Jiraiya Peeks

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Braken was a broke, hungry 16-year-old rapper — surviving off scraps, ducking gunfire, and dreaming of a better life. One wrong step, and he caught a hundred bullets in the chest. But death wasn’t the end. He wakes up in a new world… as a baby. No electricity. No cities. Just mana, monsters, swords, and a wooden cabin in the slums. Raised by an old woman who teaches him magic instead of math, Braken never forgets where he came from — or what he died chasing. Now 12, he’s built his first gun in a world where guns don’t exist. He’s enrolling in a magical academy full of nobles who look down on kids from the gutters. But Braken? He don’t bend. He talks slick, hits hard, and moves like a street ninja. From inventing mana-powered Dracos, to dodging nobles, peeking in bathhouses, and building underground fight clubs — Braken’s here to eat, win, and live like the king he never got to be.

[Warning: Mature content for adult audiences only (above age 18)] To be a superhero, you don't need misfortune, forced experiment, second chance after death or death of your loved ones. All you need is to listen to your heart. Eron Moon was one such super who became a superhero with his superpower "fantasy" and mechanical skills, only to build his harem full of superbabes. But, will he be only a selfish playboy? Or the best superhero ever? Peek in his adult tale in a world of supers. [Please read the complete synopsis so you can find reasons to read this book.] ... [Special note: There will be mmf and ffm type mature content too. Search it if you don't know. Then decide to read this book.] Other Tags: Harem, polyamory, superpowers, MILF, adult dialogues, R18, symbiotes, vampires, wolves, witches, magic, cultivation, consensual, metaphysics, action, demons, elves, dwarves, monsters, mutants, etc. The cover is devoted to MC's super mom. A/N: All characters above age 18. No manipulation, mind control, or forced sexual activity.

Shawney Wayman had turn down the few proposal her father had gotten for her, all because they wanted the small inheritance she had. With the urging of her dad to leave home because of the way the family had treated her. Shawney leaves and returned after three long years only to learn that her dad was buried the day before her return. Hurting and alone Shawney realized the family hasn’t changed and decided to leave home once again. When a very interesting proposal was offered to her peeking her interest, Shawney decided to visit San Francisco.

Abandoned and bullied by servants in a home where her family is rarely present, Missy’s only comfort is her devoted nanny until tragedy strikes. Alone and heartbroken, she finds unexpected kindness from the crown prince in a secret garden. When he tells her she must become stronger before they can be together, Missy vows to rise from weakness to power. Watch her transform from a lonely girl into a force no one can ignore. For more info and sneak peeks, contact me on Discord: https://discord.gg/GASvRbXB5m Gmail: queensleeping23@gmail.com

Highschool Fighter In a world where fists speak louder than words, one boy fights to survive, to protect, and to rise. At just 16, Alex is known for his cold, serious eyes and silent strength. Behind that expression hides a broken home, a struggling mother, and a heart filled with untold pain. But Alex doesn’t ask for help—he trains. Under the guidance of Coach Ray, he dives deep into the brutal world of boxing, mastering the peek-a-boo style and later combining it with deadly counter-punching techniques. As he climbs through his first tournament, Alex learns that fighting isn’t just about winning matches—it’s about protecting those who can’t fight for themselves. Whether it’s standing up to school bullies or defending his friends from street gangs, Alex never backs down. Balancing school, endless part-time jobs, and blood-sweat training, Alex begins learning Muay Thai and Taekwondo, forging himself into a fighter no one saw coming. But behind every opponent in the ring lies a deeper challenge: poverty, loneliness, and the weight of becoming a man before his time. This is more than a story about fighting. It’s about a young warrior who learns to carry the world—and never let it crush him.

