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“I’m no angel, baby girl. I’ll make you cry, curse, and scream every night once you’re mine. So think twice before you sign this goddamn contract.” +++ Rivana Faye thought nothing could get worse than catching her husband and step-sister making out on their wedding anniversary, only to be shot dead the same day. Instead of the afterlife, Rivana woke up back in the past, on her wedding day, staring right into the eyes of the same bastard who had ruined her life. Fueled by vengeance, she planned to marry him and tear his world apart, just as he had done to her in her previous life. That is, until Azrael Dynar, her supposed husband’s older brother, stepped in with a shocking claim: that they were already married?! "Wifey, are you cheating on me with this tiny loser? Tch, you have poor taste," Azrael drawled, flashing their marriage certificate to everyone's horror. Azrael was everything Rivana had heard in hushed whispers: cold, cunning, and irresistibly seductive. But to her, he was oddly caring and fiercely protective. He even vowed to destroy everyone who had hurt her as long as she continued to be his side, as his darling wife! And the deeper Rivana sank into Azrael’s world, the more her defenses crumbled, leaving her with nothing but growing desires for him. Little did she know, the man she was falling for was no guardian angel but a devil—one responsible for her death, and the very one who could destroy her all over again. --- Excerpt: "You seem to have experience in seducing women, Mr. Dynar," Rivana joked, licking her ice cream. Azrael smirked at her laugh, and the next moment, he pulled her chair closer, causing Rivana's heart to skip a beat. Before she could catch her breath, he suddenly captured her lips, tasting the sweet chocolate on her lips. Pulling back slightly, Azrael smiled, enjoying her reaction. Tracing her lower lip with his thumb, he declared, "You are the first woman I have ever tried to seduce, Rain. And you will also be the last."

|Mafia boss×Mafia's son| Warning: extremely mature content. - Couple one: Despite her trying to sound cool, he could hear her slight pants. "What were you doing?" He asked, forgetting everything. That's how it was for them. They could be in the middle of the most serious issue yet the slightest change in their breathing would make the other curious. "If I say that I was, or more like, am fingering myself while thinking about you, would you come here and f*ck me?" She said while putting two fingers inside of herself. A moan left her lips and his d*ck hardened on the other side. "F*ck, Andrew, ah," she was moaning on purpose, to get a reaction out of him. She wanted to test him till he broke and later fulfilled her with his entire being. She knew that she wasn't supposed to want him and so did he but the heart wants what the heart wants. And forbidden fruits always taste better. - All of a sudden, he moved a little away and by not feeling the same sensation as before, she opened her eyes with an annoyed look. She was almost about to come. "Why did you stop -" she was cut off by her own moan. He did the most unthinkable thing. He slapped her pu*sy. She thought that it would hurt her but it had the exact opposite reaction. It ended up sending an electric shock through her body but one that was filled with pleasure. She was looking at him with pleading eyes. She didn't know what she wanted him to do but she wanted something from him and he understood even though she didn't vocalize her thoughts. He made a silent promise to fulfill all of her fantasies and with that, he slapped her again. And she moaned in pleasure again. Who knew that something that counts as a punishment could bring one so much pleasure? - Tangled by an interesting past, lust, and underworld matters. And most importantly heart. Both of them refused to fall for the other again but for how long? In this twisted game called lust, would they end up falling for each other? -- Couple two: "Stars are pretty," he said. She gave him a sad smile. "But people always say that you are going to lose the moon while counting the stars but the moon got scars and you can't stare at the sun for two minutes, you are bound to get blind by its light and how can you love someone you can't even look at?" "So we shouldn't love anything at all?" "If you are willing to take the risk then sure, you can." "Maybe I am or maybe I don't have any choice of my own. If you were given a chance, what would have you been?" "Dust probably," she said, not looking at him anymore. "Dust why? Don't they fly away?" "I wish to be like the dust so that I can fly away. Everything except the dust that flies is desired in one way or another, for example: A bird is caged in the name of love, just because someone wants to keep it. A flower that was torn away from its home and later toasted away in a place where the wind makes it blown, at least one person is going to like it enough to keep it with them till they don't like it anymore. Nobody can see dust, let alone desire it. Maybe being undesired isn't always the bad thing." -- "I trusted you but you broke my trust. You could have told me the truth." "You never seemed interested enough in my truth." "I wasn't? You never bothered asking me anything, you just assumed and ruined everything because that's all you can do. You don't deserve my trust." "I know," she muttered under her breath, fully knowing that he was too good for her to ruin him. -- "Don't do this to yourself just because you hate me. Don't ruin your life, I am begging you." "Because of you? Why would you think that you deserve any of my thoughts, my emotions? You don't even exist to me." And she was again feeling unworthy, a word that was never going to leave her side. -- In the midst of misunderstanding, complications, and hate, will they find love?

