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Fated To The Four Notorious Alpha Brothers

Content Warning: This story is intended for readers aged 18 and above. Although it is a love story, it contains dark and potentially distressing themes, including toxicity and obsession. Reader discretion is advised, as some content may be triggering. ** With my heart pounding in my chest, I forced myself into the center of the living room, where the brothers sat in silence. My legs felt weak beneath me, and my breath came out shaky as I opened my mouth to speak. "After college..." I started, then paused before continuing, "I’m leaving the house," I managed to say, my words barely above a whisper. Instantly, the room’s atmosphere shifted. Four pairs of eyes locked onto me, their displeasure clear in their expressions. Before I could respond, the brothers surrounded me. "You want to leave us?" Gavin’s voice was low and disbelieving, his gaze piercing. "Absolutely not," Parker snapped, his tone sharper than I’d ever heard. Cooper shook his head, his expression unreadable. "Sweetheart, that’s simply not an option." Then Bryce stepped forward, his eyes dark with intensity. "Over my dead body," he growled. "You’re not going anywhere without us." "You mean... I have to stay here? With you? Forever?" I asked, my face twisted with fear as I looked from one brother to the next. Bryce met my gaze, his tone cold and sharp. "Exactly. You’re stuck with us. Forever." His words confirmed my fears, and before I could stop myself, my knees gave out and I collapsed to the floor. ** Amera was barely eighteen when she was forcibly taken from her parents. She was brought to their mansion, and instead of being treated with respect and dignity, she was made to work as their maid, turning her life into a living hell. Exhausted by their mistreatment and constant seduction, Amera decided to do what was best for herself—she ran away. She ran as fast as her tiny legs could carry her. But is it truly possible to escape the grasp of the four notorious brothers? The answer is no—you can’t! It’s simply impossible. Amera soon found herself caught between the brothers; they seduced her, made her cry out their names in ecstasy, bullied her, provoked her jealousy, and left her deeply frustrated. Once again, Amera grew weary, and it wasn’t long before she began planning a second escape. Read my other book 'The Ugly Omega Is Mated To Three Handsome Alphas' I'm a new author on Webnovel, kindly support my writing journey.
Blessing_D_Writes · 29.6K Views

The Seventh Daughter of Jezebel

Shantel Hale has spent her life trying to live above the dark shadows her mother’s reputation cast over her. She has seen powerful men fall at Jessica Hale’s feet— the infamous seductress popularly termed the modern day ‘Jezebel’ only to be left ruined afterwards. But unlike her sisters, who embraced their mother’s legacy to build fortunes and secure influential husbands, Shantel, the seventh and youngest daughter of Jessica Hale, had carved her own path in secret, gathering several awesome identities for herself. One of them was the elusive Elsa—an influential force in the corporate world, sought after by the most powerful executives. Invincible CEOs vie for her counsel, but she has consistently refused to step into the limelight while offering her services. Meanwhile, in a desperate bid to salvage his company that was crumbling after a scandal, Richard Domango turns to Elsa, convinced that she is the only one who can save him. Seeing that Richard had played right into her hands, Shantel will stop at nothing to demand for her pound of flesh from Richard for humiliating her in the past. But neither is ready for the sparks that begins to fly between them, especially Richard after finding out that his saviour, whom he fell helplessly for at first sight, is none other than Shantel Hale— ‘the seventh daughter of Jezebel’ and the very woman he’d felt nothing but blatant disdain for all his life. Will they allow their past to chart a vengeful path for them, or give in to the all consuming attraction growing between them in leaps and bounds by the day?
Beautifiedg1 · 54.5K Views

