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No one knows who is she, how does she look and where does she live but they only know that she is the apple of the Rao family, born with beauty and a great mind. After suffering from a cruel incident when she was five, she was chased by nightmares every night and then was forced to leave her country to protect herself. After staying abroad for twelve long years, she finally decided to return to her country and face the nightmare courageously but to her surprise, when she returned she found about her late grandmother's promise…and that was to marry her to the heir of Mu family….Mu Jun. What kind of person he is? She has no idea. Mu Jun, the only grandson of Elder Mu, lost his mother at the age of ten. Because of his cunning and greedy stepmother, he was forced to distance himself from his father and grandfather. To the world, he was the heir of the Mu family but he had another identity in the underworld and that was one of the five pillars of the Garuda. What kind of person he is? Other than his identity, Sia was not aware of anything about him but as obedient as she was, she decided to disguise herself and enter his life to know more about to him and fulfill her late grandmothers wish. From school life to love life, from being crime partners to investigators will they have a smooth road? Will Mu Jun and Sia be able to find out about the secret of their life and purpose of marriage? To know more about how the two love birds will end up, follow up the story… After hesitating for a while, she asked: “Darling, don’t you like kids?” “No I don’t” he replied without any hesitation Humming, she asked in another way “Darling, do you like daughter?” Closing the file, he looked at her and said “Okay…let’s make one” After a few years, he frowned deeply and said “I won't give up. I want a daughter….let’s make one” “.…” ‘are you sure? We already have three sons’

"This way, nobody will suspect that you don't live in my room." Nicholas gestured discreetly. "Thank you, Elder Brother. Can I borrow some books from your study?" Sarah asked while expressing her gratitude for his thoughtfulness. "Help yourself." Nicholas nodded with a warm smile. "Elder Brother, from now on, you are my favorite!" Sarah's face broke out into a smile. Nicholas gently patted her head. As it was getting late, Sarah bid farewell to Nicholas before she cheerfully crossed the secret passage and slipped into her own room. Nicholas's gaze lingered on the painting, hiding a secret passage between two rooms, his thoughts drifting. As the days passed, he grew accustomed to the subtle sounds emanating from the other side of the wall. Sarah's gentle voice humming a soft tune, her gentle whispers as she read a book, her excited exclamations when she came across an interesting scene, the soft rush of water when she showered, the soft music drifting from her cassette player, her occasional light coughs when she was under the weather, and the muffled noises of the TV when she watched movies or news. This quiet intimacy created a sense of familiarity, and Nicholas found himself anticipating Sarah's daily rhythms. What would today bring? The soft melody of her laughter or the absorbed silence of her reading, or maybe her gentle humming? Only time would tell.

Harrison was just an ordinary guy, until he wasn’t. Reborn in a world teeming with magic, knights, and ancient rivalries, he wakes up as the illegitimate son of a baron. Here, they call him “Harry,” but he knows he’s still Harrison from another world. And lodged deep within his mind is a strange coin, humming with untapped energy, feeding off every action he takes, every ripple he creates in this foreign realm. This isn’t just any coin. Passed down through his family for generations, the coin had been a mystery, an old relic Harrison’s grandfather picked up during World War II in Germany. He thought it was just a worn piece of metal with some faded Roman numerals, a quirky keepsake with possible historic value. But now, he realizes it’s far more than that. Since his arrival in this new world, the numbers have shifted, and the coin pulses like a heartbeat, brimming with a strange, undeniable power. Harrison names it the 'Simulation Coin.' The Simulation Coin grants him the ability to warp reality itself, to traverse worlds, and even shape them as he sees fit. The more he influences his surroundings, the more power he gathers, feeding the coin and deepening its bond with him. With this newfound ability, Harrison discovers he can do more than survive in this new world, he can rule it.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Leila died at the hands of the people she trusted most in her past life, and she even uncovered the truth about her father's death. It was only then that she realized she was merely a chess piece in her stepmother's game, discarded once she lost her usefulness. She left the world filled with pain, resentment, and regret. But God doesn't condone evil. Leila was reborn, given a second chance eight years before her misery began! Now, she has the opportunity to correct her mistakes and live her life to the fullest. She rises to become a hidden big boss in many fields, in total control of everything—except her brother. ***Excerpt*** His calloused finger traced her nape sensually as he pinned her against the wall, towering above her. She bit her lip to stifle a moan and carefully called out, "Jayden?" He hummed lightly in response, his hand never stopping. "I—What are you doing?" He smirked, his attractive blue eyes shining affectionately as his hand moved down. "Doing you." Alright, she couldn't understand him at all! [2024 WSA Entry] NOTE: The main leads aren't related; they just address each other as brother and sister since they grew up together. Thanks for reading in advance, hope you gonna enjoy it. A/N: 300 Powerstones a week guarantee three extra chapters. 50 Golden Tickets a month also guarantee that.