Reina once a superstar and a spoiled princess found herself transmigrated into the body of a village girl and unwanted wife of an aloof and cold tycoon. A victim of bully and schemed by the whole family including her rumoured cheating husband who does not want her at all. Now she was the owner if they thought they could bully her then they are going to regret it ********* " Ma'am why are you getting discharged so soon you are yet to recover " " Martha just do as you are told" Though her madam seem too cold she was actually confident compared to her previous meekly self that anyone can bull even she felt bad for her. The car was already there to fetch her but this time it was not the one her mother-in-law sent rather it was the boss himself. " Get in" He said and feeling weak she couldn't argue and got inside the car which he opened the door and closed after her. " Let's go" He said and the driver started the car. It was quiet all the way to the mansion. " This?" She had no memory of this place where did he take her. " My villa you stay here until you get better I don't want another reason to delay our divorce " " Oh!" Was all she said to his surprise he was looking for any sign of despair or sadness but no she was all cool about it. " Where is my room I need to rest" She said all bossy as if she owned the place to his surprise since when was she confident around him? Reina was always careful around him and scared she wouldn't even raise her head to look at him and that behaviour of hers really annoyed him. He doesn't like weak people and always thought she was pretending all to gain his sympathy and attention while he had none. " What? Where am I supposed to sleep, are you sure you want me to get better, I can't divorce you if I don't recover, the fast I recover early we get our freedom" she said with a happy face while for some reasons her words annoyed him. " You sleep at the first floor don't climb the stairs Lena will show you the room" He said coldly then left. " yeah don't want weren't really respective of her. After walking along the long huge corridor finally they reached the room at the end part of the villa isolated from others Reina noticed that it was the smallest of all and wasn't taken care of much. Opening the door she held in her breath and turn around to the servants who smirked seeing her reaction, their master never took her as their Mistress and they never took her as one so why should they serve her if she wants something then she can just take it herself. Not noticing the change in her the servants held in their arrogance and said " We have already finished our task now if you can excuse us we have other work to do" the head servant Lena said coldly as if she was the master and Reina was just nobody. Giving a lazy nod the head servant turn to leave not caring for the woman who stood looking at them with expressionless look and when the clock tik to seven pm she said firmly her tone holding a great authority over them that they froze from their steps " Stop right there" Reina said with raised tone and ordered coldly that even they were surprised didn't they say madam was easy to bully and too timid. It was what they hears from the servants of main mansion and even witnessed her embarrassing moments during celebrations and family meetings she was too coward to defend herself and very easy to bully even the servants would take out their anger on her after being scolded by their master. Reina had never complained to her husband no matter what happened no matter what treatment she received from the family or others she had always tried to be more understanding and work hard to fit in thinking they would one day recognise her as the member of the family

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting at the bottom of the stairs?

Transmigrating into a world vastly different from her own, Hazel uncovered a shocking truth: her rebirth mother had an affair with a vampire, making Hazel a half-blooded vampire. Years of living as a half-blooded slave left Hazel weary of being perceived as weak. Determined to change her fate, she vanished from the vampire world, erasing every trace of her existence. When she finally returns she disguised as a man named Hazen and joined the army with a singular goal: to become powerful enough to protect herself from the harsh realities of her new life. Through relentless training, Hazen discovered an extraordinary gift—an innate talent that allowed him to harness and control immense powers from both vampires and witches. This newfound ability made him both a threat and a blessing to the vampire community. Would they cast him out? And what would their reaction be upon discovering that Hazen, the formidable warrior, was actually a woman? .... https://discord.gg/dhRstaZm Y'all feel free chat me on discord I'll answer whatever questions you have.

