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In the heart of medieval times, Atika, a tribal slave girl adorned with intricate tattoos marking her heritage, finds herself on the auction block once again. Known for her fierce spirit and unyielding defiance, she has been sold and returned by numerous masters, none able to tame the wildness within her. Atika's life changes when Virgil, a handsome and tall pureblood vampire, attends the auction. Cold, sadistic, and narcissistic, Virgil's reputation precedes him. Yet, he is immediately captivated by Atika's beauty and fiery spirit. Her feral nature reminds him of a wild kitten, earning her the nickname "kitten" from him. Intrigued and seeing potential in her that others have missed, Virgil places a high bid, securing Atika as his new possession. He brings her to his grand estate, a place of opulence and dark secrets. There, he plans to mold her into a perfect servant, but he is also drawn to the possibility of something more—an unusual bond that neither can yet define. Excerpt: The moonlight filtered through the high, arched windows of Lord Virgil’s estate, casting an ethereal glow over the polished marble floors. The imposing figure of Virgil, a tall and handsome pureblood vampire with raven hair and piercing red eyes, stood in the center of the grand hall. His gaze was fixed on Atika, the human slave girl who knelt before him, her tribal attire and tattoos a stark contrast to the opulence around her. Atika's spirit was unbroken despite her circumstances. She was feisty, with a sharp tongue and a sweetness that could disarm even the coldest of hearts. But Virgil was not easily swayed. His narcissistic and sadistic nature made him a master of control, and he relished the challenge she presented. “Kneel, kitten,” Virgil commanded, his voice smooth and unwavering. Atika hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with rebellion, but she complied, sinking to her knees before him. She hated the nickname he had given her, but there was a strange intimacy in the way he said it, a possessiveness that sent shivers down her spine. Virgil stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. He reached out, lifting her chin with a single finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Such a feral kitten,” he murmured, a hint of amusement in his voice. “You remind me of a wild creature, untamed and full of fire.” Atika’s breath hitched, but she refused to look away. “I am not a pet,” she said defiantly. “I am a warrior.” Virgil chuckled, the sound low and dangerous. “You are whatever I say you are,” he replied, his thumb brushing over her lips. “And right now, you are mine.” His eyes flickered to the brand on her shoulder, the mark that declared her a slave. His expression darkened, the amusement vanishing as quickly as it had appeared. “Who branded you with this mark?” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. Atika’s heart pounded, fear and anger warring within her. She knew that revealing the name would bring death, but Virgil's patience was not infinite. She remained silent, her defiance a silent challenge. Virgil’s eyes narrowed, his grip tightening on her chin. “Answer me, kitten,” he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. “Who dared to mark you as their property?” Tears welled in Atika’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she finally spoke. “His name is Varek,” she said her voice barely a whisper. “He is the one who branded me.” Virgil’s expression grew darker, a deadly calm settling over him. He released her, turning away with a dangerous grace. “Varek,” he repeated, the name like poison on his lips. “He will pay for this.”

Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of Eden in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is peace. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

My first novel yaey (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ Guwuys I don't settle for 1.5k words per chapter but do tell me if I need to shorten them huhuwu Give this book a chance ples (⁠´⁠°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥⁠ω⁠°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥⁠｀⁠) ——— Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I am sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] I do apologize in advance. I can only offer a small, squishy Furan Shi with ears and tail(/s). Also, I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... ehe..

What is all this existing for again..? This is the story of humanity; only they can answer the question. In truth, they are busy answering it. Besides humanity, this is a story about talent and disappointments. This is a story about the excitement of fantasy and the let down of reality. But, after all, this is my story, my idea of going against time and disappointments.

Jason loved animals. A couple of years ago, he also acquired a strange power that allowed him to communicate with animals. Using this, he participated in bug battles, and had newfound fun in his life. One day, his sister and he saw a mysterious post on the internet that revealed a strange big cat. The owner of the pet said he got a contact card and was sent to a trial space where he fought with strange beasts with his contracted pet. His cat beast was injured and petrified with a leg missing and he sent this post to request help. Lily dismissing this as photoshop and attention-seeking post, and Jason agreed, though feeling intrigued nonetheless. But on the same day, he suddenly saw a screen. [Congratulations! You’ve qualified as a Beastmaster…] [The Contract Card has appeared…] Novice Mission: [Use the Contract Card to capture an animal as your pet and become a beastmaster!] Accepting this meant entering a strange

"Our world..." A monstrous veil of light plummeted from the heavens, engulfing several kingdoms in its radiance. The disaster was so dangerous that it forced all who dwell in the world to either succumb to the mysterious lethal radiance or leave. Now, after who knows long, The Adtraic Family’s Dominion of the world has now long-vanished. Memories of it were forgotten, and so had its people. That was, until two members of the Adtraic family returned to this world. Although they had lost their reign, they swear that they will find the truth of the disaster and what lurks deep in their family’s long-forgotten past. * * * * * * * * Cover art, map, sketches, and all other character illustrations are owned by me. (Turn on Paragraph Comments to see them.) Disclaimer: Adtraic Verity is a passion project, it will not be rushed, and it will be edited/published at my own pace. Thank you for reading!

