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Getting a Sugar Mommy in Cultivation World!!

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] -------------------- Discord link--https://discord.gg/9gxbPb6Gqb ------------------ In the middle of nowhere, where there was no beginning nor end, a voice echoed, shaking the space a little. “NO!!! This was not why I died; I have to go back. Fu—.” Noah, who was the god in a magical world, dies at the hand of a weak mage. It seemed everything was under his control, but he panicked when his plans seemed to have fallen apart because of the interference of an unknown entity. Reborn in the body of a 14-year-old boy, Noah cursed his fate; he was in a completely different world where Qi is used instead of magical power. Noah did not lose hope and used his trump card, and something weird happened with it too. He looked at the fairy in front of him looking back without any emotions on her face. She gave him a mountain of gold while claiming. “Here, take it all, because from now on, ‘I am your Sugar Mommy~!’” … Noah was speechless at her exclamation; his eyes resembled those of a dead person. ‘I, The Mage god feared by all, got a sugar mommy….’ ---------------------- Additional tags: Character Building, Smart MC does not care about the beauty of a woman. Killing, a new type of face-slapping (only used on special people), and fast-paced. ---------------------- Show your lovely support if you like the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! Golden Ticket! Gift is the best way to boost my motivation
Odayaka · 3.4M Views

A-Chef-Sins : From Blood to Spices

Vincent, a former deadly assassin, decides to leave his violent past behind and embrace his hidden passion for cooking. Determined to bring joy and flavor to people's lives, he opens a humble food stall in a bustling city. As Vincent navigates the challenges of his transition, old enemies and acquaintances resurface, seeking revenge. With his agile reflexes and culinary expertise, Vincent must outwit his pursuers while protecting his newfound dream and the people he cares for. As word spreads about the enigmatic chef who retired from a life of bloodshed, customers flock to his stall to taste the magic of his dishes. Along his journey, Vincent encounters a colorful cast of characters who become his allies, including a talented sous chef, a street vendor with valuable information, and a wise culinary mentor. Together, they form an unconventional family bonded by their shared love for food. Through his diverse menu inspired by his travels, Vincent's food becomes renowned for its exquisite taste and ability to transport people to different cultures. Vincent's culinary creations become a testament to the transformative power of pursuing one's dreams and bring about a world filled with love, understanding, and delicious flavors. ____ We will try to keep updates every 3-4 days, thanks for your appreciation. Consider to adding to your collection if you like the story as well as share some feed back through comment section. Thank you.
KaydenZero · 5.9K Views

Sugar-coated Secrets

To the world, Riku Aoyama is nothing but a loudmouthed class clown. He’s the type to trip over flat ground, crack terrible jokes during tests, and bring chaos into any room with a single grin. Teachers sigh. Classmates laugh. No one takes him seriously. And that’s exactly how he wants it. Because beneath the smile, behind the awkward stumbles and endless chatter… Lies a terrifying genius. At just seventeen, Riku has lived through horrors no child should face. Abandoned by his real parents and taken in by a cruel stepfamily, Riku learned to survive not with fists or tears—but with a mask. His abusers see only a weak, naïve boy. His classmates see a happy-go-lucky fool. But the world? The world unknowingly bows before the brilliance of The Ghost Detective—a faceless legend responsible for solving hundreds of impossible crimes. Since the age of nine, Riku has cracked cold cases, exposed corrupt officials, and hunted killers, all while hiding behind a fake account and his carefully crafted persona. His mind is a weapon. His body, honed in secret training since the age of five, is a fortress. He can fight, escape, disappear, and outthink the deadliest of foes. But no one knows. No one can know. Because the truth would break everything. Even more dangerous than the murderers he hunts are the three boys now circling his heart. One is his fiercely loyal childhood friend who would burn the world to protect him. Another is a rival he never expected to meet again. And the third… a ghost from his painful past. With each case he solves, the ticking of his mysterious, unremovable watch grows louder. It only ticks when he's closest to the truth… or on the brink of disaster. Left behind by parents he can barely remember, the ancient clock is both his guide and his curse. As danger creeps into his double life, and love threatens to unmask him, Riku’s greatest challenge isn’t the darkness of the world—it’s keeping his own from slipping through the cracks. Because if anyone discovers who he really is… It won’t be just his secrets that die. ¦[Let them laugh at his smile. Let them believe he’s harmless. Because when the mask breaks— The world will never be the same.]¦
Pihja · 1.5K Views

