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When lies meet passion and power meets control. This is the origin story of my hero. She didn't have a choice when she was brought into this world of given the powers of a world destroyer. Her thrill for the kill leads to the most unlikely turn of events. Love, passion, spells, obsession. What becomes of the sole heir and Avenging angel of both Asgard and Valhalla. can she stand the tests of fate and destiny or will she fall like her mother. Read to find out

In a world riddled with endless greed, pain, and destruction, a once hated king Nai Soari is raised from the dead - a peaceful place that he wishes to return to. His sole task is the killing the Demon who's one step away from annihilating the planet. Gifted with the Blessing of the Sun, Nai is the world's lone savior. Nai - all the whilst regaining his powers that have slowly drained over time - must join forces with a cunning doctor, a mute orphan child, and Luan, a secretive, dangerous, yet charming man who has given naught but his name and age to restore the mortal world to what it once was.

" Crimson?" he echoed with a smirk. "In my world, names like that are invitations. How merciful of your mother to offer you up so... willingly." Crimson is just a peasant girl, unremarkable save for her cursed name and flaming red hair, whispered about in markets and muttered over fires. Orphaned and struggling to care for her ailing grandmother, she scrapes by selling vegetables under the frozen sun, enduring cruelty and cold alike. When her village is brutally raided and she is torn from the only life she’s ever known, Crimson is as a servant to a vampire Lord, an immortal creature of shadow and charm, known for his silence and rumored cruelty. But instead of draining her dry, he keeps her close. Too close. And as the walls of his obsidian court close in around her, Crimson begins to realize that he is not the only one watching her… or hunting her. As the line between captor and protector blurs, Crimson discovers secrets buried in blood... hers and theirs. In a world where humans are prey, trust is poison, and darkness wears many faces, she must choose: fade quietly into obedience, or burn her way into legend. Because sometimes, the most dangerous thing in a world of monsters… is a girl who learns to stop running.

She was once the cherished daughter of a respected professor, but now, she is nothing more than a shadow in the city-poor, struggling, and alone. Whispers follow her wherever she goes. Beauty like hers, they say, is a curse for a girl without power. They assume she'll do anything for money. But she is fire, untamed and unbroken. The university, once her father's legacy, is now under the control of a powerful man-a man who watches her with a cruel smile, waiting for the moment she will break. He holds the strings to her fate, dragging her into a silent war where wealth and control always win. Then, he returns. The boy who once played by her side, the boy who vanished the night of the tragedy, is back-no longer a friend, no longer the boy she knew. Now, he stands at the front of the lecture hall, wearing the title of Professor. His cold, unreadable eyes lock onto hers. His touch lingers like a ghost from the past. He helps her in the shadows, yet she feels his presence in every downfall she faces. Does he still hold the warmth of their past, or has he returned only to watch her drown? As secrets unravel and desires ignite, she must decide-fight against the power that seeks to destroy her, or surrender to the darkness lurking within the man she once called her own.

Ellen, you’ve always said ‘be kind,’ but let’s be honest—kindness isn’t always a choice, especially when life decides to dump on you. Your show gets canceled and suddenly you’re off to England, like kindness is easier with an accent and a cup of tea. But hey, you’ve never been afraid to make bold choices—except maybe with your sexuality. Was it really a choice, Ellen, or were you just finally sick of men’s b*******? Because honestly, while you were throwing a tantrum on set, I could’ve used some r e a l help, not just r e e l help. Next time, save the drama for the cameras and bring the kindness to real life, yeah? I mean, is your name DeGeneres or DeJerk? And let’s talk about your ‘helping’—everybody you helped had to be run through the CIA first! Be honest, Ellen: did you skip helping some people because the CIA said you shouldn’t, or because you couldn’t remember if you were hosting a talk show or running a background check? At this point, it’s easier to get into the Pentagon than to get a hug from Ellen! But hey, hosting a Big Chill like that, you must know what being syndicated really means—because after all the drama, it looks like your kindness is the only thing still in reruns. And I mean for the viewer, not for you. So how can you know something like that—how the business really works—and still throw a tantrum every time stuff doesn’t go your way? Ellen, with all that experience, you should know: if you want a happy ending, you’ve got to be kind all the way to the credits! And you know what? I challenge you to actually take your own advice for once—help somebody in actual need. Like me, this time. Because it’s not money I need—I need someone to actually give a s***. so I'm callin BS on your BS, respect fu LL y ©F course! how to be not a dick 101

To my dear ash, if time is a cruel god then i will be a sinner, just to love you again.