My name is Evren Lestir. Once, I was a girl who saw the world in colors so bright, they could warm even the coldest soul. But life has a cruel way of testing even the brightest flames. After losing everything I held dear, I drifted through a hollow existence—numb to the world, blind to its colors, and deaf to its call. I thought nothing could reignite the light I lost. Then The System found me. With shimmering blue panels and words that hummed like perfect promises, it pulled me into another reality—a maze of endless worlds stitched together by missions, monsters, and the illusion of progress. A labyrinth where forward was the only option. At first, I thought it was salvation. Each step, each battle, each drop of blood painted forgotten colors back into my world. I grew drunk on the hues I had lost, chasing the sky’s beauty with a childlike wonder, believing the fields and hills before me were all there was. But a torch shining in a narrow corridor can make even a prison look like a palace. In truth, I was a frog at the bottom of a well, gazing at a fragment of a sky—naïve to the infinite world beyond the gritty stone walls built by The System. But after a mistake in that omnipotent construct, I found myself peeking through a crack in the wall, presented with a fragment of the truth I never saw. This maze was never meant to be escaped. It was never meant to be climbed—not even to glimpse the sky beyond. Yet through that slender crack, a flicker of sunlight ignited something long-buried within me—a spark of the campfire I once carried. I will chase that light. I will see beyond these walls. And I will remember the world they tried to bury. Even if every strike I make against the walls sends ripples of ruin through the maze.

In a world reduced to silence, Soo Min-ji wakes up alone… and alive. No people, No houses, No cities, No activities, Nothing. When a mysterious system interface suddenly appears before her eyes, Min-ji learns she’s no ordinary survivor. The Aegenesis System has chosen her as its host.    Tasked with surviving, and eventually rebuilding the very world that collapsed, she must fight her way to the very top, crushing those creatures that made her life a living hell on doomsday.   She has to stand her ground, she wants to re- write her fate, Heavens decided to grant her a second chance, she can not afford to waste it.. Then.. but then.. she has to build the world with a zombie? One of those who had destroyed her entire life? He wakes up as a B ranked zombie, given another chance to atone for the sins of his race. He has to assist in building the world from scratch again. Then he can pay for his race's sins, make amends with the human race, and their kinds can live together, side by side, but in order to do that he has to build it with a Human! Just how hard can this get?   ---   Initializing Fresh spawn protocol...] [Activating AEGENESIS system...] [------75%] Loading complete!] [Host detected; Soo Min-ji] [You just defeated a level 1 Zombie- Flesh walker. LP +10 points!] [Leveled up!] [Level 1: Rank E; Fresh spawn] So those creatures were zombies? ---- Join our community discord group, for sneak peeks, chapter discussions and lots more.. https://discord.com/invite/SCEtrsru

When even death itself sees no difference between an innocent infant and a corrupted man, how else can one survive, especially in the face of war and bloodshed? With the kingdom of the Northern Island tearing itself apart with a rebellion and a civil war on the way, what is stopping the kingdom from collapsing entirely? As a prince and the true heir to the throne, Orevian Ballister must grasp the throne, taking up arms to lead those loyal to him through lands he has never been to before-- the windy mountains of the Rocklands, the fertile fields of the East Plains, and the spring-born lands of the South Cradle. The eyes of the rebels and the unbelievers lurk in the shadows and their steel awaits for theirs, but hope is stronger than fear, and hope is certainly not lost. Follow each unique character down the path of bloodshed as the rebellion ravages across the lands while an impending civil war peeks its head. Witness the rise and fall of heroes as those with the strongest will fight to survive this messed up world. This is the Tale of Blades and Blood.

Kasela Winneys, a sixteen years old beautiful and innocent girl gets enrolls into a prestigious school which unknown to her is a school full of vampires. There she re-encounters Regalus Rogers, a cold handsome and aloof guy who is tasked with protecting her, and unwillingly he protects her from the predators trying to prey on the Junior and younger human students in the school. She also becomes entangled with Jason Sanders an overworldly handsome, friendly and renown actor who saves her from a deadly fall. He is also Regalus rival who becomes bent on having her. (Sneak Peek into a chapter) "Little Rose, do you know what's my favorite scent?", he asked and she shooked her head, her heart hammering in her chest as he stepped closer "it's the rose scent" he said and caressed her cheek and he leaned down to sniff her neck and also whisper to her "I don't like my scent getting tainted by another and if I perceive my little rose with his scent again I will make sure to wash her body squeaky clean" he declared and she shivered as he blew warm air on her cheeks. Kasela is eventually caught between the two guys who will go to any length to claim her. Will her life turn out for the worst? Or the best? Who do you think she will end up with? Find out in this intriguing and interesting book. This story development is very slow (and a slow burn romance). The cover image for this novel is not mine. I just edited it. All credit goes to the artist that draws it. This work is fictional and all the characters and places are fictional.

