Megumin Confesses To Kazuma

"Shhhh," he cut me off, his palms spreading on the revealed skin of my abdomen. His index fingers made their way into the waistband of my sweatpants as he pressed his front closer to my behind. "Don't shush m-" I tried to argue. "I said so," he stated, his tone going deeper as his hand went lower, this time to the waistband of my panties. I couldn't control my breathing anymore, more so as his teeth lightly grazed my neck. "So you better obey." ^^^^^^^ They say "A night in Vegas can change your life." Rachel didn't think this saying would apply to her. Well that was until she opened the door of her hotel room after a crazy night out. As a marriage certificate is shoved in her face, she notices a glistening diamond on her ring finger. The piece of paper turns out to be legit as stated by the lawyer who presented it. What's more shocking is that her said husband is Lorenzo Caden Peters, one of the best actors in the world and soon to be CEO of the biggest textile company around the globe. How would their life turn out?

Est-ce l'un de vos romans typiques d'amour fantastique pour adolescents ? Eh bien, si vous le pensez, vous feriez mieux de lire plus loin ! Sa famille ne l'aimait pas. Sa tendance à devenir féroce effrayait son grand-père. Mais c'était exactement ce que Dmitri cherchait ! Sa tendance à devenir féroce, pouvait-elle être bénéfique ? Entrer dans une union forcée avec lui, c'était quelque chose qu'elle ne ferait jamais. Elle avait construit un château autour de son cœur, ne laissant personne l'approcher. Spirituelle, vive, intelligente et aimant s'amuser, Adrianna ne faisait confiance à personne. Que se passe-t-il dans les romans de romance de loup-garou, lorsqu'un alpha qui est calme, maîtrisé, impitoyable, extrêmement beau et que tous les loups-garous craignent, entre en scène ? Malheureusement, Dmitri n'a pas beaucoup d'options ouvertes. Les combats, les regards secrets à travers la pièce et les rougissements brûlants. Il est difficile de l'accepter. --- Elle était en conflit entre elle-même et son loup. Son loup l'entraînait vers lui alors qu'elle pensait que Dmitri avait tort. S'il avait tellement tort, pourquoi était-elle attirée par lui ? Alors qu'elle luttait avec ses émotions, elle entendit un grondement menaçant et une menace. "Recule," avertit-il Pryce. Adrianna regarda son visage. Il avait l'air si dangereux, mais elle trouva naturel que sa main monte vers son visage pour lui caresser la joue. Elle passa ses doigts sur sa joue comme pour le calmer. Dmitri pencha son visage sur sa main et ferma les yeux. Les deux ressemblaient à deux pièces de puzzle parfaitement ajustées. Que faisait-elle, en réconfortant l'homme qui voulait lui enlever sa liberté pour toujours ? Ses pensées cessèrent lorsque son cœur prit le dessus en voyant qu'il posait son visage dans ses mains. Pour Dmitri, c'était la première fois qu'elle lui montrait son affection et il savourait chaque seconde. Il la serra plus fort juste pour vérifier qu'elle était vraiment là, corps et âme. Elle se sentait bien dans ses bras et il voulait que le monde autour d'eux fonde pour toujours.

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.

The children created to destroy the ultimate, in the process of doing so, they lost themselves, but Jung is trying to figure out how to protect his newfound family.

At Aldridge Academy, success isn’t an aspiration—it’s survival. In this elite, hyper-competitive school where ranking determines everything, students are reshuffled weekly, their futures dictated by a ruthless meritocracy. The top 20 enjoy unimaginable privileges: mentorships from industry leaders, access to classified research, guaranteed scholarships to the world’s best universities. The rest? They fight to stay afloat, knowing that one bad week could destroy everything. Liam Carter was built for this system. Rank 14. A scholarship prodigy. A perfect machine. With a mind sharper than any algorithm, he has calculated, optimized, and outperformed his way to the top. But when his flawless Ivy League applications are rejected, his entire world fractures. Now, his scholarship is on the line. The school’s administration has given him six months to secure admission to one of ten elite universities—or he loses everything. But Liam isn’t just up against a broken admissions process. Because when his best friend, Ethan Reyes—a wealthy underachiever sinking toward the bottom ranks—posts Liam’s personal statement on Reddit for feedback, it triggers something no one expected. The essay goes viral. Not because of inspirational storytelling—but because it contains something dangerous. A fragment of classified information. A half-forgotten piece of an experiment Liam doesn’t even remember being part of. And now, the wrong people are watching. The CIA believes he’s a leaked asset. A powerful tech cartel wants him recruited—or eliminated. And his biggest rival at school, Jasper Voss, Rank 9, knows Liam’s secret and is willing to use it against him. To survive, Liam must outthink everyone—weaponizing Aldridge’s brutal ranking system, manipulating the school’s elite, and uncovering the truth about his past. Because his rejection wasn’t just bad luck. Someone didn’t want him getting out. And if he fails now, Aldridge won’t just take his scholarship. It will erase him.