A boy transmigrates along with gaining the inheritance of a Mystical Cultivation Senior in the world of Magic in the Middle Ages full with mana ,elves ,demons ,demi-humans, Were-wolves ,Vampires ,beasts, dragons and much more allure and hidden secrets. Watch as he adapts in this unknown world and starts his life anew in this world and makes friends and enemies along his path to make something of himself and find his meaning in this life. Will he walk the path of GOOD or path of the EVIL or will he create his OWN path and tread in it with all its glory and imperfections ?? Do Give it a Try (◍•ᴗ•◍) (≧▽≦) ( ╹▽╹ ) **************************************************************** If you are sick and tired of reading the same old isekai, reincarnation, system, and OP MC's then this novel will give you a breath of fresh air. So... Prepare yourself to read a story you've never read before. Prepare yourself to feel things you've never felt before. I'll wait for you in the latest chapters! 1 CHP/week *************************************************************** #Additional Tags# : Team-Growth, Romance, Western-styled World-building, Cultivation, Rising-in-power ***DISCLAIMER*** : This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, places, ideology, theory and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Picture is Generated using Adobe Firefly Ai

Rhea Kapoor is a glamorous social media influencer with millions of followers and a meticulously curated online life. But behind the filters, she longs for authenticity and a deeper connection. On a trip to Himachal Pradesh for a friend’s wedding, she meets Karan Deshmukh, a nature-loving conservationist who lives off the grid and despises technology. As their romance blossoms offline, Rhea hides her influencer identity, enjoying the peace of an unfiltered relationship. However, when Karan learns about her online fame, misunderstandings, and tension arise. Can their love survive in a world where private moments become public and technology threatens to disconnect them? Offline Love is a heartwarming, funny, and dramatic journey about finding balance between the real and digital worlds.

The Ladybug (crawl of the damned Book 1) Available Now on A.MA.Z.O.N (KU) and Well-Edited - Search Zarkia Blair go to (filter) choose (All) on (Book) option the (Results) then my book will pop up. Support more on Dreame App - Mafia Alpha's Possession - Ongoing Find my other work on AlphaNovel App - Search Zarkia Blair Fated To Mate Her Brother? Completed. Sold To A Werewolf - Ongoing Vampire Maglor's Obsession - Ongoing and other two. WARNING: [MATURE CONTENT] This synopsis is for VOLUME 1. Anna, as a lecturer, isn't supposed to have a romantic relationship with students. However, one day, she meets Oliver, who is aware that Anna is his lecturer at the same campus. For Anna, it's love at first sight, while Oliver knows that Anna is his mate. After exchanging numbers in the store where they first met, Oliver invites Anna on a date. That's when Anna, at the age of 30, loses her virginity to 19-year-old Oliver, who happens to be a hellhound. Their journey begins when Anna experiences strange developments on her body and realizes the perks of being involved with a 19-year-old student who's a hellhound prince.

...something felt off. Despite the warmth of the celebration and the thoughtfulness of my friends, a strange unease settled over me. The journal in my hands, while beautiful and personal, felt like a key to something deeper. A weighty reminder that even with all the laughter and joy, there were layers beneath my ordinary life that I had yet to uncover. I opened the journal and flipped through the blank pages, wondering what I could possibly fill it with. As I reached the last page, a folded piece of paper slipped out. It was crisp and unfamiliar, not something I would have expected in a brand-new journal. Curiosity piqued, I unfolded it carefully. The note was handwritten in neat, flowing script: _"Your life is about to change. The key is within you, but you must remember who you are first. Happy birthday, Eli. You are more important than you think."_ A chill ran down my spine as I stared at the words. Who could have written this? How did they know I’d get this journal? The sense of unease that had been gnawing at me all day surged forward, wrapping around my chest like a vice. Suddenly, the classroom door creaked open, and I looked up, startled. Standing in the doorway was a figure I didn't recognize—small and frail, with long, dark hair cascading down her back. Her eyes, large and sorrowful, locked onto mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. For a moment, the world seemed to still. The air around me grew heavy, and the soft light filtering through the windows dimmed as though a shadow had fallen over the room. Her presence was haunting, almost otherworldly, as if she didn’t belong here—or maybe, as if she belonged more than anyone else. She took a step forward, her lips parting as if to speak. And when she finally did, her voice was barely more than a whisper, but it echoed in my mind with the force of a revelation: _"I'm sorry."_ With that, the room seemed to warp, reality blurring at the edges. Darkness crept in from the corners of my vision, swallowing the confetti, the balloons, the remnants of the party—until all that was left was the girl, the journal, and the strange, foreboding feeling that my ordinary life was about to be shattered forever. And then, everything went black. --- This is how it began: on what should have been a simple, forgettable birthday, I found myself thrust into a mystery far greater than anything I could have imagined. The note in the journal was just the first clue—a breadcrumb leading me toward something I could never have expected. Whatever this was, whoever this girl was, one thing was certain: my world had shifted, and there was no turning back. I was Eli, and my story was just beginning.