Yuto Sakamura was just another tired office worker, until he saw something he wasn’t supposed to. Now he's dead... kind of. Reincarnated in another world as a bottom-tier Demon King Intern, Yuto must navigate glitchy systems, sarcastic goblins, and a kingdom that starts with a rock and zero toilets. Armed with cold logic, dark humor, and a very slow-growing power curve, he’ll climb from nothing to infamy, one absurd quest at a time. He’s not the hero this world wanted. He’s not even sure he’s the villain. But he will build an empire, eventually. **Credits** Huge thanks to the amazing people who helped bring this chaotic world to life: *InstantNoddles* - for the noodles and the narrative fuel *Lil Dasha* - for the cutest chaos and creative support *2Persona* - for dual perspectives and sharp plot insights Join the community, get sneak peeks, memes, and chapter updates: Discord: https://discord.gg/VxSM5P3J

"Thank you. Well, now that I've managed to ruin breakfast," Lyra began, attempting a sheepish smile. "Apologies for that, by the way…" She tilted her head slightly, trying to come across as both remorseful and adorable. Elias didn't miss a beat. "Oh, you apologise in your world? I thought it was a foreign concept to you." Lyra raised an eyebrow. "Uh… am I missing something? Am I supposed to owe you any other apology aside from this?" She gestured dramatically at the battlefield formerly known as the breakfast table. "I guess we can consider bumping into a man while stark naked the norm in your world, then?" Lyra's jaw dropped in outrage, and she immediately slapped her palm to the table. "Bumping? You bumped into me! You were in the room without knocking!!! You wanted to see me naked!!!" "Oh, speak a little bit louder," he said in a low, venomously sarcastic tone. "I don't think the entire castle heard you. Please, by all means—broadcast to the staff, the kitchen, the stables—that you, an unmarried lady… yes?... were alone in a room with a bachelor. Oh wait, naked!" He leaned in with a smirk. "That's not the scandal of the century. So go on… speak even louder. Maybe the bards will write a song about it." Lyra narrowed her eyes at him. "You're an asshole," she said.  "You're a constipated… sad… pompous… asshole!!! You know that?" she shot back, rising to her feet. Thaddeus, who had quietly been trying to clean up the spill without being noticed, froze in place. How is it that anyone could speak to the prince this way? And get away with it. Even Lady Lirae, whom he was head over heels in love with wouldn't dare. "I wouldn't know…" Elias said, his lips twitching into a devilish smirk. "I have never peeked into an ass's hole before. Apparently, you have, seeing how you're being quite graphic. Tell me, Miss Lyra… what else did you find in there?" ***** Trapped in another world, where carriages are ridden instead of Ubers, Lily is apparently the doppelgänger of a missing/dead noblewoman. She meets the brooding, annoyingly handsome prince- Elias who is constantly amazed at how improper she is. But when Lyra finds out that Elias was on trial for the disappearance of her doppelganger. She is frightened into desperately finding a way out of the Cursed Terra Lucida. Elias offers her a deal, if she can pretend to be Lirae until he can find out what happened to her, then he would help her find her way back to her world. And so it begins, a fake engagement, a rushed wedding and the unravelling of a plot so evil, it would shake the entire Terra Lucida. WARNING; includes very sexy and steamy detailing.