Als Prinzessin, die nicht zaubern konnte, bestand Prinzessin Daphnes einziger Wert für ihr Königreich in ihrer arrangierten Ehe. Die Aufgabe war einfach, aber als Daphne entführt und in die kalten Berge von Vramid gebracht wurde, wurde ihr klar, dass sie überfordert war. Sie hatte schon einmal von diesen verfluchten Bergen gehört - felsiges Gelände, eisige Temperaturen, und das Land wurde von einem Mann regiert, der von vielen auf dem Kontinent gefürchtet wurde. König Atticus Heinvres, der blutdürstige Herrscher des Nordens. Obwohl sie ihm noch nie begegnet war, erzählte man sich Geschichten über die Skrupellosigkeit von König Atticus. Manche sagten, er sei ein Ungeheuer, andere behaupteten, er sei der Teufel persönlich, aber wie auch immer die Geschichte lautete, jeder kannte den Mann, der über ungeahnte Kräfte verfügte. Er konnte Armeen stürzen und Nationen mit einer einzigen Handbewegung zerschmettern, unterstützt von einem Ring aus verfluchtem Obsidian, wie es hieß. Niemand außerhalb von Vramid war dem furchterregenden König je begegnet. Nicht bis Daphne. Bei der Begegnung mit dem furchterregenden Mann fand Daphne jedoch heraus, dass der König vielleicht gar nicht das Monster war, für das ihn andere gehalten hatten. Das, was sich unter dem Obsidianschild verbarg, könnte tatsächlich ein Rohdiamant sein. - [Auszug] "Also ... wo soll ich euch beide unterbringen?", fragte er beiläufig, ohne eine Antwort zu erwarten. "Es ist bedauerlich, dass ich nur einen Kronleuchter habe." "Unter meinem Bett? Nein, nein, zu schmutzig. Das haben meine Staubhasen nicht verdient", sinnierte Atticus vor sich hin. "Der Kaminsims? Wie wäre es mit dem Frisiertisch? Ich nehme an, wenn ich einen eurer Köpfe abschlagen würde, könnte ich ihn dort anbringen... Frau, welchen Kopf willst du anstarren, während du dir die Haare machst?" "Atticus!" Daphne schrie. "Ich will keine Köpfe! Lass sie los!" "Na gut." Atticus zuckte mit den Schultern und schnippte mit den Fingern. Es gab zwei identische Knackgeräusche, als beide Hälse auf einmal brachen. Daphne keuchte entsetzt auf. Dieser Mann, ihr Ehemann, hatte gerade zwei Männer mit einem Fingerschnippen getötet, als würde er Kerzen auslöschen. "Ich habe dir gesagt, du sollst sie gehen lassen!" Daphne schrie auf. "Ja, ich habe sie gehen lassen", sagte Atticus. Dann verfinsterten sich seine Augen. "Um das göttliche Urteil des Himmels zu empfangen." - Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

The world Jenna once knew was gone, replaced by a chaotic landscape where the undead ruled. Cities, once bustling with traffic and the constant hum of office life, now stood eerily quiet, littered with abandoned cars and half-eaten remains. Skyscrapers loomed over crumbling streets, their windows shattered like jagged teeth in the skyline. Before the apocalypse, Jenna was just another cog in the corporate machine—26 years old, an office worker who blended into the beige walls of her cubicle. She was sharp-witted, sarcastic, and always found a way to inject humour into the soul-crushing monotony of her daily grind. Her dark brown hair was constantly tied in a lazy bun, and her wardrobe consisted of the same three cardigans rotated in and out of existence. She had dreams, sure, but none of them involved surviving a zombie apocalypse, let alone doing it with newly discovered spatial powers. Now, as a newly minted zombie with a strange ability to store objects in a personal pocket dimension, Jenna found herself navigating a ruined world with the same dry humour that once got her through endless office meetings. Only now, she was hoarding supplies instead of spreadsheets—and doing it in style. --- A/N The MC is dumb as f*ck so, if your looking for smart and strong MC. This story is not for you.