In the heart of New York City, Lily Waters, the youngest and most influential business mogul, struggles to maintain her sanity after the sudden loss of her father. Her world is further complicated by the entrance of Williams, a charming and deceitful lover who manipulates her emotions and exploits her vulnerability. Unbeknownst to Lily, Williams has an ulterior motive: to gain control of her lucrative company. Blinded by love, Lily willingly gives him 20% of her 81% shares, sealing her fate. However, her grandfather, Grandfather Waters, senses Williams' malicious intentions and attempts to end him. As tensions rise, Lily's past begins to unravel, revealing a long-hidden family secret: her mother, Rena Carter, was a werewolf. This shocking revelation explains her grandfather's disapproval of her mother and his relentless pursuit of protecting the family's image and bloodline. Lily's life takes a drastic turn when Williams' true colors are exposed, shattering her confidence and sense of self. With her empire on the brink of collapse, Lily must walk through this treacherous new world, reclaim her power, and confront the darkness of her family's mysterious legacy. Amid the chaos, Lily meets a ruthless and powerful Alpha from a prominent NYC pack. Their fated encounter sets off a chain reaction, awakening Lily's inner werewolf and igniting a fierce passion. Together, they join forces to vanquish Williams, secure Lily's rightful place among the city's supernatural elite, and unravel the mysteries of her family's past. But just as Lily thinks she's found her salvation, a stunning revelation throws everything off balance: her father's death was not an accident, and the killer is still at large, waiting for the perfect moment to strike... As Lily's eyes lock onto Alpha Richard's, she realizes that her savior may hold the key to her destruction, or become the very reason she loses everything she's fought to reclaim. Will Lily uncover the truth behind her father's death? Can she trust the Alpha with her life? Or will the shadows of her past consume her forever?

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

One day, Ivy Green receives a call from her popular older brother: "My first love is joining a dating show. Look after her for me." (In other words, make sure to step in and cause a scene if you see her getting close with other male contestants.) Ivy: That’s my specialty! From childhood until now, causing chaos has been her number one skill. But as Ivy keeps "watching over" her, she finds herself getting drawn in. Her frustrated brother: “This is how you’re looking after her?” In The Romance Guide for Stars, a reality show originally set up as a four-man contest for three women with all the expected drama, Ivy and Kate Stone’s unexpected chemistry soon captivates the audience. Fans quickly proclaim it the greatest sapphic romance ever on screen. Kate, a former child star with over a decade of fame, is the darling of the entertainment world. Ivy, often labeled the “next Kate Stone” during her girl group audition days, used to find her fanbase frequently clashing with Kate’s. Fan of the couple: “They’re a match made in heaven, perfect in every way!” The two eventually reach a friendly agreement to play along with the fan interest. After the show, however, they cease all public interactions. Onlookers: “Guess it was just a publicity stunt.” But soon after, they appear on another variety show together. Fans glued to their screens: “They’re really together! Someone, close that closet door!” Later, after numerous public displays of affection, the couple’s fans are worn out: “We’re done trying to suppress this—let’s just go with it.” At an international awards ceremony, Kate takes the statuette for Best Actress. When asked what she most looks forward to next, she answers, “Getting married.” The internet collectively swoons, crashing the trending servers. Ivy and Kate's fan club nearly disbands in despair, the forums filled with heartbreak—until later that day, a surprising message appears. @KateStone: I meant, marrying my wife. Years later, fans look back on that show where their love story began, and the clues were there all along. #Ivy thought she met Kate for the first time on her audition show, but it was actually long before that. #Also known as The Scheming Girl Who Stole the Nation’s Darling. Snippet: The two filmed a short story together, and on the day of its release, they livestream their reactions at the crew’s invitation. When certain scenes appear, Ivy turns beet red, hiding against Kate. Fans watching: “Help! This is too much for me!” Content Notes: Mischievous, playful protagonist (chaotic darling) x aloof, snarky goddess 19-year-old whirlwind romance with a 24-year-old Light-hearted, feel-good sweet story

