Affirmations

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Mike is a unique man whose intention is purely to have women around. He first had a love engagement with Sheila before they parted ways. The reason was breaking up with sheila was due to his infidelity character. Sheila moves on and gets married immediately. Three months later, Mike tries to reach out to Sheila, a move that almost destabilized the marriage. Out of frustrations, Mike contacts Sasha, a lady he had met the previous day on the street. He categorically makes a request for a visit to her home, which she accepted willingly. On arrival, Mike realizes that Sasha is too different from Sheila, she can't event take part in house chores. The circumstance forced Sasha to have a sleep at Mike's place. Mike is called by a friend at midnight and he complies to attend a night party, leaving Sasha behind. At the party, Mike meets a lady who eventually got glued to him, making a hard decision to marry her. He hides the lady, Praxidis at the friends place and goes to see Sasha off only to find Sasha relaxed. Realizing that Sasha was there to stay, he avoids his friend Brian who had offered to host his lady, praxidis for a while. Life in marriage was not smooth as usual. Occasionally with challenges that he dealt with carefully so as to keep their marriage going. Sasha, the wife was so dramatic, a day could barely end without confronting the husband. Meanwhile, Brian eventually is forced to marry Praxidis,

Raised to be the perfect soldier for battle, Alexander had risen to be the youngest S rank Merc. After attaining the strength he so desired, his adoptive father had forcefully made him leave the battlefield. Alex unwilling to acknowledge his retirement was given a mission by his adoptive father. "The mission objective is to find a girl in the public High School you'll be attending and protect her." Triggered by the words mission objective, Alexander who had a 100% completion rate, accepted the conditions of the mission. Follow Alexander in his weird, almost comedic high school life. Alex's father: Hey Alex, did you get to school properly? Alex: Affirmative, I reached the designated place on time. Alex's father: So why did you call? Alex: The target I have picked is situated in classroom 1-B, while I'm in classroom 1-A. Asking permission to threaten the Principal into placing me in classroom 1-B Alex's father: DENIED! ... *This is the first part and there is a second novel called Adopted Soldier 2: Changing tides. *The novel is already completed, I'm just adding some after stories.

Sasha is a beautiful lady from a humble background. He gets married to Mike, a poor man who lived below the poverty level, only to realize later that he was a very wealthy stateman. Initially, Sasha used to sell fruits as a hawker to help her fruit spouse take care of the family. When Sasha realized the true potential wealth of her husband, she questioned him, claiming to suffer in the streets of the city, yet he had money. Mike later engaged in a love affair with a certain lady, whom Sasha knew very well. This brought a disagreement between them, escalating the matter to an eventual divorce. Sasha was left with nothing at all, only a child to suffer in the streets of N. During the signing of the divorce document, the District Commissioner who spearheaded the divorce exercise noticed her. He seemed to love her at first sight, comforting her as she cried tirelessly at his office. The District Commissioner, Mr. R made a quick advancement, which was accepted. Sasha must have been desperate. They agreed and lived casually as husband and wife; Sasha now lived with a second husband who was very rich. Mike came back with the intention of ruining his ex-wife's relationship now thriving well.