In a vibrant world where Pokémon thrive, a young girl named Lily Joy awakens to discover herself as the daughter of Nurse Joy in the Kalos region. Reincarnated from an ordinary life, Lily embraces the new reality, join her as she embarks on a journey filled joy and healing into the world of pokemon --- Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction; Pokémon is not mine. This image is not mine; I generated it using Firefly Adobe.

The moonlight filtered through the large windows of Li Qiang's penthouse, casting a silvery glow over the room. The city lights twinkled in the distance, a stark contrast to the dark world they both inhabited. Xin Yi stood by the window, her silhouette framed by the night sky, lost in thought. Li Qiang entered the room quietly, his presence commanding yet gentle. He approached her, his footsteps barely making a sound on the plush carpet. "Xin Yi," he called softly, his voice a deep, soothing rumble. She turned to face him, her eyes reflecting a mix of determination and vulnerability. "Yes, Mr. Gou?" she replied, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. He stepped closer, his gaze intense and unwavering. "You don't have to call me that when we're alone," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Call me Li Qiang." Xin Yi's heart skipped a beat. She had seen him in his most ruthless moments, but this side of him was different—softer, almost tender. "Li Qiang," she repeated, the name feeling foreign yet familiar on her tongue. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair from her face. His touch was surprisingly gentle, sending a shiver down her spine. "You've been through so much," he murmured, his eyes searching hers. "I see the strength in you, but I also see the pain." Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, refusing to let them fall. "I have a mission," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't afford to be weak." Li Qiang cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing away the tears that escaped. "Strength isn't about never breaking," he said softly. "It's about finding the courage to keep going, even when you're broken." For a moment, the world outside ceased to exist. It was just the two of them, standing on the precipice of something neither could fully understand. Xin Yi felt a warmth spread through her, a feeling she hadn't allowed herself to experience in a long time. Li Qiang leaned in, his breath warm against her skin. "Let me be your strength," he whispered, his lips inches from hers. "Let me help you carry the weight." Xin Yi closed her eyes, her resolve wavering. She had come here for revenge, but in this moment, all she wanted was to lose herself in his embrace. She felt his lips brush against hers, a tentative, gentle kiss that spoke of promises and unspoken desires. She kissed him back, her hands finding their way to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. It was a kiss filled with longing and desperation, a silent plea for solace in a world filled with chaos. When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. "This changes nothing," Xin Yi said, her voice trembling. "I still have a mission." Li Qiang nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he replied. "But maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to navigate this together." As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the lines between love and duty blurred, leaving them both wondering what the future held. Jang Xin Yi's world shattered the night her parents were brutally murdered. Consumed by vengeance, she infiltrates a ruthless mafia organization, posing as a bodyguard. Her mission: gather evidence and dismantle the syndicate from within. But her resolve wavers when she meets Li Qiang, the enigmatic and feared underboss. As she navigates this perilous world, Xin Yi is confronted with horrors that test her every step—the nauseating stench of death, gruesome torture chambers, and the brutal reality of Li Qiang’s actions. Despite the terror, Xin Yi remains determined to see her mission through. Will her thirst for revenge triumph, or will love and danger alter her path forever? Li Qiang commands respect through sheer terror. But when he hires a fearless martial artist who speaks her mind, his curiosity is piqued. Soon, he discovers the truth—his new bodyguard is a woman in disguise.

