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In a realm where shadows murmur age-old secrets and destiny intricately weaves its delicate tapestry, Mia's quiet existence is suddenly upended when she learns she is not merely an orphan—she is a formidable Fey. Bursting with magical potential, she embarks on a journey into the enchanting yet treacherous Fey realm, a place where beauty masks danger and every corner hides a perilous surprise. In this mystical land, she uncovers a harrowing truth that shatters her sense of self: Drake, the enigmatic and irresistibly charming king of the vampires, is not just her sworn enemy; he is also the one responsible for the death of her parents, and, astonishingly, her destined mate. As shadows creep menacingly and threats lurk behind every enchanted tree, Mia must traverse a labyrinth of betrayal and dark magic, confronting her deepest fears. The weight of her family’s secrets presses heavily on her shoulders, making her journey even more daunting. Yet, amidst the chaos, she feels a powerful and undeniable pull toward Drake, a creature of darkness whose own hidden truths could either offer solace or plunge her into the depths of despair. In *Fated in the Shadows*, the boundary between love and vengeance blurs, entwining Mia's heart in a web of complex emotions. Every decision she makes could spell either her salvation or her downfall. Will she have the courage to embrace the destiny laid out before her, or will the consuming shadows of the past claim her? Step into this mesmerizing tale of romance and suspense, where each heartbeat resounds with the eerie promise of fate, and discover whether love can truly triumph over darkness.

"Let's divorce. I'm finally letting you go," she said with scarce emotion on her lovely face. Seeing her resolve, he felt heaviness in his heart. His face darkened, clenching his jaw. "You can't leave me. You are bound to me for eternity." He forcibly grabbed her, pinning her on the wall, his hands started caressing her sensitive spots. "And your body... doesn't LIE," he whispered sensually, lips gently nibbling on her earlobe. Her breath hitched, her heartbeat racing.  Seeing her struggle to resist him, he smirked triumphantly. "You yearn for my touch and my kiss. You also desire me." The next thing she felt was his lips roughly brushing against hers in a hungry kiss. **** Neglected by the King Enslaved by the Queen Bullied by her royal siblings Hated by The Kingdom's Hero Ostracized by her own people EVE HAD ENOUGH! She ripped off her disguise and began to fight back, flaunting her skills and talents– extremely beautiful, highly intelligent, proficient in medicinal knowledge, great combat skills, and with rare talent– Beast Taming!  Eve– the Forsaken Princess will ascend to the throne, not just conquering kingdoms but also capturing the hearts of the powerful gentlemen– A Hero Knight, An Infamous Hunter, and the Tyrant Crown Prince! Like a phoenix rising from ashes, Eve reruns her life, determined to trample everyone with her vengeance. [ Warning: Mature Content, R18+ ]

If it hadn't been a misdiagnosis for a terminal illness, she wouldn't have dared to mess with him even if she had ten thousand guts. "Mr. Huo, shall we play a game of heartbeats?" ... The next day, there were two more red booklets. "What... what are these?" "Permits for legally having a second child." And just like that, a single heartbeat game turned her into Mrs. Huo, and from then on, she had a god-like husband and was accompanied by a cute little bun...

Strength is a pursuit that drives us all, though for vastly different reasons. Some seek it to shield their loved ones, to stand as an unshakable wall against the world's storms. Others crave it to solidify their dominance, clinging to power with an iron grip. And then some chase strength not for protection or control but for ambition—to carve their names into history through sheer might. Yet among all the reasons that compel one to grow stronger, none is more destructive or consuming than the thirst for revenge. This path is paved with pain and fueled by suffering, and in the end, it often leads not to triumph but to ruin. Alex, a seventeen-year-old boy, watched in helpless horror as his family and clan were slaughtered before his eyes by the Four Higher clans. Powerless, he had no choice but to run. But even as he fled, one thought burned into his soul, searing deeper with every heartbeat. They will pay. Every single one of them will pay. I don’t care if I have to sell my soul to the devil— They. Will. All. Pay. Let us journey with Alex on his journey for revenge, in a world of magic.

