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[Chasing Ex]+[Age Gap] After five years of hidden marriage, she never managed to warm Xiao Yu's heart. Finally, feeling disheartened and cold, she proposed divorce. In this life, she no longer clung to him, blocked his number, avoided him at every turn, and distantly addressed him as "Uncle" or "Professor Xiao". As a result, she discovered he began to intrude incessantly, even becoming her guardian. Powerless against her refusal to recognize him after climbing out of bed and her merciless change of face, he had no choice but to turn a blind eye. Until he could no longer bear it, someone saw the always composed and self-disciplined Professor Xiao drunk, pinning her against the car roof, "Got a boyfriend?"

The prolonged war among supernatural beings had plagued their world for generations, with the vampires pushing aggressively to the borders of the werewolf kingdom, ruthlessly slaughtering wolves in their path. After his father's death, Zion assumed the mantle of his father and joined the frontlines of battle. After three grueling years, the werewolves finally drove the vampires back, forcing them to retreat to their lands in defeat. Zion and the brave warriors who fought alongside him returned to their territories as heroes, celebrated and warmly welcomed. When Addison heard of Zion's impending return, she devoted herself to preparing an elaborate welcome banquet, organizing every detail over the two weeks leading up to his arrival. Although her marriage to Zion had originally been one of convenience, rooted in her deep gratitude to the former Alpha who had saved her life, she had since fallen for Zion. His powerful presence, charismatic leadership, and striking appearance had won her over, and from the moment she offered herself as his mate, she had accepted him wholeheartedly as her Alpha and mate. The long-awaited return of Zion and his warriors was met with jubilant celebration. Pack members gathered at the borders, eager to welcome their hero, Alpha, and his brave fighters. Addison, too, stood among them, filled with anticipation and genuine happiness at seeing Zion again. But as the pack caught sight of their Alpha, the largest of the wolves approaching with fur as dark as midnight, Addison’s heart froze—on his back sat a pregnant woman. For werewolves, it was well-known that only mates were allowed to ride in their wolf form, and seeing this woman there, visibly expecting, spoke volumes. Addison’s heart tightened painfully, yet she fought to maintain her composure, choosing to receive Zion and his entourage with a warm and gracious smile. Despite her efforts, Zion dismissed her completely, his attention solely on the woman as he tenderly guided her from his back and into the heart of their home. When all was said and done, but Addison still received nothing but contempt and hatred, she decided to leave. But why did Zion react so strongly? "Who said you could leave? You are MINE!" Zion turned feral and took Addison back to their chambers and ravaged her for three days and three nights... "I'll make sure you're tied to this bed, and your legs are so weak you won’t even be able to stand," Zion snarled, pinning her down. His dark eyes flickered with gold, a clear sign that his wolf was watching her from just beneath the surface.

Kisha Aldens est une employée de bureau normale avec des revenus moyens, jusqu'à ce qu'elle voie soudainement un compte à rebours du système devant elle. Son esprit a soudainement reçu un avertissement concernant l'apocalypse et la pressait d'intégrer le système pour l'assister dans sa survie. "Ai-je encore trop travaillé ?" pensa-t-elle en se pinçant l'arête du nez. Elle cligna des yeux quelques fois de plus, mais l'interface système était toujours là. Elle était loin de savoir que ce système serait sa dernière bouée de sauvetage dans l'apocalypse imminente où la morale humaine serait au plus bas, la confiance juste un mot et la trahison pourrait survenir en un clin d'œil. Une personne naïve comme elle a dû apprendre à la dure comment survivre et se frayer un chemin dans un monde infesté de zombies. Et le pire, elle a dû mourir 99 fois pour endurcir son cœur et apprendre à lire dans le cœur humain. Sa 100ème fois sera-t-elle différente des vies précédentes, survivra-t-elle cette fois-ci ? Et la survie sera-t-elle son seul problème au cœur de l'Apocalypse ? Non, il y avait un plan plus profond en jeu qu'elle devrait découvrir au fur et à mesure.

[1V1, sweet doting, pure in body and mind] After one night of indulgence, she took on a mysterious bigshot. Afterwards, she slipped away, but he became addicted from just one taste. Rumors had it that he was a financial heir who could cover the sky with one hand, a beast that would devour people without spitting out their bones, yet he doted on her to the point of obsession. "BOSS, the young madam has been taken advantage of." "Oh, acquire that company." "BOSS, the young madam beat up a Hollywood A-list star." "Oh, send over some medicine, her hand must be hurting from the punch." "BOSS, the young madam was confessed to." With a cold laugh, he carried her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Finally, one day, she was cornered in bed and fought back fiercely, "Why are you everywhere? I can't live like this anymore, I want a divorce!" He pinned her down on the bed, "If you want to divorce, fine, the house is yours, the car is yours, the buns are yours, I, too, am yours."