The morning sun filtered through the dense canopy of ancient trees that bordered the small town of Riversend, casting dappled shadows across the cobblestone streets. The air was cool and crisp, filled with the sounds of chirping birds and the gentle murmur of the nearby river. Riversend was a quaint settlement nestled on the edge of the enchanted forest of Sylvanor, known for its serene beauty and its vibrant market that thrived each morning. In the heart of the town, the aroma of freshly baked bread and sizzling sausages wafted from the bustling marketplace. Vendors called out their wares, and townsfolk moved about with a relaxed ease, their conversations blending into a harmonious hum of everyday life. Amidst this picturesque scene, a figure moved with an unusual blend of nonchalance and purpose. read to find out more

In 2041, Earth narrowly avoided the "Great Filter" through concerted international peace efforts. However, the world was soon thrown into turmoil as six mysterious Gates appeared across the globe, unleashing chaos. These invaders, hungry for human flesh and territory, threaten humanity's survival. Only time will reveal the fate of mankind as it faces this unprecedented threat.

Since when did a swallow sneak into the Bat Cave in Gotham? Bound to a system with only support and healing skills, how can one survive in the perilous world of superheroes? Baia: Of course, you become the world's best healer! Then the style of the superheroes began to change—a certain well-known zero-dodge hero actually started investing in magic resistance? Baia: Go, Clark! Clark: Charge! Whenever Gotham looms in darkness, there are always petals falling around. The old Batman, who is forced to wear a girlish filter: Is it okay not to use the pink shield even if I get hurt? Iron Can: Ha, what's the use of this Bat-kid who can't shoulder or carry anything? My Peter doesn't even know how much taller he is than her! After being picked up by Baia. Iron Can: Delicious! What about baldness? System: That can't be treated. A certain Metropolis bald person: Really can't be treated? Baia: Really can't be treated.

The apocalypse came sooner than the destined date, taking the lives of Nagan’s rabbit pets before he could go back home after work. The loss was enough to awaken a new reality-tainting ability from the depth of his crumbling heart. Seeing his wrathful ferocity and prowess on display, a mysterious overseer leaps forward from the heights—before proposing to the human to be her one and only husband. “Thus henceforth, in our hearts’ bloody honeymoon—lay you and I, a pair of nightly groom-to-be~” Still overwhelmed by the amount of blood he has lost, Nagan accepts the proposal while on the verge of being unconscious. He didn’t realize that he had become the seed producer and leader of a kingdom with a rabbit-eared army. ________ Usalian is a unisexual race that only consists of females within their social construct, with the exception of a ‘Patriarch’ that acts as the leader of the whole colony, while also being the seed provider to expand the population of the ‘Kingdom’, together with the ‘Queen’ that doubles as a the kingdom’s sole broodmother and figure of nobility. Every Usalian Queens of a different kingdom possessed a different power and specialization, but all of them possessed the trait to filter the extracted seeds of their ruling partner and birth those qualified seeded eggs instantaneously inside a special realm without any period of gestation. It’s easier to believe that all of this process is done magically without any scientific explanation, except for the seed extraction which can be done manually through consensual intercourse. Usalians themselves don't possess the concept of aging, as they grow mentally, spiritually, and physically through experience. Different experiences lead to a different growth and specialization. Sometimes, they are able to mutate and evolve an entirely unique trait to their genome, upgrading their capability by just simply existing. To top it off, every newborn kit inherited all of the strength, traits, genetic prowess, and the potential of their Patriarch with a ranging diversity depending on the Patriarch's Seeds Quality Quotient. As such, it is vital for the Patriarch to train and acquire a new strength through arrays of methods ranging from genetical surgery, mediation, physical training, relics, acquisition of supernatural, etc—to ensure the prosperity of the Kingdom. ________ Prominent tags: Over-the-top Action - Progression Fantasy - Civilization - Kingdom Building - Kingdom Progression - Mutation - Gene - Evolution - Supernatural - Magic and Science - Apocalypse - Multiple Realms - Paracausal Power - Yandere - Rabbit-Eared Wife - No NTR - Reclaiming Original Strength - Lovecraftian Horrors - Romance - R-18 - Realm War - Ageless - Fantasy - Sci-fi - Mass Regression - Comedy - Cultivation - Apotheosis ________ Cover illustration is made using AI with some editing magic.