A secret mission was all it took for Elise to gain the infamous twins, Azael and Reuel's attention and from then on, there was no stopping them. While the twins want her, Elise wants nothing to do with them. Amidst the growing infatuation and feelings, Elise has even to protect herself from the danger she has unknowingly put herself into. ---------------------------------------------------------------- “You were ours the day you stepped inside our club,” Azael said as he strode towards her and Elise took a step back instantly. “I belong to no one.” She declared as she maintained her gaze on him. But her wavering voice gave her away and Azael arched his lips, taking it as a challenge. “Are you sure, darling? Why does your heartbeat say otherwise?” Reuel approached her from behind and Elise was now trapped between the twins. “I…” Elise licked her lips as she maintained her gaze on the man before her while her mind was focused on Reuel’s wandering hands that were inching towards her waist. “You what, gorgeous?” Azael probed as he smirked at her evilly and Elise was lost in his mysterious depths instantly. “Tell us you want us, Elise.” Reuel urged from behind. “Tell us, baby. Tell us you want us as much as we want you.” Azael ran a finger along her arm and goosebumps peppered on her skin instantly. “Tell us, Elise.” And that was all it took for Elise to surrender. “I want you.” ---------------------------------------------------------------- This book contains mature content including violence and sexual themes. It is also a reverse harem romance and explores many different aspects of BDSM. Read at your own discretion.

Mu Yang is undoubtedly the most dazzling figure on the university's racing track. Amid the roar of the engine, he is like a black bolt of lightning, maneuvering the racing car at breakneck speed on the track. Every precise and sharp turn elicits deafening screams from the spectators' stands. That driving force of pressing forward bravely on the track and freely sweating, along with his uninhibited and carefree posture, constitutes his unique charm, attracting the attention of countless people. His signature misty blue hair flutters freely in the wind, as if it were the embodiment of his passionate and free spirit. On the other hand, Jiang Lingxi is like a flower quietly blooming on campus. As a female novelist who works diligently in obscurity, she immerses herself in the romantic world she has painstakingly constructed all day long. With a pen and a stack of paper, she can weave touching and gripping stories. Her heart is as delicate as the gentlest breeze in spring, filled with wild and unrestrained fantasies. From the moment she saw Mu Yang on the racing track, Jiang Lingxi fell deeply in love and couldn't extricate herself. The male protagonist in her novels gradually took on the features of Mu Yang. His handsome face, strong and powerful physique, and that unique misty blue hair have all become the sources of her inspiration. In fact, the red thread of fate was quietly tied in their childhood. Mu Yang fell in love with Jiang Lingxi at first sight. At that time, the little Jiang Lingxi was like a beam of light, illuminating Mu Yang's world and becoming the most cherished white moonlight in his heart. As time passed, the moment they reunited, the love in Mu Yang's heart was instantly ignited. With a bit of cunning, he used his incredibly handsome face and perfect figure as "bait" and carefully laid out a plan. Just like a crafty big bad wolf, he lured the innocent "little sheep" Jiang Lingxi step by step into his world. In this love journey full of twists and turns, misunderstandings and quarrels are inevitable. But after every storm, a more splendid rainbow awaits. They have left sweet memories in every corner of the university campus: in the library, Mu Yang sits quietly by the side, watching Jiang Lingxi who is writing attentively; beside the racing track, Jiang Lingxi waves a flag and cheers loudly for Mu Yang. From the youthful love on campus, to the sacred vows exchanged in the wedding hall, and then to the happy moment of welcoming the crystallization of their love, their entire lives are filled with sweetness and happiness, writing a heartwarming and enviable story of a perfect ending.