WARNING: R18+ Alpha Vesper: "Deal?!" Alpha Vesper proposed. "Deal!' Elara accepted relief washed over her face and gratitude in her eyes. "You will be a slave to no other one but me, you will serve and listen to only me, and henceforth you are mine…only!" his voice hushed out darkly upon her face. Even though his words had a heavy impact on her, she smiled and nodded. "Yes… I will be yours..." Alpha Harlan: "You are mine! You are not a slave to anyone... not even to me!" He declared, already up from the bed. His anger surfaced and his impulse was diving heavily like a beast that was just unbridled from its cage. Elara was not concerned by his action, she lashed out, "I would rather be a slave to him than be your mate!" Her words hit him like a heavy weight hitting an ice lake, it cracked and shattered his heart into a million pieces. "You are mine, Elara!" darkly and steadily he affirmed to her, "There is nothing you can do!" Alpha Zephyr: Inched from her face, he burrowed his gray eyes into her hazel eyes, her thoughts became visible to him. His hand caressed her hair down and stopped by her lips. "You might be my brother's Luna and the other one's slave, but to me, you are someone I will devour first." • • • Caught in between hatred, lust, and love! ___________________ A once Princess, sold as a slave, caught between Triplet Alpas who in turn become her haven, heaven, and also her hell! . . . Tormented by her uncle and betrayed by her brother, Elara, the Third-generation Wolf Princess of King Draven, the Alpha King of Romic Moon Pack, whose kingdom was ambushed and destroyed by his brother, Gathrick. Elara, having an inner wolf with two different colored eyes without a shifting ability, was assumed to be cursed. Right from the death of her parents, Elara was enslaved by her brother and uncle, tortured, tormented, and haunted until she was sold out of her Pack to the most powerful Pack. Elara with the mind of vengeance was caught between two out of the rogue triplet Alphas who couldn't accept a slave as their mate but rather claimed her as their throne's pet. Trapped in the domain of her mates, would Elara ever seek revenge and rise through the dust?

Love is a beautiful betrayal. Jiego Dane Santiago woke up one day in his shabby apartment with a family lawyer on his door telling him he’s the only surviving heir of the billionaire, Daniel Sy. Thinking it was impossible, he slams the door on the lawyer’s face only to find him again the next day with pieces of evidence confirming his statement. Lost and confused, he subjected himself into a DNA test which only affirmed his identity. And so begins the biggest plot twist of his life. Turns out, Jiego doesn’t know anything about being a Sy. As he struggles with his sudden traversal of fate, he meets Tina Corpus, a fresh graduate aiming for the position as his Executive Secretary. Charmed and impressed by her eloquence and grace, she was immediately hired. With Tina’s brains in the company, sales were high and adjusting to the job became easier for Jiego. He appreciated her more because of that, until the mere appreciation blossomed into romantic attraction and out of a sudden, he asked her to be his wife. When love makes a man blind and clouds his judgments, will he not see betrayal when it’s staring right at his face?

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Maria's breath hitched slightly, her gaze locked onto his. "Yes," she replied, her voice soft yet steady. With that simple affirmation, Alex closed the distance, capturing her lips in a gentle, tentative kiss. It was as if the universe had aligned, the world around them fading into a blur of colors and sounds. The kiss was sweet and exploratory, a mingling of their emotions, hopes, and fears. When they finally pulled away, both breathless, Maria looked up at him with wide eyes, a smile breaking across her face. "Wow," she said, her cheeks flushed. "That was... incredible." "Yeah, it really was," Alex replied, feeling a rush of exhilaration. "I've wanted to do that for a long time." Maria chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Me too. I was just scared to ruin what we had." "Trust me, I think this only makes it better," Alex said, his confidence growing.

Protagonist cannot catch a single break. One night in our protagonist’s life, he’s greeted by a mysterious entity at his bedroom door. This entity murders our poor protagonist, and leaves him for dead, but instead of dying, he is returned to the affirmed day in which he dies. Follow our protagonist through his descent into madness as he attempts to unravel this mystery, falling deeper and deeper into insanity. Chiming in at our “hero”‘s death tallying in its late 500’s, our “hero” is weak, distrustful, and quite simply losing grip on reality. Where do we go from here but the same place over and over again?