"Letters for my Mother" is a collection of thoughts, emotions, and socioeconomic factors that have hindered my mother and me until her passing in 2007. At that time, I was away from home, moving from place to place, bunking on my sister's house one year and moving on to the other like clockwork. It was traumatic for me since I grew up knowing that I come from a large family of twelve and now living with different people all together or sometimes coming home to find my big sister hasn't arrived from work, so it was books and TV to keep me company. Most of the time, they were trying times as distance kept my two brothers and me from bonding fully. I am glad that I found an outlet for my part where everything seems to be going and coming. What was constantly being right was I thank them fully for taking me to high school, where I found my calling. Art, for me, was a constant where everything is a variable. I never knew I was artistically gifted in all areas of art. I found myself doing drama and musical at form one barely one month into the school. Next year, I found myself in Environment and Science Congress. I had hoped initially that I would blossom to be a scientist. There was this character, Dexter's lab, where he was a boy genius living in a suburban home and having a secret lab in the basement; it was an eye-opening factor for me, and I had to exercise to the fullest. Form three and four were full of music and festival of arts; that was where I grew my art to visual, and poetry came to me as a second language. You probably have figured out that school for me was not for learning, rather for making friends and trying my foot in various forms of art. After high school and pre-youth and college year (I studied computer graphic design for three months, and I dropped out for one reason I will share in my latter works), I found my calling in theatre and performing arts. I loved being on stage, acting, and bringing characters to life with costumes and lights. Telling narratives to the audience and watching them move with awe and splendor. Some hated me from curtain raise to curtain call, booing me for being the antagonist, and applauded wildly when I played the hero. After a while, I felt sick and stagnant for doing the same thing and staging in the same theatre. I saw different cultures and people around Kenya, my country, and settled for drawing and writing poetry and books. To be honest, I was a bit skeptical about my works and would write and draw sketches, and if they don't work out, I would tear them out and flush them. I know I was my worst critic, but I had my first break at 2017 under Storymoja and mentorship of Muthoni Garland, Samira Mathews, and Monity Odera. I published a children's book, "Monsters Who Disobeyed," translated to Swahili, also known as "Malipo ya Ukaidi." It was a milestone for me. I really appreciate my efforts, and three years later, I compiled this book for myself and also the whole world as a reminder that you can be yourself and be the greatest version; you just have to believe. My shortcoming is that my mother, may her soul rest in peace, would be proud of the young man I have become, being that I have never had the chance to show her how talented I am. To all the dreamers and the creatives out there, I would like to give a nugget of wisdom to all that the first step is the hardest, but you will get there eventually. After a while, I must say I am well-versed with various art forms, and I speak the language fluently. As a reader and a fan of my work, I must acknowledge that it is a pleasure giving you access to my world, and I hope to share a room in your library as a favorite.

Laura Chintya Bella, Rude girl with a sharp mouth and tough. Everyday she goes to the club after school until the evening. The reason was because Laura didn't like being alone because being alone would make her feel lonely. Her personality is a little strange, her mindset is unnatural and always leads to mental violence. Laura suffers from a masochistic disease, which is an act of self-injury on purpose, so that she is immune to all wounds. She is physically strong, but mentally weak. Her unstable emotions make her often explode when people gossip about her. She has only one male friend named Vikram Andreyson, a psychic who follows her wherever she goes. One day, Vikram accidentally reveals about Laura's future with a man. Laura is determined to find out about the man Vikram said with the sketch of the face that Vikram managed to draw. They searched for information about the man, and were surprised when they got information about the man's residence which turned out to be in a Mental Hospital. "Rely on me and get rid of my loneliness." (Laura) *** You can contact me on: Instagram: lidiacntys10 Discord: LidiaCntys10#7888 My other novels: - The Imperfect Second Male Lead (English) - I Will Get You Back, Young Master! (English) [ Book 2 ] - The Mafia Queen : Trapping A Man Who Phobias With Women [ Book 1 ] You can read both books separately. For now, the second book has been uploaded early.

Shayda Morning-Dew thought this would be the best day of her life, she was about to get engaged and then she could finally live her forever with Asher. It was all she had dreamed of, a small home with 2 kids and a day filled with immature pranks. The dreams and hopes she had filtered away in the moment, when she saw her boyfriend with her best friend. there was a proposal, but it was never hers. the life she had wanted cut short by the two people she trusted the most but things turn very spicy quickly. The Grim Reaper assigned to take her to the Afterlife turns out to be hot, single and flirty and is definitely making her feel like a teenager all over again. If Shayda had a horrible life before, she was determined to live her death in the most unhinged way possible with a new name.

A fanfiction-sketch of a missed scene in one of the bonus chapters of the novel "Hemp rope". Win tries to be restrained, but junior himself provokes him, taking the first step. After all, Hia is always so attentive and kind next to him. He knows his junior too well. Would Nong Team regret his decision to thank Hia... Warning: slash, yaoi, profanity, dirty talking, candid intimate practices: anal sex, blowjob, rimming, masturbation