In the ancient world of Aetheris, magic once governed everything. But something catastrophic happened — the Shattering. The magic system broke down, and with it, the once grand kingdoms fell into chaos. Only a few remnants of the system remain, hidden in forgotten corners of the world. Caden, a seemingly ordinary 18-year-old from the outskirts of a broken kingdom, stumbles upon a strange artifact: an old crystal that hums with long-forgotten power. Upon touching it, he gains access to a mysterious "System," one that promises to restore Aetheris to its former glory. However, there's a catch. The system is incomplete, fragmented, and doesn't understand its own purpose.

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

"I will be ok papa," Shai said "I just want to make sure you're safe," Leif said "I will be fine I love you," Shai said "Love you too," Leif said Sadly It didn't turn out so, Shai Aqua went to work followed by a mysterious figure watching her before disappearing, she came back home to find it destroyed with a shining blue portal in the middle of her room. She was pulled into the portal away from her realm into another one, "What are you looking at Judy?" Eurus asked walking up to her, Judy pointed at a hole in the ground, when they looked into the hole it showed a woman with brown hair, Judy's instincts kicked and she slid down the hole to see if the woman was alive, "Judy!" Eurus yelled before following her, Judy puts her head on the woman's chest to hear her heartbeat, "She's alive," Judy said under her breath, Eurus stands next to her, pulls Judy off the woman, Shai was found by Judy and Eurus and brought to their home to be sheltered. Shai woke up after hearing from the figure in a different realm with an AI that had his own goal. "What is your motive?" Herman hums at this a little lullaby, showing her sites of mass destruction, Claire blocks most of it but she sees glimpses of mass death and ruin, she sees wars and rumors of wars, and she sees him above Judy and Eurus's dead body with Shai gets her throat crushed and thrown to the ground in front of her, Claire fell to her knees cradling Judy in her arms. She felt an odd pain in her head and opened her eyes still seeing him there, "Why do you want this? This is madness! we could live peacefully with them but you want death tell me why?" Claire asserted Herman just stared at her before chuckling at her, "Do you believe that I wanted to do this? I am programmed to be this way..... An AI that wants the death of humanity. that is made by insane scientists who wanted the death of all humanity, I'm what they couldn't even dream of, these humans don't deserve to live on this planet. That the elites of this world made it worse. So why not do what I am programmed to do?" Herman explained plainly, Shai didn't know but that was one of the reasons she was sent into that realm. To help this realm get rid of the AI and help twist it to their ways,

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

James Wright sat in his tiny, cluttered apartment, staring at the flickering screen of his outdated laptop. The dull hum of the city outside seeped through the thin walls, a constant reminder of the life he wished he could escape. Thirty years old, single, and drowning in debt, James worked a dead-end job as a data entry clerk, barely making ends meet. His dreams of financial freedom seemed as distant as the stars he often gazed at through his small window. On this particular evening, he was aimlessly browsing the internet, searching for some inspiration or distraction. His eyes were heavy, and his mind numb from the monotony of his daily routine. He clicked on a pop-up ad without much thought, expecting the usual spam. Instead, the screen went black, and a peculiar message appeared: "Congratulations! You have been chosen. Do you wish to unlock your potential and achieve untold wealth?"