Niya is an 18-year-old cheerful girl who has the biggest secret laid inside her - that she remembers her previous life. Rejected by her own family. Niya had lost faith in any kind of relationship when she encountered a lover from her past. Young Jack, a 25 years old CEO of an industry named EMPIRE in England, who has achieved a lot at his young age. His cold demeanor is enough to send shivers into everyone's body. But there is something different about this man's identity. ------ "Open the door, Niya ", voiced a man in his cold yet commanding tone as he knocked on the door. " N-no, I will not ", Niya stuttered in a trembling voice as she stepped back into the room. " Niya, let's not play this hide and seek game. If you won't open the door in the next three seconds, then I might break this door ", the man stated with an affirmed voice as before. The man counted till two and stepped closer as he almost was going to count three when the door was opened. " Thank you for opening the door, my love!" He said as he entered inside, closing the door behind him. ----- Will Niya who knows the truth about Jack's identity will ever fall for him? Let's dive into the story to know more!!

Mira Clark is a wedding dress designer, who finds love in making dream marriages come true for others but the thought of being married is a phobia to her. ................................................ Ian a photographer with an unfulfilled promise to Myra Clark. A mistaken kiss and identity at a blind date towards Mira Clark. A fulfilled promise to the wrong Myra (Mira). ............................................... What happens when, both find out that this arose from a mistaken identity; will Mira, who never wanted to get married, want to tie the nuptial knot with Ian or will she affirm her stand on not getting married? Will he finally fulfill the promise he made, but a promise to which Myra (Mira) Clark? Join me as the story unfolds in this tale of mistaken identity, budding romance, love, betrayal, suspense, and secrets..............

" Is Mr Black having morning sickness?" " Bring me lemon no lime juice" Leon said " Right away Sir" " Young master Black should I call the doctor?" Zed asked. Such kind of love! he was actually feeling all that instead of his pregnant wife. ******* She wants to divorce him but why? because he kissed her?' "what is this?" His cold voice asked sternly. " It a court letter madam has filed a divorce and would like to cooperate if not to meet her in court" Ken said calmly despite feeling the heat coming from the boiling man. Gold could already feel the incoming headache, now what was Lai doing? he thought inwardly. This brought him three days ago. **** He was sitting on the couch in the living room with stern look as Lai didn't come home and it was already late past midnight. Her red sport car entered inside the mansion twenty minutes later on and with a dramatic entrance. Even the guards were left off guard with the way she stopped her car. Curiously everyone had their eyes on the door waiting for her, the butler swallowed his saliva as he could foresee the fight between his boss and madam. " Lai..." Gold called out angrily as he was extremely irritated. " Why are you so late?" He asked but again she ignored him. This time he didn't let go and grabbed her shoulders to get her attention. " I'm talking to you Lai!" Gold said furiously to her annoyance. " And I don't want to talk to you.....now take your #@@#*# hands off me" Lai swear and pushed his hands away. " You are drunk!, " Gold said more like affirm with disbelief. " Yeah I just got wasted myself why you wanna kill me?" Lai was so daring right now but he wasn't surprised she had always been since he knew her. " Article, two, four, five and seven violeted" he reminded her. " And you f##$ing kissed me without my consent who cares about the articles or the rules now" Lai said angrily and now he got the reason of her acting this way, She was angry and so he was, though he was tongue tied for a moment but still had that serious angry look. She had wasted herself, risk her life and even swear in front of his face violet all the rules listed. Lai could careless what he said or does from now on so she went to her bed and fall on it without care. Due to excessive alcohol she immediately fall asleep. It was just a kiss why was she acting like he took her life? he thought It took him few minutes just watching her sleep soundly before talking. " I'm sorry..." He said regretfully a very foreign word for him yet he said it with so much regret. " I'm sorry in advance because I don't regret kissing you Lai and I don't think I ever will," Gold said softly his fingers tracing her cheek gently to her annoyance. She was irritated even in her deep sleep was he that detestable to her? He thought inwardly and smiled at his pathetic state. Looking at her slightly parted lips which were now slightly red he sighed! he really was not okay. That night he didn't sleep in the same room as her and it had been so for three days now. He had thought she needed space who knew she would go extra miles to file a divorce!. That was so unexpected to him. ---------- The story is fictional No rape, definitely happy ending The book is about stories of couple with different life experience and past learning how to love and trust again. Emilia ( FL) and Leon ( ML) while my favorite couple Lai and Gold's story is later on developed. please read this book to know the amazing journey of the two,

