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[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."

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 "...!!!!"

Step Dad × Step daughter (18+) with good plot You shouldn’t want me, Damien. I’m your step daughter.” “Then stop moaning my name like a dirty little whore every time I touch you.” When 19-year-old Amara returns home for summer break, she never expects the cold, powerful man married to her mother to become the center of her darkest, filthiest desires. Damien Knight is her stepfather. Fifteen years older. Dominant. Controlled. And utterly off-limits. But one look at her tight shorts, her braless top, and the soft curves she’s grown into—and all his rules begin to shatter. “You like it when I call you a brat, don’t you? When I pin you against the wall and make you beg?” “Yes, Daddy… harder.” What starts as dangerous tension spirals into nights of rough claiming, dirty confessions, and secret touches in forbidden places. He swore to protect her. She swore she’d never fall for a man like him. But when obsession turns into possession… someone’s going to break. And it won’t be him. “On your knees, Amara. If you’re going to act like a slut, I’ll treat you like one.” The moment she walked into his house, she became his favorite sin. Sweet. Sharp. Seductive. She gave him moans in the dark, lips that whispered surrender, and a body that begged for more. He thought she was innocent. He didn’t know she had a plan. Every night he took her. Every time she said "yes." Every time she fell apart under him—it brought her one step closer to something more dangerous than love. She was playing a game. But so was he. And when lust turns into obsession, and pleasure spirals into madness, only one question remains: Who really is in control? ⚠️They are not blood related ⚠️ muture and erotic also has a good plot not only s*x

(Completed) She and he were born on the same year, month, day, and time, and on their first day of life, their unscrupulous parents arranged their future marriage. From then on... she began to cling to him. As a child, Luo Mengmeng would say in her baby voice to Gu Zhihan, "Husband, I want to marry you," but he would grimace and respond, "Who would marry you!" When they grew up, Gu Zhihan hooked her chin, pinned her against the corner, and smirked, "Mengmeng, I heard getting married is cheap nowadays, I'll treat you." From birth to kindergarten, elementary, middle school, high school, and university, they had always been together. [Growth literature, from childhood to adulthood, exclusively adored]

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!]

El Verdadero Continente del Espíritu es una era de prodigios y talentos monstruosos que compiten por la supremacía. Los Reyes rugen y pueden hacer caer estrellas, mientras que los emperadores pueden cubrir el cielo con un movimiento de su mano. Un joven llamado Xiao Ye, de origen humilde, recibe una herencia antigua y así se convierte en el pináculo de las artes marciales. Arrasa con los enemigos, luchando a través de los Nueve Páramos con vigor apasionado, encendiendo los Nueve Cielos con fervor de batalla. En el campo de batalla invencible, donde la sangre de los genios forma un mar y los huesos de las monstruosidades se apilan como montañas, Xiao Ye avanza paso a paso, ascendiendo a la cima, derrotando a todos los que se atreven a proclamar la supremacía en el mundo. Como guerreros, ¡debemos rompernos antes que doblegarnos, ser decisivos y resueltos en la matanza, sin dudar en las venganzas, y aniquilar a todos los enemigos en el mundo!

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Georgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Marrying her longtime billionaire boyfriend, inheriting stability after the tragic death of her brother, and raising her orphaned niece in peace. Her brother’s death at sea, bruised and thrown to the waves, was declared a drunken accident pinned on a disgraced ship captain. The case was closed, but the wounds never healed. Georgia is left to pick up the pieces: taking over their bankrupt business, dodging loan sharks, and the angry people whom her father and brother owe… in fear. When her wealthy fiancé proposes marriage, promising protection and financial freedom, she accepts, not only for love, but for survival. But everything was shattered in an instant. Georgia was pushed overboard into the midnight sea. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again— Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder. Stranded on his cargo ship, Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He’s intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined. As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets. Nick risks his life for her. With survival as their only priority, passion burns hotter than the sun. But despite his hunger for her, he refuses to take advantage. Instead, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again. Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere. As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight. But revenge comes at a price, and so does love. Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes. And when the world wants to silence her… He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her. Excerpt: “Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!” Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears. “Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!” “I’m begging you… Someone tried to kill me… Don’t tell anyone you found me…” His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?” Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough. Her eyes rolled back, her fingers slipped from his shirt, and her head fell against his shoulder just as she whispered, “Yes…” Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean… “Oh good, you’re awake,” Nick said and strode toward the bed. “Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. "I swear to God, I’ll scream the ship down if you come one step closer, you pervert!” “I know you...” Nick stiffened. “What now?” “You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared. Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!” Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly. “Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently. “Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance. “Maniac!” she declared. That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush. His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods. His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant… Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.” Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face. Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile. “How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed. Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”