Rebirth Wish List: 1: Confess my feelings to the class monitor √ 2: Persist in exercising and urge Dad to quit drinking √ 3: Earn my first pot of gold within three months √ 4: Save Brother Qiu's life √ 5: Achieve financial freedom within two years √ 6: Become the richest person in the country within five years In Progress… 7: … For Advance Chapters Join Ko-fi/WillowDreamer

A clumsy, hopelessly romantic barista named Ellie accidentally sends a heartfelt love confession text meant for her crush to a complete stranger, an aloof, cynical screenwriter named Max who’s struggling with writer’s block and a messy personal life.

Feel free to donate I don’t need it but I will use it to pay a real artist to draw the mc and book cover

To be human, when others were given chances to be more. To be true to one's self in a world of masquerades and monsters.

"The 90k is yours" "Wait, actually?!" "Don't get too overjoyed little kitten, nothing is free in this world", he drawls Little kitten My brain freezes. Did I just mishear that? Am I hallucinating? "What. Did. You. Call. Me?" *** "What's the catch?", I ask sharp "Huh?", he asks clearly failing to bite back a laugh "What do you want Ashford?", I snap "You" (Chapter 12-Excerpt) --- Synopsis Elara is reborn as a side character, Genevieve destined to die in her hatest romance novel. In order to go back to the real world, she needs to steer the plot toward a happy ending while staying alive. A magic ring, a world counting on your failure, A sunshine plot that is now dark. And of course a deal with the devil or rather....some smug bastard

To Love, To Lose, To Heal is a journey through love, heartbreak, and self-discovery. It follows a soul who loved deeply, lost painfully, and is now left to pick up the shattered pieces of a heart that once beat for another. In a world where love is both salvation and destruction, the struggle with emotions, memories, and the weight of what could have been. Torn between holding on and letting go, between the past and an uncertain future, they must confront their pain, their fears, and the truth they’ve been avoiding, healing isn’t about forgetting; To Love, To Lose, To Heal is for anyone who has ever loved too much, lost too deeply, and still found the courage to heal.

Quand Zack Reed a déclaré ses sentiments pour la nouvelle étudiante attirante, tout le monde s'attendait à ce que j'aie une crise émotionnelle et crée un tumulte. Cependant, je n'étais nulle part en vue, même après que sa confession fut terminée. À l'insu de Zack, j'étais en fait dans la chambre de son colocataire, portant son sweat à capuche et demandant avec exaspération : "J'ai trempé ton lit. Où vas-tu dormir ce soir ?" Simon Yates détourna le regard, sa gorge bougeant visiblement alors qu'il me passait une serviette. "Sèche tes cheveux d'abord. Je changerai les draps avant que tu te reposes." Zack prévoyait de révéler ses sentiments à cette jolie étudiante transférée. Il avait demandé à tout le monde de me le cacher. Mais il ignorait que certaines personnes bavardes n'avaient pas pu résister et m'avaient déjà informée. C'était de notoriété publique que j'avais des sentiments pour Zack et que j'imaginais un avenir avec lui. Cette fois, il semblait que Zack était complètement épris de cette fille. Les gens s'attendaient à ce que je devienne hystérique, pleure et crée un spectacle. Tout le monde aime être témoin de tels drames romantiques. Ils attendaient tous mon effondrement et ma précipitation pour perturber la situation. Cependant, à leur déception, même après la confession réussie de Zack, je n'étais pas apparue. La foule de spectateurs, sur trois rangées de profondeur, commençait à perdre son enthousiasme. Même l'expression de Zack manquait de beaucoup de bonheur. Il embrassa sa nouvelle petite amie et vérifia son téléphone. Il n'y avait ni appels ni messages entrants.

Confessions of a Woman: There are things as women that we just can't seem to voice. The curiosity that flows in the air as the milk duds of passion squirt amongst the mixed. Join Trisha, Darlene, Estelle, and Jenn on the erotic journey of confessions of an intimate woman. Chocolate makes most things sweet, holds them in place, and assists in your release. Join the girls and learn their secrets.

They say first love never dies… unless you kill it. When Keira, a quiet girl with a dark past, returns to school after disappearing for a year, she shocks everyone by signing up for a school project called “The Ex Files”—where students must publicly confess, apologize, or confront their exes for closure. But here’s the catch: Keira has five exes, and each one has a secret that could destroy their future. And she’s not here for closure. She’s here for revenge.