[MATURE CONTENT] [NICK AND AMELIA] Nicholas Zhao was utterly confused when his ailing father woke up from his coma and immediately asked where his ex-wife, Amelia, was. His father, having lost parts of his memory, still believed that Amelia was his daughter-in-law. Nick eventually tracked Amelia down, only to be shocked when he discovered that she had twins, Sean and Maddie. When Nick confronted her, Amelia firmly stated that the twins were not his children. Desperate to fulfill his father's last wish, Nick pleaded with Amelia to come back with him. Amelia was hesitant, but Nick made an offer she couldn't easily refuse: his company would fully fund her research. Reluctantly, Amelia agreed, on the condition that her family wouldn’t know she was back with Nick, fearing their reaction. Living under the same roof again, Nick initially harbored resentment toward the twins, but over time, he grew close to Sean and Maddie. This newfound bond made Amelia question her feelings, realizing she still loved Nick. Would fate bring them back together? *** If you want to know more about their past, you can read the first book titled: "Billionaire's Secret Marriage: Hubby, Love me 100 Percent" But you can read it as a standalone.

BANTER "Damn right, I'm pretty," Luna said with a confident smirk. Her mischievous pride faltered at his response. "I said petty," Alexander's voice was cold but amused, arms crossed over his chest. Her smile sharpened, daring, as she leaned into the banter. "Lucky for you I'm not what I once was, or you'd be spending eternity as my pet puppy." Her words carried a teasing edge, testing him, pushing for a reaction. But Alex's expression darkened, the amusement in his eyes disappearing as he leveled his gaze at her. "Convenient for you gods-twisting the lives of others for your needs." His words, spoken with quiet bitterness, struck a nerve. For a moment, guilt twisted inside Luna as she recalled how those she once called kin-gods, her juniors-had toyed with his life for their selfish desires. Before the regret could settle in, Alexander continued, his tone unwavering. "Maybe that's the reason you're in this condition." The accusation hung heavy between them, cutting through whatever lightness their exchange once held. BREATHLESSNESS In a moment where the tension between them reached its breaking point, Alexander's hand shot forward, grabbing her by the throat. His grip was firm but not cruel-no intent to harm. Instead, he pulled her closer, and before Luna could register what was happening, his lips crashed onto hers. The kiss was deep, forceful, searing through every fiber of her being. She forgot whose air she was breathing, her powerlessness overshadowed by the sheer intensity of his touch, of their connection. In that stolen breath, it was no longer clear who held the upper hand. What happens when a fallen ancient goddess and a love-scarred Alpha collide? When the lines between power, passion, and vulnerability blur, neither can anticipate the outcome. This book , next series of THE ILL FATED LOVERS and its volume THE STAR CROSSED LOVERS brings you the wild, darkly funny, and irresistibly intense tale .Read to see who ends up holding the power-and whose heart gets broken first.

Centuries before Rainn was ever born the government released proof of aliens after years of keeping secrets for fear of global outcry. With people's eyes being shielded by a global pandemic, they granted no reaction. That is until they also released and exposed all creatures and cryptids, exposing them from the shadows and causing an all-out war between monsters and humans. Canon-balling into the world's next apocalypse. Rainn is forever trapped in the body of the year she was turned, 19. Follow her journey of love, battles and self-doubt in order to come to terms with her parent's untimely death and her own newfound immortality.

Kayla, a "normal" high school student is dragged into a summon to another world along with her classmates. But contrary to what Kayla first thought, her life wouldn't be easy in this new world! Kayla quickly realized that fact when, instead of opening her eyes to a castle with people eagerly waiting for her, she woke up to a town on fire! At that moment, Kayla's only reaction was to curse the fucking big-breasted kidnapper who brought her into this world! Swearing that one day he would get revenge! So what's in store for Kayla in this new world? Come and find out! ...... Hello dear readers! This is a revamped synopsis because my intentions with this book have changed! Now I come with every intention of staying and I will prove it by publishing a daily chapter! I hope you enjoy this journey with me in which you will find epic battles and even more importantly, curses towards the big-breasted kidnappers (Goddesses)!