In a world brimming with hidden technology and fractured loyalties, Hamza Rashid, a teenage boy living in New York, secretly fights crime under the name Spectra. Gifted with unimaginable powers from a mysterious alien artifact, Hamza wrestles with his identity, his past, and the dangerous future waiting to unfold. But not all threats wear a villain’s mask. Join the official Discord server for updates, discussion, and sneak peeks! [https://discord.gg/D2y6RYeHks]

An Alien Cupid , a Human girl who wants to lead and a Human boy who wants to save the world. An Alien Cupid with Toxic Pheromones and a deadly game to find his love match. This book's giving playing with feelings a whole new meaning. I'm an homeless Author and this book has 37 k reads under a different name but I had to abandon it due to stalkers and haters who want to harm me. Please donate to my cashapp $blockednormal My Instagram is @webnovelreaderonline THIS IS A SNEAK PEEK You can buy an exclusive copy of EMONIC with the other chapters through the link in my Instagram bio ✨

Jung Haneul is a handsome, talented pro gamer and the only son of Korea’s top tech CEO. But after years of living like a shut-in, his parents snap — seizing his console and threatening to delete his precious game data unless he gets a job. Clueless about the real world, Haneul is shoved into an unexpected lifeline: his mom’s friend runs an idol company. Now, with zero idol skills and a whole lot of pride, Haneul must survive flashy auditions, chaotic dance practices, and screaming fans — all to save his digital kingdom. Game over? Not yet. “From game king to idol trainee — saving his data means surviving the stage.” For more info and sneak peeks, contact me on Discord: https://discord.gg/GASvRbXB5m Gmail: queensleeping23@gmail.com

A boy filled with expectations to get his ability got a huge shock. With a ability that gives him protection during his sleep. When he gone to sleep a huge change happened caused him to sleep for 1000 years when he woke up the whole world changes and now he was left all alone in the world. The boy ignorant of the changes caused a phenomenon on waking up caused the world's will shiver. On his 1000 years of sleep he attained something that most of the overlords of the universe may get to know of its existence. The rulers authority of dream, that made him sovereign of dream. This is his journey to the peek from where he fell down, and to go beyond and find those reason for his fall. *Hello guys this is my first time writing a story other than writing on exams. Most of my story is based on my inspiration on the novel I read and some personal imaginations on what if it happens on reality. And also English is not my language so bare with writings and comment your thoughts on it*

"Cursed by vengeance, bound by fate" ************* "In shadows' embrace, grudges entwine, A tale of vengeance, an oath malign. Two souls adrift, in darkness they're bound, Seeking redemption, a fate unbound. Whispers of old wounds, revenge takes its hold, In the labyrinth of grudges, stories unfold. A dance of darkness, a symphony of pain, In the web of hatred, hearts break and strain. Forgiveness withheld, destinies entwined, In the shadows of vengeance, souls confined. Through echoes of spite, their paths converge, In 'The Entangled Grudge,' a tale they urge." *************** Jade Collins thought she was coming home to peace — instead, she walked into her father's funeral and a legacy soaked in blood. Thrust into the heart of a mafia empire she never asked for, Jade must navigate betrayal, secrets, and a power struggle she’s unprepared to face. But something else is watching her. Something not of this world. A voice whispers her name. A presence lingers in the dark. Memories that aren't hers begin to haunt her. As she unravels the mystery behind her father's death, she finds herself drawn to the one soul she should fear the most. A bond forms — impossible, dangerous, and otherworldly. Because the dead don’t always rest. And love doesn’t always come from the living. **Sneak Peek** Jade says, eyes narrowing, voice dripping with defiance “You think you can control me, Tristen? You’re nothing to me.” Tristen with a dark smile curling on his lips, his voice a low whisper in her ear “Perhaps. But your past... and your heart—both belong to me now, Jade. Whether you like it or not.” Jade steps back, her eyes flashing with fury “You don’t get to decide that for me. I’ll break free of your chains, even if it means burning this whole world down.” Tristen speaks, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of admiration and menace “Then burn it. I’ll watch, and when it’s all gone, I’ll still be here—waiting.” ************* Can vengeance ever sleep when hearts refuse to forget? Will their hearts heal a history of bloodshed—or will they be doomed to repeat it?