(This book contains blood and gore and thematic elements) In a world where beauty is worshipped and ugly people are discriminated, Danica Collins struggles to survive. When she was eight she had a car accident, her parents died. She survived but only with a huge scar across her face, starting from her light eyelid then slipping in two, crossing her nose to the other cheek, while the other slim line traced her lips. She was horrified and bullied because of it. With constant hard work and determination, she got into SPOTLIGHT. The most prestigious fashion magazine company in Westling City, North Dakota. Her dream was to accompany the director and other designers to the Prime fashion show in Paris held every year. But with her facial appearance it seemed next to impossible. Even her crush Raphael only seems to take notice of only the pretty female employees. Danica wakes up one day to see an a Photoshop app on her phone called the FaceLife game. She plays it and it automatically fixes all her outer ugliness with a few missions to complete in return. Growing into a greedy beauty monster like the rest of the world, she forgets that although people can be beautiful on the outside, the greatest ugliness anyone can have starts from within. Will she realize it before it's too late? Will she allow her greed to take control over her and even go as far as taking a life just to become what the world refers to as beautiful? Or Was it that she had always been obsessed with outer appearances and just never noticed it till now? Stay tuned to find out Updates: Every Sunday Other books by the me: 1. My boyfriend can control the darkness 2. The Angel of death: I can see your death rate 3. Like blood from a frozen heart You can contact me on: Email: Funkillerwrites@gmail.com Support me by following on Instagram @funkiller562 Patreon coming soon...

As one of the world's top hackers, Yu Han suddenly died because she stayed up late launching an attack on a certain country's firewall! She did not expect to transmigrate into a romance novel that her friend had arranged for her to read and become a female supporting character with the same name in the novel. Yu Han expressed her dissatisfaction. What right did others have to transmigrate into the female protagonist while she could only be a female supporting character? Wait a minute! Yu Han was suddenly excited because, in the novel, her fiancé was the top celebrity in the novel, Ji Jun. He was also her favorite man in the novel because he was the only one who did not have a brainless crush on the female protagonist in the novel. Now, this man was her fiancé! It was rumored that the top male idol in showbiz, Ji Jun, had a crush on someone. His fans, “Impossible, I don't believe it. Brother loves us!” When they heard that the person Ji Jun had a crush on was Yu Han, his fans, “ It's impossible. Brother only treats Yu Han as his junior that he wants to promote!” During a variety show, Heartthrob Ji lost in a game of truth or dare and chose truth. The host, "I heard you have a crush on someone. Is it Yu Han?" Yu Han gave him a cold glare. Ji Jun answered, "No." Snap! The red lights on the lie detector's glared red. Yu Han, "…?" His fans, "…?" She was the star in the sky, while he was the star-picker. Epilogue 1: "Shocking! The popular female star, Yu Han, sold her body to seduce a seventy-year-old man for the sake of stardom. Here is a picture as proof!" While the entire internet criticized Yu Han for her shamelessness, Ji Jun's trust in her never faltered. He tagged the reporter and replied to him with two words, "F*ck you!" Yu Han read Ji Jun's protective words in shock and was overjoyed. With the entire screen filled with curses, Yu Han started a live stream and taught the netizens how to photoshop photos and videos. At the same time, she also restored the photos that were circulating on the internet. The netizens were shocked that Yu Han actually had such skills! At the same time, after restoring the photo to the originals, everyone wondered how the man in the photo resembled Prince Charming Ji Jun so much! Epilogue 2: The transmigrated Queen Yu had a headache. Yu Han knew that the Ji Jun in the book had a serious obsession with cleanliness. "Can we ask the director to do a cheat cut for this kissing scene? Aren't you a clean freak?" The smile on Ji Jun's face widened. "We're not canceling that scene. Are you doubting my professional ethics?" Yu Han, "…" A certain female star in the same production crew just finished shooting a scene where she fell into the water. She looked at Ji Jun pitifully. "Brother Jun, I don't have any strength left. Can you help me?" Ji Jun did not even look at her. “Sorry, I have issues with cleanliness.” Yu Han, "...?"

"Second chances are rare; making them count is what matters," Sam Orion says, a man graced with an extraordinary system and another shot at life. "Orion's Odyssey: The New Dawn" follows Sam's epic journey as he births groundbreaking technologies, challenging the status quo. Orion Enterprises, Sam's creation, stirs the slumbering corporate titans, igniting a storm of awe, rivalry, and intrigue. As Sam's vision drives a revolution, an enigmatic adversary pulls strings from the darkness, steering events towards a mysterious ambition. Navigating through a sea of challenges, Sam propels humanity towards a new age of marvels and possibilities. But hidden secrets and untold mysteries threaten to shatter this new dawn. "Orion's Odyssey: The New Dawn" is a captivating tale of defiance, innovation, and the relentless pursuit of the unknown. A tale where the boundary between reality and fantasy blurs. Gear up for a journey that promises to be just the beginning. Hold on tight - the future is already knocking at your door. --- The Book Cover was generated by Adobe Firefly.

