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After being betrayed by her fiancé and cousin on her wedding day, Zara, reborn with memories of past mistakes, vows to rewrite her destiny. Impulsively, she marries a stranger to keep her ex at bay, not realizing Snow is far from a mere call boy. Snow Zephyr, a wealthy CEO and alpha of the Ivory Crescent Pack, needs a contract wife to appease his father and secure his position. When a bold, determined woman proposes a marriage of convenience, Snow agrees, unaware of the chaos she will bring into his life. Zara's defiant choice provokes her parents' fury, leading to her being cast from the company and forcing her to find work elsewhere. She lands a job at Aurora Conglomerate Inc., only to discover that her new boss is Snow, the very man she married—and her ex's uncle. Sparks fly as their mutual attraction grows amidst the darkness of his family's secrets and looming threats. Zara’s strength and independence captivate Snow, who begins to see her as the potential Luna his pack needs. Together, they face vengeful ex-lovers, kidnapping plots, and deadly rivalries. As Zara's powers awaken, she must confront the reasons behind her family's disownment, the hidden clauses in her marriage contract, and her ultimate role in Snow’s world. When their marriage of convenience deepens into a genuine partnership, a new challenge emerges in the form of a fated mate. Will Zara fight the dangers that await or embrace her true destiny? **EXCERPT** "I... didn't want to be late for work. You seemed busy, so I thought I'd get a head start." Snow raised an eyebrow. "Really? Or is it because last night affected you so much that you couldn't stand being around me?" "Don't flatter yourself, Snow. You didn't affect me at all." He smirked, stepping closer. "Is that so?" His fingers brushed my chin, tilting my face up. My pulse quickened. "We're at work," I snapped, swatting his hand away. "This isn't professional." "You're my wife," he murmured. "You're supposed to obey me at all times." I bit back a retort, a hint of rebellion flaring within. Slowly, I stepped closer, letting my fingers graze his chest. His smirk wavered for a second when his wolf reacted and Snow bit his lips. "Careful, Boss," I purred seductively. "Don't hurt those lips. I'm sure plenty of girls would love to kiss them." Snow leaned down, his lips brushing my ear. "And you? Are you dying for a taste?" Caught off guard, I hesitated, then regained my composure as I looked him in the eyes. "Unlike other girls, I have strong resistance against—" I didn't get a chance to finish when Snow's lips crashed onto mine with a fierce kiss that left me breathless. *************** MATURE CONTENT Participating in the Viral Book Call Contest. Kindly Support Me!

The world is a place full of mystery, and many ordinary people live their entire lives without ever glimpsing even one percent of its truth. The fate of one family was destined to be average until one rainy night, when a family member arrived at the newly married couple's door with a child born out of wedlock. Terra was about to undergo an upheaval because... the strongest was born! --------------------- This is the story of Kaizer Lunin, a young man born with a special ability that causes him to suffer from mild antisocial personality disorder. A brush with life and death awakens this power fully, turning him into one of the strongest Espers in the world! However, this also thrusts him into the hidden parts of the world, where secret societies, powerful factions, and the government clash in their bid to claim the empty title of 'strongest Esper'—a void left by a certain someone. And maybe, if he doesn’t die prematurely, Kaizer has a shot at that title himself!

"Let's divorce. I'm finally letting you go," she said with scarce emotion on her lovely face. Seeing her resolve, he felt heaviness in his heart. His face darkened, clenching his jaw. "You can't leave me. You are bound to me for eternity." He forcibly grabbed her, pinning her on the wall, his hands started caressing her sensitive spots. "And your body... doesn't LIE," he whispered sensually, lips gently nibbling on her earlobe. Her breath hitched, her heartbeat racing.  Seeing her struggle to resist him, he smirked triumphantly. "You yearn for my touch and my kiss. You also desire me." The next thing she felt was his lips roughly brushing against hers in a hungry kiss. **** Neglected by the King Enslaved by the Queen Bullied by her royal siblings Hated by The Kingdom's Hero Ostracized by her own people EVE HAD ENOUGH! She ripped off her disguise and began to fight back, flaunting her skills and talents– extremely beautiful, highly intelligent, proficient in medicinal knowledge, great combat skills, and with rare talent– Beast Taming!  Eve– the Forsaken Princess will ascend to the throne, not just conquering kingdoms but also capturing the hearts of the powerful gentlemen– A Hero Knight, An Infamous Hunter, and the Tyrant Crown Prince! Like a phoenix rising from ashes, Eve reruns her life, determined to trample everyone with her vengeance. [ Warning: Mature Content, R18+ ]