Chosen By My Mate's Father-in-law

When Jasmine’s fated mate Elliot rejects her for the Lycan Chairman’s daughter, she is left broken, humiliated and alone. To make matters worse, her father gets arrested for embezzlement, and Jasmine needs to raise ten million to release him. Desperate to save her father from a wrongful conviction, Jasmine takes the only job she can find—tutoring the bratty daughter of a rich werewolf family. But she never expected her employer to be the Lycan chairman himself: Gareth Laken. He is ruthless, dominant… and her ex-mate’s future father-in-law. Gareth thinks she’s a threat. A bitter ex-girlfriend out for revenge, waiting to harm his own daughter. But the more he watches her, the more he sees a woman refusing to be shattered by the world that betrayed her. A woman he can’t stop wanting, despite the huge age difference. Now, Jasmine is caught between two powerful men—one who destroyed her, and one who might destroy everything she has left to protect. Excerpt “You’re playing a dangerous game,” Gareth said, voice low, his towering frame just inches from mine. “I didn’t come here to play,” I shot back, even as my heart pounded. “But you should be asking Elliot why he keeps showing up at my door. I’m not the one chasing ghosts.” His eyes darkened, his gaze dropping to my lips. “He’s not the only one haunted by you.” I froze. I should have walked away. Instead, I whispered, “Then why do you look at me like you want to hate me and kiss me at the same time?” He didn’t answer. But his silence spoke louder than any lie.
Faye‌ Sterling‌ · 215.9K Views

The Lunar Crest Academy: Marked by The Lycans

#WARNING Vivid descriptions of abuse scenes. Readers discretion is advised. They call it an honor, but everyone knows the truth. Every year, the Lycans choose one werewolf from the Feral Packs to attend Lunar Crest Academy. A place of wealth, power, and deadly secrets. A place no Feral has ever returned from. This year, that sacrifice is Lorraine Anderson Branded as the outcast of the ShadowFang Pack, she has endured years of torment at the hands of those who once called her family. Beaten, broken, and betrayed, she is now being handed over to the monsters that rule them all. The Lycans. She knows what awaits her.....death. But when she arrives at Lunar Crest Academy, she finds something even worse than death. A game. One where she is the lowest-ranked player. One where survival is impossible. And at the center of it all stands him. The Lycan prince. Cold. Ruthless. Dangerous. His red eyes seem to follow her every move, his presence a constant, suffocating force. She should fear him like everyone else. She should cower under his gaze. But she doesn’t. Because beneath his terrifying exterior, there’s something else. Something dark and possessive. Something that makes her heart pound in a way it never should. In a world where strength is everything and weakness means death, Lorraine has only one choice.... to fight. Even if it means challenging the very monsters that want to destroy her. Even if it means becoming something far more terrifying than anyone ever expected. Because one thing is certain… She will not die quietly.
Lilly000 · 273.9K Views

The Demon King's Substitute Bride c

***** "And the kiss last night?" he asked, stepping closer until she could feel the warmth of him so near. Katrina clutched the roses, heart pounding, feeling the butterflies rising in her. His eyes held her, intense and filled with an emotion she couldn't name. "I don't regret it," he murmured. "I meant every bit of it, and I'd love to—" Katrina didn't let him finish. She pulled him close and pressed her lips to his, unable to resist any longer.  He responded immediately, his arms wrapping around her waist, pulling her close.  His kiss was slow and deep, full of a passion that set her on fire. ****** King Karl of Xylonia, known as the masked king, is feared by all. Cursed at birth to die at 25, he hides half his face behind a mask, leaving everyone wondering what lies beneath. Ruthless and cold-hearted, he never expected to fall in love—until Katrina enters his life. Katrina, a slave-princess, is treated like a servant in her own home because she was born outside of marriage. When her father can't repay his debt to King Karl, he offers his eldest daughter in placed of his youngest daughter, claiming she has a magical touch that heals with a simple massage. Intrigued, the king agrees. But Katrina was never the chosen one, and the healing power is a lie. As the king starts to fall for her, Katrina is trapped in a web of deceit. How long can she keep her secret before the vengeful king uncovers the truth? And when he does, will their love survive—or will the mask of the king hide a fury that could destroy them both? Contain 18+ scenes detailed explicit content. Hot Romance, Dark secrets. #Not your regular Dark-Romance novel#
Ella_Dominic23 · 206.3K Views

