Sculpting Kaido

After three years of playing the model wife, Nan Song had failed to make Yu Jinwen love her. When he demanded a divorce for some scheming mistress, she erased every trace of herself from his world with glacial precision. Reborn as the visionary partner his company desperately needed, she stared coolly down at her ex-husband. "Cooperation? Do I know you?" Men were disposable; her brilliance needed no accessories. Yet as Yu pursued his redemption arc, shocking truths emerged: The elite hacker? Her. The world-class chef? Her. The surgical prodigy? Her. The jade sculpting virtuoso? Her. The underground racing legend? Her. With each revelation, the arrogant CEO realized his arduous journey to win back this modern-day Athena might just... break him.

Genre: Omegaverse, Comedy, Drama, Action, Romance Language: English Synopsis: In a world where power is dictated by instinct, fate is determined at eighteen. Alphas rule, Betas serve, and Omegas endure. Strength, dominance, and submission-these are the foundations of society. Champ has spent his entire life preparing for his awakening, training relentlessly to become an Alpha. He has sculpted his body, dominated the weak, and conditioned his mind to lead. For him, the only path to survival is power, and power belongs to Alphas. He refuses to be anything less. But on the day of his classification, his world shatters. He is not an Alpha. He is not even a Beta. He is something far rarer, far more dangerous. A male Omega. A genetic anomaly feared by the world, hunted by the powerful, and erased before they can disrupt the established order. The moment his truth is exposed, his life is no longer his own. If the government discovers his existence, he will be executed. If the Alphas sense his presence, he will be claimed. But Champ refuses to accept his fate. If the world sees him as prey, he will become a predator. If they try to erase him, he will carve his name into history. If they believe a male Omega can never rule-he will prove them wrong. Because power is not given. It is taken. And Champ will rise-no matter the cost.

In a world where reality bends to the unseen, Ian arrives. Here, energy is not just force but language that whispers through space and time, waiting to be sculpted. Driven by his curiosity, he deciphers patterns unseen by others, shaping existence with insight alone. And as he edges closer to mastery, he discovers that the most profound secrets are not in the world he reshapes, but in the forces stirring within himself.

On an ordinary day, Lucius stumbled upon a strange, run-down shop. At first, he assumed it was abandoned—until he stepped inside. [You have entered the Universal Alchemy Store.] [Congratulations! You are now the store’s owner.] [Please craft your first potion.] Lucius blinked. 'What kind of joke is this?' But as if guided by an unseen force, he followed the instructions. Minutes later, his first creation was complete. [Love Potion: The drinker will fall in love with the first person they lay eyes on.] Lucius swallowed hard. 'Wait… does this actually work?' Before he could process it, the shop’s door swung open. Standing in the entrance was no ordinary customer—she was an elf. Long, pointed ears, mesmerizing green eyes, and a body sculpted by the gods. A visitor from another world. A dangerous thought crept into his mind. 'Should I test it on her?' ----------------- Disclaimer: This book has mature content. Discord link: https://discord.gg/Z9pY9tE9e8 For Spicy Pictures, join my Patreon: https://tinyurl.com/NaughtyJ

Eclipsed by fate Who remembers the ruin of a god? Who dares to chase what was never meant to be found? Noor—an enigma draped in silk, a storm without thunder, a shadow that bends the world yet leaves no trace of its touch. She is whispered of in corridors where power is traded like currency, yet no man holds her name, no past binds her, no hand dares to reach. She walks unclaimed, unseen, forgotten by design. But some things refuse to be buried. Some ghosts never rest. Sanlang, a man cast in golden light, sculpted into perfection, a deity in the eyes of the world—and yet hollow. Beneath the applause, beneath the worship, something stirs. It begins as whispers in the dark, fragments of a life he does not remember, a truth that gnaws at the edges of his mind. A gavel’s fall. A price too steep. Shackles too fine for a king. And in the abyss of his lost memories, she stands. Watching. Waiting. Who is she? A dream? A curse? Or the key to a something that should have remained untouched? He chases her like a man chasing the sun, believing himself the hunter. He is wrong. She does not run. She does not fear. She does not need to hide, for she knows—should he tread too far, should he step beyond the veil—he will find not salvation, not love, but the remnants of a god unmade. He who was never meant to remember. But now that he does, the only question that remains is this: Will Noor let him live with the truth? Or will she erase him as she did herself?