(1v1, puro e doce) Residência do Príncipe de Xiliang. Com uma energia de tigre e com apenas 5 anos de idade, o Pequeno Príncipe Xiao Moxi viu sua mãe correr para os campos novamente, e seu rosto redondo e fofo se contraiu em frustração. Olhando com tristeza para seu pai ao lado dele, ele reclamou com um ar de sabedoria precoce, "Pai, como você se apaixonou por minha mãe, que gosta de sair correndo o tempo todo?" Xiao Yeyang lançou um olhar de esguelha para seu filho precocemente maduro, depois fingiu ponderar a pergunta. De fato, por que ele havia se apaixonado por aquela mulher? Após um longo silêncio... "Quem sabe? Talvez eu tenha prendido minha cabeça em uma porta!" Compartilhando um olhar de comiseração mútua, pai e filho soltaram um suspiro de impotência em uníssono. O que você faz quando está preso com uma mulher que nunca está em casa? Há apenas uma coisa a fazer com sua própria Consorte Princesa (mãe) — mimá-la, é claro! … Transportada para tempos antigos com um espaço cheio de flores de arroz, tudo o que ela queria era viver tranquilamente no campo. Inesperadamente, com um pai que era um magistrado do condado, foi forçada a deixar o campo pela cidade! A vida na cidade era agitada com atividades, e para ter voz em casa, ela comprou propriedades, cultivou flores e ervas medicinais, e desenvolveu variedades de grãos de alto rendimento e alta qualidade. Notavelmente, ela ajudou seu pai, que foi magistrado do condado por nove anos, a subir degrau por degrau, trazendo a humilde Família Yan para os círculos de elite de Pequim! Esta é uma história de uma filha nobre de uma família humilde ajudando seu clã a prosperar e florescer, e uma doce história de amor de sucesso mútuo e crescimento conjunto! Protagonista masculino: Na frente dos outros, ele é o orgulhoso Pequeno Príncipe, o dominador Príncipe de Xiliang. Na frente da protagonista feminina, ele é um homem suave e de coração mole. Protagonista feminina: Lúcida em todos os assuntos, de coração caloroso e autossuficiente!

—Padre, ¿cómo te enamoraste de mi madre, que siempre se está escapando? —preguntó con aire de sabiduría mundana. Xiao Yeyang lanzó una mirada de soslayo a su hijo precozmente maduro, luego fingió reflexionar sobre la pregunta. De hecho, ¿por qué se había enamorado de esa mujer? Después de un largo silencio... —¿Quién sabe? ¡Quizás me atrapé la cabeza en una puerta! Compartiendo una mirada de mutua compasión, padre e hijo expulsaron un suspiro de desamparo al unísono. ¿Qué haces cuando estás atascado con una mujer que nunca está en casa? Solo hay una cosa que hacer con tu propia Princesa Consorte (madre): ¡mimarla, por supuesto! ... Transportada a tiempos antiguos con un espacio lleno de flores de arroz, todo lo que ella quería era vivir tranquilamente en los campos. Inesperadamente, con un padre que era magistrado del condado, ¡fue obligada a dejar el campo por la ciudad! La vida en la ciudad estaba llena de actividades, y para tener voz en casa, compró fincas, cultivó flores y hierbas medicinales, y desarrolló variedades de granos de alto rendimiento y alta calidad. Sorprendentemente, ayudó a su padre, que había sido magistrado del condado durante nueve años, a ascender paso a paso, llevando a la humilde Familia Yan a los círculos de élite de Pekín. Esta es la historia de una hija noble de una familia humilde que ayuda a su clan a prosperar y florecer, y una dulce historia de amor de éxito mutuo y crecimiento conjunto. Protagonista masculino: Frente a los demás, es el orgulloso Pequeño Príncipe, el dominante Príncipe de Xiliang. Frente a la protagonista femenina, es un hombre tierno y de corazón blando. Protagonista femenina: Clara en todos los asuntos, cálida y autosuficiente.