[Mature Content] [18+ Only] [Smut] "Then let's dissolve our mate bond and reject each other! That way, you can make Claire your official Luna!" Addison's chest rose and fell violently, her breaths ragged with fury. "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. ... Because they never truly tried to understand each other, their relationship was filled with misunderstandings. Zion, blinded by his petty pride and desire for revenge, refused to defend himself. He wanted Addison to pay for what he believed she owed him, but that very resentment became his own downfall. Addison, on the other hand, couldn’t wait forever for him to let go of his hatred and pain. She was ready to walk away. But when she finally disappeared from his world, Zion lost his mind. He turned his own pack upside down in a desperate bid to avenge the abuse and torture she had suffered. Yet it was too late—she was gone. And worst of all, he never had the chance to tell her the truth: the pup in the other woman's belly wasn’t his. He couldn’t openly reveal it either, because that woman held a special status they couldn’t afford to offend. Zion had sent Addison away to protect her from being killed, but his pride had cost him everything. Hurting her became his greatest regret—one that overshadowed even the death of his father, the former Alpha. But the Moon Goddess had other plans. Their paths crossed once again. And then, Zion saw her. No, them. Addison had a son. No—she had sons. There was another one. Regret clawed at him. He had once taunted her, wanting to break her, but now all he wanted was to make amends—to reclaim the family he had lost. But how? The gap between them was wider than ever. She wasn’t someone he could simply walk up to anymore. Would he ever get the chance to fix what he had broken? Or would Addison choose the mate her father, the Alpha King, had picked for her? After all, she wasn’t just anyone—she was the Alpha King’s only daughter, destined to be the first female Alpha King in history.

Pursued by killers, she barged into a man's private room and became his antidote. After a night of abandon, she coolly plunged a dagger into his chest and vanished. Little did she expect, the man became addicted and chased her to Graham City, tempting her by any means necessary to drown with him. "Erik, what do you like about me?" The man pinned the sulking girl against him and fiercely silenced her with a kiss. "Unless I die, otherwise, you'll spend your next life...

A life I didn't ask for.. A world I couldn't call my own.. I'm Edward Walters. That's what I'll tell anybody if I'm ever asked. Because, that was the name I answered back one Earth. But now, in this new world I reincarnated in— I'm known by many names.. The Undisputed Prodigy, The Anomaly of my generation, The Legend Blank, and... Charles Liam Flameworth. But I didn't ask for any of these, I didn't ask for the titles, the power, the wealth, the sufferings, the wars and the fame. I.. I just wanted to go home. But fate pinned me to this world, giving me no way back. Untill I decided— if fate doesn't give me a chance.. I'll make a chance for myself. I'll shatter this so called fate, and I'll go back to my family. This is the story of the Anomaly that defied Fate. The one who Reincarnated as a Genius Mage.