Tang Chuxia, with her ample bosom, slender waist, and long legs, has a face that's both innocent and sultry. Unfortunately, she's known as a crazy beauty! Gu Beihuai, with wide shoulders, long legs, and a 'hound's waist,' is rigid and highly capable, but he's also willful and extremely arrogant in private. Everyone knows that Gu Beihuai detests his childhood friend Tang Chuxia, and they despise each other on sight. In everyone's view, even if they were the last two people on earth, they would never end up together. However, at a matchmaking event organized by the compound, the charming and seductive Tang Chuxia ends up pinned against a wall, surprisingly by the old-fashioned Gu Beihuai. "Don't you like me?" His hands firmly grasping Tang Chuxia's slender waist, he hears her whisper in his ear: "Once we're married, can I kiss you as much as I want?"

Nan Yu was brought by the Nan Family back from the countryside to pretend as the fake heiress, being forced to marry the paralyzed and tyrannical young master of Huo Family on behalf of the real heiress. Before the marriage, she was just a fake heiress who had been abused since childhood, despised by everyone, and had nowhere to call home. After the marriage, she became the heiress who was coveted by many, lavished with love, and had countless brilliant hidden identities. Such a perfect person, the only pity was having a disabled husband. Everyone advised her to kick him out and find someone better. But a few days later, they saw the man who had been in a wheelchair stand up and become the rich and powerful ruler of the Huo Family. He then pinned Nan Yu in a corner, held her by the waist, and with a hint of red in his eyes, and said, "Sweetie, I heard that you want to divorce me?" Remembering his wildness in bed, Nan Yu shook her head violently, "No! Those are all rumors. You are the only one I want to spend my life with!"

He grabbed my throat hard and pinned his gaze on me. I gasped, astounded, feeling as if my neck was impeded by chains. His very dim eyes intimidated me so bad I felt I could die. His chilly breath fanned my face. He was cold, his skin felt grossly cold but I felt more hurt from his grip on my neck. He was choking the life out of me, I couldn't even make a high sound as he had seemingly suppressed my vocal cords with his hold. ~~~ Princess Almira was captured into Sihasin after an enemy kingdom invaded into her home kingdom, Perston. Now a slave, she faced incredible sufferings but yet still became the fifty mistress of his royal highness, King Luther — A king so astute but yet so seemingly ruthless and sadistic. Love bloomed between them however, but with the strong need to escape and take back her father's kingdom which Luther had conquered, will she fight over her heart or let love take its lead? [NOTE: THIS IS A SLOW BURN ROMANCE BOOK (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) ]

He is the emperor of the dark night—cruel and indifferent, rejecting the warmth of women's affection. He ensnared her, viewing her as the antidote to the love poison that coursed through him, instantly addicted, and henceforth, forever beyond redemption. "The women who have glimpsed my body have only one destiny," he declared, donning a refined silver-black mask, his smile sly. "Yet, I find your scent intriguing. You may choose the manner of your demise." Their first encounter saw him pinning her to the carpet. Though commonplace advances typically involved various kisses, he surprised her by biting her neck. The perplexing question lingered: Why was he, not a vampire, drinking her blood?! Upon their second meeting, she fell prey to his bodyguard's abduction, brought before him. As she teetered on the brink of total consumption, a mysterious factor within her body was triggered...

The frail young lady of the Tang Family, raised for five years in the Daoist temple, was brought back home. Everyone harbored their own thoughts, preparing to welcome a delicate and sickly young girl, only to be met with a bright and shiny Little Baldy. She followed them around like a little tail, proclaiming that their days were numbered. Initially, the Tang Family resisted this, arguing that even if she wasn't a sweet and adorable child, she shouldn't be a nonsensical Little Swindler! Latter on, as the little girl, vexed and embarrassed the bad guys with talk of imminent retaliation, amid everyone's cries of alarm, she confronted them with a little dust whisk in one hand and a small clenched fist in the other in an attempt to 'conquer with virtue' on their behalf. The Tang Family, gradually freeloading: Delicious! ** In the wealthy Rong Family, with a century-old legacy, there were rumors that a precious young master resided within its vast estate, dressed in traditional Tang Suit, his wrist adorned with Buddha Beads, a figure everyone dreaded. One day, under the pear tree in the courtyard, on the recliner, lay a pile of fluffy yarn balls neatly placed on the knees of that always composed and sagacious youth who was almost bewitching. The Personal Guard was puzzled, as the young master's fingers were never known to touch even spring water. Then they heard the young master ask in a gentle voice: After much consideration, a fluffy hat seems warmer, don't you think? Which color do you think Jinjin would look good in, pink or multicolored? Personal Guard: ??? ** Rong Qing had known since he was young that he was different from others, with a heavy malevolence about him, calling evil spirits close. That is until he met Tang Jin wielding a little dust whisk, pinning Evil Spirits to the ground and pummeling them, while others fled in all directions, as she recited "the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn your head to see the shore." Latter on, Rong Qing, touching her Little Baldy head, pulled her hand with a smile: Jinjin, would you care to save your brother as well? Seeing that you're so pretty, Little Milk Jin let herself be led by the hand, cooing with reserved pride: I can.