Black Dragon, the 'King of Soldiers', Ye Fan, returns to the city from the Huaxia Dragon Group and is forced into marriage with a beautiful but disdainful chairwoman. The chairwoman is cold, lofty, and dominant, shining like a queen, while Ye Fan desires only a lazy life of a common man, which leads to friction between them. Yet a dragon will always be a dragon, never hiding its claws, teeth, or horns, and even in the urban world, Ye Fan remains a king. Watch him dominate the city, subdue the beautiful chairwoman, and have his followers bow down; he will protect his home, defend his country, and destroy its humiliations.

【Favorite Read! Double strength, double chastity 1V1, delightfully sour, no abuse, jump into the pit welcome!】 Ling Xi, an orphan left behind in her previous life, was picked up and trained to become a top-tier special agent, braving through storms of bullets, living solely for the organization; until she was ultimately betrayed and killed by a so-called good sister. Reborn into another life under the care of fate, doted on by grandparents, cherished by parents, protected by her older brother, she wanted nothing more than to live a peaceful life for herself and her beloved family, to be the apple of their eye, but things didn't go as she wished. She was reborn into a powerful and prestigious family, where many things were outside her control; for the sake of her beloved family, to protect her brother's desire for freedom, she chose to ignore the reluctance and pity in their eyes and resolutely embarked on a perilous journey. From then on, a domineering star began to rise! … At home, she was the treasured daughter of heaven, held in the palms of her relatives; yet in a certain company, she was the pride of all her colleagues. It was said that recently, some newbie was too arrogant, causing the old employees to be unable to stand it and come forward to provoke; no worries, though, toys! It was just right for a bit of practice, nothing but fun! After getting trounced, they wanted to try other tactics; okay, then make your choice! Steamed, boiled, fried, grilled, whatever you like, rest assured, I'll definitely leave you with enough breath to pant! Everyone: Don't worry, we're actually all nice people! In the newbie group, there was such a legend! Legend has it there was a cold-faced female manager, nimble and fearless, who dared to beat up even the president; To hell with legends, all that stuff is a load of crap, puffed-up tales! Hand over the evidence if you have any. Ling Xi glared furiously at the magnified handsome face in front of her, smiling as cunningly as a sly old fox, grinding her teeth. Legend... Legend... Who the hell started spreading that nonsense... A certain man, watching the woman he had cornered grinding her teeth, laughed merrily. This time, let's see who dares to covet the woman he had set his sights on! The male lead is initially aloof, later scheming, simply put, a repressed charmer! The female lead is initially aloof, later still aloof, and still "aloof"! 【Incapable introduction, please see the main text for more! Jump into the pit welcome!】

The only condition he asked of her before marriage was for her to be “good’. After marriage, she truly was well-behaved. She sees his gifts but does not react, she knows about his promiscuous relationships but does not ask. She holds no hope of garnering his love and affection, and never once, did she forget to take her Plan B pills. She even complied and signed the divorce papers! With a grim look on his face, he stopped the woman who was about to escape. She grinned sweetly, “Young master Sulliven, don’t forget, we have gotten a divorce, we are completely uninvolved now!” The man shredded the divorce papers and smiled with his teeth clenched, “Ask the bun in your stomach whether or not we are still involved!”

To save her sick brother, she got involved with a mysterious man. Four years later, she was cornered against a wall by the man and only then did she realize that she had tricked a business tycoon, the fearsome King of Hell of the capital city." She instantly became submissive, "We've already settled our debts, you shouldn't hold a grudge after the fact, are you!?" "Abandoning your husband and child and now you're saying I can't settle scores?!" the man said through gritted teeth with a dark expression, "You won't be rid of me for the rest of your life!"