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. A map of the main continent in in the comments of the first chapter. Just know its not a commissioned work of art but something rough I made so readers will have an understanding of the worlds borders and design. Cover Art: not mine so here is the credit. https://www.pinterest.co.uk/pin/351912463658203/

In a world shaped by moonlight and fate, sixteen-year-old Eila receives her wolf—and with it, the rare power to heal others without touch and glimpse into the future through haunting dreams. But unlike her peers, she doesn’t find her fated mate same day as her wolf. Days pass. Weeks. Then, the unthinkable happens. She is claimed—by not one, but three of the most powerful males in the Moon Treasure Pack. Zois and Lukas Baldwin—silver-haired, cold-eyed twins who command attention without a word—have always been the center of admiration. Handsome beyond reason and untouchable by all. Until Eila. Then there’s Leonard Blackwell, Beta of the pack, dark-haired, icy-eyed, older, and far more dangerous. Rumored to be heartless, he is anything but when it comes to Eila. Tension crackles in every glance, every touch. From the moment Zois kisses the back of her hand in the moonlit woods, to when Lukas pins her during combat training just to test her limits. And Leonard—he doesn’t ask for permission when he corners her in the library, his voice low as he claims, “You are mine, Eila. Don’t ever doubt it.” As the pack mourns after a brutal rogue attack and Eila’s family teeters on the edge of ruin, she rises—leading her siblings, helping the wounded, and awakening power she never knew she possessed. Her nights are filled with strange dreams of ancient entities breathing in the darkness, and her days, with stolen moments between her and the three mates she never asked for. But love comes with a price. Secrets stir. War looms. And the Moon Goddess’s plan for Eila is just beginning. “Eila and Her Three Mates” is a gripping, sensual, dark fantasy romance where destiny tangles with desire, and a girl must find her strength in a world built for men. Perfect for fans of fated mates, twisted love triangles, and slow-burn magic that simmers until it ignites.

How many years ..... have passed? Uh..one...two...three... uh..four...five..hmm. Five years....hmm..uhhhh...haahaaahaaa...[laughing loudly] ..Finally...finally..it is ready ..I am ready... screaming loudly Indra looked at his hands then towards the glittery glowing greenish blue crystal which had been just a plain black rock for last five years. He had been waiting stuck in a room with transparent walls surrounding him. The only view he could see outside was 'Nothing'..There was nothing ..not even a single non living entity. It was dark all around..but sometimes he could see a pinkish light dispersed in the surrounding which used to disappear after some time. The room he was in had been floating in this darkness unaware of where it was heading just lost in this pin drop silence. Surprisingly he had not been hungry nor tired in these five years. But he felt he would go insane in this loneliness and eternal silence....

Like most reincarnation stories, I was reborn into the book I was reading when I died at the age of 19. Luckily, I ended up in a body that's also 19 so hey, no awkward toddler years. But no, I wasn't reincarnated as the main character (tragic, right?). I didn't even get to be the villainess or a side character. In fact, I don't appear in the story at all. So I'm just going to have fun, do what keeps me happy and try and avoid the drama as much as I can. (Yeah I wasn't able to avoid the drama.)

Mandrax Randoff, a fourteen year old Furrha with the typical life of a normal loser, seems to have gotten himself in between a Millenia war between the Demons and Beasts. He up to a point never even believed the gods existed, that is until, a primordial god took a liking to him. And he wasn't the only one thinking about making Max's life a little more chaotic by pinning on him many expectations. Join Max's Journey as he slowly builds up enough strength to at least achieve the expectations left to him, all in the while making friends and enemies, especially powerful enemies, along the way. A universe way passed advanced, filled with all kinds of monsters, demons, and elves. Unfortunately for Max, he'll have to face his past about his family whether he wants to or not, but that's not the only past he has to face with his lost Memory.

Nadia is the daughter of a high official in a secret vampire society, and Keiko is a human hailing from a long line of divine priestesses. The two should be natural enemies, but when Keiko stumbled into her path as a child, Nadia knew that she needed to keep her by her side. Normally a relationship with a human is forbidden, but Keiko has the power to vanquish the cursed deity after Nadia's body. So Keiko is assigned as her executioner, with a duty to kill Nadia if the evil ever overtakes her soul. However, all is not as it seems, as the ancient goddess residing inside Keiko, may have dark secrets of her own. *A new chapter is released every Wednesday! *If you like what you read, please leave a review! Please be sure not to include specific terms in it such as GL, or the review will shadow banned! *Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Supernatural, Horror, Vampire, Goddess, GL, Yuri, LGBTQIA+, Inclusive, Diverse, 18+ *If you'd like to get story updates and keep up with the latest news or if you'd like to join my community, please search 'otakugamergirlt twitter/bsky' or 'otakugamergirlt wordpress' in a browser and the first few results should lead you right to my social media pages. You'll also find my Discord link in a pinned post on Twitter. Please join if you'd like! I'd love to keep in touch with my readers and fans. Thanks!