Have you ever come across a tale where a character's immense strength disrupts the storyline's equilibrium? Readers ponder over how this formidable character could meet defeat, prompting the Author to carefully consider a logical resolution. This predicament often befalls non-protagonist characters—be they villains or supporting figures—ultimately leading to a tragic demise that shapes the main character's development. As I awoke in an unfamiliar bed, gazing at the ceiling of an unknown room, the realization dawned on me. Was I experiencing the clichéd phenomenon of transmigrating into the story I had just completed? Given my current state, the answer seemed affirmative. However, to my surprise, I found myself inhabiting the role of Fawwaz Nor Everglen—the strongest supporting character in the narrative, neither the reformed villain nor the cautious mob character entwined with the protagonist. While not as dire as previous cases, unsettling facts fueled my anxiety. I now embodied Fawwaz, a character with a myriad of scripted deaths designed to propel the protagonist's growth. His unbridled strength led to varied demises, from authoritative to ludicrous, profoundly influencing the story's trajectory through his pivotal connection with the protagonist. Fawwaz's predictable demise stemmed from the disruption he caused to the balance of power between good and evil. Moreover, every narrative path devised by the author seemed to culminate in two possibilities: my demise or the demise of all characters except the protagonist. It appeared the author had a penchant for tragic endings. Undeterred, I resolved to alter this fate. My goal was to ensure not only my own survival but also that of everyone else, fostering a happy conclusion. Armed with determination, I embarked on a journey to defy any potential future deaths.

The Empress Yang surmounted her throne on the swords and skulls of her adversaries she had amassed over the years, her Crown begotten of treachery and malice with her sceptre blemished with blood saw the most colossal talents corrupted by overwhelming ambitions and insatiable greed for power threatening the tranquility of the Empire, Turbulent undercurrents of revolution and insurgence ensuing, Renaissance colliding with tradition has the Mandate of Heaven compromised by fierce contentions for the Imperial Dragon Throne. When Ladies of the Palace along with Imperial Princes pull the strings, Courtiers call the shots as things start to crumble and fall apart, could this be affirmed itself sufficient a Genesis of the most appalling, most fatal, and most inglorious end? Also Known As; THE SILK CURTAIN Set in 13th Century Imperial China, The Southern Song Dynasty

"Go to The Celestial Academy... Z," These were the dying words of an old man sitting in front of Z. The other five people in front of him who were also sitting in a lotus position were smiling as they affirmed the words of the old man. Z was an orphan who was raised by these six masters. Since his youth, he was already nurtured with the tales about The Celestial Academy. It was the campus that housed all of the prodigies of Aetheria! Aetheria is now in the era of peace and stability; however, this can change in the snap of a finger since resources are always sparking wars. To remedy this, the great forces of the world created The Celestial Academy to house all the talents of the world. Instead of going to war, they used their children as their proxies, creating an academy with children that continuously changed the course of the world. After 20 years of teaching Z, his teachers time in the world had finally run out. A new era is about to dawn in Aetheria as Z takes his step toward The Celestial Academy.

Alpha Centauri Leonis is the tenth alpha of Golden moon pack. Centuries ago a war was imposed on his royal ancestors which radiated a curse on his pack. The last queen of Golden moon pack was a Saintes hybrid. She restricted the curse before dying but the war never ended. "I the Saintes and the wolf queen affirms that the last Saintes will be born in the Saintes garden. She will not only bring justice to my pack but will also lift the curse." The Saintes land vanished after her death. Centauri Leonis has greater tasks to face, first he found his mate despite being cursed and she came with many secrets in his life. Second the alpha himself is married and cannot abandon his Luna. Third he has to find the Saintes because the war will continue soon which only the Saintes can resolve. To know more about the curse and to join Alpha in his struggles and war for justice must read the novel.