Bella Rivers didn’t come to Whitethorn Academy looking for a second chance. She came to disappear in a new world. After a scandal blew up her life back home, she wanted to be somewhere no one knew her name — not the boy who leaked her nudes, and especially not the best friend who gave nothing but pure evil in return for her love. Fresh in a new school in the heart of the forest — much to Bella’s preference — she blends in like a chameleon. Sensing the energy from the last living descendant of the cursed Moonblood line, four boys — powerful and untouchable, the Greek gods — start circling around her like they’ve picked up a scent. “Did I become this beautiful overnight?” Bella questions herself. But when her skin burns beneath the moonlight and a mark blooms on her wrist like wildfire, Bella realizes she didn’t come here to escape her past. In fact, she possesses something entirely sensational — wilder than her dreams. Whatever’s been sleeping inside her? It has awakened hungry. And it doesn’t care who it burns to reclaim its throne.

"I do not accept this pregnancy! I don't know what you're going to do but it is not my problem, and if anyone ever comes to know, you will regret it, Valerie." That was how her life crumbled. After a one-night stand with the alpha's son, she gets pregnant but Rohan is not ready to accept the pregnancy, she leaves the pack and gives birth to her babies, struggling to take care of them by herself. One night she comes back home and her kids are missing, and she is forced to return to Rohan to ask him for help and he agrees on condition. But conditions are not enough to stop them from falling in love with each other and making the same mistake they made years ago. But will he accept her? And is he willing to ruin his marriage to be with her? Or would Valerie find love elsewhere? And with whom?

An introspective story about subtle jealousy, buried pettiness, and the complicated politics of being a woman among women especially when the male gaze is involved. It’s a story about the contradictions we live with: how we root for other women and secretly compare ourselves to them, how we crave sisterhood but sometimes resent its rules, and how craving outer validation can shift loyalties and test our sense of self. Told with raw humor, quiet rage, and unapologetic honesty, this is not a story of redemption or resolution. It’s a confession of the pettiest kind.

Trigger warning- Suicide and Self-Harm content ahead, parental guidance suggested. ————— "Where am I? Am I dead after falling into that pit?' I say as I look for a piece of glass from the street and make a cut on the palm of my other hand. 'Bitch! That hurt' I looked at my left palm bleeding and the shrill pain coursing through my veins. That's self-harm, and that's not something I'm a stranger to. I shake off the thought of being dead or falling into the pit as there are no scratches on my body. I might have passed put after my failed date this morning. Thinking of which, I feel gloomier. I help myself up and walk and dust off my pretty pink dress, that's when I notice the unusually deserted streets, with stores all open and cars all parked, but no sign of any living being all around. The flowers are all in bloom but no single bee around the sweet nectar. That made me question myself, 'Shin Ha-Yun, are you sure you aren't dead?'

Haruki Sakamoto had one goal: survive high school in complete anonymity. After transferring to Shirayuki High, he was ready to live a quiet, uneventful life free from drama, attention, or anything even remotely “main character-like.” But fate—or something way more chaotic—had other plans .Moments after stepping onto campus, Haruki finds himself drenched, dazed, and the center of attention after a bizarre collision with Misaki Aihara, a bold and unpredictable girl with a flair for the dramatic. Before he can recover, she publicly claims he confessed his love to her… and the entire school believes it. As rumors spread and classmates start calling him a romantic, Haruki is desperate to return to normal. But Misaki isn’t done with him. She’s charming, persistent, and somehow always one step ahead—especially when he finds out they’re seatmates in Class 1-A. Now, trapped in a whirlwind of misunderstandings, fake love, and unwanted attention, Haruki must navigate high school life with the girl who turned his quiet first day into the opening act of a wild rom-com he never signed up for.

Hazel is in a relationship with Levi from last 5 years while on the other hand Henry With Alice but on the day of Hazel's Marriage Levi was missing and Henry was standing there to take his place.

Cyren Seorang anak dari keluarga bangsawan klan pendekar pedang legendaris yang dikenal di seluruh dunia karena kekuatan dan ketangguhannya. Di tempat itu, hanya orang terkuat yang boleh bertahan hidup. Cyren adalah anak dari kepala keluarga Dravenheart. Namun, sejak lahir, ia lemah dan sering sakit-sakitan.