He was my tutor; he took my first kiss and my first time. Then I found out he was a billionaire and married, so he left and never returned, but he left me with triplets. **  Ava Wood was just an eighteen-year-old girl finding her way through college when she fell in love with her tutor, Yan Earlton, who was ten years older than her. He abandoned her with triplets. A few years later, she moves on and is to wed the billionaire Coyle Watson, but something unexpected happened: she was kidnapped on the aisle by Yan Earlton, the father of her triplets, and he wants her at all costs. Will she ever forgive him for the pain he caused her, and what will be his reaction once he finds out he has triplets? Yan, who has never loved kids, will he accept them? ** “Are you crazy, Ava? How dare you choose to marry another man who isn't me?” The words rolled out of his tongue as I stared at him like he was some lunatic. “Let me go, bastard; I am to marry Coyle.” I tried freeing my hand from his grip, but he didn't let go. “You will marry him?” “Yes, I love him.” “Say that one more time, and I will fuck the hell out of you.” “Listen to me, Ava Wood; you are mine, and I will kill any man who attempts to touch you.” Was he serious? Did he really mean the words he meant? How could he show up after six years and talk to me like it had been six days?

If there was anything Adonis Vivaldi thought would tame him, it definitely wasn't matters of the heart. But when he meets a certain sweet and fiesty red head, All manner of control and restraint seems to chalk out of the picture. Fresh out of college, Yavannah Constantine moves to Italy to stay with her brother only to find herself under the sensuous and unnerving gaze of her brothers boss. She cannot explain neither can she deny her bodies reaction to this irresistible man. A unplanned encounter causing a spark that would burn for years or would the mischievous and sly hand of fate douse what was yet to bloom.

The genius girl of the prestigious yet secret, Flazear family, working rigorously to maintain her scholarship and enjoy life with her dorm roommates. What could go wrong ? To put it simply- She accidentally kidnaps a mafia boss :D X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X-X " When did you know that it was me ? " " On the first night we me. " " No you didn't ! You were asking me if I was even familiar with the name or not ! " " I wanted to see your reaction. " " Why are you like this

One night of deception sets off a chain reaction of blackmail, secrets, and lies. Violet Wilson, betrayed by her best friend, finds herself entangled with the enigmatic billionaire, Adrian Brown. When Adrian's father who wants to assert his control over Adrian by demonstrating his authority insists that he gets married, Adrian proposes a contract marriage to Violet - a convenient arrangement that also satisfies the blackmailer's demands. As Violet navigates the treacherous web of Adrian's family dynamics and rivalries, she must balance her growing feelings with the secrets she's keeping. But as she fights to clear her name and protect herself, she'll uncover the true cost of her secrets. Dive into the deadly game of power, loyalty, and lies in "A NIGHT WITH THE BILLIONAIRE."

Born in the gritty city of Spero, where poverty and gang violence reign supreme, this novel tells the heart-wrenching story of Dennis, a young boy raised in a dysfunctional family - His ruthless father, the boss of one of the city's most feared gangs, an alcoholic and a compulsive gambler, subjecting him and his mother to unbearable physical, emotional, and financial abuse. As Dennis grows, he faces relentless bullying and oppression, not only from his father but also from the gang-dominated streets of the gritty city of Spero. But one fateful day, a dramatic turn of events alters his destiny. A shocking transformation unleashes a chain reaction, challenging everything he thought he knew. Will Dennis seize this chance to overthrow his father's tyrannical grip, break free from his past life and reclaim his life? Or will the dark forces of his past consume him? Dive into this gripping tale of resilience, revenge, power struggles, and redemption, set in the gritty Streets of Spero. We are excited to share our second novel with you.