[COMPLETE] Reth avançait vers elle, le menton bas afin que l'ombre projetée par sa mâchoire sévère tranche à travers le col fourré épais de son gilet. Ses cheveux étaient tombés sur ses yeux dans la bagarre, ainsi il la guettait à travers comme un lion dans l'herbe. À chaque pas, sa démarche gracieuse et ondulante lui rappelait celle d'un prédateur traquant sa proie. Malgré le sol de la forêt jonché de brindilles et de feuilles, il ne faisait aucun bruit. « Qui-qui êtes-vous ? » bégayait Elia, reculant, les mains levées. Il suivait chacun de ses pas jusqu'à ce qu'elle bute brusquement contre l'arbre derrière elle—et il ne s'arrêta pas avant de se dresser au-dessus d'elle, si large que ses épaules et sa poitrine formaient un mur devant elle. Elle pouvait sentir la chaleur émanant de sa peau dans l'air frais de la nuit. « Je suis le Roi Léonin. » Sa voix était un gravier sombre et rauque. Derrière lui, un chœur de hoquets, de hurlements et de gazouillements d'assentiment s'élevait du peuple qui regardait. « Et vous êtes ? » « Elia, » souffla-t-elle. « Elia, » grogna-t-il, se penchant encore plus près, apportant avec lui le parfum du pin et de la pluie et le musc de quelque chose d'indiscutablement masculin. « Je suis Reth. » Il prononçait le nom avec un roulement guttural étrange dans la gorge. « Je suis le Roi des Bêtes. Je suis Chef de Clan, et je suis l’Alpha de WildWood. » Plusieurs grondements s'élevèrent alors de la foule derrière lui, mais il les ignorait. Elia déglutit tandis qu'il se penchait jusqu'à ce que la barbe hirsute sur sa mâchoire râpât sa joue. « Je suis le Roi, » dit-il, « Et vous serez ma compagne. » La forêt derrière lui explosa. ****** Elia est une étudiante universitaire pauvre jusqu'à la nuit où elle est emmenée dans le monde de l'Anima—régi par des humains dont les cœurs anciens battent avec le sang des animaux. Là, elle est forcée de participer à un combat à mort. Mais quand Elia survit, et refuse de tuer son dernier adversaire, le Roi doit soit la tuer lui-même, soit la prendre pour compagne. Reth, le brutal Roi des Bêtes au sang de lions, choque tout le monde quand il choisit la faible humaine Elia pour devenir sa Reine. Il lui promet tout le confort de sa richesse et de sa position—mais il est clair : Elle ne réchauffera pas sa couche. Il l'a choisie pour contrer ceux qui tentaient de le coincer en mêlant sa lignée Léonine avec celle des Loups. Elia a besoin de l'aide de l'Anima pour devenir plus forte et les gouverner bien. Mais les Loups vengeurs voient seulement une humaine faible qui leur a fait honte. Alors qu'Elia et Reth se rapprochent, les loups sont déterminés à la détruire. Reth et Elia admettront-ils leurs sentiments l'un pour l'autre à temps pour lutter pour le Royaume—et leurs vies—contre la tribu de loups malveillante ? Ou les loups tueront-ils Elia et s'empareront-ils du trône ? [Contenu mature - pas de violence sexuelle] Couverture utilisée avec l'autorisation de copyright payée. Illustrée par Aenaluck—voir plus de magnifique art et les soutenir sur www.patreon.com/aenaluck