What happens when, in the midst of struggling to keep up with life, you suddenly discover that you were a princess in a past life? Now, you're just a waitress with a drunken mother and a pile of bills to pay. But deep down, you know one thing: you’ll find the stupid jerk responsible for ending your royal life, no matter what it takes. Alexia POV: Then there are the spoiled, narcissistic rich jerks who think their daddy's car gives them a free pass to treat women like objects. Not today, Satan. These guys are like walking perfume ads with egos bigger than their bank accounts. I swear, they should just marry themselves—they're clearly their own type. When one of those jerks lands at my table, I can smell the entitlement from a mile away. I don't even wait for the inevitable sleazy pickup line or the "accidental" brush of their hand against mine. Nope. I pawn them off on one of the other waiters faster than you can say "unpaid rent."

TRIGGER WARNING; Plot may contain_ Sexual abuse, Drug use, Karma and Mature scenes. Trinity Aerings is the selfish, formerly fat twin. Her sister, Thelma isn't or wasn't. It went back to that unfortunate night when she abandoned her sister and cousin.. for her childhood best friend and crush, Brad, the same night there was a gang shoot out and two female rape victims taken to the hospital. The female victims happened to be her sister and cousin. Not only did she lose her parents' love but also their trust. And who can love or trust those whose, moral flawless, parents do not? Can Trinity clean up her reputation? What happens when it turns out the twin that night wasn't her sister? Trinity 'hates' Brad Cadaver, at least she tries to. ::::::://:::::::// BLITHE •°°••°°•• 'There are parts of you that I like.' My eyes lowered to his lips, my brows creasing in thought. My lips didn't escape my teeth. 'Oh really?' Brad's corky smile brought my attention back to his eyes. 'Like what?' 'Your ankles!'

Pull the trigger, bunny. I want to see how you can live without a heart," Nikolai's smirk widened with every passing second, his hazel eyes darkening like the night. "If I pull this trigger, I’ll kill you, Nikolai!" she spat, her hands trembling. But Nikolai only chuckled, stepping closer. "Have you ever kissed your enemy, Cassandra? Or fucked them so well you forget the rival we face?" His cold breath brushed her skin, making her heart skip a beat. *** In the ruthless world of mafia power struggles, Cassandra and Nikolai’s forbidden connection defies all rules. Each encounter draws them deeper into a web of sin and secrets, where loyalty to their families demands bloodshed, but their hearts crave surrender. With every clandestine meeting, the stakes rise and the risks multiply. they must navigate a treacherous path where love could be their ultimate downfall, or their only salvation. In a realm ruled by cruelty and vengeance, can they defy fate and survive the wrath of those who seek to tear them apart? WARNINGS: Contains Abusive Relationships, Abusive Words, Drugs, and Violence, BDSM.

"Current survival rate: 0.001%" "System activated — You have taken control of the Earth's highest authority." During the awakening ceremony in class, while the school beauty mockingly brushed away the F-rank badge from my palm, no one knew that my system was refining the entire New York black hole into an experience pool. Do you think I level up too slowly? Last night, in the folding space training ground, I just used ninety-nine bolts of heavenly lightning to temper my body and break through—your ten years of hard cultivation are enough for me to tear a piece of paper. Saying I don’t have godly gear? Ten minutes ago, I casually pulled out the SSS-level "Ragnarok," and it's currently roasting the eight-headed serpent of Sakura Kingdom into skewers for a midnight snack. Laughing at my poor talent? At this moment, your S-level ice ability is dancing in my palm, while my Annihilation Domain has already devoured seven Awakener Temples across North America. When the coalition of the five major nations approaches, I sit on the Throne of Skulls, smiling lightly. Behind me, a million blood-born heirs howl to the sky, each one a death agent birthed from a disaster-level mother nest. "Kneel." "Or become the next stepping stone on my path of evolution." This world always needs a few ants, to highlight the sharpness of those who slay gods.