In a world that once was peaceful, turned into darkness and despair after Battle of Supremacy - [The Great Filter] between [ERAs]. In this world, the weak were forced to fight for their lives, or face death before their very eyes. The singularity called the [Era of Man] fell apart. There's no way of knowing how long they can survive any further so they went their own separate ways into the world, creating new [ERAs]. Years of tranquility came after, for the calm before the storm stirs slowly too its end. An army with unknown origin surprised the world as men just started to prosper. The monsters with unknown origins seem to only attack magic users which strained military resources of all nations. Out of the ten new [ERAs] formed, in leadership of the Holy Kingdom - [Era of Gods], they proposed a response to the crisis, the [New World Era Alliance], an coalition between all [ERAs]. Balthazar Drake, the Mage of Magical Physiology, was consumed by his own power and claimed responsible to the unprecedented attacks. Being the pioneer of magic, he is sought to be the most powerful mage in the world. Since magic is purely a calling, and magical items are rare, there was only one place where they could get magically inclined people left, the [Diabolus]. The [Diabolus] were mages that used magic for wrong , thus making them criminals. As the [Council of ERAs] assessed the captive [Diabolus], not a single candidate was competent enough to be match Balthazar. But under a special incarceration inside the great fortress of [Paradise Falls], there held a monster who is willing to do the deed, the Devil of Morningstar, Jinn Ragh. Jinn was one of the most notorious criminal wrecking havoc across all [ERA's] of Men. He had a partner who is presumed dead, that is why he agreed to capture the rest of his colleagues for information. But, as he journeys to fulfill the end of the bargain, he slowly finds the true intentions of a [New World Era Alliance].

"Dreams in Bloom" is a captivating webnovel that follows the journey of Sakura Tanaka, a young aspiring artist who finds herself caught in the tumultuous world of dreams, love, and self-discovery. Sakura, a reserved and introspective girl, has always harbored a deep passion for art. Her sketches and paintings speak volumes, capturing the essence of emotions and stories untold. However, the weight of societal expectations and self-doubt have held her back from pursuing her dreams. Everything changes when Sakura stumbles upon an enigmatic antique shop nestled in a quiet corner of the city. The shopkeeper, a mysterious woman named Aria, reveals a secret: the shop is a gateway to the realm of dreams. Intrigued, Sakura takes a leap of faith and steps into a world where imagination knows no bounds. Within the realm, Sakura encounters a group of individuals known as "Dreamweavers" – gifted individuals who can shape dreams and turn them into reality. Under their guidance, Sakura learns to harness her artistic abilities in ways she never thought possible. She discovers that her art possesses a mystical quality, allowing her to create vivid and immersive dreamscapes that captivate anyone who experiences them. As Sakura delves deeper into the realm of dreams, she encounters various challenges and obstacles, both within herself and in the dreams she creates. Along the way, she forms profound connections with the Dreamweavers, each with their own unique talents and stories. Together, they embark on a quest to restore balance to the dream realm, which is under threat from a malevolent force seeking to exploit its powers. Amidst the perils they face, Sakura finds herself entangled in a complex web of emotions. She develops deep friendships, experiences the warmth of love, and confronts her own fears and insecurities. The lines between reality and dreams blur as she navigates a path towards self-acceptance and the realization of her true potential. "Dreams in Bloom" is a tale of artistic expression, personal growth, and the transformative power of dreams. It explores themes of self-discovery, pursuing one's passions, and the beauty of human connections. As Sakura's journey unfolds, readers will be captivated by the vivid dreamscapes, intricate relationships, and the delicate balance between dreams and reality. Join Sakura as she paints her way through the realm of dreams, unearths the secrets of her art, and blossoms into a confident artist who inspires others to embrace their own dreams. "Dreams in Bloom" invites readers to believe in the extraordinary, to chase their aspirations, and to let their imaginations soar in a world where dreams truly come alive.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! ~Who'd ever thought the young Alpha's son would fall in love with his nanny?!~ She was like the mother he never had, the older sister he's always wanted, his ONLY best friend. After an incident at the Dark Risers's pack, the Alpha sends his son away to another pack to be trained and nurtured into a better person; the future Alpha. Twelve years later, Daniel returns a full grown teen with a high sex drive and lust for beautiful women. At such a young age, he handles the pack solely and also bears the pressure of finding a mate from the elders and his relatives. But Daniel doesn't want a mate. Never does and never will. Why get stuck with one woman who would cause him trouble than spend every night of his with women of his choice? Will he live alone in his carnal pleasures or eat his words? I.G: C3e_Jay Discord: C3e_Jay#0881 Discord server: https://discord.gg/C7zhwcQkQS Disclaimer: Book Cover not mine. Fonts and design by me. (◔‿◔) Volume 1 status: COMPLETED Volume 2 status: ONGOING Volume 3 status: COMING SOON Excerpt; for Volume (2) But…" John held the pillow in his hand with a serious, thoughtful look. "Is this what you really want?" Jephthah looked up from where he was finishing up a sketch of Talia and frowned slightly. "What are talking about?" John sighed and came close to him and Jephthah tensed up because his brother looked really serious. And when he did, he always had something really important to say. "You want Talia to be your fated mate, don't you?" "More than anything in the world." Jephthah said without missing a beat, a light glinting in his eyes like stars, but they died down when he noticed John still had that serious look on his face. "John, What's wrong?" "Jephthah," John sighed. "We're twins... you know that right?" Jephthah almost flicked his head at the stupid question. "So?" "And we're like two peas in a pod. We're each other's half." Jephthah narrowed his eyes at him. "Do you think YOU might be my mate?" John hit his head with a pillow this time. "No!" "Then get straight to the point, John." "70% of girls who are mated to a twin usually are mated to…" he paused looking Jephthah In the eyes before finishing his sentence. "the other twin as well." The pencil fell off his grasp, rolled over the sheet of canvas paper and dropped with a thud to the floor, the sharp pointy end of the graphite breaking off to fall next to the door. "What?!"