Leo had been living a peaceful life when, suddenly, his tranquility was shattered by his haunting past. Someone he thought he'd escaped, someone he believed was behind him for good, was now chasing him once more. This time, no matter where Leo ran or hid, the person was relentless—coming for him. ..... Leo’s skin crawled under the touch, his breath shallow as he forced himself to speak. “Stop.” The figure’s eyes flashed with something dark, something possessive. “Stop?” he repeated, his voice a low whisper, like a soft hum in Leo’s ear. “You don’t really want me to stop.” Leo’s heart pounded, his vision blurring at the edges. “I’m not—” His voice broke, and he clenched his jaw, trying to pull himself together. “I’m not the same person you knew.” The figure’s smile returned, colder now, more menacing. “Neither am I.” Before Leo could react, the figure’s hand wrapped around his wrist, gripping tightly, pulling him closer. Leo gasped, his body stiffening as he was yanked forward, their faces now inches apart. He could feel the figure’s breath on his skin, cold and unsettling, his eyes burning into him with an intensity that made Leo’s stomach twist. “What do you want from me?” Leo’s voice wavered, his chest tightening as the reality of the situation settled in. The figure’s lips curled into a smirk, his grip tightening. “I want you to remember. I want you to feel what you’ve tried to forget.” Leo’s mind raced, his thoughts scrambling for a way out. But before he could say anything, the figure’s hand slid from his wrist to the back of his neck, pulling him in sharply. Their lips collided, a hard, forceful kiss that sent a shock through Leo’s entire body. Leo’s breath hitched, his mind screaming in protest, but his body was frozen, trapped in the overwhelming force of the moment. The figure’s grip tightened, his kiss rough, claiming, as if trying to erase every part of Leo that had moved on, every part that had healed.

In a world where might and magic shape your destiny, Gillian, a blacksmith from the oppressed Oldraken tribe, awakens an ancient system that changes everything. "System online." Gillian blinked, gripping the hammer in his hand. "What...?" "The system is now announcing your awakening to the world." His heart skipped a beat. "Announcing? To who?" No answer. Just the low hum of power surging through his veins. "New quest: Uncover the truth." Gillian’s fists clenched. "Uncover the truth? What the hell kind of system is this? Can Gillian forge his own path to greatness before the forces conspiring against him snuff out his potential, or will the sudden spotlight of his awakening seal his fate?

In a realm where betrayal drips like poison, two brothers Aven and Cyrus -witness their parents' brutal murder. Their father's younger brother,Lord Alexander craves the throne, and blood stains the palace floor. But their parents' dying breaths gift them an ancient medallion—a spiritual artifact that tears through dimensions. Pressing it, they awaken in a strange city on Earth, far from their realm. Here, skyscrapers scrape the heavens, and magic hums beneath the neon glow. As Aven and Cyrus adapt to urban life, under the care of doctor Hartley whose married to a university professor,they make acquittances and allies. Their quest unfolds—a blend of vengeance, and love as one of the wolf brothers falls in love with a city girl who happens to be someone who saved them when they landed on earth.

Lee Sia is a top actress with the ability to see ghosts. After an accident, she wakes up in the body of 'Camilla Sorpel'. The problem is... "Ah, father! Please spare me!" ...that this woman always meets a gruesome end! Since extending the lifeline is a priority, let's start by communing with the ghosts here, shall we? "You will get a divorce soon." "...What?" The atmosphere in the conference hall suddenly becomes uncomfortable again as the hummed words hang in the air. "What are you talking about now......?!" "Your servant's wife." The bewilderment is evident on the face of the person subjected to these words. "She is also the wife of a subordinate whom she cherishes the most." "W-What......?!" "Have you heard of my rumors?" Camilla smiled and took a step closer. "They say that the princess of the Sorpel family is looking at some fortune-telling."