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

In a world where fate is carved by the strong, a mere mortal dares to sculpt his own destiny. Lin Xuan, a lowly disciple of the Five Elements Sect, was fated for mediocrity until he discovered the Art of Sculpting Destiny. A technique so powerful that even the gods erased its existence. Now, with the ability to reshape reality itself, he embarks on a path no one has ever walked before. But power comes at a price. The moment he begins his ascent, unseen forces from beyond the cosmos take notice. Ancient beings who control the laws of existence now see him as a threat. Can a mere mortal survive against the heavens themselves? Or will he carve a new path beyond the stars? A Weak-to-Strong Xianxia / Wuxia Novel | Cosmic Progression | Fate-Breaking MC | No Recycled Plotlines Read now and witness Lin Xuan’s ascension!

In a world where demons have seized control, humanity is on the brink of extinction. Earth has become a battlefield, with monstrous beings reigning supreme. The once-thriving nations have crumbled, leaving only a few remnants of civilization—Japan has mysteriously vanished, the Philippines remains as a last sanctuary, and scattered islands struggle to survive. Amidst the chaos, Kaido, a survivor from Japan, fights to carve his path. Weak but determined, he refuses to bow to fate. Alongside Yumi, his closest companion, he traverses the ruins of civilization, seeking a way to fight back. However, power in this world does not come easily. The story of hate, sad, hope in the Demonic world.

Sixteen years, a relentless pursuit of the impossible. Leon, a soul forged in the crucible of ambition, now shattered by the cruel hand of fate. Family lost, hope extinguished. Suicide's edge: a classmate, a star, pulled him back. Debt? No. Another attempt. Then... darkness. He wakes. Swords. Magic. And her?" Stranded in a perilous world, With no cheat codes or divine guidance, they must navigate this treacherous world, forge alliances with wary strangers, and evade the pursuits of those who desire Sarah's beauty and covet their existence. After carving his existence on the razor's edge of perfection, pushing his boundaries until they shattered. a shadow sculpted from the very essence of ambition, found himself adrift in a strange new dawn. His past was a tapestry of broken limits, a testament to his relentless pursuit of a flawed perfection. Here, though? Here, a whisper of recognition stirred. A sense of homecoming, as if the very air hummed with a symphony of his own monstrous heart. This was not a world to survive, but a world to claim. "Crucible-born. This world pulses. He'll ascend, not survive."

A 16 years old boy named Leon, always wanted to become best at everything, but he loses miserably. After losing his family he loses all his hope. Suicide's edge: a classmate, a star, pulled him back. Debt? No. Another attempt. Then... darkness. He wakes. Swords. Magic. And her?" Stranded in a perilous world, With no cheat codes or divine guidance, they must navigate this treacherous world, forge alliances with wary strangers, and evade the pursuits of those who desire Sarah's beauty and covet their existence. After carving his existence on the razor's edge of perfection, pushing his boundaries until they shattered. a shadow sculpted from the very essence of ambition, found himself adrift in a strange new dawn. His past was a tapestry of broken limits, a testament to his relentless pursuit of a flawed perfection. Here, though? Here, a whisper of recognition stirred. A sense of homecoming, as if the very air hummed with a symphony of his own monstrous heart. This was not a world to survive, but a world to claim. "Crucible-born. This world pulses. He'll ascend, not survive." One last thing before you go~Can I ask you a favor? I need your help! If you like this book, could you please share your experience and write an honest review.It will be just one minute for you (I will be happy even with one sentence!), but a GREAT help for me and definitely good Karma I read every single review and jump around with joy like a little kid every time my readers comment on my books and give me their honest feedback!

