Robin Snaps Spandam

A story of a young man who lost everyone he loves in despair in front of him. Seeing the scene he loses all hope and starts drinking his life in vain. On one particular night he saw a man is enjoying himself who is one of the person that took all his hope away is enjoying himself to a drink. That night his mind snapped and a bloody tail of revenge started. How will the future unfold for the young man ? Will he give up midway or he will be given up by the end?

"Stuck..." by Lapis L. Lazuli --Timeframe: 3218 --Stage: Andromeda Galaxy, Planet Alpha Four astronauts—Graham Young, Celeste Wong, Jennifer Cross, and Michael Forrest—blast off to Planet Alpha, a last-ditch shot at saving a bloated, broken Earth choking on 32 billion souls. Tech’s slick, hope’s thin, and Michael’s the odd man out: a quiet, brooding pessimist/realist who’d rather sleep than play hero. They’re hunting a new home, but when their ship vanishes, leaving nothing but a hole in the ground behind, and buzzsaw traps start snapping, Alpha turns into a spatial meat grinder. Graham’s charisma can’t save him, Celeste’s grit hits a wall, and Jennifer’s just trying to keep herself together while Michael’s calm cracks into something... else. "Stuck..." kicks off a sprawling lore asking “What is Humanity?”—not with grand answers, but with a cold, hard look at the wreckage. Is it the evil that festers, the good that fades, or the mess in between? This ain’t a fairy tale; it’s a bloody warning.

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

Yuno is an unlucky part-timer working in a convenience store for Espers and Guides. That means they sell stuff that makes their store look like an adult shop. During his shift, the highest-grade aphrodisiac they have was stolen. He chased the thief, determined to retrieve the stolen Item from their store. But, much to Yuno's annoyance, he found himself in a dangerous situation with Ki Gayoon— the infamous Esper on the verge of a Rampage. How does the saying go again? 'The way to an Esper's heart is through his d*ck.' Is Yuno supposed to, uhm, do "it" to calm Ki Gayoon before he snaps and kills them both? #guide #esper #guideverse

Robin Burton is a young man who grow with everything anyone can hope for, immense talent for cultivation, sharp mind, a wealthy family that will stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything except the willingness to take them. "Why would I take the same route as my ancestors ? why should I become stronger? to beat this and compete with that..?! THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS BORN FOR!!" Robin didn't want to compete with young masters, so he made an army and started invading planets.

The dead don’t lie. But sometimes, they whisper things you were never meant to hear. Forensic pathologist Orion Blackwood has spent his career cutting open the dead. But there’s something he never tells anyone—when he touches a corpse, he hears its final words. A dying breath, a muttered name, a cryptic warning. The problem is, they only speak once. And if he doesn’t understand them in time, the truth rots away along with the flesh. One night, a mutilated woman is wheeled into his autopsy room—no fingerprints, no ID, as if she never existed. As Orion reaches for his scalpel, the corpse’s bloodless lips part, and in a ragged whisper, she speaks: “Don’t let him find you.” Then, her jaw snaps shut. Her body goes cold. And Orion realizes something is very, very wrong. The next day, she disappears from the morgue. No records, no evidence, no proof she was ever there. Even the security footage shows only Orion, standing alone in the room. As he searches for answers, the whispers of the dead become more insistent. A faceless figure watches from the corner of his eye. His own reflection moves a fraction of a second too slow. At 3:33 AM, his phone rings from an unknown number—on the other end, he hears his own voice, whispering something he cannot understand. The deeper he digs, the more the truth unravels. And buried at the center of it all is a terrifying secret: Orion Blackwood is not supposed to be alive.

Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me, I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” That’s when I saw him. It was the same guy…I recognized him now. Or at least, his fake identity. Liam. Only, his real name was Alex, and I knew more about him than I should’ve but he didn’t need to know that. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just cover, Alex Bronson.” ~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 22-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn’t make it and assumes she’s going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she’s there and regrets not finishing the novel while she was still alive. She also uses her knowledge about the book to manipulate the supposed male lead of the novel into helping her get her way but little did she know that she’d end up falling for him. And now she has to pick between finding out why and how she’s been reincarnated and accepting her new life here with Alex.