“What are you saying? You will take whatever punishment it is I would give you?” Lucien looked at her, he smiled when he saw that she was standing up to him. Lily’s body was shaking, she was not sure if she was going to be able to handle the torment going to come from the man in front of her but she knew that it was going to be either that or her family would be killed. Lily folded her hands, took one deep breath she locked eyes with the man standing before her. “I will take your punishment and I will be fine.” Lucien walks up to her with a smile on his face, he takes her hands and leads her to the bed. Pinning her down he looks her in the eye. “Such big mouth for a little flower, but since you want to show you have grit. You should know that you are my property now, you can’t go anywhere without telling me, you can’t make friends, and you can’t die without letting me know. Do I make myself clear wildflower?” Lily swallowed softly, she knew that she was in his territory and the wrong words might be the end of her. “Yes sir,” Lily took it upon herself to make sure that nothing would happen to her family, but it was not just to make sure that they were safe. She also did it to make sure that she would get closer to Lucien Rosario to take his life, making sure that she would avenge her father.-even if it meant falling into the devil's dark world.

Leo Vance is a ghost in the machine—a brilliant architect whose genius is stolen daily by his smug, charismatic boss. He's the "CAD monkey" who designs masterpieces, only to watch another man take the credit. His warnings are ignored, his reports are deleted, and his talent is treated as a cheap commodity. He predicted the catastrophic failure of the Titan Tower down to the last sheared bolt. He knew it would fall. He never imagined it would fall on him. Pinned by the very disaster he tried to prevent, with less than a second until impact, reality shatters. A mysterious System appears, offering him a title worthy of his skill: The Architect. It grants him the power to edit the world around him, to treat physics as a blueprint and reality as a draft. But power always has a price. The System's offer is a devil's bargain: survive the impact by sacrificing decades of his lifespan, or watch his bank account get drained to zero for a solution that might be too slow to save him. Trapped between an early grave and a living death, Leo discovers the first rule of his new reality: every choice is a transaction, and the cost of survival is always higher than you think. He was a man who designed buildings. Now, he must design his own escape from a problem with no right answers

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

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 (⁠◠⁠‿⁠◕⁠) ]

"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.

"The more you run, the more desperate I am to have you, my rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room .His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding.He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant.The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while and now the hunt begins, sweetheart, there is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

"She was never meant to be seen. He was never meant to exist." In the quiet town of Gloria, Aidan lives in hiding—his blood potent, his identity dangerous. Bound by a secret past and the weight of a curse, he crafts potions for survival and watches over his younger twin, Adeena. When an invitation arrives for a royal ball in the capital, Aidan makes a choice that will haunt him: he lets her go. Dressed in borrowed silk and escorted by a paid chaperone, Adeena enters a world of chandeliers, masks, and veiled intentions. Aidan stays behind... at first. But when his uncle warns him of a shadow moving within the palace—one that knows what he is—Aidan infiltrates the event, unseen, cloaked in secrecy. The ball ends in fire. The girl vanishes. Aidan’s blood can heal—but not rewind time.Adeena smiled as the violins swelled. Draped in sapphire blue, her hair pinned with borrowed pearls, she looked older than her years—almost noble. No one in that ballroom knew she’d come from a forgotten village. No one knew her chaperone was paid. No one suspected the boy who sent her here was watching from above. Aidan stood among the shadows of the chandelier beams, breath held tight, gaze fixed only on her. He was never meant to be seen—not here, where his father’s face might be recognized in his own. Eldric gave the signal. Everything’s fine. But it wasn’t. A woman in red silk approached Adeena. She smiled too much. She moved too slowly. And when she touched Adeena’s hand—just a brush—Aidan flinched. That’s not Dahlia, he thought. And it’s not Mary. The chandeliers exploded. The glass rained like cursed snow. By the time Aidan reached the ballroom floor, Adeena was gone. Turning is a gothic fantasy of stolen identities, cursed bloodlines, and a brother’s descent into a world that was never meant to remember him. For readers of Heaven Official’s Blessing, Who Made Me a Princess, and The Abandoned Empress.