What started as a simple night-time robbery turned into an experience he'll never forget. Dezhong Prince, a cunning teenager,, spent the last day of an old year robbing a simple store with his friends until he took a detour that changed his life. While moving through, he's met with a beast that torments him throughout the whole night until he receives this: [Congratulations. You are the first to receive The Beast System.] Knowing he isn't the only one with the beast system, Dezhong must now grow stronger for when he encounters the others. However, he's also faced with another quest, [Discover the Shadow King.] Find out more in Awakened: The Beast System. Instagram: jt3art. Discord:https://discord.gg/fXdgzMrsmQ. -------------- Release rate: One chapter a day(bear with me, this isn't the only novel I have.) This is my first werewolf novel and it's got a lot of references to famous werewolf novels as well so, feel free to comment and let me know whether its good or not. Don't forget to comment, LEAVE A REVIEW, and vote with powerstones. Golden tickets are highly appreciated as well. Join the Discord server for sneak peeks, character images, and have a character of your own added to the novel. See you there.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it Updates will come in soon And I'm sorry for my bad grammar and mistakes, I learnt English so I would be able to write my novels in English and English is my second language I would write a little sneak peek for my novel but that would spoil it for all of you because I have prepared two plot twists for you and my novel might end up being a short story, less than a hundred chapters since this is my first writing but I hope you'll love it I don't know if my plot twists are actually called plot twist but when you read it, you'll know and I don't want to give you high expectations so you will not be disappointed because I know I'm not skilled enough to live up to anyone's expectations Just please enjoy it so I'll be given the energy to write more chapters in my next novel

(Warning: Mature Content - R-18) Yaxi is trash, a timid rat wallowing in the mud. No one notices her, no one loves her. That is, until one day, Chen Ling—the golden boy she’s secretly obsessed with—is cast aside by his family and girlfriend, abandoned by all. She transforms into the venomous sidekick, plucks the fallen Chen Ling from the garbage heap, and claims him as her dog. She commands him to fuck her. But then, one day, the dog finds its true master. She tries to toss him aside for someone new. Shen Ling storms through the door, eyes blazing red, tears streaming, ripping her off the other body. “You can fuck whoever you want,” he pleads, “but let me join. Please.” Get A Sneak Peek “Don’t just talk the talk; you need to do something to show me you understand.” She abruptly pushed Chen Ling onto the bed, spread the blanket, and straddled him with her right leg. The blanket was heavy, pressing her down, and her face “plopped” onto Chen Ling’s chest. Chen Ling, who had been perfectly calm moments ago, had a tremor in his eyes, but Yaxi didn’t notice. She had prepared to be fierce and intimidating today, to scare him into submission. Now, with her legs clamping his waist and bent beside his thighs, and because she was lying down, her butt was slightly raised, her soft breasts pressing against his abdomen. The position was very strange. Meanwhile, Chen Ling’s body was stiff—not just his bones, but his muscles, taut with tension. Yaxi suddenly realized that he only seemed slim usually because of his height and good proportions. This made her feel less imposing. To make matters worse, Chen Ling’s hands were supporting her butt, lifting it slightly. ...

Kang Jaeyoung had been close friends with Yeon Jeonghoo since their first year of middle school. With their parents mostly out of the picture, they naturally relied on each other throughout their struggles. But after being told that his soul was inadvertently placed in the wrong world, Jaeyoung is suddenly punished with nightmares. At first, they weren’t so bad, but they got increasingly disturbing over time. Eventually, they were so unbearable that he was afraid to fall asleep. It was then that he discovered that when he slept while being in some sort of physical contact with Jeonghoo, he drowsed restfully and dreamlessly. At that realization, Jaeyoung embarrassedly asked Jeonghoo to sleep beside him at night. But as their feelings grow even deeper than their initial depth, their “unrequited” loves become intertwined, breaking through the barrier and extending beyond. Light begins to peek through the cracks, undeniably bound to shed its beams upon hidden devotions once that wall inevitably collapses. Deeply devoted and clingy top (Yeon Jeonghoo) x Completely smitten and caring bottom (Kang Jaeyoung) *This. Is. An. Omegaverse! I repeat! OMEGAVERSE!!! *Friends to lovers *There will be smut *This is a light read. Do not expect incredible plot twists or excellent wording. There will be a few original aspects and I’m actively avoiding cliches, especially some VERY overused ones, but I can’t guarantee that they will be nonexistent.