Zayn was once a quiet child—until years of torture and betrayal shattered him. When he finally snapped, his genius mind orchestrated the downfall of his own family. Xane dreamed of becoming a hero—until a false accusation ruined everything. Branded a monster, he became one, rising from the ashes as a feared mafia leader. Both should have died. But instead, they woke up in a new world—a world where cursed Nythra warps reality, power means survival, and the weak are consumed. Now, two souls are trapped in one body. They aren’t the chosen ones. They aren’t even real characters in this story. They’re extras—a mistake. But what happens when a "fake extra" crosses paths with the real extra—the one with the Golden Cheat? One wants to preserve the novel. The other will tear it apart to survive. In the end, only one will remain.

When Evelyn’s loser fiance steals her company's secrets and elopes with her prostitute mother, she finds herself facing impending bankruptcy. But unexpected help comes in the form of an unusual offer from her business rival and ex-boyfriend, Alexander Langford. “Bear my children, Eve, and I’ll save this precious company of yours.” To everyone else, Alexander is the heir to a billion dollar fortune, and the acting industry’s handsome darling. But to Evelyn, he is nothing more than a cold-hearted, arrogant man she dumped for being a compulsive liar years ago - but unknown to her, he has never lied about his love. How could Alexander miss the golden chance to hit two birds with one stone? He gets his inheritance, and a family with the love of his life. Now, if only dear Evelyn would stop thinking the worst of him… [Strong female lead x doting male lead.] [EXCERPT] “You’re out of your mind,” Eve snaps. “You could have any woman in this world, and you want ME to be the mother of your children?!” “Why not? You’re smart, savvy, and fucking hot,” Alex says as he takes a step forward, trapping her body between his muscular arms. His dark blue eyes gaze deep into hers with unbridled lust. “I want our children to have the best from both of us. Our children could take over the world.” “There is no ‘our’,” Eve says coldly, pushing him away. “I will be the surrogate for your children. This is nothing but a business deal. There is NO love in this contract. But in exchange, you need to do something else.” “And what is it?” “Help me take down my ex-fiance. That bastard deserves to die after fucking my mom and ruining my life.” Alex chuckles. “It’s a deal then, sweetheart.” * It was nothing but a business deal at first. But what if the line between business, love, and hatred were getting blurry as they got entangled too far and too long? * [Power couple, slow burn, getting back together.]

What happens when reality itself is tired of existing? The System was once a proud, omniscient force, maintaining order in the grand story of E. But after years of logical paradoxes, impossible plot twists, and one emotionally bankrupt protagonist who breaks the rules for fun, it finally snap. But when E—the embodiment of chaos and questionable decision-making—decides to mess with a world reset, everything spirals into undefined territory. Now, the laws of existence are unstable, the System is filing HR complaints against its own existence, Can the System regain control before reality collapses? Or is this just another update that nobody asked for? …Also, who even approved the Customer Support feature?

Dying after getting bitten by a zombie, the main character finds himself in the world of fantasy. Reincarnating as the mid-rank villain, he decided to live differently and avoid the main cast. After all who would like to live as an arrogant brat only to die like a dog? However, just as he resolved to live a better life, [Ding!] [This world is not the same as the host knows. Because of the tragic ends, the God of Fortune has reversed the time and has allowed the main heroines to retain their memories.] Yeah, he is done for. ****** Additional tags: Possessive characters, no Yaoi, no Yuri, no ntr. ***** A/N:- The main character would be overpowered but not to the point where he could defeat his enemies with a snap of his fingers. This novel would be more focused on character development, slice of life, and romance.

Felon /fè-lun/ Cruel; Wicked. I continued biting my lips whilst fidgeting with my finger nails, my mind still pondering over the question he asked minutes ago. "Ojalá éstos fueran mis dientes mordiéndote los labios." I heard him mumble under his breath. [I wish those were my fucking teeth biting your lips.] I threw a morose look in his direction. "Speak an apprehensible language." I snarled getting annoyed. "You need to get inside my mind to understand that." He responded nonchalantly shrugging off his shoulders. "I don't enter dirty places." I snapped rolling my eyes. "But I would really enjoy entering your dirty places."

[Cover art is AI-generated, credits to webnovel] "You journal? That's silly" His laugh made my jaw tick, here we go again with people telling me the things I enjoy doing are 'Childish' or 'Silly'. I closed the book and stood up, my hair coming undone as the band snapped. Great, just great. My phone buzzed as I walked away, my name being yelled by the prick behind me. The screen read 'Eudora'. I hesitated before picking and placed it next to my ear waiting for her to speak. I wish I didn't...pick up the phone.