Lorenzo De Luca "The Beast" thought she was only a new prey, but he realized too late that he was the one who was trapped. Signing a contract with the beast was supposed to be the worst thing that happened to Summer, and she wouldn't have done that if she had any other options, but the more she tried to struggle out of the deal, the deeper the beast found himself falling for her. ... I nodded, feeling grateful, and bolted toward the door. Without knocking, I burst inside. "You jerk!" I yelled. “Don’t you know how to knock? and I warned you not to call me that.” His voice was low, irritated. "Your terms are absurds, I have my own terms also." I said as I closed the door. The minutes I turned to him, I screamed. Lorenzo was standing by the window, wearing nothing but a towel, water dripping from his freshly showered body. His broad shoulders glistened in the light, and his defined abs led down to... "A slave speaking of term, Hmm. Tell me about it." He said. "Damn, he is fucking hot!" I said, not realizing I said it out. "Excuse me?" He raised his brow. "huh." I said. "You were talking about terms." He asked, moving closer to me. I couldn’t remove my eyes away. His body was perfection, every inch of him sculpted like a living statue. The towel hung dangerously low on his hips, and for a moment, I forgot why I had come in. My heart pounded faster with every step he took, my legs were shaking. "Don't come near!" I yelled at him, covering my face with my hand. "What's the problem?" He asked. I froze, my eyes wide, my cheeks flushed. “Put some clothes on!” I shrieked. “This is my room,” he said, turning toward me with a slow smirk. “I see no reason to.” "Well.. I'm here and I'm not comfortable with you like this." “You’re staring,” he teased. “No, I’m not!” I shot back, flustered. “You want me,” he said casually, stepping closer. “What? No!” I stumbled backward, heart pounding. “You want to feel me inside you.” “God forbid! Hell no!” I shouted, but my voice wavered, betraying me. "Hell yes" He said with a smile. I swear, despite his face is partially covered with mask, I could see the beauty of his face. His smile is so beautiful... it's choking. He closed the distance between us, his eyes locked on mine. “Your body says otherwise,” he whispered, his hand brushing a strand of hair from my face. The heat of his skin sent a shiver down my spine. Then he whispered into my ears "I can show you what I'm made of, if you want." His voice was slow, deep and arousing. My legs were trembling, I could hear my heartbeat. “Stay away from me!” I pushed him back, panic setting in. But he only laughed, a deep, rich sound that sent my pulse racing. “You don't know what you are missing.” he murmured, his voice low and dangerously seductive. He leaned in, his breath hot against my ear. “Just say the word.” I snapped. “Get lost!” I pushed him and bolted out of the room, my heart pounding in my ears. I could hear him laughing behind me, enjoying the moment. His laughter was cut short by the sound of water splashing.

In a world where choices shape destinies, a man embarks on a relentless quest for self-mastery. Driven by an insatiable thirst for knowledge, performance, and freedom, he navigates the intricate balance between discipline and desire. His journey spans intellectual pursuits, physical excellence, and the search for deeper meaning—constantly oscillating between solitude and the longing for connection. As he sharpens his mind through philosophy, languages, and scientific inquiry, his body follows suit, sculpted by the rigorous demands of athleticism. Yet, beneath his structured routine lies a battle against fleeting impulses and the ever-present question: What is truly worth pursuing? Through reflections on success, failure, and personal transformation, Fragments of Discipline explores the paradox of ambition—the fine line between control and surrender, purpose and detachment. In the end, the protagonist must confront his greatest challenge: himself.

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers Mira a deal: in exchange for helping him reach a hidden bunker and treating his gunshot wound, he will ensure her safety. Left with no alternative, Mira joins forces with him and soon discovers his other identity—Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey unveils old memories and exposes the conspiracy behind the upcoming election of the First World Premier, their relationship shifts from mutual suspicion to affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal histories, Mira begins to see the truth behind the villain’s mask: that darkness will always exist for the light to be enjoyed on the other side. How will she handle the danger that anchors her now? I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

Kaido is a young boy living in a world filled with darkness and internal struggles. His life is suddenly turned upside down when his mother falls ill and passes away, leaving him to face overwhelming sorrow and inner destruction. As he tries to understand the cause of his loss, he discovers that there are hidden forces watching over his life—forces connected to the world of demons, which lurk behind everything. At a crucial moment, he meets a mysterious figure who leads him to confront the terrifying truths about his past and the fate that awaits him.

In a world where muscle is magic and size is power, Ged, a ruthless drug lord, is on an obsessive quest to sculpt the perfect physique. Terrified of what an unchecked body sorcerer might become, the ruling authorities impose strict weight limits on their citizens and punish people for inscribing deadly magical abilities in their muscles. With a physique breaking more laws than one, Ged hides himself away in the underground, using the illicit drug trade to fund the relentless demands of body sorcery. Aspiring to rise to the stars like the legendary Cosmic Bodybuilders of the past, he defies a world that fears him, chasing an ambition others call impossible. But as he grows, he realizes his true enemies aren’t the authorities or even the living world beneath his feet. It’s existence itself. Ged unearths an ancient secret buried deep within the fabric of reality… one so devastating it shatters everything he once believed. He tried to be logical. He tried to remain silent. But with the final piece of the puzzle in hand, he sees no other path forward... "Reality can no longer be saved. I must tear it apart and replace it with myself!"