She signed the marriage contract with one rule; no love, no emotions, just a year-long arrangement. Desperate to save her family from ruin, Lia Morgan, a stubborn yet kind-hearted designer, agrees to marry cold, ruthless billionaire Damien Cross, a man who sees love as a weakness and marriage as a business deal. But neither expected that sparks would fly. What begins as a hostile partnership soon turns into a twisted game of glances, jealousy, and accidental touches. Just as hearts begin to soften, secrets from their past threaten to tear them apart. From ex-lovers to family betrayal, and a truth that could ruin everything… will their contract end in heartbreak or a forever neither of them dared to hope for? He married her to protect his empire. She married him to save her family. Falling in love was never part of the deal.

They killed her. Everyone had to pay. Lucy mumo was a bright young lady, however she dies or was most likely killed. Annah Mwende takes justice into her own hands. one by one they fall. Is whatever she's doing justice or just plain murder. And will the detective arrest her or turn a blind eye?

My hands trembled, my pulse a frantic drumbeat against my ribs as Liam Romano slid the ring onto my finger. White gold. Flawless diamonds. Cold and unfeeling—just like the man who now owned me. For most, a wedding ring symbolized love, devotion, a future built on choice. For me, it was a prison. A silent contract that stripped away my name, my freedom, my very identity. Emily Carter no longer existed. I was Emily Romano now. A pawn in a game played by ruthless men. A caged bird with no escape. I should have run when I had the chance. Now, as the most powerful figures of the New York and Chicago Famiglias watched in chilling silence, escape was nothing more than a distant dream. There were no second chances. No mercy. In our world, a marriage didn’t end unless a body hit the ground—and I knew whose body that would be if I dared to run. This wasn’t love. This was war. A treaty forged in blood. A fragile truce between two criminal empires standing at the edge of destruction. The Bratva were circling like vultures, waiting for a weakness, a reason to strike. And I? I was the peace offering, the price my father had paid to keep our family standing. I should be thankful. That’s what they told me. That’s what my father drilled into my head, over and over again. But gratitude didn’t make the chains any lighter. "You may kiss the bride." The priest’s voice shattered the silence. I forced myself to lift my gaze. Liam’s dark, calculating eyes met mine, void of warmth, void of hesitation. His face, cold and unreadable, gave away nothing. He was a man who had never known fear. A man who didn’t bend, didn’t break. And now, I belonged to him. The world watched, waiting for a sign of weakness. A crack in my mask. I wouldn’t give them one. But Liam? Liam saw through it all. His fingers tightened around mine—a warning, a promise. Then he moved. His lips crashed against mine, not soft, not tender—a kiss of possession. Of dominance. A silent vow that sealed my fate. My body stiffened under his touch, but I didn’t pull away. Because I knew what he was telling me without saying a word. You are mine. And in that moment, I realized something terrifying. I was his to keep. And his to break.

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She was the girl everyone watched. He was the boy no one wanted to see. And she loved him anyway. Yumi Hanazawa was never supposed to fall for the ugliest boy in school — Akiro Kenzaki. He was scarred, silent, and hated for reasons no one remembered. But under the hoodie, behind the sharp sarcasm, was a boy who never believed anyone could love him. She changed that. But the world doesn’t forgive soft girls who love broken boys — and it doesn’t let them keep each other for long. They faced betrayal, silence, and separation. He left. She waited. And when he finally came back… It was already too late. This is not a story about first love. It’s a story about last love. About love that stays even after the heartbeat stops. He was never hers to keep. But she loved him like he was.

Seven years ago, Sister Carol walked into her first classroom, expecting nothing more than a group of students in need of guidance. What she didn’t expect was Zachary Miller—the brilliant, charming student whose admiring gaze held something more than respect. From that first accidental confession to years of silent longing, their lives were destined to intertwine. Now, as Carol stands at the airport, torn between duty and the undeniable pull of love, she must decide: Will she follow the path she’s always known, or risk everything for the man who never stopped waiting for her? A story of love, sacrifice, and fate—what would you choose when the heart speaks louder than vows?

Arthur severa is forgotten,no he was made to be forgotten. By some one that he thought of his own blood and grandfather. and at the door step of death,he lost his reason to exist. but then he heard his own,younger voice. ––––––––––––––––––––––––– please read the Auxiliary volume. ––––––––––––––––––––––––– Author here,let me be confident here. This will be really good,and I mean it,so much so, At least for me, that I will continue with it even if I don't get a contract, that doesn't mean I don't want it,i really do,but even if I don't I'd still write it. As for the content of the novel,every body here can be kind of OP. I try to always dabble with new things so things can definitely go in many directions so bear with me if there is a part you don't like. *spoiler*(which I think would make the novel more interesting for you) The mc has a voice inside his head,and no,it's not an all powerful grandpa nor a deity waifu.Bro is just insane.i say it as the author.