Cassius Crimson, the founder of the Crimson family, one of The Great Three vampire powers, has been awakened from his slumber after 500 years. By whom? A mere boy! The future of the once great Crimson family has declined. Seeking power and guidance, Vesper-the young Crimson lord turned to his ancestors for help, never did he imagine that he would manage to wake the actual founder. As Cassius adjusts to life in a futuristic 21st century, he’s aided by his loyal retainer Estefan. Tackling daily campus life, an insecure apprentice, revenge on his family's honour, he experiences all sorts of new occurrences as humans have evolved into more than just food. All while Cassius battles the urge to sink his teeth into the most delicious human he has ever smelt. This lust for blood turns into an irresistible passionate romance. A Tale of sensual vampire love unravels as he discovers new feelings that were hidden eons ago

Synopsis: It's been a while since I last came to this restaurant. As I walked in, I noticed how little had changed—the same cozy atmosphere, the familiar scent of wood-fired pizza, and the sound of a sports game playing on the big screens. I found a table for one and settled in, ready to enjoy my meal. That’s when I saw her. She was standing by one of the high tables, eating hot wings. I had just pulled out my chair at a single. There were only three singles in the place. Most of the tables were quads, and three of them were standup. She was by herself, and my eyes just slid over her without even registering what I was seeing. Then I did a double take. She was gorgeous! She had long red hair, that sort of flaming orange you see sometimes. She had on a tight skirt and top that showed off all her advantages, and she had plenty of advantages. Some loser wandered over and tried to strike up a conversation with her. I saw her give him the brush-off. She was gorgeous! She was also lethal and deceptive, and she would break your heart. I knew because I'd been married to her for five years. Her name was Sara, she worked for a huge radio station as their star attraction and I hoped she wouldn't see me.

Liora’s body ached, every muscle screaming in pain as she lay trapped. Lucian had been watching her silently, his cold eyes never leaving her. When he disappeared into the bathroom, she seized the chance. She was weak, but she had to act—this was her only shot. He returned with a small tube of cream, gently massaging it into her raw wrists. Despite the tenderness, it only deepened her feeling of helplessness. With desperation fueling her, she kicked him back and grabbed the syringe from the bedside table. She lunged at him, but he was too fast. In seconds, he was on top of her, pinning her hands above her head. His grin sent a chill through her. "You're full of surprises," he whispered. She fought to turn her face away as his lips brushed her neck, but his grip was unyielding. He stood slowly, enjoying her torment, then leaned down, his breath warm against her ear. "Soon, Baby Girl. Soon."

Do you believe in magic? The answer of most will be no. But what if magic DID exsist? To some, it might just be your typical average story. But this has an element of unpredictability mixed in between. Diane Lewis was a normal teenage girl from an aristocratic family. But since she met HIM, her view of the world turned upside down. "How is that even possible?" She asked, mouth agape. He smiled at her, showing a perfect set of snow-white teeth. "With magic, anything is possible." Horn your skills and train your ability. "I will protect you." She said, with a determined gaze. "You can Barely even protect yourself. You are not strong enough." He retorted. "Then, just wait for Me to get stronger." She said, with a smile. "You have no right to be here. We cut ties remember?" He said, glaring at her fiercely. "I am not here for you. I am here for the family. I still have people I treasure here. So let me through or else..." She completed her statement by majestically drawing out her sword. So many secrets lay hidden. Injustice in the form of justice. Lies, fabricated to become truth. Deception roams around, unleashed. And a Naive girl, who had never seen the shadow that lurked around in the abyss. Will she Survive? Will she fail? It is up to you to find out.

Kira grew up knowing that kindness could get you killed. Raised in the slums of a broken world, she survived by learning how to stitch wounds with shaky hands and barter medicine for scraps. But when the mutation wave swept through humanity, gifting some with godlike powers, Kira awakened the rarest ability of all—healing. Now, she’s the most valuable prize in a world ruled by violence and desperation. The government wants to lock her away, warlords want to claim her, and the desperate will do anything to possess her touch. But Kira isn’t some fragile flower to be plucked—she’s all thorns. On the run and fighting to stay free, Kira finds herself tangled with four dangerous men: • Cain, the stone-faced protector who kills without hesitation. • Ash, the wild rogue whose grin hides teeth sharper than any beast. • Lucian, the arrogant heir who believes everything—including Kira—has a price. • Alaric, the quiet outcast who sees the pain she hides beneath her fire. They all want something from her—protection, power, or maybe something more. But in this brutal world, desire can be as dangerous as a knife to the throat. And the only person Kira truly trusts… is herself. Because while her touch may heal, her heart is wrapped in thorns—and anyone who tries to claim her might just bleed for it.