Kaelis died on Earth—his existence erased without reason. But death was not the end. He awakens in Kalhalla, a world sculpted from the corpses of fallen gods and demons, only to find himself marked by a terrifying curse—the Mark of Rot. His body withers in places, tainted by decay, and worse yet, he carries the power of Hell’s fallen leader, the Hammer of Uuen. To the people of Kalhalla, he is not a man. He is a monster. Syllah is an outgoing battle hardened Priestess of Light, is on the hunt to purge the cursed, those with the Mark of Rot, alongside others like her. Though the god of light perished in the divine war, she and her fellow priests and priestesses continue their holy mission—hunting down those tainted by the Mark of Rot and those burdened by the red crystals, known as the God Stones, remnants of dead gods and demons that corrupt their hosts. Her faith is whatever, but Her sword is merciless. She always loves a fight and a challenge. But fate is cruel. Kaelis and Syllah are bound by destiny—meant to be together. Yet, they are also destined to destroy one another. As their paths collide in blood and fire, Kaelis must uncover the truth behind his reincarnation, the curse that chains him, the gods, the demons, and the war that never truly ended. Is love stronger than fate? Or will their inevitable clash bring about Kalhalla’s ruin?

Shadow of Desires From the Alleys of Lucknow to the Underworld’s Throne. Set against the grimy tapestry of Lucknow’s class divides and the glittering menace of global crime, Shadow of Desires traces the harrowing journey of Mufidul Sheeraz Akhtar—a boy forged by poverty, sharpened by betrayal, and consumed by the hunger to rewrite his destiny. The Spark of Ambition (2008–2015): Orphaned at 8 when his father, a low-ranking clerk, dies of cardiac arrest, Mufidul becomes the reluctant patriarch of a crumbling household. His mother, Shahana Parveen, battles UP’s bureaucratic quagmire to secure their meager pension, while his brothers—Zohrez, the dreamer, and Raheem, the sickly toddler—lean on him for survival. By 12, Mufidul masters the art of scarcity: diluting milk with gutter water, forging ration cards, and bribing local officials with *mithai* boxes. But when Zohrez nearly dies from counterfeit medicine sold at Prakash Medical, Mufidul’s innocence shatters. “Money isn’t desire,” he hisses to the night sky, “it’s armor.” The Descent (2016–2020): At 16, Mufidul drops out of City Montessori School, trading textbooks for contraband. He starts small—smuggling stolen car parts across the Nepal border—but his mathematician’s mind soon devises risk-reward algorithms that impress Lucknow’s underground kingpin, Raza Bhai. Under Raza’s tutelage, Mufidul learns to launder money through sari emporiums, hack into police databases, and exploit UP’s political rivalries. His first kill—a corrupt cop who threatens Raheem—leaves him trembling but addicted to the rush of control. By 19, he builds Zunar Enterprises, a front company trafficking arms from Myanmar’s rebel factions to Mumbai’s gang lords. The Ascent (2021–2028): Mufidul’s genius lies in his duality: the boy who still mends Zohrez’s torn shirts becomes the “Ghost of Gomti”, a phantom orchestrating heists from Macau to Marrakech. He infiltrates cryptocurrency markets, manipulates Bollywood studios for money laundering, and seduces an Interpol analyst (Ayesha Kapoor) to leak classified files. His signature move? Using childhood chess strategies to outmaneuver rivals—sacrificing pawns (loyal henchmen) to protect his queen (family). But as his empire grows—spanning 41 nations via shell companies, drug cartels, and stolen AI tech—the cracks widen. Shahana, now a hollow-eyed widow, disowns him after discovering his crimes. Zohrez, a law student, threatens to testify. The Unraveling (2029–2031): Interpol’s Operation Black Lotus paints Mufidul as Public Enemy #1. Betrayed by Ayesha, who plants a tracker in his vintage HMT watch, he flees through Lucknow’s labyrinthine gullies—past the kebab stalls and chess clubs of his youth—now a fugitive in the city that raised him. In a climactic showdown at the ruins of the Lucknow Residency, Mufidul faces Zohrez, now a prosecutor. “You became what killed Abbu,” Zohrez snarls, “greed wrapped in excuses.” The Shadow’s End: Cornered by NATO forces in Istanbul, Mufidul chooses cyanide over surrender. His final act? Transferring ₹8,400 crore to a secret account—not for his brothers, but to build free cardiac hospitals across Uttar Pradesh. *“Let them hate my name,”* his diary reads, *“but let my mother’s pension never fail again.”* --- Themes: - The Poverty Trap: How systemic rot in India’s welfare machinery breeds desperation. - Moral Calculus: Whether evil deeds can be justified as “love” for family. - Legacy: Can blood money ever cleanse itself? Style: Gritty, lyrical, and unflinchingly visceral—a Slumdog Millionaire meets Scarface tragedy rooted in the smells of Lucknow’s chaat stalls and the cold logic of offshore bank accounts. “They called him a monster. But monsters aren’t born—they’re sculpted by the hands that starved them".