Five Doors... Five Grands... Five Tides to Overcome! The Boy Admired his father, adored him, worshipped him as infallible. But even such a man was forced to kneel in the face of death. SNAP! The young boy looked at the slumped figure of his father as he was forcefully carried away. The chaotic situation caused him to be unable to process much more than the figure of his falling father. He didn't know why but the word 'SNAP' perfectly described his state of mind. He lost it. He thought it strange. The value of life. It seemed so unsurmountable in one and so pointless in another. Was this all his father amounted to? His eyes dulled. His tears dried up. He couldn't help but let out a chuckle. It truly was amusing. A small chuckle turned into incoherent laughter, a deep seethed despise being born in his Heart! His world... His Diagram... It was no longer. ... For Updates On Me: https://www.instagram.com/lol_i.create/ [Note: Artwork does not belong to me]

Grrr… A low growl snapped me out of my celebration. My excitement faded as I turned toward the sound. A shadow moved in the bushes, its glowing eyes fixated on me. “This is it. My first battle in the new world! Let’s go!” I whispered, hyping myself up. But then I froze. “Wait… where’s my special skill? My OP weapon? Isn’t this where the system kicks in?” System Synchronizing… “Finally!” Synchronization failed. Condition not met. “What?!” I shouted. “What stupid condition didn’t I meet?” User is too mentally adjusted to the new world. System activation unsuitable. “What the hell?! I’m too normal for the system?”

“Now tell me Amasir, what were you doing in his room last night?” As Rughald took a step towards her, she mirrored him with a step backward. His lips curled up in a deep frown. “You were with him again.” “Rughald—” “Don’t,” he snapped. In an instant, he closed the distance between them. He was do fast that he left her breathless. His hands caressed her waist, and she suddenly became aware of how difficult it was to breath. “You reek of him, love,” he murmured. “His scent, his touch, his kiss, they are all over you.” She gasped and before she could say anything, his lips crashed onto hers, claiming her mouth into his. He sucked on her lower lips, his kiss punishing. She couldn’t breath, couldn’t think, couldn’t move. When he finally pulled back, her lips were trembling and her chest was heaving. His eyes darkened with hint of possessiveness. “There,” he smiled. “Now Mikhaz lips are gone.”

He is the Devil. An immortal who has lived for millions of years, the most dangerous and ruthless being who ever existed. She is a human, an ordinary girl living in the shadows, yet she was fated to be his bride from the conception of time. ******* Eve's greatest mistake was naively venturing into the forest in the middle of the night in search of food. She could never have imagined encountering the worst nightmare of her life. On the cold ground of the hauntingly dark forest, lay a deathly still man, a dagger embedded deep to his heart. Yet even in stillness, he turned out to be the most enchanting and breathtaking man she had ever seen. But never in her wildest dreams did she imagine the closed eyes of this dangerously alluring creature suddenly snapping open into a horrifyingly glowing red pair. And not only did he end up sinking his fangs into her, he also snapped away her consciousness, stealing her away from her world. Eve wakes up to an entirely different world. A scary realm filled with dragons, witches, demons and every dark, horrendous creature whispered about in legends. But little did she realize she had been entrapped by the Devil himself, the Devil who planned never to let her out of his sight the moment he set his eyes on her. And worst of all…. She belonged to him. She was the one thing he had roamed the earth for millennia to find….His Bride.

Gaia is dead. The world is a mess of fused realms—acid rain burns the ground, food is scarce, and the air is poison. No one knows why Gaia, the ancient guardian of life, died, but her rotting corpse unleashed chaos. Monstrous Outer Gods slithered into the cracks of reality, twisting the land into nightmares. Yet, in the ruins, people still fight to survive. Under a giant boulder—the only shelter in this toxic wasteland—a boy wakes up. He’s the last human alive, his memories fuzzy except for flashes of a lost Earth: sunny skies, laughter, and a strange power inside him. He can create Kaiju, giant monsters that could crush armies… if he knew how to control them. But right now, he’s just a hungry kid, scrambling to find food and avoid getting killed. Outside his rock, alien clans run the show. Some trade clean water for labor, others heal wounds with glowing mushrooms, and a few settle disputes with fistfights to blow off steam before rage drives them insane. Everyone fears the 100% Rule. Too much stress, sadness, or anger? Your mind snaps, turning you into a Husk—a mindless monster with no soul. The boy’s Kaiju power could help him survive… or push him closer to becoming a Husk. Worse, death here is permanent. If he dies, someone else takes his place—an outcast, a kid, a warrior. The world doesn’t care who you are. It just wants to eat you alive. This isn’t a story about heroes. The boy isn’t special. He’s just trying to survive, one day at a time—bargaining with clans, scavenging junk, and accidentally summoning Kaiju when he panics. Maybe he’ll find a way to fix this broken world. Or maybe he’ll just find a decent meal. In a place this messed up, even small victories matter.