A streamer who had thousands of fans in Japan, who loved otome games, reviews them posting online and making a living out of streaming. One day one of her fans sent her a very horrible rated otome game but since she was curious and it was her passion to rate every otome game that ever existed, she downloaded it and played it for the whole day. "What the heck?! All the love interests are horrible on this game?!" The production company who made the game, [Love Lily Blossom Otome Game]. Such a long name by the way, made all the love interest have some sort of distorted personality and even if the heroine does end up with one of them, she'll be either locked in the love interest's mansion, exiled, or will be the love interest's slave?! Only the villainess was the only sensible one but even she got the worst ending too for being engaged with the crown prince- and dying at every route she's on. "The author of this game is... psychotic. Why invest a Millions of Yen in a game like this? I wish I could save the Villainess myself." One day, she suddenly dies and realizes she's not in her own body anymore. She was being pinned down by the Villainess in the wall proceeding to threaten her. "If you don't leave the crown prince alone. I'll have no choice but to use other ways to shut you up." she says coldly, glaring at the cowering girl. Well that was the Villainess thought but the former streamer was just so confused and excited she couldn't help but shout- "I-I'm the Heroine of Love Lily Bloom?!" The Villainess looked at her weirdly once the Heroine was eyed leveled with her gaze. Those pupils dilated and seemed to have formed heart shapes irises. "You-! I'm going to save you!" I, The Heroine Will Be Your Savior! November 2021: First Idea Made. April 28, 2022: Revised. Cover Artist 2022: Sage Auger Cover Artist 2023: Myka

CONTENT WARNING – JUICY LEMONS DETECTED Reader discretion (and hydration) advised. THE STORY: I got summoned to save a kingdom. But instead of the Holy Hero class, I got this: [SSS-Rank Class Assigned: MILF Hunter] Now every mature woman with curves and baggage looks at me like I’m the main quest. The Queen adopted me. A shrine spirit claimed me A widow pinned me until the system glitched. Every MILF I bond with unlocks a passive. Every one I please evolves my class. And now? [Threadweave Fusion Unlocked] I can fuse skills. Reforge reality. Break the system from the inside out. This isn’t just a harem. It’s a divine glitch with thighs, scars, and consequences. I’m not the hero they asked for. I’m the anomaly the gods want erased. If you’re into: Dominant queens and combat widows Bond-powered level-ups Forbidden skill crafting Combat as foreplay Citrus-coded corruption arcs Then open this book. And bring a towel. [MILF Hunter System Online] Exposure: Rising… Watchers: Engaged… Lemon Protocol: Armed and dripping… Add to your Collection. Drop a Power Stone. Choose your MILF. Because the queens are thick. The class is cursed. And the system? It doesn’t believe in chill. Reader Challenge: 20 Golden Tickets + 10 Reviews + 150 Power Stones = MASS RELEASE! Let’s break the system, one MILF at a time. OFFICIAL ENTRY – Webnovel Spirity Awards 2025 Support the madness with chaos, comments, and crowns. This novel is published exclusively on Webnovel by Fantasydestiny. Any appearance on other sites  is unauthorized and illegal. Please read only from the official source to support the story and its future.