THE CHRONOS TAPESTRY

The past is not dead; it's a living, breathing echo, and something ancient is stirring, threatening to unravel the very fabric of reality. Dr. Aris Thorne, a brilliant but cynical historical linguist, believes history is a fixed record. That conviction shatters when he unearths a peculiar, multi-limbed symbol in a remote Spanish cave. It's an Iberian etching, yet it resonates with an impossible familiarity—a chilling echo of a lesser-known Hanuman depiction from an ancient Ramayana text. Touching it, Aris is violently thrown into a temporal echo: a visceral, terrifying immersion in a cataclysmic aerial battle fought by impossibly advanced constructs of metal and fire under a bruised, alien sky. This isn't a vision; it's a raw, unfiltered memory pulsing from a Chronos Node—a point where the Chronos Weave, the very tapestry of time, has worn thin. Aris's world is upended, forcing him to confront a terrifying truth: ancient myths are not just stories, but encoded histories and prophecies of a forgotten global civilization, and their echoes are now bleeding into the present. His reluctant journey begins, guided by Guru Jai, an enigmatic antique dealer who reveals Aris's latent connection to the Dharma Keepers, a hidden lineage tasked with safeguarding these truths. As Aris races across continents, from the "stone whispers" of Russian megaliths hinting at Vanara legacies to the "sands of forgotten gods" in the Gulf where Rakshasa's shadows loom, each ancient site becomes a new Chronos Node, triggering more immersive temporal echoes and chilling "future glimmers" of probable, terrifying timelines. He discovers that the Ramayana is not just an epic, but a blueprint for a cyclical cosmic struggle between Dharma and Adharma, continuously unfolding. But Aris is not alone in his pursuit. He is hunted by The Chronos Collective, a shadowy, ancient organization led by the enigmatic "The Weaver." This powerful group believes humanity is too chaotic to govern its own destiny and is actively manipulating the Chronos Weave, seeking to impose a rigid, controlled future by exploiting the coming "Great Alignment." They aim to "correct" history's perceived flaws, even if it means erasing free will or orchestrating chaos. They seek to twist the ancient narratives for their own ends, perhaps even reawakening a controlled "Rakshasa's Shadow." With the brilliant astrophysicist Dr. Lena Petrova providing a scientific counterpoint, trying to quantify the inexplicable temporal phenomena, Aris finds himself in a desperate race against time. The "Great Alignment" is not just a cosmic shift; it's a pivotal moment where the threads of reality are most fluid, and the choices made in the present will irrevocably shape the future. "The Chronos Tapestry" is a pulse-pounding intellectual thriller and a mythological epic, where every discovery deepens the mystery, every echo reveals a new threat, and the fate of reality hangs in the balance. The past is a weapon, the future is a battlefield, and Aris Thorne is caught in the middle of a never-ending war for the very soul of time.
Ravi_Kumar_Reddy_4518 · 4.8K Views