|| To all the readers who are grieving over Caelestis Lanister’s death. I deeply apologize but this character always deserved death in my eyes of justice. Although he was a good leader, a good friend, probably a good son, yet he was never a good friend or boyfriend to Stella. Even after going through all his sins, if you still sympathize with him. I have an offer for you. Would you like to change the destiny of Caelestis Lanister? Yes/No|| A translucent blue window appeared in front of Eleanore, who had just opened her eyes in a strange white place, after meeting her end in a Traffic accident. Eleanore finds herself in a new world, with a mission to change the destiny of her favorite character from a book she had recently read, "Revenge is her only desire." Tired from her daily struggles, she was ready to venture into a new life of the rich, but to her dismay. She finds herself in the body of the villainess that dies in the first chapter of the novel, who shares the same name as hers, Eleanore Sinclair. Moreover, the day she enters into her body is the day she gets killed by Caelestis for harming his lover, Stella. Eleanore binded by the system that guided her through in her mission of changing Caelestis’ fate, realizes that the system favoured Stella over her. She struggles to keep herself alive, while working on Caelestis and Stella's relationship. As she tries to save Stella from the obsessive grasps of Caelestis, she finds herself getting entangled with the notorious villain. As tension and hatred between them rises, a love blooms between them which gives nothing but pain in return. The male lead being her own brother, will she be able to save Caelestis which is no longer her mission but her love? _______ “Lies!” he spat again, his voice rising. “I will kill you, Eleanore. If you ever try to do that to her again, I will kill you.” His words cut through her, burning with hatred and fear. Anger surged within her as she fought against him. She had never intended to hurt Stella, not once. The blame lay with the original owner of the body, not her. Why must she listen to these accusations? “I have no such intentions!” she shouted at his face, gasping to find breath. “Let me go!” Her foot lashed out, kicking him in the thigh, but he quickly pinned it down as well. Exhausted from her useless struggles, Eleanore realized she had to gather her strength and then perhaps bite off some skin from his handsome face. “You are just an obsessed man,” she snarled. “You don’t know how to treat a woman. You’re killing her!” Before she could finish, Caelestis silenced her with a violent grip around her throat. His hand tightened around her neck, cutting off her breath. Her wrists were free, but now her neck was caught, and every breath became a struggle. Panic surged through her as she struggled to find, her nails digged deep into at his arm in a desperate attempt to free herself. Caelestis’ true nature had finally appeared in front of Eleanore, and it scared her. She had already been afraid of him, but now the fear felt like it was gripping her very soul. Note: This is a dark fantasy romance novel. A war between Love and Obsession.

Briar had always harbored a crush in her heart. However, with her status as the official nanny of the Meyer family, she knew her chances were close to zero. After all, there were many other eligible women out there and it was not in her place to cross this line. All it took was one crucial call from home and she found herself signing a contract she never dreamed was possible. The man she had pinned after for years, Logan Meyer, needed a trophy wife, an accessory to hang on his arm, and a mother to his three kids. And as the nanny his children were used to seeing, Briar happened to fit the bill. She needed the money to save a relative. But more than that, this was an opportunity for her to reach the forbidden fruit she could only see but not touch for years. However, when the secrets of her past, which she wished to have forgotten and had locked in Pandora’s Box over twelve years ago, threaten to come out. The kind that would shatter the image she had painstakingly forged, thwart everything that she had worked hard for all these years and send her to prison for the rest of her life, forcing her to part with the man she dearly loves. To stop her adversaries from destroying everything that she had dreamt of since she was a child, Briar would be forced to make choices. Choices that would change her life forever. Even if it means shedding all pretenses and revealing her true self.

"Now, go forth, my mortal champion! Conquer this world—or else!" I lived a painfully average life and died by a stupid, stupid accident, but a goddess interfered, giving me a second chance in another world. There, I became royalty—the lazy kind with almost no obligations, free to live in peace and luxury for the rest of my days. Sounds like a dream, right? In reality, it was anything but—because I became *BEE* royalty. A Drone Bee, doomed to die of old age in 2 months! (A humanoid bee, thankfully, but still a bee in all the ways that matter.) The only way to increase my lifespan is to develop and grow my bee colony—a deadly task in a vicious world like this one. There are murderous insect monsters, colossal beasts trampling the earth, other civilizations, natural disasters, and the bitchy patron goddess who absolutely hates me. But as long as I have my brains, my bees, and the powerful genes my system gives me, my Bee Empire will be unstoppable! === For those who want to know more: This is a wholesome comedic story, but it has some dark moments. The focus is on kingdom building, survival as an empire, and interacting with MC’s beautiful bee wife and adorable bee daughters. The bees are all humanoid (see pictures) and human-sized. However, they are still bees in their ways of life and mentality. Although there’s a system, real growth comes from putting effort and time. Nothing happens in an instant in this story, unless it’s trouble. MC acts like an idiot sometimes (oftentimes), but he’s not actually stupid-stupid. When it comes to strategic decisions, he uses logic and reason. Even if you might disagree with it. Also, there will be no smut (ecchi is a fair game), incest, NTR, harem or BL. === Discord is up! Find it at -> https://linktr.ee/Garessta Updates: 2 chapters/day, right after the reset (with a 5% chance of running late). Reply to author's pinned review if you have questions. Also, although I realize the futility of this aim (at least right now), if this novel reaches top 15 golden ticket ranking (and stays there for a few days, obv), I will mass release 10 extra chapters! (within 30 calendar days)