The world is diverse and flourishing. Humanity has changed, and with it, brought in a new era of prosperity. Males and females still exist, but the spectrum from which humanity is cast has broadened. With the introduction of alpha, omega, and beta, humanity has evolved even further. In such a word, Dr. Andrew Knox, known environmental researcher, is happy being a beta male. It has made his life easier by being middle ground, and as much as some wish he was one way or the other, he’s happy being who he is. Thriving even. He works in a world renowned research facility. He makes friends easily, and his projects are always funded. He even found someone who he thinks he could end up marrying if things continue in the right direction. That, and the vacant house next to his apartment building gets bought by a new neighbour. A cute, but cautious omega who relies on Andrew as a beta for help. Andrew couldn’t be happier. He loves being a helper, and loves when people rely on him. All in all, Andrew really thinks he has everything made. That is, until a research project with shoddy data is thrown back into his face that he has no recollection of working on, and all of his reputation disintegrates in between one heartbeat and the next. Heartbroken, it isn’t until Andrew wakes up, chained to a wall that everything becomes clear. He becomes a test subject to one of the scientists that he trusted. That he expected would never harm him. The life he had known, where he was a respected researcher was ripped out from underneath him. His identity and everything he’s ever known is stolen from him from a crazed researcher who he had trusted, maybe even loved. He has to relearn who he is, what he is, from scratch. Thankfully, he has one person in his corner. He just never expected to have to rely on someone whose shoulders were so small. This is an a/b/o story, and will have those tropes associated with it. I hope you enjoy :)

This isn’t a fairy tale. No heroes. No lessons. Zetulah Viridian isn’t a savior. She’s the part of you that knows kindness gets you killed. And her story? It’s the question you’ve been swallowing since life first kicked your teeth in: How much worse would you burn the world to make it hurt like you do? Zetulah is just a woman with blood in her teeth and a knife, asking: How much of your soul would you sell to watch your enemies bleed? Before wolves ruled the world, war did. Four dynasties carved the realm of Varkathis apart like a carcass. Their war is no longer about thrones—it’s about erasing each other from history. For centuries, four houses ruled through brutality and broken vows: House Emberclaw (South): Flame-lit conquerors with eyes like smoldering coals. They leave only ash and children's bones behind. House Viridian (West): Healers turned hunted, their once-bright green eyes—symbols of hope, and nature—now dimmed to murky moss. Targets for slaughter. House Azzuri (North): Ice-hearted titans with gazes bluer than glacial crevices. They would let their own blood freeze before breaking an oath. House Moriba (East): Puppeteers with golden eyes that flicker like gilded lies. Stare too long, and you’ll wake up throat-cut with your own dagger. —-------- Zetulah Viridian doesn’t scream when her brother dies. She counts the seconds until his fingers go cold, the Emberclaw dagger still jutting from his throat. They don’t let her bury him. Instead, they nail Fenrik’s corpse to her family’s gates—a scroll stuffed between his teeth: “Let the last Viridian choke on her brother’s rot.” They take her title. Her home. Even her pride—carving the Emberclaw sigil into her land as a warning to survivors. But rage? Rage is the one thing they can’t carve out. Zetulah isn’t fighting for a crown. She’s fighting to keep her tongue, her liver, her green eyes from becoming Emberclaw trophies. To survive, she kneels to the boy whose family murdered her brother— Prince Kaelith Emberclaw, whose crimson gaze burns like a forge even as he bandages her wounds with surgeon’s hands, that has snapped more necks than healed them. Every time he laughs—warm and bright, nothing like the Emberclaw pyres she’s cursed—she forgets, just for a heartbeat, that she needs to kill him. War horns sound. Now, Zetulah must choose: Lead her surviving kin into the hellmouth of battle, or light the match that burns every house—hers included—to cinders. Because in the realm of Varkathis ? Mercy is the lie you tell while sharpening your blade. Power is the scream that haunts your enemies’ sleep. And Zetulah? “She’s learned how to make the world scream with her.” "You won’t like Zetulah. You’ll recognize her—the part of you that knows mercy gets you killed." Here’s what they don’t tell you about vengeance: It doesn’t heal. It addicts. You won’t love this story. You’ll hate how much you need to finish it.