A young man named Felkin is left in a mysterious ruin with no memories except his name and no possessions naught but the clothes on his back and a blade with the ability to extend seemingly endlessly. He comes across a man of few words named Metas, clad in black cloak and armor who can conjure flame from a snap of his fingertips. But come sunrise, the two are attacked by a wolven beast but manage to slay it. Having no other choice, Felkin follows the man who took notice of the former's abilities and decided to let Felkin tag along to keep an eye on him. Metas is a young but wizened knight of a nearby kingdom with the special task of investigating strange matters around the kingdom. The two arrive at a shanty village and make a split-second decision to rescue a young "witch" named Yuria from being burned at the stake by paranoid villagers who suspect anyone to be the cause of the attacks of the wolven creatures. The two are forced to work with the girl to escape from an angry mob and this causes a chain reaction of a whirlwind of events that lead the party to meet new allies, battle foes like dragons, travel to other worlds, overcome challenges, test bonds in a search for meaning and the truth in their lives. (Novel is also posted on Royal Road)

When a seemingly ordinary meteorite streaks across the night sky, crashing to Earth with little fanfare, humanity is blissfully unaware of the chaos that will soon unfold. The meteorite becomes the catalyst for a catastrophic chain reaction, unleashing a torrent of horrors upon the world. As zombies rise from the graves of the fallen, mutant beasts roam the landscape, and alien zergs swarm the remnants of civilization, survivors must grapple not only with the monstrous threats lurking outside their doors but also with the elemental fury of nature itself. Droughts paralyze once-fertile farmlands, relentless floods swallow entire cities, seismic rumbles fracture the ground beneath their feet, and volcanic eruptions spew ash into the air, blotting out the sun. Societal structures crumble as humanity races to adapt to a reality where every day could bring disaster. In this gripping tale of survival, courage, and resilience, a diverse group of survivors band together, navigating the chaotic remnants of civilization, uncovering hidden truths about the origins of the calamity, and battling not only for their own lives but for the future of humanity itself.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Lyraea Pastorio, a diligent student at GranVille University, was poised for success. With plans to take over the reins of her father's business after earning her master's degree, she saw everything falling into place. However, nine months ago, her world began to unravel. Strange occurrences started haunting her. These unsettling events shook her to the core, making her question her sanity. As the incidents grew more frequent and intense, those around her started to withdraw dismissing her experiences as mere figments of her imagination. Isolated and alone, her once bright future now seemed shrouded in darkness. Her spirit crushed under the ceaseless burden of the unexplainable horrors that had invaded her life. Each passing day eroded her hope, reducing her to a mere echo of her former self. The vibrant dreams of her future had withered away, supplanted by a grim resignation to her fateful destiny. Lyraea felt overwhelmed, utterly defeat. What could a mere human do against the unknown terrors? That was until her fate decided to confront her directly. Her spectral tormentor, a twisted echo of the past, stood before her. The haunting presence seemed to whisper tales of forgotten breaths and silenced heartbeats, each word was a chilling caress against her skin. His soulless eyes gleamed with the remnants of life that had once thrived among the living, now morphed into a sinister shadow. That ignited something inside her; a spark of resistance within herself. Lyraea fought with all her might, but there was something missing, something right in front of her but veiled. She could see the fire burning in those eyes, clear in their vengeful intentions, but those gentle whispers told otherwise. His inhuman smile, for sure, promised her destructions yet those cold hands never budged to pull her from abyss. Each of his deceptions was like a shard of glass, fitting seamlessly into the intricate mosaic of the grand puzzle, revealing the hidden picture piece by piece. Still, she couldn’t shake off the feeling that she was being led to her deathbed. His presence was deceptive, never showing the real intentions behind those soulless eyes. The vengeance was palpable, but so was the sense of an impending revelation and the inexplicable force drawing them together., a magnetic pull that defied the logic of their enmity. Lyraea feared that at the end she would be abandoned for his sinister plan, leaving her to face the ultimate doom alone, but carve into his soul were scars that bleed shadows that even the relentless march of time would not be able to erase. In the intricate dance of fate and destiny, life, with its myriad twists and turns, blurred the lines between the puppeteer and the puppet. Each move, each decision, seemed to be guided by unseen hands, yet those very hands were themselves subject to the whims of an even greater force. Everyone played a role, yet no one truly knew the script. The boundaries between control and surrender, action and reaction, were so finely woven that they became indistinguishable. It was a paradox of existence, where the illusion of mastery was as fleeting as the shadows cast by the flickering flame of life. It was impossible to discern who truly holds the strings, and who dances to their unseen tune.