Lethal Gold

I turned away, trying to push past the suffocating madness that seemed to close in around me. Coughlan’s voice followed me, calm but unyielding. “You can run, Volcan, but you can’t hide. This city has a way of pulling its children back — whether they want it or not.” I glanced over my shoulder. His hollow eye seemed to pierce right through me. “Remember, your blood isn’t just a weapon. It’s a key. And soon, you’ll understand why.” With that, he melted back into the shadows, leaving me alone with the cold night and questions I wasn’t ready to face. I shakily took a breath, the cold edge of curiosity slicing through my panic. Pulling a small knife from my pocket, I pressed the blade against my palm, wincing as it nicked the skin. A bead of blood welled up, shimmering faintly under the pale moonlight — a soft, oceanic blue glow pulsing from within. I stared, heart pounding, as the glowing droplet hovered a moment before dripping onto the cracked pavement. Where it touched, the ground seemed to hiss, steam rising as if burned by some unseen fire. My breath hitched. This wasn’t just a dream. This was real. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________----- Some people excel at keeping secrets, others fail at concealing them completely. Volcan Blipe,a haunted middle aged man, has the worst of them. After an unexpected unfolding of events, Coughlan Ittanye, a power repressed city administrator, discovers the potential of Volcan’s blood- which can possibly eradicate the plague disease that has been turning humans into flesh eating monsters. When he tracks down Volcan and offers him a deal he cannot refuse as an illegitimate in Belandion city-city identities and protection in exchange for vials of Volcan’s blood, Volcan initially refuses, but eventually concedes. But things don’t stay the same. Unintentionally, their mutual transaction based on professionalism gets noticed by the underground societies,and one in particular-the Black Oxide gang Amid the budding relationship with the younger city administrator and his desire to live a normal life, Volcan can no longer afford not to bleed if he wants to survive.
HsuanGene · 3.2K Views

Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.
Staplehead · 1M Views

I was Kidnapped for Revenge by a Ruthless Alpha

[MATURE CONTENT] SEXUALLY EXPLICIT CONTENT. Eighteen years ago, blood stained the halls of the Full Moon Gala. The Vampires came slaughtering nearly every wolf shifter at the gala, including the visiting royal family. Blood drenched the earth, and when the carnage ended. Prince Ambrose, soaked in the screams of his people, he rose from the ashes with a single vow: Blood for blood. Eighteen years later, Ambrose is now Alpha King, ruthless, unyielding, and revered by his pack. But his thirst for vengeance never dulled. His target? Princess Odette. Odette isn’t a delicate doll. She’s fire wrapped in silk. Born of power, and unafraid to destroy. Raised by the very monsters that broke him. Ambrose wants to break her. But this princess doesn't break easily. Captured. Kidnapped. Claimed. The girl he wanted to destroy becomes the woman he can’t stop watching. Touching. Needing. Their bond is dangerous. Twisted. Forbidden. Can love be born of vengeance? What if a terrifying and dangerous threat rises from the shadows? Can a millennia long blood feud be overcome or will they destroy themselves before the enemy even has a chance? Ex: “I missed how you talked back. I can smell the fire burning inside you. Your arousal. It’s strong. Now be a good girl and lie still.” He requested with what sounded like a polite tone but was really just a cover for his sick twisted thrill. “You don’t smell shit from me.” I was getting angry. I know he probably has armed my collar again or I’d throw him across the room and untie myself, give him a piece of my mind. But another part of me. Some twisted sick masochist piece of me wanted to find out how the game was played. He quickly closed the distance between us, reaching to tie the blindfold over me. The minute my vision darkened alarms rang in my head. Every sense was heightened. It was intense and overpowering. “Ever been touched here, by man?” I shook my heads no. He lifted his hand from my skin, and that’s when I realized I’d been holding my breath. He moved to my stomach. “How about here?” I shook my head no. he was driving me crazy, my skin was screaming for more, despite my better judgement, I also wanted more. His warm gentle touch sent a ripple of heat rolling down my back. I desperately wanted to know what yes would mean. My heart was thundering. The pit in my stomach became and ache between my legs. And then hot, soft lips crashed into mine, stealing my breath, it was anything but gentle. It was violent, all consuming, and possessive. Something twisted in me, I opened my mouth like a weak idiot and let him in. Let his tongue explore my mouth. I gave in completely surrendering to him. “You taste far better than I expected.” He sounded almost as breathless as me. I could hear his heart pounding just like mine. He touched my neck next. I nodded yes. Not just because it was true, but because I wanted it. I shouldn’t want it, but I did. Desperately. I wanted to feel the touch of his lips again. And my wish was granted. He bit into my neck softly first and started sucking and kissing on me. A moan escaped me, one I didn’t see coming. The bite at first hurt, but the sucking on my neck eased the pain, sending a jolt of pleasure through me. “Here?” “Princess?” He paused. His hand landed somewhere I should have expected, but for some reason completely forgot. And when his hot hands touched womanhood, my breath hitched. He growled low and possessively asked “And here?”
devonany · 200.5K Views