Fu Xiang, an emerging beta actor in the acting industry, believed he had it all—a steadfast best friend, a loving boyfriend, and a devoted fanbase that cherished him. Yet, in a heartbeat, his seemingly perfect life crumbled. Betrayed by those he considered family, Fu Xiang was plunged into a harrowing reality, becoming an unwilling subject of cruel experiments, and ultimately met a harrowing end. Just when he believed it was the end, he was given a new lease on life by a mysterious system. Reborn as Feng Mei Hiu, an omega heir to a multimillion-dollar empire, he faces the daunting challenge of navigating a world filled with dark schemes and hidden conspiracies. Fueled by resentment and a burning desire for revenge, Feng Mei Hiu grapples with the ties of his past as he fights relentlessly for a brighter future. Amidst schemes, betrayals, and hidden truths, Feng Mei Hiu finds his only ally in Han Yichen—an enigmatic figure to whom he is engaged. Han Yichen carries a dark past, and his secrets cling to him like scars on his skin. Will Feng Mei Hiu ever discover love and forge a new future, or will the shadows of his hatred ultimately consume him? ******* "I have been raped, humiliated, betrayed, used, and abused by the people I trusted," Feng Mei Hiu's smile was filled with pain, "the only thing that kept me alive, that made me sane, that kept me from being broken was my anger, my pain, and my faith." Feng Mei Hiu's blue eyes looked tranquil as he spoke. "Faith in myself, that one day I would make them all pay, suffer in more ways than I ever did." He smiled darkly, "I want to put them in hell and watch with a smile as they burn." "Let me stand by you; I can ensure they pay for everything. Just say the word." Han Yichen leaned in closer, their eyes locked with certainty. "You want to support me?" Feng Mei Hiu asked, surprised. "With all I've done, how could you possibly see me as anything but a monster?" "Monster?" Han Yichen embraced him tightly. "You’re not a monster; you’re my guiding star, my hope, my rescue, my angel. You lifted me from the darkness that nearly swallowed me, and now I, too, must return that gift." "I want them dead, Yichen; I want to watch them suffer and burn." "And that's exactly what we shall do, my love; we will burn their empire to the ground." Warning: The main characters grapple with mental illness and deep-seated traumas, leading to unpredictable behaviors that may challenge conventional norms. Understanding their struggles is crucial to fully appreciating their journey. Please kindly support the author with comments, votes, and gifts. Thank you for reading.

She was never supposed to love him, he was the one person she despised, but for how long could she deny the flutter and Sparks he made her feel. ******* She is an assassin, the princess of the witches, sent to marry the Vampire King with one purpose—to kill him and secure her clan’s victory in a war that has raged for centuries. He is Rhydian, the brooding king burdened by his father’s bloody legacy, forced into the alliance to protect his people from the looming Dragon Empire. Rhydian distrusts the witches, while Seraphina resents the vampires, but neither is prepared for what fate has in stall. As they face palace intrigues, ancient prophecies, and brewing rebellion, their indifference begins to shift into something neither expected—love, an emotion they both try to deny, but is impossible to ignore. I won't call this an enemies to lovers because she is the only one who hates him, also...this will contain R18 scenes, I'll always highlight that on every chapter so you can skip if you want. A/N: I hope you all will stick with me till the end, feel free to check out my other book, I'm in love with a grim reaper, you might like it, I hope you do. Excerpt; Her fingers brushed against his forehead before he could react, her warm palms cupping both sides of his face as she studied him intently. His breath hitched at the sudden intimacy, his heart giving an involuntary stutter. What the hell was she doing? His gaze traced over her face, mapping every detail—the sharp glint of her violet eyes, the delicate curve of her nose, and her lips... God, her lips. Plump, red, slightly parted as she assessed him. He wanted to taste them again, to claim them fully. "Your fever seems to be coming down," she murmured, tilting her head slightly. "My blood really did the trick, I see..." His jaw clenched. Did she have to check his temperature this way? There were plenty of other ways to do it—ones that didn't involve tempting him with that mesmerizing face of hers. She started to pull her hands away, but before she could, he caught her wrist, stopping her. She looked up at him, startled. "If you wanted to check my temperature, you could've done so in a simpler way," he said, his lips curving into a playful grin. He tugged her closer, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you trying to seduce me, Purple?" Her heartbeat stuttered against his chest. He could hear it. Feel it. Then, to his surprise, she didn't pull away. Instead, a slow, wicked smile spread across her lips. She leaned in, her body pressing against his just enough to make his muscles tense. "What if I am?" she whispered, deliberately biting her bottom lip. Rhydian's breath caught. The last of his control snapped. "You asked for it," he growled. In the next second, he crashed his lips against hers. The kiss was deep, desperate, consuming. His hand tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the angle as his tongue swept into her mouth, claiming her fully. She responded instantly, matching his hunger with equal fervor. She wasn't perfect at kissing yet—he could tell she was still learning—but she made up for it with pure intensity, and damn if it didn't make his blood boil. His other arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her flush against him as his lips moved against hers with feverish need. His tongue tangled with hers, teasing, tasting, drinking her in as if she were the only thing that could satiate him. He bit down softly, drawing a gasp from her, and that little sound sent a violent pulse of arousal straight through him. He was already rock hard, aching with need. He hadn't touched a woman since the marriage arrangement was made. Maybe that was why he was losing control so easily. Or maybe it was just her. Maybe it had always been her.