[Warning: Contains Mature Content] "Beware of the tongue of a wicked woman. For it may tell a lie that would slay the world." Eighteen-Year-old rejected, wolfless and blind Zina is summoned to the capital to tell a vision for the ruthless and feared Alpha King of the North notoriously known as ‘The King Who Crowned Himself’. The result of Zina’s ‘false’ vision has the Alpha Prince and future Alpha Supreme, Daemon, banished from the capital to fight wars at the borders where only death awaits him in the hands of the famed Arising Rogues, and the even more famed Deformed. But Daemon survives fire, blood and claw, and not only does he survive, but six years later, he is back as Alpha Supreme, driven by vengeance against those who brought him down. Starting from his cunny siblings, to the eighteen-year old girl now twenty-four who spelt his destiny with just mere words, Daemon vows to leave no one unscathed. However Zina is well aware of her own treachery. Now the Theta to the same powerful werewolf house she told the dangerous lie against, and having tasted the bitter pill of betrayal from the very people she told the dangerous lie for, she is unwilling to resign to her fate just yet. But how do you melt the heart of a man that you once ruined? And how do you destroy a woman loved by all the common people, and perhaps, even the gods? Daemon will learn the hard way that not all vengeance can be taken, and not all debts can be collected. Secrets abound, the Deformed Werewolves are set to rise, and a rare chance at second mating befalls the two most unusual people. And now, one thing has become for sure—Daemon must first defeat the enemy outside, before he can truly confront her, who has become the enemy of his heart. **** Zina's back pressed against the wall as a taut body pinned her, their warmth mingling together. Four years of deadly anticipation had culminated into that very moment. His whispers caressed her ear, sending shivers that had nothing to do with the chill in the air down her spine. “Since you see visions so well, tell me Theta of my house, do you see the day you will die?” His breath ghosted over her skin, reminding her of a debt to be collected. Swallowing and maintaining a tight grip on her staff despite the body that burned against hers, she answered firmly. “I am afraid the gods haven’t shown me yet.” The man over her smiled shrewdly. His lips grazed her ear, his hot breath sending waves of sensation. “I believe in all of the names I have been called, one of them is god. So let me tell you that which you do not know… “…today is the day you will die.”

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."

"Let's divorce. I'm finally letting you go," she said with scarce emotion on her lovely face. Seeing her resolve, he felt heaviness in his heart. His face darkened, clenching his jaw. "You can't leave me. You are bound to me for eternity." He forcibly grabbed her, pinning her on the wall, his hands started caressing her sensitive spots. "And your body... doesn't LIE," he whispered sensually, lips gently nibbling on her earlobe. Her breath hitched, her heartbeat racing.  Seeing her struggle to resist him, he smirked triumphantly. "You yearn for my touch and my kiss. You also desire me." The next thing she felt was his lips roughly brushing against hers in a hungry kiss. **** Neglected by the King Enslaved by the Queen Bullied by her royal siblings Hated by The Kingdom's Hero Ostracized by her own people EVE HAD ENOUGH! She ripped off her disguise and began to fight back, flaunting her skills and talents– extremely beautiful, highly intelligent, proficient in medicinal knowledge, great combat skills, and with rare talent– Beast Taming!  Eve– the Forsaken Princess will ascend to the throne, not just conquering kingdoms but also capturing the hearts of the powerful gentlemen– A Hero Knight, An Infamous Hunter, and the Tyrant Crown Prince! Like a phoenix rising from ashes, Eve reruns her life, determined to trample everyone with her vengeance. [ Warning: Mature Content, R18+ ]

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] The Emperor’s runaway brides have formed a rebel group of scantily clad beauties trained in honey trap techniques. Delphi Chastain is their leader, a fiery beauty with a big axe to grind and a dream of freedom she’s willing to die for. EXTRACT: ““Kiss me baby?” she breathed in her best babydoll voice. “Are you sure?” he growled. She nodded, fluttering her pretty green eyes at him. He didn’t have to be asked twice. Alton pinned her arms above her head and kissed her roughly with all of the force of the desire he was feeling. Three, two, one! she counted in her head. She bit his lip at the same time as she brought her knee up as hard as she could and kneed the man in the groin. He grunted with pain and fell sideways off her, clutching his bollocks. She leapt to her feet and sprinted off, picking up her belongings on the way past. “Thanks for saving me Commander,” she called cheerily at him as she ran away. “Sorry about the crown jewels, but I’m not going back to the palace, so I don’t need them.” Post-WW3 there’s just the Island, and it’s ruled by the Emperor. It’s back to the good old days of polygamy and keeping women covered and chaperoned. The Emperor has raised Delphi and seven other gorgeous girls in the palace to join his harem, training and surgically enhancing them, like treats in a fantasy smorgasbord. But the girls escape and sail off the Island to the uninhabited Mainland, now overrun by mutant tubiàn beasts created as weapons during the War. Hot on their tails are the Emperor’s Honour Guard. Delphi leads the Girls over, under (^_-), and through the enemy, as they battle and tame beasts and men in their struggle to build an army to take down the Empire. Can the girls survive on their own on the Mainland and build a rebel army? Are there any trustworthy men, or are they all the same? Can the Guards resist the charms of the warrior girls? Do they want to? #enemiestolovers #sexywarrior #r18 #smut #post-apocalypse #war #action #fastpaced #scifi #betrayal #revenge #beast taming #battleofthesexes