Reawakening: SSS-Rank Villain’s POV

[Warning!!! Contains Explicit Scenes, extreme gore, heart-pounding fight scenes, and an extremely combat loving MC!] Two millennials ago, Earth underwent an earth-shattering change. The gods were slaughtered by an unknown terrifying existence, and their potent blood spilled through the entire solar system, corrupting all life on various planets along with Earth. As a last resort, the gods created the Galactic Tower. Their inheritances, strength, and relics were placed as rewards for those who cleared each floor, proving themselves worthy. … Lucian Morningster, the golden boy of the city. He had a perfect life, had the prettiest girl, a good best friend and a very bright future. However, everything changed when he awakened an F-rank talent instead of the expected S-rank talent. “It must be a mistake?” “See? I told you he would awaken a trash talent.” “All that potential, for an F-ranker?” His girlfriend who awakened a C-rank talent, “What a waste, Lucian. My father took you in for nothing!” His best-friend who awakened an A-rank talent, “You know, seeing you so weak and vulnerable is kind of refreshing. She always hated your endless confidence, so do I. It’s no wonder she comes to me after being done with you.” Lucian, who was respected and envied now turned to a joke to the entire school and town. “Boom!” Those who he called friends attacked him, leaving him for dead in the Galactic Tower. … [Ding!] [Congratulations! 100,000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Self Regeneration (F-Rank) has evolved into Extreme Ungodly Regeneration (SSS-Rank)!] ──────────────────────── [Ungodly Regeneration] ▪ Class Rank: SSS ▪ Class Perk: — +∞% Vitality | x300% Mana (SSS) ▪ Class Skills: ➤ (SSS) Ungodly Regeneration: Instantly regenerates from any injury. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Shadow: Use your blood to awaken a blood shadow of slain enemies. [Upgradable] ➤ (SSS) Blood Extraction: Absorb the blood of the dead to gain random stat enhancements. [Upgradable] ────────────────── [Rerolling Standard Combat Spear...] [1,876x Reroll has been triggered!] [Standard Combat Spear → Blood Shadow Devourer(Legendary)] ──────────────────────── [Rerolling Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Mana Sorage Necklace[Bronze-grade)→Celestial Essence Amulet (Mythic-grade)] ──────────────── [Rerolling Tresure Chest[Bronze-grade).] [5000x Reroll has been triggered!] [Treaure Chest[Bronze-grade)→Treasure Chest (Mythic-grade)] ••• While others spend their entire lives fighting for Mythical items, Lucian only had to reroll a common item into a mythical item. Equipping Hos Blood Shafows with Mythical grade armor and weapons, Lucian rose through the Tower with an unstoppable force. At the pinnacle, he looked down on the world with disdain. Some say with extraordinary powers, comes extraordinary responsibilities. Lucian: “Fvck that! I just want vengeance!” Extra Tags: No Yaoi, No Yuri, Possibly Harem (Vote! I can write either, and in any case, there will be multiple girls. The only difference is whether he chooses one in the end or goes the crazy path.. democracy is yours!)
RagingArtPunk · 1.3M Views