"I am but a poor girl trying to make a living in this god forsaken world. But it's really been too long. I think I have been in this world for 2 years already, and at first I was afraid, I was petrified....." and just as Saya was about to break into a full sing and dance performance, she noticed a golden patch hiding behind a bush. "What the hell!" she exclaimed. "What's a grown a*s man doing here sleeping in the middle of nowhere? " "Oh wow! This is the most good looking guy that I have come across in both worlds". She was mesmerized by his facial features that seems to be sculpted by the Gods. "Is this what prince charming looks like?" And that's how it started.

"Why? I tried to help people but they just abandoned me! betrayed me! they don't want me to play hero!? then fine I'll be the villain" Those are the last words of 'Riruko Kaido' codename: Ragnarok, a level 5 Esper with the power to control matter and elements as long as has knowledge of the subject as he died from the hands of the very people he protects he was betrayed by his friends, abandoned by his lover, and sold out to the researchers by the very person he trusted...... follow Riruko Kaido as he live out his life in another world with a determination to become a villain.... will he be able to maintain his word to become a villain? or will his past personality preserve the goodness in his heart? will he be a villain or a hero? (Picture not mine. but the edit is mine. just saw it on Google. if the original artist saw this. pls tell me so that I can put the credit to you)

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Mo stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can kill him."

Synopsis – The Sculptor In a quiet town where people disappear without a trace, rumors of a serial killer begin to spread. When true crime podcaster Emily Carter starts investigating the mysterious Midtown Disappearances, she uncovers unsettling patterns that lead closer to home than she ever imagined. As she pieces together the truth, she finds herself caught in a dangerous game—one where the line between predator and prey is razor-thin. Some secrets aren’t meant to be revealed, and in the shadows, an artist is at work, sculpting something far more sinister than anyone could have guessed.

Andrea’s life changes the moment she meets Joe, her devastatingly handsome gym instructor. With his irresistible charm and sculpted body, he becomes the center of her fantasies, a desire she can’t control. She thought she could keep it a secret—until Joe disappears, leaving her heart aching and her thoughts consumed. Months later, Andrea walks through her front door, only to face the unimaginable: Joe is back, standing beside her mom, smiling as her new fiancé. The man Andrea craved is now the man she must call family. What begins as awkward glances and lingering tension quickly spirals into something darker. Andrea is caught between her forbidden longing and the fear of destroying her family. Every encounter with Joe becomes a test of control, but her feelings refuse to fade. Will Andrea bury her desires and protect the people she loves, or will the pull of temptation lead to a secret that could shatter everything?

Tartarus, The world sculpted by celestial hands, the angels descended from the far reaches of the cosmos, bearing the edicts of the Creator. They came as guardians, bringing order to the boundless depths of Tartarus. Yet, beneath the veneer of divine law, deception festers—an Evil unseen, a whisper in the dark that even the great entities fails to perceive. From the flow of time itself, a man is sent—a mortal from Earth, chosen by the Angels of Time. His purpose? To stand against the encroaching catastrophe that lurks unseen, waiting to consume Tartarus. But he does not seek the mantle of a hero. Shackled by scars of the past, he rejects the fate thrust upon him. Yet fate is relentless, and the tide of destiny drags him forth, forcing him into the role he so despises. To be a hero in Tartarus is not to wield a sword against mere foes, but to unravel a truth buried beneath epochs of lies. The histories recorded in sacred tomes are but illusions, their words spun to shroud an unspeakable secret. And as he walks the path of revelation, he glimpses the echoes of worlds long lost, of ages that the gods have conspired to erase. But knowledge is a double-edged blade. The deeper he delves, the clearer it becomes—this is no mere deception of a single world, but a tapestry of falsehood woven into the fabric of the cosmos itself. What lies beyond the veil is not simply the truth of Tartarus, but the truth of existence. He will bring light to the darkness. But the darkness is endless. May Theo rest peacefully. Join discord for more discussion! https://discord.gg/K5FNjare

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." He stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can kill him."