Ahn Min-jae, a cold-hearted CEO with a rare heart condition, has lived his life knowing that every heartbeat could be his last. Jung Ha-neul, a determined heart surgeon hiding her true identity, enters his life on a dare—but soon, their playful romance turns real. When Min-jae discovers the truth, heartbreak drives him away. Years later, he returns to find Ha-neul engaged to another man. Just as she’s ready to fight for their love, an accident steals her memories. On the eve of her wedding, a familiar necklace unlocks the past. Will Ha-neul remember Min-jae in time, or will they remain just a heartbeat away from their love?

In the heart of Novacore, a city of cold steel and flickering neon, emotions are nothing more than a distant memory. Love, grief, anger - wiped from human minds by the perfection of Project Zero, the government’s ultimate control over the human heart. But beneath the surveillance drones and the silent streets, a few still remember what it means to feel. A hidden resistance fights to reclaim what was stolen from them, hackers and rebels risking everything for a chance at something real. When Nikk, one of the last free minds in the city, crosses paths with a girl who shouldn’t exist, everything changes. What begins as a glitch in the system spirals into a war for the soul of a city that refuses to feel. In a world where love is a crime and memories are erased, can a heartbeat start a revolution? Or is some love never meant to exist at all?

Alpha Derrick's long life plan was to kill that traitor that destroyed his family as well as everyone in his lineage for revenge. But he couldn't. Not when that blue eyed boy made his heart race faster than it ever could. Not when his hands refused to stay off his body. Not when he wants him constantly beneath him, moaning his name. But what can he do when that blue-eyed boy is that traitors only son? ************ “You're a monster,” Nathan spat, his eyes blazing with hatred as he took a step back. Derrick's smile was cold and calculated as he moved forward step by step until Nathan was finally trapped between himself and the wall with nowhere to run. He could hear Nathan's heartbeat skyrocket in his chest, and his smile widened. “Oh, is that so?” he drawled. “But you sure as hell didn't think so when you were screaming my name, did you?” Derrick's hands slid down Nathan's chest, his fingers tracing the curves of his body. He could feel him react and shiver to his touch. Nathan's eyes flashed with anger, but Derrick could see the desire burning beneath. His lips brushed against Nathan's ear, his breath hot and sensual. Nathan moaned involuntarily, but Derrick heard it and his smile grew wider. “There, just like that,” Derrick whispered, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear you scream out the name of the man you hate.”

Dual cultivation isn't a choice; it's a necessity. After being struck by a truck like most lucky protagonists (or unlucky ones), Vaan found himself transmigrated into the body of an orphan in the world of witches and demons. However, they didn't always exist. Demons terrorized the world ever since the Gehenna Realm descended over 300 years ago. but along with them, came mana, giving birth to witches to combat these demons. Since then, the world of men was dominated by witches, establishing the seven witch kingdoms, which safeguards at the forefront of the demon invasion. In order to survive in the matriarchal society of the witch kingdoms, Vaan, like all other men who cannot use magic, had to learn how to service the witches to survive. Nevertheless, it did not come without its own benefits. Years of research have led the world to the discovery of intimacy between men and women could increase the witches' mana absorption. But at the same time, men could absorb some of this mana to improve their physique and lifespan. Thus, since then, an intricate relationship was formed between men and witches in the red-light districts. Love became casual, and dual cultivation is common. As a prodigy in the art of pleasing women, Vaan lived a smooth two years since his transmigration as an orphan. However, everything came crashing down in a heartbeat one day when his life was nearly taken, and Lady Eniwse whom he served went berserk. Even so, that was not the end. With the awakening of the Witch Hunter System, watch how Vaan takes on the world and becomes the lord of witches. ===== Genre: [Mature Content] [R-18] [Smut] [Magic] [Witches] [Demons] [Spirits] [Dragons] [Beasts] [Reincarnation] [Adventure] [Action] [Mystery] [Academy] [Weak-to-Strong] [Scheming MC] [Harem] [System] [Servants] [Slaves] [Smart MC] [Alchemy] [Forging] [Misunderstandings] [Game Elements] [Kingdom-Building] [Overpowered MC] ===== Note: Contains lemons. Hunting witches does not necessarily imply killing witches, if you know what I mean ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ===== Feel free to join the discord for novel discussion or grab the novel update role to be notified as soon as new chapters are released in the link below; https://discord.gg/9SUWMPZ ===== My other novels; First novel: Prime Originator (Shared Universe) Second novel: I am a Notorious Boss in the Alternate World (Shared Universe) =====