Midnight bride

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”
Neph444 · 31.2K Views

The Crown Princess Scandal

Hwayeong’s Hilarious Struggle to Flunk Out of the Crown Princess Selection! Hwayeong’s peaceful life is turned upside down when her younger sister, inspired by rumors about the Crown Prince’s less-than-stellar appearance, submits her name for the Crown Princess selection without her consent. For Hwayeong, who loathes the very idea of stifling palace life, it’s a nightmare come to life. So, she comes up with a cunning plan: To delay her arrival at the imperial palace no matter what! However, her carefully laid plans are thrown into chaos when, out of nowhere, a galloping horse nearly tramples her. Furious at the reckless rider, she takes off after him through the bustling streets, her anger fueling every step. It’s only when she skids to a stop, heart pounding, that she looks up and realizes she’s standing before the towering gates of the very place she swore she would never go. “I won’t let this slide. Just you wait!” Confronting the rider later that evening, Hwayeong demands an apology, but instead of showing remorse, he arrogantly dismisses her complaint. Enraged, she impulsively hurls her shoe at his back in an act of defiance. Days later... Her frustration turns to horror when she learns the man’s true identity—he’s none other than the Crown Prince himself, the very focus of the competition she’s been dragged into. Though initially panicked, Hwayeong refuses to give up. Her new goal? Become such a nuisance to the Crown Prince that he’ll have no choice but to kick her out and send her back home! Unfortunately, the Crown Prince has no intention of playing along with her schemes... “You’ll rot here for six full months—completely, thoroughly, and absolutely!” Now caught in a battle of wills, Hwayeong must decide: Can she outsmart the Crown Prince and escape the confines of the palace, or will her rebellion only tighten the chains around her? #Romance #Comedy #Romanticcomedy #History #Loyalty #Prince #Unrulyheroine Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by JeongHyun All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 정현, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.
JeongHyun · 88.4K Views

Talent In A World With Heroes and Gates

2014. 5:00 Am. Under the still dark sky, a silhouette was jogging around the block in black sweatpants and a sweatshirt, despite the darkness hiding most of his features his almost vibrantly glowing gold eyes could be seen sharp and focused. “I love, I love, I love…” the man was quietly singing, his headphones laid over his hoodie, noise cancelling of course, a beloved feature. The man, keenly aware of the danger of ANC headphones was constantly surveying the road, wary of cars. Unaware of the massive incoming meteor that was plummeting at a speed so fast it was like a blur. *boom* Just like that, a man, crushed under the weight of at least 100,000 pounds was made into meat paste, sadly missing out on the evolution of Earth. [Planet Z267-B3, “Earth” has been inducted. Good Luck] From that moment on people started awakening left and right, [You have awakened S-ranked skill, god speed, you move at incredible speeds.] [You have awakened D rank skill, Tech Savvy, you are exceptionally good with technology] … However, unknown to the rest of the world, a man, well meatpaste, received a talent as well, one so broken it was unheard of. […Skill awakened: The Talented, you are the talented one, the pinnacle of all genius, what a one in ten quadrillion genius can achieve throughout a lifetime, you achieve in a blink.] “…” the once man, now meatpaste felt his bones, flesh, and blood slowly reconvene, the boulder, the cause of the evolution cracked and revealed him, Alexios Bornhunter, the talented one.
Faint19 · 6.3K Views

Sweet Devil [BL]

“Happy Christmas Eve!” chuckled the old man as he strapped a watch around Misha’s wrist. “Have a nice trip.” The next morning, the 25-year-old Misha woke up with a pounding headache, sore muscles, and strong nausea. In short, the perfect hangover. But when he saw his reflection in the mirror, he soon realized that the pain wasn’t caused by the terrifying amount of alcohol he had drunk the previous day. His body had shrunk. A lot. He didn’t have the time to think too much about it since his mother suddenly erupted in his room - the next day, his sister did the same thing. Mother and sister who had died a long time ago. The old man wasn't crazy. As he had predicted, Misha did travel back in time, just before losing his loved ones. And so, Misha had now one mission: changing the dreadful fate of his mother and sister and sending away his sister’s boyfriend by all means. They had to break up! Like it or not, that man will bring disaster to the family sooner or later. This time, Misha wouldn't fall for that warm smile and those gentle eyes as he knew they were hiding a cold, insensitive personality. However, things weren’t as simple as he thought, and perhaps the sister’s boyfriend was not the enemy. Perhaps, since the beginning, he had everything wrong and knew nothing of his sister. ________________ *The BL will mostly show up in the second and third volumes. It is a very slow romance, so don't expect the protagonist to fall in love quickly. In the first volume, he has too much on his mind to care about love and such. *There will be contents for 18+ in the second and/or third volume. I will put a warning at the beginning of every NSFW chapter. P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/rsvaesen?fan_landing=true
RS_Vaesen · 1.4M Views