Xion Aijawa thought his life was finally coming together. That is, until he tried saving a cat stuck in a tree, fell into a pit, and... died In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted a strange request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana. He became illegitimate child of Marquis family hated by his three siblings. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion only had a month to live. So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious Mall System, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans-. Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Darkhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but... Xion's heart thumped loudly as Darius effortlessly pinned his wrists using only one hand. "I've heard you tried to run away." Darius gently caressed Xion's pale cheek, "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?" Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip as a chilling smirk remained on his handsome face. "I-I think I should leave, Your Grace. I've overstayed my welcome..." The room grew cold, and struggling Xion shivered. Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint. Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the deranged archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble. "You're right," Darius said calmly. "So, let's get married." Xion "...!!!!"

Alfred, a history teacher on Earth is suddenly thrown into the body of Prince Alfred Lindonfall, the twelve-year-old prince and heir to the throne of the Kingdom of Ammar. With the abrupt death of his father, the responsibility to rule a Kingdom falls on his shoulders. Having to navigate a medieval court and world, his journey to creating an empire and putting his knowledge into practice sees him become a man he never knew he could be, being shaped by the new world and unique circumstances he faces. There are many characters who get a lot of focus and can be called a lead in their own right, but I won't put their character descriptions in as it would be too much of a spoiler for chapters in future. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [2 A.M GMT+8 Time!]

“I Dare you to Say that again he said with a stern look he closed the gap between them, Elsa responded you will not marry me I will not be your wi…. before completing the sentence he kissed her hard like his life depends on it” Anthony Atlas the powerful CEO and underground boss he had always gotten want he wanted and will not settle for no, consumed by his will to make everyone obey him except Elsa who is hell bent on being difficult, Anthony is determined to make Elsa his wife by all means as the agreement signed by her father Elsa Jacob, on the other hand, a mind reader a ruthless businesswoman doesn’t heed to anyone’s and will not be compelled by any man. she is strong willed and is willing to die for her family they are everything to her and will do everything to stop the marriage. one evening after a long day at work Anthony’s anger boils as he watch Elsa get into another man’s car, he broke into her room waited for her to come in as soon as she did he dragged her to the bed pinned under him with a thunderous voice he said “ We are getting married next month I don’t care how you feel no more “ Elsa panicked mixed with the excitement she felt within her , she knew wanted him could it be the bond her grandmother talked about, with this she was more determined to cut him off. As Anthony obsession , grew stronger she began to lose herself in his darkness . Will she succumb to his ruthless obsession over her or will she find away to break the bond between them ? WARNING: This story contains mature content, including explicit scenes, obsessive behavior, and dark themes. Reader discretion is advised. Tags #R18 #possesive #obbessive #Smut #slowburner

Ethan Blackwood wasn’t used to being defied. As the CEO of a global empire, he crushed obstacles with a single glance. But when Lily Anderson stood before him, her chin lifted in quiet defiance, and something in him snapped. "Sign the contract," he said, his voice like ice. "30 days. You’ll obey every command. After that, you’re free." She hesitated, her fingers trembling as she gripped the pen. "And if I refuse?" His smirk was cold, but his eyes burned. "Then you’ll spend the rest of your life paying off your father’s debts. Your choice." Trapped, Lily signed. But she vowed one thing: she wouldn’t let him break her. From the first day, their clash was electric. He demanded perfection; she gave him rebellion. "You think you can control me?" she spat, after he criticized her for being late. Ethan stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. "I don’t just control you. Lily, I own you." But as the days passed, the lines between them blurred. Late nights in his penthouse turned into whispered conversations. His cold demeanor cracked, revealing glimpses of a man haunted by his past. One night, after a heated argument, he pinned her against the wall, his breath hot against her ear. "Why do you fight me so much?" Her voice trembled. "Because I’m afraid if I stop, I’ll lose myself to you." Their connection deepened, but danger loomed. Secrets from Ethan’s past resurfaced, threatening to destroy everything. When Lily discovered the truth behind his obsession with her, she confronted him. "Was I just a pawn in your game? A way to settle an old score?" His eyes darkened with pain. "You were never just a game, Lily. You’re the only thing that’s ever felt real." As the final days of their contract approached, their bond was tested like never before. Enemies closed in, and trust hung by a thread. Could they overcome the shadows of their pasts, or would their love crumble under the weight of secrets and pride?

