlds and life forms, all of whom do know not their maker's name... Fólórunsó and Sola are mercenaries of the United Freelancer Organisation stationed on the planet Pedtro doing odd jobs to make do every day. Fólórunsó is bound to a strange contract tied to a stranger power he can never truly master. Sola is tied to the day the skies fell to earth and is plagued by an ailment that will inevitably take his life. These two misfit allies find themselves taking up a peculiar job for an exuberant payment that ends up separating their paths. What will happen to the two as they explore this universe and its infinite worlds, and what will occur in their inevitable reunion?

In the kingdom of Draconia, where ancient legends still live, Selinia, a young woman scarred by her past, seeks to escape from her cruel family. As an illegitimate daughter, Selinia has faced abuse from her family. When her father, in a desperate attempt to avoid execution, tells a grand lie that his daughter possesses a magical voice that can slow down – or even break – the curse, Selinia is thrust into a dangerous game. King Theodore, cursed with dark powers and only one year left to live , decides to go along with the desperate man’s tale, bringing Selinia to the castle. There, she discovers that her father has made her out to be someone with a powerful voice, even though it isn’t true. Determined to gain the freedom she has always longed for, Selinia chooses to use whatever tricks she can to deceive the king. However, as she fights for her own survival, she faces complex challenges and entanglements in a world full of deceit and darkness. Will Selinia be able to save herself, or will she fall victim to the dark legacy of Draconia?

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?

The day she'd woken up to find herself alone in an hospital that seemed to be secured by how heavily the building was barricade with military grade amor and was stocked on food and medicine. She wandered where she was until she had gotten an headache for when it had cleared she'd regained her memories as well as added bonuses. When she'd heard an voice speak in her head to her along with an message from the god that sent her to this world known to be Moribund . Will Crystal be able to traverse her new world with savings the people that she can.

Han Woojin had struggled all his life. He lived in Busan, Korea in a small apartment. Woojin was a lawyer. Who struggled to make ends meet. No one wanted to hire him. One day he gets a mysterious call. He picks it up only to find that someone wants to hire him to win a case. He thought someone must be messing with him until he heard the payment. He could become rich in just a few weeks. He reluctantly accepted the case. But that’s when things take a horrible turn. He keeps running into trouble of all sorts. Will he get out of these troubles??

The ironic part of my life—my very first achievement of winning the sperm competition turned into a worse one. The most irony of the ironic part was when the realization hit me—it was too late. I was sold to clear the debt, and that too to a 'CRIPPLE'. 

“Where am l?” As my consciousness gradually returned, I found myself struggling with a tremendous sensation of disbelief. The world around me had changed, and I gradually realised that I had been reincarnated in a novel I had read in my past life. “...” “I am marrying... whom you said?” The gravity of my condition became clear when I discovered a surprising truth; I was about to marry none other than the story's wicked antagonist. It felt as if fate had conspired against me, delivering a never-ending torrent of disaster. “A villian?” In the face of this seemingly overwhelming situation, a glimmer of hope crossed my thoughts. Could it be that this twist of fate contained unexpected consequences? Perhaps, amidst the complicated journey that was ahead, I would discover untouched realms of joy and fulfillment. Alas, life is a tapestry woven with both beauty and regret, and the path before me promised no shortage of challenges. “I'm sorry...” “Why are you sorry?” he, the villian spoke, his voice laced with a hint of sorrow.

Mature content[R-18+] NO RAPE~ ~What happens when a psychopath falls in love?~ The infamous wallflower and sole heiress of the Falcone empire, Abigail Falcone, was a loner, shy, and reserved. She did not know how to socialize or even how to love until she met him. Desperate to escape her scheming relatives, Abby sought a favor from her late best friend’s fiancé—a marriage of convenience. No one would have ever paired the shy, stammering wallflower with the sinfully handsome mafia leader. However, it quickly becomes clear that Abby is a woman of hidden strength—and Remo Quinn finds his dead heart beating once again. Wary but tempted, she struggles to get through the arrangement without stripping herself of her morals and losing her heart to her husband—a man so beautiful and broken, he will hurt her as much as he will love her. While seeking revenge and amidst the sultry heat of their forbidden desires and secret fears, will Abigail find the love that will change her life forever? Or will she face the punishment of falling for her deceased best friend's fiancé? What happens when Remo finds out his little shy wallflower wife is a little sly fox? ——————————— ——————————— Excerpt ~ "Beg me to use you, Abby," he growled, his voice husky with desire. Abby's breath caught in her throat as she struggled to comply with his demand. With a mixture of arousal and trepidation, she managed to whisper, "Please ...Remo..." But Remo wasn't satisfied with just her words. He wanted to see her beg, to hear the desperation in her voice. With a wicked grin, he applied a bit more pressure to her thighs, a hint of pain mingling with pleasure. "Words, little sweet doll. Beg me," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. The sensation sent a jolt of arousal coursing through Abby's veins, her resolve crumbling under Remo's intoxicating dominance. With a whimper of surrender, she found herself uttering the words he desired, her voice trembling with need. "Please...use me," she pleaded, her heart racing as she surrendered herself to the delicious torment of Remo's touch. Trigger warnings; Self-harm, mental illness, rough sexual acts etc.