As name says here you can find stories that come and go like a traveling dreams and ideas. They shall be completely unrelated and in too wide area of ideas, topic, themes and quality. Heck some are just a refined written records of my dreams. Yet, the main focus shall be on comedy or adventure. All shall be safe for work. My dreams do make a sense. But most time there is a time for the “good” or “exciting” part; I mostly wake up; and mostly my first reaction is “Damn it!”. Also, the sheer amount of stories that was already appear/crafted in my mind will give out for a loot of books. Sadly I am not the master of story teller I shall probably be, to put them on words, picture or other storytelling method.

For Eons Angels and Demons battled over the lands in the Milkyway galaxy.... When A masterful tactician by the name of Gorlab discovered the darkness core, he was ripped to sheds... by Reapers... He remains scattered across the void... Before Gorlab was completely dismantled he was able to break blade of the Reapers scythe... Gorlab's hand would fuse with the blade, creating a black scythe... able to cut without cutting... The Scythe was lost in the void... Until 1959.. Rondo Newman is an ex-Marine that lost his mind after War II becoming a ruthless assassin killing dictators. He was caught and sentenced to life in prison for his crimes. Leaving back his ill wife who was expecting a baby would pass alone. Rondo allowed himself to go mad, getting into fights and trying to escape. He was sold by Big City to a mysterious Organization run by people with blue skin and yellow hair. They would hold a bunch people captive while they ran strange tests that involved Black Blood being incited into the subjects' veins. The reactions were either supernatural or fatal. Rondo is one of the many unfortunate test subjects that would be an experiment gone as wrong as possible. Rondo is injected, his veins fills black. He hears voices, everything goes dark. A demon, with purple stringy hair emerges. Rondo is prompted to grab a scythe made of shadows. He grips the scythe... A power engulfs Rondo, he is not himself anymore. Now just a skull mask inside a shadow cloak. He is Demon Scythe, here to eat the souls of those not using theirs.

What will happen when Nitya, a happy-go-lucky girl, finds out that she is the reincarnation of the Princess of a Healer tribe, whose own forbidden love story was the reason for the annihilation of her own tribe? What events are going to unfold now, when they come face-to-face in the modern set-up, and she figures out that her fears are rooted in the events of her past life? Is this a love story fated to end in heartbreak, because of a slight unknown mistake? How will Ji-hun deal when he comes to realise that he is the one behind all the heartbreaks and pain in their life, and most devastatingly, the death of the one and only love of his lives? The animal healer, Reneé, who was raised to be the shield of the plant healer Princess of the Healer tribe. Because being the older one inevitably brings the responsibility on one's shoulders! What will be her decision when she finds out that the partner destined for her was the very reason for the unfulfillment of her duties? After twelve hundred years, will she be able to forgive him when she finally encounters him? Will Surbhi, a leading architect, be able to forgive the love of her life for the mistakes he has made in the past, after remembering everything? In its own grounds that lie beyond the concepts of time and place, Destiny takes hold of the reins and brings all four to a crossroads on a journey of love, reincarnation and secrets with the tangled threads of Fate! ATTENTION! For the coin code, you can reach me on either discord or Instagram. Discord- @JoJo_17_34 (#2655) Instagram- @entangled_writes Come say hello, and the code is only valid for the first 10 readers, so hurry! The dates and status of the giveaway will be updated in authors note in the chapters, so keep an eye on that! The cover photo does not entirely belong to me. I have actually merged two picture: and the two pictures that have been used for the cover are by 'Wall Zencafe' (Copyright 2021. All rights reserved.) and 'UHDPaper 2021'.

When an traditional author transmigrated into a story written by a lowly webnovel writer. What would his reaction be? A story with a festival of repetitive premises, cliched characters and storylines, and boring writing all welcome now named Alexander Knight who in his mouth, has only a whole dictionary of criticism. Magic World! Chosen Ones! Modern! Urban! Magic Academy! Demon King! Sounds all familiar? Definitely the Author’s POV, except the Author’s POV was actually good, and all rest of story with the same premise apart from it are trash, including the Author’s Author’s POV’s next story. WARNING: This is just a original parody (just parodying cliches) story set in a cliched world. The only thing not cliched is the main character, I think. Well, go and read and find it out for yourself.