My Sugar Daddy Is My Best Friend's Boss

Warning! “Your parents owe me $10 million,” he said, his voice a velvety growl as he slowly unfastened his shirt cuffs, each movement deliberate, calculated. Lyra’s gaze snapped to his, sharp and defiant—but the heat radiating from his presence curled around her like smoke. “And what exactly does that have to do with me?” He stepped in, close enough for her to breathe in the intoxicating scent of his cologne—dark spice, danger, dominance. “Everything.” She lifted her chin, her spine straightening even as her pulse jumped. “If you’re looking for pity or a payout, look elsewhere.” A smirk touched his lips, dark and amused. “I’m not interested in their money. Or yours.” His eyes drifted down her body, slow and possessive, making her skin prickle with unwanted awareness. “I’m offering you a way out.” Her stomach fluttered with something that wasn’t quite fear. “What kind of way?” “You,” he said simply. “Ten nights. One for every million. You give yourself to me, and your parents walk free.” Lyra stared at him, blood roaring in her ears. “You can’t be serious.” “I’m always serious.” His tone dropped, laced with something far more dangerous than anger. “I could destroy them slowly, legally. Strip everything they own. Or...” He took another step closer, and heat coiled low in her belly. “You pay the debt... with your body.” Her lips parted, but no sound came out. He leaned in, his voice brushing her ear like silk. “Not just in my bed. On my terms. My rules. My pleasure.” Lyra’s breath hitched. Her heart slammed against her ribs. Outrage warred with something darker—something aching and curious and impossible to deny. “And if I say no?” she whispered. “Then they rot in my grip. Years, maybe. Or...” His hand lifted, fingertips grazing her jaw, igniting sparks in their wake. “You say yes, and they go free. Tonight. No more games. Just you and me... and what I do to you behind closed doors.” Her skin flushed. Her fists clenched, but she didn’t pull away. Couldn’t. His gaze dropped to her lips. “Don’t pretend you’re not tempted,” he murmured. “I can see it. You’re wondering what it would feel like to surrender. To let someone take control...” She swallowed, her voice a whisper. “What happens when the ten nights are over?” He smiled, slow and wicked. “You’ll beg me for more.” The room spun, thick with heat and tension. And then, barely breathing, she whispered, “Okay.” His eyes burned into hers. “Say it like you mean it.” Lyra held his gaze, trembling, but unyielding. “I’ll do it.” "Good girl." Synopsis: When Lyra’s parents default on a $10 million loan, their powerful and enigmatic creditor comes to collect—not with threats, but with a proposition. Dressed in a tailored suit and cloaked in cold charisma, he offers Lyra a chilling choice: surrender herself to him for 10 nights—one night for every million—or watch her parents remain under his control indefinitely. This book contains raw erotic content, and readers below the age of 18 are strongly advised not to read this book
Lynn_Si · 2K Views

The Accidental Sugar Mommy

Elena Hart has spent her life pretending everything is fine. At school, she’s the bubbly, lovable girl who can make anyone laugh. But at home? She’s the invisible stepdaughter, forced to endure a stepmother and stepsiblings who treat her like a burden, while her father is too in love to notice. Her only solace is her best friend Lisa, the one person she trusts. And Daniel, the mischievous rich guy who always swoops in with just enough cash to keep her afloat (not that she knows he's actually her secret bodyguard). And just when she thinks life can’t get worse… [Congratulations! You Are Now a Billionaire’s Sugar Mommy!] Wait… WHAT?! According to a mysterious system, Elena is now responsible for spoiling the world’s most powerful billionaire, Sebastian Blackwood. If she doesn’t spend millions on him, she’ll suffer humiliating system penalties. The problem? She’s dirt poor. Now, Elena must navigate high society, fake an heiress identity, and complete ridiculous spending missions, all while dodging a stepfamily desperate to ruin her and a best friend who might not be as loyal as she seems. And then there’s Sebastian, cold, calculating, and dangerously intrigued by the broke college girl who keeps throwing money at him like it’s nothing. As Elena struggles to balance survival, hidden betrayals, and absurd system tasks, she starts to realize: Maybe she was always meant to be more than just a forgotten stepdaughter. Maybe, for once, she can be the one in control. Keep reading this hilarious, heartwarming, and fast-paced billionaire romance full of mistaken identities, system hijinks, and high-stakes revenge! Don't forget to review the book too, it'll mean a lot to me.
Lily_Rooke · 2.7K Views

CEO's Accidental Sugar Baby

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. *"A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back. You always do."* But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. On Dumei Road, she became something of a myth—the poised woman in heels who never said yes, but always smiled like she might. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever. "You’re standing in the way, Lucien. I have admirers now." He laughed then, but there was no mirth in it. Only ache. He reached for her, hands trembling slightly, and whispered, "I’ve booked a proposal slot for every day of the next year. One of them has to work." She smiled, bittersweet. "You can’t train a heart, Lucien. It either stays, or it walks away." And hers had already gone.
Dorily_Louis · 4.4K Views
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