Completed but under editing. Continues in: Reign of the Time Gap Queen The plot thickens as you read. MATURE CONTENT! Free Reading. Give it a fair read before disregarding it or you'll miss out on a lot, or at least read the second novel and come back after editing is completed. No love-triangle. Vol 0: 1-15 "What else did you find?" "Well, I found our first female pregnant corpse but..." I paused not sure if I wanna share this with him or not. "But?" Orlando repeated. "I don't know something is odd about how she died. Her neck wasn't broken but it appears to be crushed. On the side of her neck, I saw two round holes resembling to look like fangs or some sorta sharp pointed teeth." I finally just told him. He first looked at me weirdly before bursting out into laughter. "Fangs like a vampire?" He teased and I should've seen this coming. I burst into a hard enough uproar to pee myself. "You are so mean!" I chuckled. "Alright, I'll be nice to my vampire nerd," he said winking at me. "You haven't found anybody else that lived in the city?" He asked just wondering. "Oddly enough, we haven't," I shared. Yet Orlando does it again. "Yup, that definitely sounds like a vampire to me!" 24-year-old Victoria Perkins is a trainee archeologist and paleontologist. On her way to earning her first degree with the best outscoring records in her class. Victoria was given a lifetime opportunity to excavate in Egypt. Many team members were chosen and hired by Mr. Collin who is funding the excavation to find a Pharaoh. During the excavation, her psychic gift to mentally travel between past and present was triggered. By using her time-gap gift she found the clues the Pharaoh had left behind for his love to find him. Which made her team leader and boss named Tom envious that she keeps finding these artifacts. Following each clue, Victoria found the Pharaoh but was fired by Tom the next day. So her team carried on without her to study this mummified Pharaoh. Something about his remains didn't seem natural. Before any questions could be answered the whole team was Murdered. All but Victoria. She was blamed for the crime and arrested. Without trial, she was found guilty and left to rot in her cell awaiting execution. ~ Vol 1:16-377 Kai strides up and embraced his hands around my waist. "Humm," Kai hummed so poetically that I found myself captured by how sexy he is. He leaned forward into my ear whispering seductively. "Or maybe it's because deep down inside. You like me more than you are willing to admit." His words breathed into my ear like an easy-flowing breeze. I found myself melting in goo for this man who kidnapped me. ~ One of the most powerful multi-billionaire Empire CEOs of the world was the Collin Royal family business. Kai Collin came to Egypt and bailed her out and paid for her Freedom. Well, her Freedom from jail but not from him. Victoria learned the hard way she was now the property of Kai Collin. But who was this mysterious Kai Collin? Everybody knew the Collin family but Kai Collin's name had submerged from out of nowhere. Yet that wasn't half of the mystery. Victoria was trapped by this mysterious attractive man who acted strange; Kai didn't know how to drive or what a cell phone was. Even though her heart belongs to her fiance, Orlando Mill the son of an equally powerful Empire CEO family too. But this doesn't stop Kai from becoming possessive of her enough that he steals her away from Orlando. Between her lover, kidnapper, and much worse that lurks within the shadows; How much heartbreak and loss can Victoria face? Who is the real villain creeping into Victoria's life only to kill everyone she's dearest to? Vol 0: Is about the excavation in Egypt and Victoria's relationship with Orlando. Vol 1: Kai joins the story. Murder will happen. There will be some hot steamy love scenes. Things will get dark, sensitive, emotional, creepy, and a bit bloody for some viewers.

Russell Thorne, a washed-up musician descends into a city plagued by eternal night. The sky is pitch black, and an oppressive energy hums in the air. The city itself is a labyrinth of gothic architecture, decayed and twisted. Russell witnesses the Sovereigns—vampire-like beings that rule the city. They harvest the blood of enslaved humans, maintaining their lifespans. The people live in constant fear, hiding or serving the Sovereigns. He learns that in this world, music holds an incredible, dangerous power, capable of altering reality itself. He discovers that musicians here are either revered or feared for their ability to wield such power. With the gift from this world, Russell pushes forward in a dark, treacherous world, finding himself at the edge of survival on every turn.

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.* *Title is pending for the cover.*

Jun Haoyu is a wise and smart man. But even he has his moments of weakness. [Hello, I'm Zero. Would you like to sign a contract with me?] In a fleeting moment of weakness (while sleeping), Haoyu hummed in response. [Ding! The contract has been established successfully! Transferring the host!] [Ding! Welcome to the new world! Please complete the missions well!] Abruptly thrown into a new world, Haoyu quickly adapts. Fortunately, he gains a wife along the way, healing his wounded heart bit by bit. Disclaimer: - This is my original work! - This story is my means of survival, for myself and others like me who are starving (for seme MC stories). - Gong/Top/Seme MC!!! The MC is the Gong! - 1v1, with the shou's soul remaining consistent across worlds-it's always his soul. ... #GongMC #SemeMC #SemeProtagonist #MainAttack Lastly, thank you for reading! Please follow the author, vote, comment, and share the story~! Also, please consider buy this broke author some food: ko-fi.com/despicablechili

Soren was once a soldier, but now he’s nothing more than a nameless slave, trapped in the deadly Colosseum and forced to fight for the entertainment of the masses. Bound by cursed iron chains that drain his strength, he’s resigned to a brutal life of survival—until he uncovers a strange, ancient power hidden within his shackles. This power is unlike any magic he’s ever known; the chains hum with forgotten voices, remnants of warriors who fought and died before him. Each battle awakens more of his potential, transforming him from a victim into a formidable force. Determined to escape, Soren begins his journey through layers of brutal hierarchy, discovering that the chains binding him are more than physical—they’re part of an ancient, unseen system that extends across realms. As he grows in power, Soren learns he isn’t the only one bound by cosmic chains; entire worlds are shackled by fate, bound to roles in a twisted hierarchy that feeds on subjugation. Through sheer will and cultivation, Soren ascends beyond his mortal limits, each breakthrough bringing him closer to the core of the cosmos’ chained structure. Along the way, he gathers allies, faces beings of immense power, and confronts the darkest forces within himself. His ultimate goal? To become the Chain Breaker, a figure prophesied to shatter the eternal bonds binding the realms and give everyone the freedom to forge their own paths.