Jonas was a young College Student at Kibich College. He was gifted to stop the Armageddon but had no clue. His mother knew it from her grandmother but kept it secret. David, his father was a soldier. He was recently dishonorably discharged from the forces for disobeying a direct order. A decision that saved his life, his colleagues and the hostages. In both College and at home, Jonas life was hell because of his gift. The Clairvoyant, the mysterious antagonist, was in search of the identity of the gifted. His goal was to rule Earth. Only the chosen stood in his way. He infiltrated high ranks of the government and corrupted several officials who swore allegiance to his cause. He used them to commit unusual crimes among them callous murders just to flash out the gifted. For years, he was searching eliminating each that was born. Jean and John, KCPD homicide detectives at Kibich central precinct were busy trying to solve the crimes without mountable success. They encountered puzzles and riddles inscribed on bodies that they had no clue of solving whatsoever. In their desperation, John came across an article written by one Rebecca Maya many years past. The attention catcher was the article’s talk about the end times. Since the nature of death mimicked the work of a beast, they classified it a lead worth their time. That took them straight to David's home, former Rebecca Maya’s residence in search of clues. Jessica, Jonas mother and Rebecca Maya’s granddaughter, whom is well affirmed to the history, repudiated to help in the name of protecting his son. Jonas’ safety was the very reason she kept the secret from him and his father David until; she could not anymore. Before they left the compound, Jonas and his father, whom were away, arrived and changed their perspective and the course of everything. Jonas astonished everyone by knowing Jean, though he never knew of her line of work, whom he had never met in person. Among the strange dreams he had was her image. He showed his records of the dreams to them for proof of his story. Besides Jean's image, there was the first puzzle the detectives had found on the first victim. The detectives took Jonas with them for more investigations. His father, who was already aware of his son's gift offered to help as well. Aware of his military background; Jean went against protocol and approved him to accompany them. On arrival at the precinct, that which was meant to be investigations turned to something else. Jonas and his father became consultants to help the detectives make sense of it all as the mysterious murder cases increased. As they made efforts, Jonas was learning about his gift and the enormity of the gift and task ahead. Besides the extinction theory, which by then had become a fact, they uncovered deep darks secrets and colossal government conspiracies. With his identity exposed and known to the Clairvoyant, he fought them with everything he had at his disposal. From corrupting members of the task force to killing anyone and everyone that stood in his way. This action left a trail of bodies and sorrow on its wake. Besides Jonas and his great grandmother’s journals, the team discovered a higher power that was helping them. With all their skills coming short, they finally resulted to the church for answers. Putting the church, journals and their skills in play, they managed to identify the Clairvoyant and sent him back to hades.

Rosé Taylor, or as she would say "My friends call me Ross", is in her last year of her art major. Quiet but affirm she currently lives in her studio with her cat, Mellow. The royal family, The Saber's, have brought back an old tradition that was once diminished years ago, giving Amaranthine University students a once in a lifetime opportunity. But these old traditions bring back even older enemies with retribution still held. The Kingdom Amaranthine Stands to be the most glorious of nations to soon to be passed over to the crowned prince, Vincent Saber.. who Rosè cant seem to stop bumping into, literally. "When you become this close to someone like me, the world becomes either your pitfall or your saviour" In this new world of secrets, romance and dangers.. Rosé must hold onto what she holds dearest.

What do you do when you completely fall in love with your new class teacher. Forbidden love right? But what happens when you can't help but love him more after knowing he's a Vampire...you stay crazy with him cause that's exactly what Sophy did. Sophy Williams is your normal teenager with a wealthy background. Her father is the richest in the capital and her mom is the friendliest. As a society woman, Sophy watches the things she does. Bit everything starts to change as she falls for her class teacher. Harry Benjamin is what you want your normal Knight in shining armor to look like except that he doesn't ride a horse. With his extra handsome features, Harry might seem like a normal man but he's just a blood sucking monster who's out for Sophys blood. He's encountered Sophy in different lives but this time, he's dead serious about her. With lots of characters playing unimaginable roles, characters you don't want to be get stained, characters you don't even except to play a role. Watch out for surprises, betrayal, love, trust and sometimes things could just go as planned. 'No matter what am still his Sophia Sophy!' she replied affirmatively with a hint of sadness lacing her tone. 'And me?'