Other work: Magus Supremacy _____________ {System Online} {System Activating} {System Activation Complete.} {User Detected: Jake Lucas.} * {Main Quest: Grow strong enough to defeat your foes.} *{Warning: Darkness Approaches. No One Is Safe.}* 200 years ago, humanity almost faced extinction at the hands of the werewolves. The world survived, but the cost was unimaginable. Victory was hard-earned—and the price paid is still unknown. After seeing the war wasn't heading anywhere, the werewolves receded to grow their strength while letting the humans recover. Now, sixteen-year-old Jake Lucas is thrust into a battle he never wanted. Weak, outcast, and haunted by his parents’ brutal deaths, Jake is just trying to survive at Aurora Academy. But when a strange orb activates the Slayer System, everything changes. Quests, skills, and powers that could make him stronger than he ever dreamed. But power comes with a price. With each new level, Jake uncovers dark secrets—about the werewolves, the academy, and the shadows lurking beneath them all. The world is more dangerous than he imagined, and a hidden force is stirring, ready to rise once again. Jake’s only hope lies in mastering the Slayer System—but as the stakes grow higher, he’ll learn the real question isn’t how strong he can become, but *how far he’s willing to go* to stop an ancient evil from being unleashed. **But the system has a final warning: Jake isn’t the only one unlocking power. And the clock is ticking.** ________________ IMPORTANT MESSAGE FOR NEW READERS!!! My first few chapters might come as boring at first or bad that was because I was new to System troupe and I was also new in writing a Webnovel style book. so I will appreciate it if you all can continue reading. Ok so this is for new and probably old readers. Please read the pinned review. I had changed the title from My Werewolf's Slayer System to this just to make it cool and it doesn't affect the main storyline which is about Jake growing strong through the system and getting his revenge on the werewolves. ___________________ 200 power stones= 1 extra chapter. 20 Golden tickets= 2 extra chapters. Gifts: Magic castle= 5 extra chapters. Spacecraft= 10 extra chapters. Golden Gachapon= 15 extra chapters.

KISHA, a young beautiful lady. She grew up in a spasmodic household. and swore to remove the dent left on her by her family. She becomes visually ambitious to proclaim her wants. But her world turns when her path crossed with a crazy mafia who mistook her litigations as seductive. ZILLION: What do you think you are doing? KISHA: Excuse me? ZILLION: don't you dare play dumb with me KISHA: Huh!....? ZILLION: Grins devilishly and pins her down 'Since you love playing games...... I make it you so regret it badly' KISHA: What The..? Let Me Go You, psychopath!!

I knew I'd see him again if I came but I didn't think it was anytime soon. I just don't get it. I can't fathom why exactly I'm drawn to him. Why I picture his hands on me. I'd never wanted to bite a man's lip before. Never imagined the scrape of stubble against my throat. Christ, now I couldn't stop. Even if I have only had one girlfriend before. I've been around different women….models. But none of them had ever made my skin tingle like this. Maybe I had it wrong. Maybe I liked guys. That would explain the weird feelings I had around Remy. I watched him walk away, back toward the bar. Not openly. Not with intent. *** Callum Kesington isn’t just a billionaire CEO. He doesn’t believe in love. He believes in control, power, and the silence of secrets buried deep enough to stay dead. But when his estranged brother resurfaces through a cryptic call, dragging him into a trail of files, threats, and old betrayals, everything he's built starts to crack. Remy Marchand, a rising star in the culinary world, is no stranger to heat, just not the kind that follows a glance across a church aisle. A single dinner at Remy’s restaurant ignites an attraction that shakes Callum’s carefully guarded world. He’s never wanted a man before. Never craved the scrape of stubble against his skin or the heat of rough hands pinning him down. But Remy? He’s all Callum can think about. Then the bullet hits. A shadowy attack leaves Remy bleeding in Callum’s arms, and suddenly, this isn’t about desire. It's about survival. Someone wants Remy dead, and Callum’s brother is at the center of it. Now, Callum must confront the ruthless empire he built, the family who betrayed him, and the truth he’s been denying: he’ll burn everything down to keep Remy alive. Even if it destroys them both.

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?