Jack Williams Lives in a rich privileged area of Greenwich, Connecticut that harbors New York's wealthiest finance individuals and fortune 500 CEOs live. However Jack has had enough of comfort and poshness. Fueled by in unsatiable desire to be feared by those around him Jack snaps and finds himself punching his teacher in the face. After narrowly escaping school Jack embarks on a new life of crime and punishment.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+ // this is the only warning for the book] "The next time you even think of laying a hand on him, will be the last time anyone sees you." **** When he's rejected by his first mate, only to be given an omega as a second-chance mate, Acrod's Royal Enforcer, Grant Hindley, is everything but thrilled at the decision — especially since he refuses to get over his ex — one of the most powerful Lycans alive. So he takes out his anger and frustrations on the omega he is mated to. A part of Grant expects a rebellion, but what he gets is love from his ever-abused omega — but is it love though, when the omega is not even an omega, but a vengeful psycho werewolf prince who loves playing mind games and despises the enforcer for his cruelty toward his people? — — — Hiding in plain sight as Nour, an omega, and against his father — the king's wishes, free-spirited Prince Cassius only wants to have fun before ascending the throne. He doesn't want a mate, much to his father's dismay, but the king lets him be. However, a mating ceremony forces him out of his comfort zone, and into the most challenging of adventures, one that he leans into, because he wants the full experience of a mate bond. He forces himself to endure, but there is only so much that he can endure before he snaps. And when he does snap, everything is turned upside down. Heaven becomes hell in so many ways. Justice is a thing of the past as vengeance shows up in the form of the goddess's worst creation - a devil Lycan mate for the prince. A man who doesn't mind getting his hands dirty just to see a smile on the prince's face. And his first target? Royal. Enforcer. Grant. And he is determined to avenge his prince; come hell or high water. Maybe two wrongs make a right after all, no? *** // Sequel to "Alanor, The Lycan King's Prisoner." * When Fire meets Fate

[The criteria for unlocking the system have been fulfilled.] [System synchronization with host commencing.] [Synchronization complete. Congratulations. You have been given a chance to become the most desirable human in this world, just as you wished.] “This isn’t what I wished for.” [What seems to be the problem?] the voice asked, a hint of curiosity in her tone. “I asked to be the most desirable human, not a woman!” he exclaimed, frustrated as he cupped his newfound breasts. Sylvester Lancaster, a dedicated and kind-hearted unactractive policeman, often dismissed and treated like a doormat, snaps after discovering his newlywed wife in bed with his best friend. Consumed by rage, he goes on a violent rampage, only to realize the horrific extent of his actions when the blood cools—he has committed murder. Panicked, he attempts to flee but is struck by a car and meets his untimely death. However, death is far from the end. Sylvester awakens in a morgue, only to find himself in a bizarre alternate universe—trapped in the body of a stunning young woman named Cara Bolton. In this new world where Sylvester has transmigrated to, vampires, werewolves, witches, and other supernatural beings coexist in a fragile balance with humans, their uneasy peace marked by underlying tensions and hidden conflicts. Among the supernaturals, vampires reign supreme as the most dominant and influential. The system reveals to Sylvester that he now wields two new skills: the power to read minds and the ability to detect lies, skills inherited from Cara, the body’s former inhabitant who was a fairy. The system assigns him quests to complete, allowing him to level up and gain all remaining skills a fairy possesses. Many of these missions involves sex, manipulating and exploiting people, as well as infiltrating the vampiric council.

Evelyn had a normal happy life until the untimely death of her mother. Her loving father soon became an abusive drunk that would constantly beat her and her older brother Mason. After years of abuse one day Evelyn and Mason managed to escape the terror of their father, when Evelyn finally snapped and killed him. Unfortunately, even though they escaped their rotten father, their lives came to a violent and early end at the hands of a cruel fate. However, when Evelyn woke up after dying, she found herself in a dark damp place. And when she broke free from what confines her, she finds herself reborn as an owl. Follow along as Evelyn lives her second life as an owl in a world of magic and mystery, as she aims to rise up and become the strongest. So, no one can ever dictate her fate again. Warning: This novel is going to be very dark in places, especially the prologue. If you are faint of heart, I recommend you not read this novel. Artwork By Radiopaque.