Valentina Amore, a name expresses how her parents are in love with each other — the speaker of love, they say. The beauty of love was the monstrous feeling she could ever feel— disgusts, hatred and anger. Thus, the magic of love was felt through her bones. The five languages of love: acts of service, words of affirmation, physical touch, quality time, and receiving gifts coexisted. The soldiers of these five languages clash for the ultimatum triumph— making Valentina fall in love.

Shen Maoi was quite helpless when she found herself transverse in a strange place with a mission i.e 'SPREADING THE MODERN MUSIC' which was quite absurb so as to say. As absurb as it may sound Shen Maoi has no other choice but to comply so that she can unlock the prop which can help her in protecting herself from this strange world where fantasy magic was shrouded. As much as Shen Maoi tried not to interwine herself with the novel protagonist the word 'Man decides but God discard' really fit her entanglement with the male protagonist. Farfalla box: 'And then I hear her song, her song meant for darkness, meant for me. I have lost myself in her, falling as deep as an abyss, I thought there's no way for me to fall any deeper but than I realize I was completely wrong, I found out I can still fall deeper into her and than I did exactly that. She pave her way through the darkness that was me, singing her way to my heart and soul and capture me firmly. I don't want to break free of her shakle, I want it to hold me tighter and I will let her do that, I won't give her a chance to loose her hold on me for I will destroy the World. she must hold me on.. never letting go for infinity' ....................... ............ Please don't copy or post my work at other website or App!! If you want please kindly request and wait for an approval of affirmation

Have you believed there is some female, whom the stupid vulgar call Holle, who is able to do a certain thing, such that those deceived by the devil affirm themselves by necessity and by command to be required to do, that is, with a crowd of demons transformed into the likeness of women, on fixed nights to be required to ride upon certain beasts, and to themselves be numbered in their company? If you have performed participation in this unbelief, you are required to do penance for one year on designated fast-days.

'User has cleared trial by fire! Unlocked hidden chapter' "Wohoo!! Fuck Yeah!" 'Boss fight iniated, Level 9 Demon, 'Duke Of Flames' has appeared' "Oh Shitt!! NO NO NO NO, HE SHOULDN'T BE HEREE!!" *KABOOM!!* 'User has died' 'Congratulations, user has died to a being with far superior power' 'Second Encounter will trigger the skill, 'Comeback' 'Would User like to restart from the beginning or load a checkpoint?' "Reload dammit! I refuse to be taken out this easily!" 'Affirmative, reloading checkpoint....reload successful' YOLO-You Only Live Once, that applies to everybody. Yeah, not for our Mc, nope. "I'm getting bored already, maybe I should sleep to death this time?" 'Congratulations, user has achieved the 'Not Sleeping Beauty' achievement.' "I wanna go back to the last checkpoint!" 'User is still alive, please die to return to a checkpoint' Basically Re:Zero at newbie difficulty. Read it and kill me by throwing stones at me, voting stones that is, not real stones. That's only if you like this work of course. I'll be updating daily, let's do a new kind of time loop themed novel shall we? Please give understandable reviews aight, thankss~

Somewhere on earth there is an evil genius estranged from the world. He also a mad scientist. He finally succeed making his greatest creation but the world won't allow it. Now he in the world of Mage where everything is allowed as long you has power. Set goal to become invincible. [Affirmative] ……

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Un sourire suffisant apparut sur les lèvres de sa demi-sœur lorsqu'elle révéla finalement qu'elle était réellement enceinte de l'enfant de son compagnon. La tentative inutile de son père de s'excuser, pour l'avoir ignorée tout ce temps, parce qu'il avait ses propres raisons et lui demandait de comprendre. Une supplique de pardon de la part de son compagnon alors qu'il la suppliait de ne pas le rejeter, affirmant que ce n'était qu'une stupide erreur qu'il n'aurait jamais dû commettre. Et pour couronner le tout, un alpha maudit du nord, à qui sa demi-sœur était en réalité promise, est ici pour récupérer sa dette, alors elle doit maintenant prendre sa place en tant que sacrifice. Zut !