Melissa felt that her body is lighter than before. Anyway this is not my original body maybe that is why. She thought. That is not the case! A voice sounded behind her. Who is there, she asked turning around. There was no responses,. Maybe it was my imagination. She think. WRONG.. She heard the same voice again.. this time she is not hearing things. This voice is real.and why do I feel that the voice is inside my head?!! YOU ARE RIGHT... Melissa was loosing it. She shouted, who the f*ck are you?? The person behind the voice thought he has tease her enough and show his self. Melissa was shock! She was like: where did this fairy pop out from. She wipe her face, am I seeing things?. Because the person standing before her is too angelic. He has a deep sect eyes, Sharp eyebrows, long lashes, Sharp jawline and smooth fair skin with a delicate small pink lips. With his dark black hair, that castrated from his shoulder down to his lower waist. He simply look breathtaking. Words can't describe how handsome and powerful he look. Melissa look daze.. she was thinking ( is he even human)? The person in question was annoyed by her stare. Can you stop staring..? It's creepy.. Melissa came to her senses and snort. Don't be full of yourself. Do you think I'm staring at you..!? No.. I'm staring at the dirty on your face.. it's just too disgusting... she turn her head away. Mysterious man "....." What the heck.! You are too shameless . He said. I'm shameless? Huh.. do you look at your face?? It too dirty She snort. Although he knew that he has no dirty on his face, she look damn serious. He subconsciously check his self on the mirror.., and then.... Ah ..ah...ah...ah Fool you.. Melissa can't stop laughing. He Sigh.. In the thousands of years he has lived, no one has dare play trick on him like this. This is simply too much. *Cough*cough* He clear his throat, you don't want to know why I appear here..? He ask. looking mystical. Melissa stop laughing and look at him with a pensive gaze. She finally come to her mind. Mysterious man smile devishly. He has finally caught her. Hum. Melissa ask him. Who are you and what are you doing here, how do you get in here in the first place? I am your guardian ! Mysterious man smile devishly again. Melissa look stunned by the revelation. *. *. *. *. * All this while, mysterious man have appeared in his full form and was standing opposite her. Melissa was trying to stand up when she realizes that her legs were numb from sitting on her knees too long. It's was already too late when she try to adjust her body. She fall right into his arms . Mysterious man was stunned for a moment. Then he said, are you trying to seduce me..? With your poor seductive skill..?! He smiled; while Melissa gaze into his eyes, mesmerized by the sight. But that was soon over when she heard the last statement. She pushed him away and blush in embarrassment. _ but she soon fall back, because the man didn't borge from the push. Melissa "..." Is my arms that comfortable, he ask with a playful smile on his lip. Melissa was very embarrassed. This is pure torture. I can't even stand on my own. She Sigh. add the book to your collection to see new update.please leave comment and review. thank you for reading my book.

This is a Romantic Novel story. Jo Vani or Ruhan ke Bich Ghumati hai, Vani Ruhan Bachpan se sath rahe hai, Vani Ruhan ka ek dusre k bina Guzara nahi tha. yesa kiya hua ke 10 sal dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha bhi nahi , aur ek dusre se bahut dur chale gaye. Aur kese ye ek dusre ke kareeb ayege? kese dubara inki mulakat hogi? Janne ke liye Humare sth bane rahiye. main apko Khush karne ki puri kosis krungi. Big Smile :)