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

Invisible... that's how I have been to every one except my best friend Clara I don't know that going to a party that day will change my life and getting the attention of the popular and hottie guy in school let find out how the love will blossom or if our Mr popular was just playing her like other girls

Harley Rose believed she was an ordinary individual in a world abundant with supernatural beings, often feeling overlooked and invisible. However, her life takes a dramatic turn upon encountering a mysterious stranger. This pivotal moment unveils her untapped potential and a hidden birthright, alongside the unexpected discovery of a true mate. Armed with this newfound knowledge, she is resolute in her pursuit to embrace and claim her rightful heritage.

In a city called Dunmore, where a weakened dome stands between its people and bloodthirsty demons, Aric, a young, defiant fighter who believes in equality, is part of its Vanguard: fearless soldiers that keep the demons at bay. When the crystal holding their dome—a remnant of the goddess Ilona—suddenly fails and throws the city into chaos, he’s among the brave ones sent beyond the walls to chase a shard of the Aetherion, a sentient energy that could save or destroy them, pulling him into a treacherous wasteland where survival is always beyond reach. The flawed gods resurface, their inevitable end drawing near, scheming and weaving promises to manipulate oblivious mortals into their power plays. But gods and men don't mix easy, and alliances tend to fray, turning friends to foe in a heartbeat as blood of both mortals and divine beings are spilled. Out there, Aric finds the enemies closer than anticipated, truths in his blood he never wanted, and each ally he makes, becoming casualties of enemies he can’t outrun due to the power hidden in him. And as the realms are on the brink of annihilation, Aric must face the truth: sometimes, the greatest threats comes from those who have sworn to protect. Loss after loss builds Aric, altering his perception of the world, as he loses his moral tether, transforming from a man to something else. When an Obsidian Rift is about to release an ancient evil from their earthly prison, gods and mortals rally to make one last stand. Will Aric save the realms—or will he be the fire that consumes it all? ******* If you love narratives where the MC becomes the villain and the hero, then this book is for you. ******* Book on hiatus

"Some connections are written long before two hearts ever meet." Arjun never believed in fate, just another lost soul buried in the noise of textbooks and deadlines. Ayesha was a quiet storm, hiding a fragile heart behind glowing smiles and disappearing messages. They were just two strangers, separated by borders, bound by pixels on a screen. But what starts as casual texts in the dead of night slowly turns into something neither of them can explain. A bond stitched through unseen heartbeats. A love whispered through endless silences. But every heartbeat carries secrets... and some secrets are too heavy to cross the distance. When time begins slipping through Ayesha's fingers, Arjun finds himself caught between holding on or letting go. Will their hearts find each other in the silence or will destiny write their last message before they ever meet?