[Mission: Held hands with him—COMPLETED!] [Next Step: Sleep in same bed,uwu] [Hehe, Cheq…..come let’s together fall in this tragedy called love! Let me immerse you in my soft rice.] Noticing the hot gaze and unconcealable thoughts of his boss whose eyes seemed a bit fierce and dangerous as she slowly approached him, Cheq took a deep breath. Until one day, the crazy woman couldn’t take it anymore and pinned him on the bed, “Fool, can’t you recognise me? Your biggest online fan had always been me!” Cheq: “___” Helplessly, he could only mutter, “God, I tried my best!” “After all, in the end, I am a man, please forgive this sinner!” [P.S This book contains the rare tag-Eavesdropping.] (sweet and fierce romance assured) ………

Humiliated and in heat, Idalia was forced to attend the Moonlight Masquerade in hopes of finding a mate to satisfy her body's needs. Vulnerable to her desires, she ran into the woods to escape a potential scandal. But when a masked man catches her, his touch tosses all reasoning aside. What should have been a simple humiliating event for the princess turns into a night of passion. There was one problem though: she couldn't remember who she mated with! The slave who carried her to bed. The knight who knelt before her and offered his canines for touching her. The sworn enemy Alpha Prince, who confessed his love for her. Follow Idalia as she navigates between three Weres. One is a pretty guy eager to please her to escape his fate, another trying to reclaim his honour while unable to control his desires, and the last is a villain using her for his goals, but a flame festers between them at every interaction. A slave, a knight and a villain prince, who will she choose? [ Mature Content ] "You smell like the sun." His strides are long and confident, heading in my direction like he knows exactly what he wants. He stops before me, and my head tips back. "How is that possible?" His voice drops to a rumbling whisper. Now that he was close to me, the burning ache deep within started to throb and palpitate. His body tensed, and then he was on me, nose against my neck, inhaling deeply, one hand on the side of my hair, pinning me in place with his hips. My head tilts back, unable to stop myself from giving into his touch, exposing my neck more to him, his chest rumbling as he licks the side of my skin, kissing and nipping, placing his scent over me. I am completely and utterly at his mercy. I vaguely hear material ripping, and then his warm hand cups me. "You're not finished yet," his voice is thick and deep, and it shoots straight to my tingling, pulsing core. His touch is almost possessive, and I nearly beg him to do whatever he wants with me. "Should I make it better?" His whisper is a caress against my ear before he nips the lobe, a bite promising that this would not be tender. - Daily chapter uploads -

"3, 2, 1… FIGHT!" the referee shouted. Both of the fighters threw punches at each other, and the crowd cheered. Benjo got hit, Chad got punched, and they just kept striking each other. In the video's of their previous fights they made me watch, they just wrestled and pinned each other, and it was boring. Chad got knocked to the ground and got up once more, then Benjo did the same. Mark and I watched in silence, closely. A lot of minutes later, both of the fighters ran out of breath and just stood meters away from each other, each taking a moment to catch their breath. Both of them really gave their all in the fight, they really showed how much they hate each other. The crowd grew silent, and I looked at Mark, "Damn, that was badass!" "Yeah, I agre-" "WHAT IS THAT!" someone shouted while Mark was talking. I look at the fighters, something glowing caught my eye. Their forearm to their fist, is glowing, glowing and blazing with yellow aura, yellow particles are coming out of the aura like a kindling fire. The crowd are in amazement, and I take a closer look. I saw a lion beside each of the fighters. Two lions, one lion beside Chad, and one lion beside Benjo. Both of the lion are growling at each other. Wait, a lion? When did it get there? There shouldn't be supposed to be lions around here.

"You, boy, shall take on my power and hide it," the beautiful woman declared, her white hair flowing like a cascade of silk in the wind. It was almost the same shade as the snow crunching beneath my boots—yet hers shimmered with a majesty that made it seem otherworldly. It wasn’t until I found myself flat on my back, sprawled in the snow, that I truly understood the weight of her words. I stared up at the woman, her piercing blue eyes now blazing with an eerie, glowing red. Fangs glinted as they protruded from her lips. Her cold, pale hand gripped my neck, pinning me down, while her other hand pressed firmly against my shoulder. I could feel the weight of her power, suffocating and undeniable. — Sebastian Gray is a vampire. Yeah, that pretty much sums up his life. A vampire pretending to be human—it’s easier that way. After all, who would believe him if he told the truth? Things were fine, mundane even, until Silas Gael showed up. The new transfer student claimed to be a “High-Class Mage from Scotland,” loudly announcing his purpose to anyone who would listen: to find the pureblood vampire hidden in Portland.