In a world filled with monsters, demons, cryptids, ghosts, and all sorts of creatures that wish to harm the innocent denizens of Earth, there exists a secret organization known as Sanctum to protect humanity. Once you join Sanctum, you become a Hunter—a skilled individual capable of hunting and defeating the evil entities that seek to disrupt the lives of others. Then there’s Luna, a woman with nowhere to call home and no one to take her in. Always brushed aside and rejected by the world, her life changes forever when she meets Sunny—a troublemaker and delinquent with a knack for finding potential in unexpected places. Together, Sunny and Luna travel the world, meeting new people, growing their team, and striving to become 5-star Hunters. Their ultimate goal? To claim the title of "World's Greatest!"

A strange server event, less a catastrophic glitch and more a tremor in the abyssal code, grants Barnaby consciousness. He isn’t flagged as a bug, no system alarm sounds for his deletion. Instead, he's simply… aware and exposed. The script still runs, but now he understands its hollowness. He feels the corrosive salt air, the phantom spray of a cold digital sea, the crushing futility of his coded existence amidst the Echoes of Ruin that sound like the gnashing teeth of Grimshark itself. But with sentience comes instinct. An instinct to survive in this predatory digital ocean. And something else… a spark of defiance against the engulfing darkness. Barnaby, against all programming and logic, decides to fight. Not just exist within his loop, but to truly exist and perhaps even… ascend within the broken, ravenous world of Grimshark.

The devil has three rules. The first—never defy his orders. The second—never seek his face. The third—never try to leave. Elias learned these rules the moment he was sold. Born an Omega to a disgraced noble house, his future had never been his own. When his parents’ debts grew too steep, they handed him over as payment to the most feared Alpha in the kingdom—the Lord of Ravenspire. No one who enters Ravenspire ever leaves. No one has ever seen its master’s face and lived to tell the tale. Wrapped in shadows and whispers, he is known only as The Devil—a warlord, a monster, a man whose very name makes kings tremble. For years, Elias survived by keeping his head down, obeying the rules, and enduring the cold isolation of the keep. But when The Devil appoints him as his personal scribe, his world shifts. The unseen master who once seemed like a ghost begins to feel unnervingly real. A hand brushing too close. A voice low enough to send shivers down his spine. A presence that lingers even when unseen. And then there is the door at the end of the hall—the one no servant dares approach, the one locked tight as if guarding a terrible secret. Elias knows he should follow the rules. He knows he should never look. But curiosity is a dangerous thing. Because the moment he breaks the second rule… The Devil starts watching him back. Updates: Paused: Will resume on the 25/2/25: Due to exams.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself face to face with Darius Thorne, the main character of [Arcanus Academy], who was looking at me with disdain. Many questions raced through my mind. What is happening? Is this a dream? Why won't he stop yelling? Am I dead? Does he have something stuck in his teeth? Have I somehow entered the world of my favorite game, like in those Web Novels I read so often? I opened my mouth, about to ask one of the many questions that had come to mind upon realizing the huge mess I was in. What I was about to say would be my first words in this new world. I had to be careful; the slightest mistake could worsen my current situation, which, judging by how things looked, didn’t seem good at all. "Can you get that thing out of your teeth? It's distracting me." Everyone nearby fell silent and stared at me until a burst of laughter erupted. Darius covered his mouth, clearly embarrassed. 'Damn, I already messed it up.' ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ ♠ ♣ - English is not my native language