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." He stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can kill him."

Nature never imposes love; it offers it gently, much like a fragile rose unfurling its petals in the morning light. ***** When Sydney's eyes locked with Jordan's, her heart danced a frantic rhythm, and words seemed to dissolve before they could leave her lips. His striking silver eyes glistened like precious stones, while his elegant black tuxedo highlighted every sculpted line of his face, transforming him into a dashing prince from a fairy tale. His warm, gentle smile wrapped around her like a tender embrace, and she felt as though she was yielding to the whispers of destiny. This was that electrifying moment of love at first sight, yet... Sydney's hand instinctively moved to her stomach as she dashed aside, swept up in a torrent of emotions. It wasn't just her heart that raced; her deepest anxieties stirred to life as well. L-O-V-E! Sydney Mia, renowned across the nation as a visionary director, had a clear mantra: "Conquer the world with my films, amass accolades, and secure an immortal legacy." Love was never part of the grand narrative, merely a faint echo in the distance. Yet, Jordan's presence was a gentle tremor, unsettling the core of her being and awakening a yearning she had never acknowledged. There was an undeniable uniqueness about Jordan. He was the calm amid chaos, a sanctuary where she could truly be herself and confront her demons. As she opened her eyes, her hand still quivering, their gazes intertwined once more. His silver eyes radiated an ethereal intensity, brimming with concern and tenderness. "Are you okay?" he inquired, his voice a soothing balm, like a gentle stream winding through a verdant glen. In that instant, Sydney felt her defenses beginning to crumble, her fears slowly unwinding. Could Jordan be the one to ignite her heart, to reveal that love was not a vulnerability, but a formidable force capable of moving mountains and breaking the chains of her deepest insecurities? Could he be the one to inspire her to rewrite her life's script, to place love in the starring role?

"In the world full of choices, I have only you!" *** Excerpt: “Marry me!” At the commanding voice, Yun Meiyi turned around with a scowl. And there he was with a face sculpted by the best artists in heaven and a body designed to torture the most defying soul in hell, he looked like any male, she had fantasized about, while reading the romantic novels. But there was something in his impeccable beauty that cautioned her against him. As if it was the call of heaven asking her to reject him straight away. “Look for someone else, I am not interested.” She said and then turned away, finding his words meaninglessly arrogant. But just as she turned, his warning came teasingly, “Are you sure you want to defy me?” Her frown deepened as she turned to ask, “What’s so special about defying you? Are you a lord of some kingdom whom one can’t defy?” The man’s lips curled up in a devilish smirk that looked like a part of his nature. “Even better. I am the Prince of Darkness. The Devil of this universe.” *** She was a human... He was the Devil of the Universe! She was betrayed... He could be called anything that meant deceit! She was poisoned ... While his existence was on stake! Without their knowledge, their fates were intertwined. Making her, his only Survival choice!! ______________ Update Schedule: Monday, Wednesday & Friday. Join the author on the discord server: https://discord.gg/88C4VZD Or connect on Instagram: author_scarlet_shine

Kurtis hates his life, Being 15yrs old he is a victim of endless ,merciless bullying at school. Day in day out he is bullied, having to endure anything ranging from insults to damage of his belongings, being beaten up and constantly spat at. There is only so much a boy of his age can take. Then a day comes when he makes a mistake he both regrets and is forever grateful he made. Resulting in his unfortunate death.... Many struggles and sufferings as well as rewards await him. Read and watch as his goals and aspirations change as well as his personality shaped and sculpted by his environment and the people he meets. Old enemies persist and new ones surface. Follow him as he makes shocking discoveries as well as a name for himself as he uncovers the mysterious and hidden truths of his new world filled with Magic and wonders. This is my First time writing a story. If there are any discrepancies you notice, please comment them and I will do my best to fix it. Thankyou If you see any similarities between my story with Supreme magus and My vampire System its because I took a lot of inspiration from both these great stories. The First few chapters are about the MC's life before death leading up to his reincarnation. The reason I did not put them in an auxiliary volume is because It is important to the story. If you don't want to read it skip to chapter 8. Thankyou!

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776