Atticus, the eccentric and powerful God of Worlds, defies divine rules by skipping a critical meeting to appoint a new omnipotent god. But when he senses a troubling disturbance in one of his created worlds-where the population is mysteriously dying-he takes human form and ventures there himself. Witnessing a fierce battle between two men, Atticus becomes intrigued and decides to intervene. Using his extraordinary power, he turns back time to when Cael, a strong and determined noble youth, was just fifteen. For more info and sneak peeks, contact me on Discord: https://discord.gg/GASvRbXB5m Gmail: queensleeping23@gmail.com

She carefully observed her surroundings and snuck past the hallway, hiding in a locker's shadow just in time to remain undiscovered. Once her pursuer left the hallway, she slowly stepped out from her hiding place and cautiously made her way to her destination. She checked her surroundings once again before finally dashing out of the entrance at top speed. As soon as she made it out, she took a left turn and hid before she could be spotted. She crouched there, breathing out in short gasps as she slowly peeked around the corner to see if her pursuer was closeby. Not seeing the presence of a single being, she let out a sigh of relief. She turned her back to the building trying to get as far from it as she could. She finally felt some hope when the gate was in sight. Almost there. Once she crossed that gate, they wouldn't be able to catch her. She was just a few more steps from it when her heart suddenly chilled. She turned around and a tall shadow loomed above her. "Are you trying to escape?" The shadow asked. The setting sun's rays fell upon her and she squinted her eyes, unable to see the shadow's face. However, she had no need to (see). The voice made chills run down her spine. She could recognize it anywhere... ........... Most novels begin with a normal MC living a normal life when everything takes a turn and all hell breaks loose... Before things all began, Amber was... mostly normal. Her life was... it barely made it into the quota, but it was still normal. How did it all begin? Just a phone call. Yes, ONE phone call. Who called? Just an acquaintance... Then why are we sharing her story, you ask? Because her life changed. No, no, it didn't take a turn. It just veered off the path it was going on. And I'm here to share with you the story of Amber Sinclair. P.S: This is NOT a horror story. NO NEED to proceed at your own risk. XXX The cover page is NOT my own. It was taken from the internet and the source names 'Kushinov Ilya' as the rightful owner of the art. If there is an issue with my usage of the image, please let me know and I will remove it. I just felt like the woman in the art was extremely similar to my idea of Amber XXX

naruto es desterrado de konoha luego de recuperar a sasuke, determinado en volver naruto entrenará con jiraiya, en su viaje encontraron unas ruinas del clan uzumaki dentro naruto encontró un pergamino, ansioso imito las señales de manos para el jutsu pero de un momento a otro caía del cielo, naruto se salvo solo para ser atacado por un joven de su edad, antes de matarlo naruto fue detenido por la voz de una joven de su misma edad, el le pidió respuestas sobre donde estaba ¿tribu agua del sur? ¿avatar?, sigue a naruto en su travesía en otro mundo