“Is this true?” I asked. I can’t believe of what I have read on the posts on the social media account of the two writers that I met, Sketch and Doodle. I read again the post of Sketch.   I thought of something, not because there will be no update on his story but because of his post however I can’t remember where I read it before. Then, I read what Doodle had posted.   I suddenly remember my story and I read the last scene that I wrote; same words, same scenarios and same comments like how I read their posts. I doubt quite a bit but really it amazed me which I don’t know why. That is why I read some of their last few posts and it was quite surreal which leads to a coincidental from the turn of events on what their real life is and on what I wrote. I won’t pay any attention to what is going on because I know it wouldn’t happen. It seems like my suspicion is true… the things that I’m writing is coming true when there are real people that’s involved on my story however I need to investigate this.   Sketch wasn’t talking while driving, I can see on Doodle eyes how amazed he is while we travel, seeing a fine nature is really amazing while I seldom talk just to point where we have to move. I noticed Sketch glanced at me.   I smiled. “I’m actually kidnapping both of you and you two are willing victim.”   Sketch stepped on the breaks and it made a big screech of the car. “What?!” they both asked.

Rosella Hightower is a passionate sketch artist. Beyond that; she's a twenty five year old unhappily married princess, who chose to endure her arranged marriage of convenience situation for the past five years. For the sole purpose of saving her perished family's legacy and reputation. She makes sitting in the hot coals that comes with being married to an egocentric and narcissistic man comfortable, until she meets a man while looking for inspiration for her art- one fateful evening. A man so gentle, warm and compassionate. That is determined to show her that a whole other world, different from what she had always known exists. One that she instantly believes may be worth mustering the strength she had lacked for years, to finally break free from her cage. But the question then becomes; will their budding love be patient enough to make it through the test of time and all the challenges that come with it? Or will she find herself helplessly in the clutches of her arrogant and obsessive husband again?

They said that he's a robot - cold and emotionless. Some women find it cool and some find it annoying. In Hana's case... "Isn't it your day off today? Why are you here?" Jacob was glaring at her but she ignored him and just looked for a seat where she can see him from afar. "Are you here to sketch me again?" "Of course. Isn't it obvious? Are you becoming dumb now?" she retorted back while arranging her art materials on the table. Among all the cafe staff, she's the only one who's got the courage and guts to talk to their boss. Jacob crossed his arms on his chest while watching her helplessly. "I don't care about you sketching, drawing or painting me. But don't you fall in love with me." "Heh! Are you serious? Did you think this is some kind of novel plot where a CEO makes a contract with his girl? Seriously?" Hana rolled her eyes and started flipping through the pages of her sketchpad. "Don't worry, I can assure you that it won't happen." "I'm holding you accountable with your words." Jacob said before he left her alone and continued to do his work. "As if I'd tell you that I've fallen in love already." Hana smirked at the thought. MEANWHILE... "Your Majesty, aren't you sorry for your own daughter? What if the Queen, her highness, comes back and finds out that you've banished your daughter?" the small wind diety Airiaj, asked with concern while looking at the huge water mirror in front of them. "Hmp! It would be better if she really comes back." The Cerulean King sneered without any care that his daughter was going through difficult times. If her mother didn't ran off somewhere, Hana wouldn't have a hard time in the mortal world. She would've gotten married already! **** cover isn't mine ORIGNAL PHOTO WAS TAKEN FROM: "Holy Chef, Crazy Empress" -a comic owned by LINKSURE it's edited by a friend https://discord.gg/XkurxZGR