It was a strange blade, only a foot and a half long, with a sword-shaped tip, with a sharp edge on one side and a serrated edge on the other. The whole body is polished and bright. In the middle of the blade of the strange blade, the words "stump Order" are engraved. One side of the cutting edge was sharp enough to blow and break hair, while the serrated side was as sharp as the sharp teeth of a wild animal and cold. This strange blade has a horrible name: "Bones of Authority"

Have you ever read a story? So stupid and senseless that it makes your blood boil and makes you pity even the villain of the novel. if you haven't that's fine because our protagonist did. "FROM WHERE THE FUCK DID NTR COME FROM?" He threw his console controller on the which did a cartoonish bounce and formed a bump on his forehead. ------ "Wait! What's this place!?" The moment he woke he found himself in a strange location never been visited by him ever before. ------ "No!! No!! No!! How the hell did I end in the body of this cucked villain! Why did I end up in this body!!" He lamented when looked at his face in the mirror that got beaten blue by the protagonist of the game. ------ "Don't worry, Riech. I will fulfill your and fucking kill the bastard and fuck his mother and avenge you!" He clenched his fist and gritted his teeth in anger vowing to take revenge. ***** If you want to support me than I would appreciate if you could donate! Paypal: @Un1que01

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(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

When Hobart reached the deepest part of the enigmatic library, he heard the slimy sound of thousands of tendrils brushing against the pages. In this eroded world, humanity lives amidst the remnants of pollution left by the Old Gods. Hobert soon discovered that the library's collection was far beyond what any mortal could withstand: pages from the "Necronomicon" surged with black blood inside a glass jar, the script of the "King in Yellow" grew fungal fuzz on the pages, and even a crimson single eye throbbed in a jar on the forbidden shelves of the seventh section. "Superpowers? Just a side effect of glimpsing the truth." But each superpower gnawed away at his sanity. Crisis followed crisis: the burgeoning tumor library in the subway tunnels, the "Worm Codex" that wrote the fates of the living. When Gu Yuan finally unraveled the deepest mystery, he was met with the awakening of R'lyeh from light-years away. "Welcome home," echoed three hundred voices across the library's dome, as the shelves began to seep seawater, and all the books flipped their pages simultaneously, producing a sound no human vocal cords could make... Now, the closing bell has rung. You hear a knocking from the depths of the ocean, where the Old Ones dwell.

There exists no obstruction for a one-track mind like Latona Cassel's. If there is no path laid at her feet, she will carve her own instead. With the meager life she struggles to endure, desperate measures are far more convenient and called-for. So when Latona sets her eye on something indispensable, she isn't afraid to seize it, even if it means clawing a prize out of another's hands. For the sky may be the limit, but her desire to possess goes beyond it. Yet one pathetic truth remains—she still foolishly holds out for Gideon Regis who has severed her hands before she ever had the chance. After all, Gideon is nothing without his rigid morals. He lives only to follow what have been established for him: obedience, honor, family values. If he were to step even an inch outside those lines, hell itself would be damned. But amidst lingering stares and tension palpable in the air, how do you brush off the scorching ardency that gnaws at your bones? Storms have been stirred. Nights have fallen. Do you douse in resolution, or do you let it all burn and consume? [Written in Tagalog and English]

As their lips met, the world around them melted away, leaving only the gentle caress of their kiss. It was a slow, sweet burn, like the first tender flames of a winter fire. But just as she tried to pull away, he wrapped his arms around her, drawing her close with a gentle yet insistent pressure. His hands roamed over her back, sending shivers down her spine as he slowly peeled off her singlet. The ice block she had been holding slipped from her fingers, landing with a soft thud on her breast. The cold was a shock, making her gasp and try to pull away, but he held her fast, his lips never leaving hers. As the chill seeped into her skin, she tried to squirm free, but he was relentless, his hands slipping beneath her clothes to warm her chilled flesh. His fingers brushed against her skin, sending sparks flying through her veins like fireflies on a summer night. And yet, even as she tried to push him away, she couldn't help but feel drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. His touch was a slow, sweet torture, melting her resistance like ice in the spring sun. but then someone was behind the door of the room 'sucy are you here'