She was never meant to marry a god. Especially not the Vampire God. For nineteen years, Roseline lived under strange, suffocating rules: Never go out at night. Never wear colorful clothes. Never attract attention. In the quiet town of Techny, tales of vampires were whispered in fear—ancient myths meant to scare children. But for Roseline, those tales were warnings. Warnings she never fully understood… until the night they came for her. Born under the Blood Moon, she was marked from birth—destined to become the bride of the Vampire God, a cursed fate sealed in blood and shadow. Dragged into a world of eternal night, Roseline finds herself trapped in a royal, sinister court, married to a darkly powerful being with red eyes, a dangerous aura, and secrets older than time. He is cruel. He is cold. He is irresistibly beautiful. And now, he owns her. But Roseline is no ordinary bride. As she unravels the truth about her heritage, the vampires’ curse, and the reason her parents have been in comas for thirteen years, she discovers a power within her that could shatter both realms. Caught between a love she never asked for, a past drenched in betrayal, and a destiny darker than she imagined, Roseline must choose: Surrender to the Vampire God… Or become the Queen who rewrites fate itself. --- Excerpt: The grand hall buzzed with music, laughter, and elegance—but Rosaline felt like an invisible ghost among the glittering nobles, just another waitress carrying wine on a silver tray. Until fate, cruel and twisted, decided to strike. As she reached one of the most luxurious tables in the room, her heel slipped on the polished floor. The tray tilted, the wine surged, and in a blink, the deep red liquid splashed across the expensive suit of the most intimidating man she'd ever seen. The goblet shattered. She crashed to the ground with a gasp, heart slamming against her chest. The music stopped. Conversations died. All eyes turned. Rosaline’s breath hitched as she scrambled to her knees. “I-I’m so sorry, sir…” she whispered, head bowed in shame. He rose slowly from his seat—Prince Stefan, the empire’s most powerful noble, though Rosaline didn’t know that. All she knew was that he smelled of wealth, power… and something dangerously otherworldly. His eyes— black, piercing, unreadable—locked onto her like a predator studying prey. He was magnetic. Regal. And terrifyingly silent. Everyone expected him to shout, to demand her job, her punishment. But instead, he tilted his head. His gaze trailed across her face… then down to the soft skin of her neck, where a faded birthmark peeked out—shaped like a crescent moon. The mark. His breath caught. His expression shifted. She was the one. The bride of the Vampire God. The girl bound to him by blood, fate… and a curse centuries old. Kavin nudged him, trying to snap him out of his daze, but Stefan couldn’t look away. “You…” he murmured, his voice low, smooth like dark velvet, “...you’ve grown into someone far more captivating than I expected.” Rosaline blinked, confused. She didn’t know why he looked at her like that. She didn’t know who he really was. But something in his gaze made her chest flutter. He took a step closer. Close enough for her to feel the heat rolling off his body. The way he looked at her made her skin tingle—like he was peeling back her soul. “Tell me, beautiful,” he said, lips curling into a teasing smile, “would you go on a date with me… and save yourself from losing this job?” Gasps echoed again. A date? With him? Rosaline’s heart threatened to jump out of her chest. Who was this man really? And why did her heart feel like it was being claimed by something ancient and forbidden?

"That's not possible," Luna said, her voice cracking. "There must be some mistake." The woman shrugged and kept walking, leaving Luna frozen in place. This couldn't be happening. Just three nights ago, Kaelen had hugged her close and told her how special she was to him. He had kissed her and promised they would always be together. "I need to see for myself," Luna whispered. Instead of using the front door where everyone else was going, Luna snuck around to the back of the house. She knew which window looked into Kaelen's room – she had climbed through it many times when they wanted to be alone. Luna peeked through the window and her heart stopped. There he was. Kaelen looked more handsome than ever in a black suit. His dark hair was neatly combed, and he was smiling into a mirror as another guy, his beta, Thomas helped adjust his tie. "Nervous, Alpha?" Thomas asked. "Not at all," Kaelen answered. "Marrying Serena is the right thing for the pack. She's going to make the perfect Luna." Luna. That's what they called the Alpha's mate. Luna had dreamed of being Kaelen's Luna someday. Luna thought she was special, the one Omega that could capture the heart of the Alpha Kaelen. But when she discovers she is pregnant with his child, he marries another, leaving her broken and alone. Fleeing with nothing but her pride and her unborn child, Luna finds refuge with Aric, a mysterious man whose soul is bound to hers in a way she never expected. As Kaelen relentlessly searches for her, Luna must navigate a dangerous world filled with betrayal, secret alliances, and a destiny that will change the werewolf world forever. Torn between the love of two men and the legacy of her bloodline, Luna must decide what kind of future she will choose-one of power, love, or vengeance.

Even after a hundred thousand loops, Pace couldn’t save humanity. Not from the war. Not from the greed of six alien races tearing reality apart over scraps of power in a world of Magic, machines, and monsters—it all ended the same. Until now. The realm of Chained Gates peeks from above. Filled with mysteries entities bestowing power to those who share their stories. Those worthy of being their protege. Worthy of commanding domains as vast as concepts like love and war. After all anyone can become a deity in the world of the Sink Virus, all you have to do is knock. Chosen by the gate of the Fool. The power of impossibility, Pace must navigate this war protecting everyone he loves, because this is the last loop. The final chance, and for the first time in years he doesn’t get redos. Follow Pace as he makes the impossible—possible. Controlling the six races from behind the scenes, the ruler in the shadows. The deity of possibilities. The leader of the Garden of Lies. After all belief is power. [small bite sized lore drops about the world will be in the authors note section, these are not important for the plot but are provided for more immersion per say]

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.