"It was as if I forgot how cruel the world is, and yet I became cruelty incarnate." A young woman, whose fine line has finally snapped. Her morality completely shaken, her mind racing with morbid thoughts and her heart sinking deeper and deeper into abyssal darkness. She has no purpose in life, but neither does she in death, so why not make death the new life?

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

Engaged to one of the most desirable heirs in the country, everyone was amazed by the quiet girl raised by the Wright family and how she managed to win the heart of the heir, who protected her so fiercely. Unbeknownst to them, the married life of the Heiress was far from perfect. Quinn Wright was betrayed by everyone who once meant something to her. Her promiscuous husband extended his claws to her younger sister, flaunted their relationship to the world, and even got engaged to her—all while Quinn was at home, carrying his baby. She was poisoned in her own home, yet he never cared. In her dark, numb world, the only light she ever saw and pursued belonged to the real devil. No, her own angel—the man who could turn hell into paradise for her. The bastard son of the Brooks family, known as a monster straight out of fantasy novels—the kind that drinks blood… But what happens when Quinn’s eyes snap back to the beginning of her life? Right before she made the terrible choice of marrying a monster disguised as a man? Right before leaving herself vulnerable to a cruel mother and sister? This time, her new dream is to make things right—and make him hers.

Standing beneath a golden moon, oh how does it let you see, how worthless you are. What does it take to break a man, to destroy them inside and out? What is the snapping point, where do you draw the line? What do you do when you have a goal so ambitious that you throw away your humanity to achieve it? These are the questions that will be answered with time, for you see, time will tell, as it always does. --- Authors note : The synopsis was a little vague so I will explain what you can expect to find if you decide to read my novel. I dislike romance and love stories, so expect none of that. I also dislike buddy buddy characters, so sadly no sidekick. Just for the record, I am aiming to create a REAL villain, none of that stuff where the villain actually turns out to be nice. There will be gore, notions of violence, trauma, and tragedy. I want a story that will make you feel, I want a dark story. Hopefully, I can provide that to you. Also, I cannot promise a consistent schedule of chapters, my schedule is very sporadic and often wack, so sorry if you wait days or weeks for one chapter. I can at least promise one a week, hopefully. **READ AT YOUR OWN RISK**

Beneath the Texan sun's blistering rays, Lin Ye licked his parched lips. The holographic federal flag snapped above Austin's Awakening Square where a mechanized honor guard played "The Star-Spangled Banner" through synth-flesh fingers. He stared at the genetic code glowing dully on his wrist - the numbers that should have shone gold now ashen gray. "Candidate #114514, neural compatibility 21%..." The AI judge's verdict drowned in audience jeers. Lin Ye saw his father Lin Zhennan crushing his Stetson's brim in the VIP box, while his mother Su Wan's quantum projection pixelated with emotional static. When the blue-blooded family's hovercar glided overhead, William Rockefeller III's laughter rained down. The nano-suit-clad heir leaned from his tinted window, military-grade ocular implant flashing crimson: "Seems the Lins will forever be ranch mutts?" Lin Ye gripped his mother's bronze pendant until its edges bit flesh. Suddenly, his retinal display flickered with an eerie prompt: [Ancient gene sequence detected. Breaching federal firewall...]

After his father’s murder, Prince Oswald has spent the last ten years hidden away in a secluded nunnery, his true identity all but forgotten. But when Robin, a man claiming loyalty to the fallen king, discovers him, Oswald is thrust back into a world of treachery and ambition. Robin urges him to reclaim his birthright, but the path to the throne is perilous. Meanwhile, King Lothaire, restless on his ill-gotten throne, struggles to maintain his grip on the kingdom. As whispers of a wandering hero rallying the lords grow louder, Lothaire turns to dark and forbidden arts to crush any challenge to his rule.

Ever wonder if anything is watching you in the woods? what's really making those snapping sounds? You see it out in the corner of your eye, some black shape hidden behind a tree. Maybe we're never alone in the woods Join Simon in this survival thriller as he steps into the eldrich truth of the Walking Woodline author note: my first novel! I'll be submitting more chapters later on. thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy!

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”