"Aliana never think about leaving me. You are mine only mine. I own u. If you ever tried to leave me for another man I will make sure he will never have the desire to take rebirth. He kissed me passionately as if he will eat me up. I know its wrong but I am helpless infront of him as always. Aliana got a huge crush on a boy who later turns out to be her step brother and her biggest bully. What will happen when she meets him after many years but stronger and better. What will be his reaction

Synopsis: Demian Maxwell is the Crown Prince to the Grove Kingdom and an alpha. It's his first year at Oakswood Academy and a certain beta has garnered his attention, but why does Ophelia Rosewood keep popping up when he least expects it? Remi Sato is a renowned name in the science community, and this famous herbologist is starting his first year at Oakswood Academy. But this boy has a secret, and lots of them. He is secretly the omega prince, Remington Arlow and a reincarnated soul who just wants to be with his favorite otome game character. Excerpt: Remi looked at him in confusion. Demian saw the moment that Remi realized what he wanted when Remi's face turned a brilliant shade of scarlet, matching his beautiful pink eyes which seemed a tad darker than they were just moments before. "You-" Remi started, his words dying out. Demian pointed to his still open mouth, uncaring of how undignified he looked at the moment. This was something he needed, a peaceful, uncaring day with a beautiful beta to tease to get his mind off the nightmares he had recently been plagued with. Remi chewed on his bottom lip in contemplation. Before Demian could tell Remi that he was only teasing him, Remi picked up a fork and speared a piece of fish on the tines. With a red face, Remi raised the fork up until it was even with Demian's mouth, his hand under the fork to catch the food if it fell. Demian's eyes widened minutely but he refused to pass up the opportunity that was given to him. He leaned forward and took the piece of fish between his teeth, sliding it off the utensil. A rich, nutty flavor with a sweet sugary taste coated his tongue pleasantly. "This is really good," Demian said after swallowing his food. "I'm excited to try other dishes made by you." Remi flushed crimson once again. It was interesting to see such contrasting reactions out of him. One minute, Remi could be daring and confident, and in the next he could be timid and shy. "How about some vegetables this time?" Demian once again opened his mouth. A salty, leafy taste filled his senses this time. The salt wasn't overpowering and it brought out the natural flavors of the mixed vegetables that included asparagus and carrots. Remi lowered the utensils and looked away. "You have two perfectly good hands, feed yourself," he mumbled. The back of his ears and neck were tinged red. *This a teen-fantasy-romance novel set in the omegaverse.*

In Kyle’s Dark Ascent, Kyle finds himself transported into the world of Harry Potter, where he gains access to a unique power known as the "Emo Chest" system. By provoking intense reactions and raising the blood pressure of those around him, he can unlock magical treasure chests. His first reward grants him a dark talent: the "Heart of Black Magic," which corrupts any spell he uses, transforming it into dark magic. Even as a young child, Kyle's reputation grows. At five, he roams Knockturn Alley as the infamous "Blood Demon." By the age of seven, he's already been sent to Azkaban, where the dementors crown him as their king. At Hogwarts, Kyle's chaotic abilities become a constant source of frustration for his professors. Professor McGonagall reprimands him for turning a needle into a dementor with Transfiguration. Professor Flitwick is bewildered when a simple levitation charm sends part of the castle flying. Even Professor Snape warns Dumbledore that Kyle is destined to become the next Dark Lord. But Kyle has grander ambitions. "Dark Lord?" he scoffs. "Call me Satan. One day, even the devil will be ashamed not to have my name tattooed on his back." Darkly humorous and filled with magical mayhem, Kyle’s Dark Ascent chronicles the rise of a boy determined to make his mark on the wizarding world, one chaotic spell at a time.

Novel In Verse (If this gets good reactions, might make a full novel later) Granddaughter of Spring, and child of March, born with a curse, to die the moment spring hits on her 30th birthday. Her life in verse of how she doesn’t try to survive, but tries to live. Death has seen thousands of souls pass. She’s not special, but is he sure he can take her life when it comes down to it?