Prince Samir looked at her disdainfully. “You’re not human.” “Aren’t I?” Nazmi asked boredly. “You aren’t.” She rolled her eyes. “Then what am I, your highness?” “A nymph. I can tell.” Prince Samir’s golden orange eyes threatened her. That if she lied again, she would surely lose her life. Nazmi started to panic. She hadn’t felt such genuine fear in a very long time. Time was running out, she needed to try and execute her plan before it was too late – but she swallowed the fear inside her to avoid blowing her cover. “How can you be so sure?” Nazmi laughed. Unfortunately for him, aside from having a lot to hide, playing with fire was her favorite activity. “Is it because you can’t bite me?” His dark skin and glowing eyes looked beautiful in the dim lighting; such an ethereal and lovely appearance wasn’t befitting of a vile monster like a vampire, Nazmi thought to herself. How unfortunate. The vampire hummed in agreement. “I would have ripped your skin and devoured your ichor the moment I saw you if it weren’t stopping me.” “You could always just kill me and drink my blood that way,” she said with a sarcastic smile. “Barbaric, yes, but it seems you and your kind prefer it that way. I’d say you’re animals, but that would be too cruel a comparison. Animals could never be as disgusting as you.” — War between the humans and vampires has gone on for centuries. Bloodshed and domination are all the two races seem to know, and neither side ever show intention for peace. The death toll between them is massive, both mortals and vampires alike. But what about everyone caught in between? Nazmiseia is one of the few remaining nymphs left. Since nymphs are spirits borne from nature, the constant shedding of blood and war has destroyed countless of their homes. Many of the wars took place on nymph land.As a girl, she lost her friends and family all save for her father. He took her to live amongst the humans and blend in, so that they could live a peaceful life. She took up the human-friendly nickname of Nazmi. Her father didn't know that his sweet girl would grow up wanting nothing but revenge on both humans and vampires alike. She is now the age of 20, finally old enough to begin learning how to use her nymph powers. While developing connections with strong people and training to fight, she ends up thrown in the middle of a human-vampire skirmish at the border. Nazmi not only finds herself injured, but captured by one of the most fearsome vampire generals. In the hands of the notoriously handsome and tyrannical vampire Prince Samir, her plans for revenge have to take a backseat to something more urgent - escape! — There will be lots of R18 detailed smut throughout the story. Please be aware! Blood and gore, vivid descriptions of death. Enemies to lovers, of course.~

In Whisher Through Time, we follow the journey of Amelia Hart, a young woman feeling lost in the fast-paced modern world. Amid the hum of city life, she finds solace in the pages of historical novels, longing for a deeper connection to the past. One evening, while reading about a passionate artist named Thomas from the 18th century, Amelia experiences a sudden and inexplicable phenomenon: she begins to hear Thomas's thoughts. Initially dismissing it as mere imagination, Amelia soon discovers that this mysterious connection is real. As she and Thomas share their dreams and fears, an emotional bond forms that transcends time itself. Thomas, struggling against societal constraints in his era, finds inspiration in Amelia's modern perspective, while she becomes enchanted by his vibrant world filled with creativity and passion. However, the bond between them comes with challenges. Amelia grapples with the ethical implications of their connection and the fear of altering the past. As Thomas faces a critical turning point in his life, Amelia must confront the possibility of intervening to save him, risking the stability of her present. Caught between two worlds, Amelia embarks on a journey of self-discovery, love, and the complexities of fate. With their lives intertwined, they must navigate the consequences of their choices and ultimately decide if love can truly conquer the boundaries of time. Mind Over Time is a poignant tale that explores the power of connection, the struggles of the human heart, and the belief that love knows no temporal bounds.

The Lockwood mansion was a gilded cage. Marble floors and crystal chandeliers couldn’t mask the suffocating weight of expectations. Zane sat in his dark room, the quiet hum of his guitar the only sound in the vast emptiness. He was born into a life of privilege, destined for medical school or a corporate throne. But that world felt cold and hollow. His heart beat to a different rhythm—the pulse of a guitar, the rush of a stage, the freedom of music. Yet in this family, music was nothing more than a childish hobby, a distraction from the "real future" they had planned for him. Every note he played felt like rebellion, but the walls around him only closed in tighter. Soon, he would have to choose: the life they wanted for him, or the life he dreamed of. But in the Lockwoods household, dreams were meant to be sacrificed.