Chronos's End

Alright, webnovel crew, let’s crank up the chaos and dive into the heart-pounding, edge-of-your-seat world of Chrono’s End! Picture this: a city called Velaris, trapped under a blood-red sky that’s been stuck in a menacing sunrise for years, like the universe hit pause on hope itself. The air’s thick with dread, and the clock’s ticking 54 minutes until the *Event*, some cosmic catastrophe ready to wipe the slate clean. But here’s the kicker: thanks to a genius named Dr. Chronos and his Speed Field, those 54 minutes stretch into 54 years. A whole lifetime to fight for survival if you’re fast enough to keep up. Enter Alex Thompson, the guy everyone’s written off as a total nobody. He’s a Norma, meaning no speed, no powers, just a plain gray cloak and a lifetime of side-eyes. In Velaris, speedsters are gods blazing through the streets with fire, lightning, or ice trailing behind them, battling nightmare creatures that claw their way through rifts in reality. These monsters aren’t just scary; they’re death incarnate—jagged claws, glowing eyes, and a hunger for blood that’s left entire districts in ruins. Five years ago, while Alex was frozen in stasis with half the population, these beasts tore through the city, and the speedsters, including his own family, fought to hold the line. Now, awake and out of place, Alex is the “Frozen Failure” a walking punchline to a world that worships velocity. His family? They’re legends: mom’s an earth-shaking speedster, dad’s a fire-wielding warrior, sister’s a water-bending prodigy. They love him, sure, but it’s the kind of love that comes with a side of pity and distance, like he’s a ghost from a past they’ve outrun. The city’s no kinder speedsters shove him aside, mock his slow steps, and laugh when he stumbles. But when a rift tears open in Horizon Plaza, spilling a towering, scale-covered horror with claws that could shred steel, Alex’s world flips upside down. This isn’t just another fight. The plaza becomes a warzone pavement cracking, screams echoing, blood staining the stones. The Sentinels, elite speedsters who glow like stars, are outmatched. One of them, Lira, goes down hard, her light fading as the creature looms over her. No one’s close enough to save her. No one but Alex. Against every instinct screaming at him to run, he charges into the chaos. Debris rains down, the rift’s energy warps the air, and the creature’s roar shakes his bones. He’s got no powers, no plan, just a ripped cloak and a stubborn spark of courage. As he slides beside Lira, pressing fabric to her glowing wounds, the monster turns its six dead-star eyes on him. Death is seconds away, and Alex knows it. But something stirs. Time itself hesitates a flicker, a heartbeat where the world slows, and he sees every detail: the creature’s dripping fangs, the flicker of Lira’s fading light, the desperation in his friends’ eyes. Is it his imagination, or is something impossible waking inside him? His best friends, Lily Windwhisper, whose gentle winds can barely stir dust, and Kael Emberstrike, a fire-fisted brawler who’d punch a rift shut if he could, leap in to save him. But the danger’s far from over. Behind the scenes, a cloaked figure watches from the shadows, their eyes glinting with malice. They’re pulling the strings, opening rifts, speeding up the end. And now, they’ve seen Alex seen that spark. He’s no longer just a failure. He’s a threat. With 54 years to save a crumbling world, Alex is about to discover a power that could bend time itself. But in a city of betrayal, where monsters lurk and trust is a luxury, one wrong move could end it all. Will he rise to fight the darkness, or will the clock run out, leaving his blood on the stones? Join Alex, Lily, and Kael in a race against oblivion, where every second is a battle, and every battle could be the last. The end is coming will you run with them?
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