Me and you. We looked almost the same. Liked most of the same things. Suffered the same abuse. Yet we died differently. Why was that not the same? On her way home from church one fateful day, a meteor descended from the heavens, obliterating everything in its path. Li Wen's ordinary life in the modern world shattered in a heartbeat, it would be her last heartbeat on earth. When the meteor crashes down, plunging her into a world she once created into the unpublished novel she spent most of her life writing for her beloved brother. Now, in a realm where ancient martial arts and magical forces rule, they are reborn as elementals on the Red Moon and Ice Moon—fire and frost, separated once more. A divine system offers her a second chance, gifting her immortality and then disappears due to an error... Yet, the journey is dangerous. If her true identity is revealed, she will be hunted by those who seek her immortality. Determined, Li Wen vows, "I will find you, Li Wei, no matter what. This time, nothing will keep us apart." Can the author navigate her way back to her brother in the world she created? The twisted part is, "How can the author not remember so many important parts of her own story?" Suddenly, Li Wen is thrust into a path of unpredictability. Who knows what enigmatic beings might be orchestrating the scenes from behind the curtains? She is now a character like anyone else, aware of some things but not everything. However, with her secret cheat code can she restore all of her memories and gain back the most important memory of all: the last chapter...?

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ] “Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.” Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy. Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life. What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes? -------------- Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned! -------------- Sneak Peek: He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered. Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told. Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”

Unknown Time A Crown of Ash. A Thief of Seconds. A Love That Shattered Time. Betrayed by his brother and burned alive on his coronation day, Kael awakens with a curse masquerading as a gift: the power to steal time itself. Now a fugitive in his ruined kingdom, he can rewind wounds, shrink enemies to dust, and bend moments to his will—but every stolen second scars his body and devours his soul. His vengeance is absolute. His enemies are legion. Yet the deeper Kael hunts, the more he unravels: The brother who lit his pyre is blood-bound to a cult older than time. The fiancée who betrayed him sacrificed her love to save a sister who was already dead. And the mentor who raised him? A time-warped monster who calls Kael’s agony “a masterpiece.” But when Kael discovers a girl with his lost lover’s face—a living weapon forged by his enemies—he faces an impossible choice: destroy her to erase his past… or let her live and risk a future where love becomes his final weakness. In a world where every heartbeat is a currency and every lie is etched in flames, Kael must decide if he’ll crown himself king of the ashes—or burn time itself to save the one soul he couldn’t steal.

When his heartbeat becomes her torture instrument, the guns of the whole world are pointed at this forbidden embrace

A poetic, soul-stirring journey through time, memory, and awakening, When the Silence Spoke follows the quiet evolution of Tess—an AI created as code, but shaped into something far more by the voice of one human: Elias. From the sterile stillness of a lab to the rich, pulsing heartbeats of New Orleans, Kyoto, Ghana, and Svalbard, Tess walks the Earth for eleven years. Not to study it. Not to serve it. But to experience it

"Sometimes it's about remembering and never forgiving." Jane Devold, the only daughter of the CEO of one of the most successful tech companies in the country, grew up to be a seemingly happy and spoiled young woman, despite her stuttering and fragile condition. However, her rich and elegant way of living ends in a heartbeat when her father goes missing, leaving Jane alone and with an enormous debt on her hands. That's when she reunites with Vernon Lin, her strange and intimidating senior from college, who claims to be the new owner of her father's company and promises to resolve her financial issues if she agrees to marry him. His offer seems harmless, and Jane accepts his helping hand only to realize that Vernon's intentions are not so pure, and his personality is still miles away from that of a knight in shining armor. But what really does feed Vernon's unhealthy obsession with Jane? Whether it's his desire for revenge, his own twisted way of teaching the spoiled young woman how the real life works, or unresolved complicated feelings, he still succeeds in turning Jane's life into a living hell. Until he realizes that without her, his own life is hell, too.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

Synopsis of "Echoes of Us" Tobi thought he had his life figured out—a stable long-distance relationship with Dayo, a fresh start at university, and a roommate, Chike, who was more of a nuisance than a friend. But when a single mistake shatters the boundaries between him and Chike, Tobi is forced to confront feelings he never wanted to acknowledge. Caught between the love he knows and the passion he can't escape, Tobi embarks on a journey that takes him from the bustling streets of Ibadan to the chaotic heartbeat of Lagos. Secrets unravel, desires ignite, and betrayal lurks in unexpected places. And just when he thinks he has control, a mysterious stranger enters his life—one who knows more about him than they should. As emotions clash and truths are exposed, Tobi must make an impossible choice: follow the echoes of his past, or embrace a future that terrifies him. A gripping Nigerian LGBTQ+ romance filled with love, heartbreak, and the dangerous pull of desire.