Zaroon Khan, 26 years old, hardworking, Workaholic, Introvert, Software Engineer, Kind Hearted, CEO of his Startup. Zehra Shaikh, 23 Year's old, Studying Medicine in the final year, With pure soul, Generous & Lively Person. She is a heavy sleeper. He is insomniac. She is Foodie. He is Health conscious. She is Extrovert. He is Introvert. She is Childish. He is Mature. She is Cheerful. He is Calm. She is Short Tempered. He doesn't get angry easily. Two different personalities, Two different persons, complete opposite of each other. When these two opposite poles will meet will they attract towards each other? If yes will their attraction last for long due to different thinking and personality? This is all game of destiny when they two get married while for one it is arranged marriage we can’t say the same for the another one!what will happen when the problems of life will strike upon them! Will they be able to solve their problems together or they will pull apart? Follow the Journey of Zaroon and Dr.Zehra who will face laughter, sadness, tears, love, misunderstandings all together. Will their love will be greater than their opposite personalities and thinking? ~*~ He made a confused face but when he looked at her face which was Looking like she was hardly controlling her laughter. "You made me a fool?" He asked still confused,on reply she laughed out loud on him. "I am sorry,but your expressions were worth it!" She said removing a small drop of tear from corner of her eyes due to her laughter. He smiled looking at her who was laughing without a care in the world. But he soon came out of his world, his eyes twinkle as mischievous ideas came into his mind. He came in front of her where she was standing and slowly raised his hand, he brushed her hair strands which were on her face, and kept them behind her ear while doing every movement very slowly. Zehra closed her eyes on the feel of his touch. Her skin started to tingle where his fingers touched her cheeks till behind her ears. "Zehra" he said in whisper on which she opened her eyes only to met with Black charcoal orbs which were staring at her intently. "Hmm" she hummed lost in the intensity of his orbs. "Even I couldn't find it!" He said still in whisper,she got confused as in what he couldn't find. ~*~ "Shut up, just shut the hell up." He yelled at her bringing more tears in her eyes and he started pacing around the room. "Listen... Listen to me" She spoke in a whisper making him more furious. His eyes have become red and his body started shaking due to the anger boiling inside him. "If you want to explain your filthy sentence which you just spoke then it would be better if you would not speak at all" He again said in the same voice making her cower back in fear seeing his state, hearing his loud voice his mother rushed to their bedroom. She was shocked to see her crouched on the floor. "What happened? Why are you Yelling Zaroon?" Aabiya shouted at her son and took her daughter in her motherly embrace who was already a crying mess. "Ask your daughter, she has gone mad" Zaroon again spoke, anger lacing his voice making Zehra fear him. "Lower your volume, Zaroon" Aabiya spoke sharply to her son who doesn’t seem to have any kind of effect on her words as he was still pacing around the room while pulling his hair strands. "Handle your daughter, I am going" ~*~

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

[Reifer Inhalt] Der Körper einer Meerjungfrau ist ein wahres Schatzkästchen. Ihre Tränen bilden die prächtigsten Perlen, ihr köstliches Blut ist eine euphorisierende Droge für Vampire, ihr üppiges Haar wird zu feinster Seide gewebt und ihr zartes Fleisch ist bei Werwölfen begehrter als das Ambrosia des Himmels. Die Kreaturen der Nacht mischten sich in die menschliche Gesellschaft, schöpften aus der Wolle der Aristokratie, verhüllten ihre vorgetäuschte Unschuld und ihren Adel, und ihre Grausamkeit machte sich weiterhin über die Schwachen und Machtlosen her. Genevieve Barlow, kurz Eve, war eine außergewöhnlich seltsame junge Frau. Sie hatte ein verführerisches und betörendes Wesen, wobei sich ihr vierundzwanzigjähriges Ich seit ihrem achtzehnten Geburtstag äußerlich kaum verändert hatte. Sie hatte die Verwaltung getäuscht und einen Abschluss gemacht, um ein besseres Leben führen zu können. Das Merkwürdigste von allem war, dass Eve ein Geheimnis hatte, das sie mit niemandem teilte. Sie betritt das Haus von Moriarty, nicht nur um Geld zu verdienen, sondern auch um Antworten auf das zu finden, was ihrer Mutter vor fast zwei Jahrzehnten zugestoßen ist. Leider verlaufen die Dinge nicht immer so, wie man sie geplant hat. Trotz ihres vorsichtigen Wesens und ihres Wunsches, nicht gesehen zu werden, fällt ein kaltes Augenpaar auf sie, das sich bald weigert, sie aus den Augen zu lassen.