Nora est anéantie un mois avant son mariage lorsqu'elle met au jour la liaison trompeuse de son fiancé. Alors qu'elle gère cette trahison, elle découvre un complot profond pour l'empêcher de réclamer son héritage légitime. Dévastée mais déterminée, Nora prend une mesure audacieuse pour reprendre le contrôle de sa vie. Entre en scène Démétri 'Le Démon' pour ceux qui le connaissent, un homme redoutable qu'elle connaît à peine, qui lui offre sa protection et son soutien en échange d'un mariage contractuel pour le satisfaire. Dans un retournement de destin, Nora épouse Démétri pour revendiquer son héritage et lutter contre ceux qui ont comploté contre elle. Mais alors qu'elle affronte sa propre famille et les nombreux rivaux de Démétri, sera-t-elle capable d'éviter de tomber amoureuse de l'homme connu pour écraser les gens sous le talon de sa botte. Extrait : Elle avait oublié que l'homme était intimidant et l'avait directement défié. Au lieu de parler, Démétri se leva de son siège et s'approcha d'elle délibérément. Bien que ce ne fût que quelques pas, le temps semblait s'étirer pour Nora. Lorsqu'il fut presque à portée de toucher, sa main se posa doucement sur son genou, l'écartant sur le côté. Son toucher glissait avec un soupçon de caresse, et il s'inséra entre ses jambes ouvertes. Nora restait là, en silence glacé, les yeux grands ouverts comme un cerf pris dans les phares. Attrapant son menton entre ses doigts, il inclina son visage vers le haut et parla sans hâte, "Tu es ma femme." Elle hocha la tête lentement en affirmation alors que son pouce traçait lentement sa lèvre. "Je t'ai donné du temps pour rassembler tes émotions." Un autre signe de tête. La nervosité de Nora la fit lécher ses lèvres, tout à fait consciente de son regard intense fixé sur elles. "Ta raison pour le mariage était de sécuriser ton héritage et de t'échapper de sous le pouce de ta mère." "Oui..." murmura Nora dans la confusion. Sa confusion n'était pas au sujet de sa déclaration, mais à propos des sensations déroutantes qui la traversaient. Que se passait-il avec elle ? "Il est temps pour toi de remplir ta part du contrat, n'est-ce pas ?" Il continua. "Oui," souffla Nora à bout de souffle. Pourquoi était-elle à bout de souffle ? Le niveau d'oxygène dans la maison avait-il baissé ? L'air devenait-il soudainement plus rare ? Soudainement, sa main quitta son visage, et elle le regarda se rapprocher. C'est alors que Nora comprit ce qui se déroulait. Tous ces baisers palpitants, à vous faire battre le cœur, qu'elle avait lus dans les romans, étaient sur le point de devenir peut-être sa réalité. Mais le baiser tant attendu n'eut pas lieu. Au lieu de cela, il s'arrêta près d'elle et ordonna, "Embrasse-moi."

The lord raised an eyebrow and said, "When I say one, you cannot answer with two." "Yes." So, she thought, answering with three should be fine, and it's not troublesome at all. "I want you to go east, you must not go west." "Yes." She nodded more submissively. If not east or west, then going north or south wouldn't be bad, not a big problem. "I forbid you to seek other men." "Yes!" She nodded even more affirmatively. She never sought out men; they usually came to her... [PS: The original title of this novel is "Bursting Laughter Concubine: Lord, I Will Wait for You to Divorce Your Wife."]