Mazekien Schmidt, Head Girl and top student of Rosemary High, is at the peak of her academic career... until she finds a note in her locker reading "I wish you were dead." Spooked but determined, she throws herself into planning the Senior Party with her best friend. But the night unravels into disaster when she catches her boyfriend cheating on her... with her best friend. The betrayal sends Mazekien into a spiral of despair, forcing her to confront long-buried secrets about her past and identity. Meanwhile, Nami, a newcomer to Rosemary High and silver medallist in the prestigious Kami Cup, is eager to leave her troubled past behind. But after an unsettling encounter in the school dojo, she discovers the true nature of a powerful and dangerous entity: a Mage capable of possession, hypnosis, and uncovering the darkest truths of their victims. Nami knows she must act before her fresh start is destroyed. With vastly different personalities and painful pasts, Mazekien and Nami are drawn together by a common enemy. But can they overcome their differences to stop the Mage before their lives are ruined?

A white witch... . A demon...... A grim reaper, all in the same mansion and each has their own problems. A girl who was prophesied to be the only one who could kill the demon ended up falling for him, the demon whose aim was to kill the person threatening his life with the help of the witches ...."Xavier, call me Xavier " "I'm a servant and I can't call you by your name" "please" and with the magic word, Hazel gave in "X-Xavier" for some reason, it sounded like a melody to Xavier's ear. He leaned closer pinning her, Hazel knew what was about to happen but she didn't want that knowing how her body reacts to his touch, she struggled to get free and as he noticed,he held her hands above her head with one arm and with the other he raised her chin up to meet his eyes. Hazel was breathing heavily at this point. "X-Xavier" she called to get his attention as it was on her lips, he looked at her and interrupted her next words "I love you and I mean it" and with that he crashed his lips on hers without warning

Sometimes. You face a choice in your life “Choose. Between the two of them. Whom will you save, Michael Aroa?” . . You look back into your life and wonder how you ended up here “Michael please!! Save your mother!! Not me. Michael you don’t need to make a choice here!! Michael! I love you! I won’t hate you for your choices!! Please save your mother!!” . . You question the path that you took that brought you to this point “Son. She is your wife! She has your child. It’s not one life over another but two over one. I am already old but she has a long life. You are smart enough to make the right decision, Son, aren’t you?” . . Since it hurts, you wish you could stop time and have some time to think [Activating Ability: Temporal Pause!!] [Activation failed!! Not enough Energy!!] . . You wish to go back into the past and change everything that led you to here [Activating Ability: Time Reverse!!] [Activation Failed!! You don’t have the Requirements to use this ability!!] . . And then when nothing works as it shouldn’t. [Are you sure you want to use this ability?] . . You make a decision that you had never thought you would [Activating ability!] . . And then... Chaos ensues . . [Ability Activated] [God Power: Time Collapse] ………………… This story is based on three basic themes: 1. Zombie Apocalypse: Zombified Humans, Humanized Zombies and normal Zombies and humans. 2. Harem: Zombie Girls, Normal Girls and Zombified Girls.(Any more variation wouldn’t make sense unless you guys really vote for it.) 3. System: A powerful God like system, which is not too broken but still very powerful. Level up and Evolution. ……………….. #NO Rape #No NTR Everything else is….. #Surviving #Kingdom building #Sex # Milf #Level up #Only MC has a System #Evolution #Zombies #Superhumans #Zombiewithintelligence #Weaktostrong #BadassMC #Harem #Sidecharachters ………………… The plot will change by Volume each and basically each volume will have at least one of them: Survival, Action, Fights, Kingdom Building, Training, Craft learning, Adventure missions, etc. The Side-Characters will have their own specific goal, personality, background history, etc. That includes girls, friends, family and of course, Villains. Face slapping will be there from time to time. Even though I would focus on a light comedy setting with a lot of jokes of all types, I won’t hesitate to throw in dark moments from time to time. So be prepared for that as well. I like putting twists where people would least expect it, so there is that too. The basic information about MC and his objective is in the review I pinned so look it up. ……………… Daily Publish Rate: 1-2chaps/day Extra chaps on Powerstone will be: 1000PS+ : 3 chaps/day for that week Extra chaps on Golden Ticket: 250 GT: +2 Chaps. 1000 GT: +2 Chaps. .................. For personal queries/ Requests, my instagram ID is: alt_simplistic Thank you for coming here, hope you have a blast reading this. [Mature content warning R-18]

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?