This book is a collection of short stories and random story ideas. Like a peek into a writer’s sketchbook. If you like bite-sized fiction or need a little inspiration, there’s something here for you. Genres You May Encounter: Sci Fi Dark Romance Slice of Life Fantasy Types of Writing: Stories Poems Parodies Content Warning: slight swearing and dark themes See my full sized book here: Our High School Days - https://www.webnovel.com/book/our-high-school-days_32364298508422605 If you would like to send me a message to give me feedback or just to chat, send me a message here: https://mydramalist.com/profile/MangoTree7 This is MyDramaList, where I can take messages. Unfortunately, you will need to make an account first (if you don't already have one) to send messages. If that doesn't work for you, you can also email me at mihuixiao7@gmail.com. I reply very quickly, so hope to here from you! Feedback is welcome. I'm begging for it honesty Happy reading!

“Part those legs for me, doll.” His deep voice sent shivers rolling down her spine and Rue shuddered as her skin grew hotter, while her stomach clenched ever more. Her mouth was dry, and when she attempted to speak, all that came out was a breathless gasp as his grip around her throat tightened. She wanted to remind him that they were in public and this was beyond scandalous, because people— their classmates, were present right now. “Who’s my good girl?” His lips were hot against her ear while his hand around her throat moved up to tangle in her hair, wrenching her head back and knocking a choked sound from deep within her. At once, his scorching lips began to litter marks over her pale throat. “I am.” “Go ahead and do as told.” He drawled, lips curling darkly and she exhaled shakily, shifting awkwardly on the teacher’s desk she was perched on by Knox, minutes ago. She was so aroused, she felt like she might go up in flames. “But there are people present with us…” Knot rose to his full height and glanced behind him for a moment, then he firmly snagged her chin and waved around the crowd. “Are any of them looking?” Truly, no one was looking- they all had their heads over their desks after Knox ordered them to, and none was peeking. “N- no… but–” He tilted her chin upward and kissed her hard, and she whined, her eyelids fluttering weakly when he pulled away. “Quit fretting, Princess. No one would dare peek, not with me present. Except they want to die, that is. Because, anyone aside from me, that gets to see you this way— with your eyes hazy with pleasure, with your cheeks flushed beautifully and your sinfully lips swollen, wet and bruised from being thoroughly kissed… don’t deserve to see another day.” ••|••|•• Slaving away from birth and being picked on by everyone for being different, Rue knew better than to ever expect anything good from life. Her fate worsened when at sixteen, she suddenly got a heat that affected every man in the pack, and since then, she was locked away for everyone’s sanity. Her horrible pack sells her off to a popular pack to be their breeder, but she discovers she was bought for a different intent— there’s something inside her, something strong and very powerful, and for that power to be harnessed, she’s to be killed. However, she is surprisingly rescued, had her heat suppressed, then in order to protect her and keep her hidden, she is disguised as a boy and enrolled into Syrulix, a popular school for supernaturals, known for their good reputation and their love for peace. Rue is certain she’d effortlessly blend in and won’t face any hitch. However, over the years, Syrulix has changed from what everyone believes it is. Now, Syrulix is a supernatural school that houses rebels, delinquents and psychopaths. The students were not only dangerous, they were violent monsters whose only goals were rising to the top and claiming ultimate control and strength. The weak couldn’t survive in a school like that, and someone like Rue—- small, weak and broken, who is too doll-like for a ‘boy’ and attracts attention without trying? She instantly knew her life was fucked. But that was before she was claimed by Knox, the most powerful Alpha prince of the school, whose name sends people falling to their knees from fright. He is as dangerous and as mad as the disturbing rumors claim. To be owned by a psychopath like this— who never takes his skull mask off, is to be doomed. How is Rue going to survive? And how is she going to successfully keep her disguise up in a school like this? Who is after her and what’s trapped inside of her? Find out!