"My fiancé is a high school student?" Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha. Ah, there's a third option, too. "Should I just off myself or something?" *** #omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

She woke up in an unfamiliar room, her body aching, her memories fragmented. The moment she looked in the mirror, she realized—this wasn’t her face. Once, this body belonged to the precious daughter of the Shen family—an heiress admired by all, engaged to Mo Ziqian, heir of the illustrious Mo family. But the moment her family crumbled into bankruptcy—something he had secretly planned—the engagement was coldly broken off. "You're no longer worthy to stand by my side," Mo Ziqian had said, turning his back without a trace of guilt. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, the original girl was framed, humiliated, and violated—her pain turned into a scandalous video that spread like wildfire. With no dignity left, she chose to end it all. Just when she stood on the edge of death, Mo Zixuan, the younger brother of her ex-fiancé, reached out his hand. "Trust me. I’ll marry you, I’ll protect you." Desperate and drowning, she clung to that lifeline—only to discover she’d stepped into an even darker abyss. His love was a lie, too. "Even you…" she whispered, tears merging with the sea that swallowed her. But fate had other plans. A new soul awoke in the body—vengeful, cold, and calculating. She wasn’t here to mourn. She was here to make them all pay. "You ruined her. Now, I'll ruin you." But something is wrong. As she begins to seek revenge, memories surface that don’t belong to the original girl. Memories of places she’s never been. Names she’s never heard. Emotions that feel too real to ignore. “Whose life am I really living…? Who am I?” Is she truly just an outsider inhabiting a stranger’s body—or is something far deeper at play? What happens when vengeance awakens something older, darker, and more dangerous? She doesn’t just want justice anymore. She wants answers. And she will burn the world to get them.

She wasn’t looking for him. He wasn’t ready for her. And yet, something unspoken kept pulling them closer — and pushing them apart. In a world where timing is rarely perfect and hearts are rarely whole, Made for Maybe tells the tender, aching story of two people dancing around a love that almost feels forbidden by fate. She’s soft-spoken but strong, guarding her heart behind layers of doubt and silence. He’s warm and reckless, carrying his own shadows behind his golden charm. They meet. They drift. They return. But something always lingers between them — maybe distance, maybe fear, maybe… love. Set against the quiet storms of growing up and the hidden corners of first real feelings, this novel explores what it means to fall slowly, to love quietly, and to wonder if the one you’re meant for might just be a maybe. A poignant, emotional romance for anyone who has ever felt too much and said too little

He studied history to understand the past. Now he must survive using it. A brilliant mind trapped in the wrong century, he died knowing war only from books. Reborn into a crumbling kingdom in another world with nothing but a crown and an execution list, he faces a different world torn by ambition, deceit, and the raw brutality of conquest. Armed with the tactics of Sparta, the discipline of Roman Legion, the cunning of Napoleon, the strength of Alexander the Great and the steel nerves of a commander who’s read too many wars to lose his own, he builds an army from ash. Dwarven engineers, battle-scarred veterans, and untested youths—he molds them into the iron shield of a fading realm. But victory breeds enemies. Peace tempts betrayal. And in the court where every smile hides a dagger, even love becomes a weakness he can’t afford. He doesn’t seek glory—he fights to survive. He doesn’t crave power—he needs the strength to protect what’s left. But war doesn't care what a man wants. It only takes. When the smoke clears, will he be remembered as a reformer, a tyrant… or just another name swallowed by the blood-soaked pages of history? This isn’t a hero’s journey. THIS IS A HISTORY GEEK RECKONING.

PLEASE READ: Thie collection is not for the faint of heart. This is an evaluation/discussion of harsh and triggering topics. Viewer's digression advised. There are disclaimers/trigger warnings before each passage. You are important and beautiful!

* Disaster struck Constance Sylvaine’s life when her husband, Lorenzo Morelli, the main heir of the Morelli mafia famiglia, loved and cheated with someone else—Vittoria Speranza, Constance’s best friend—and she was pregnant. Constance was tortured and forced; Lorenzo Morelli was so happy when she signed the divorce paper. Months later, however, Morelli was shocked to know that Constance is a billionaire heiress of the powerful, rich Sadie Kaiser, and now a superhot trillionaire CEO with dark desires and obsessions—Slater Blackthorne—is asking for her hand. * Slater breathes in Sadie's ear. "You die when I say you die, and right now, I'm not done with you. I'm never going to be done with you—you're mine. Mine, that means no one else gets to hurt you. I am the only one who gets to hurt you."

What would you do if you met a mysterious charming stranger, but could never fully see his face? That was the very predicament Cloud Belmont found himself in. It was unusual to find the spark one had been searching for, for so many years on Palace Grounds, but somehow they had found each other. Although this mysterious man knows everything about Cloud. Cloud has not even seen the face of the person he spends endless amounts of hours with. Follow Cloud’s journey on finding out who the man is and his own journey on finding himself.

JUSTICE FOR NIGHTSHADE **A sister's vengeance. A killer's secret. A game where the truth bleeds.** My sister's murder was ruled a *random robbery*-until I found her files labeled **"Nightshade."** Now I know the truth: **Victor Lee** paid to silence her. **Liu Chen**, his merciless bodyguard, wielded the knife. And **Maya**, my sister's *best friend*, helped plan it. I'm just an actress playing a role... but this time, the role is **revenge**.

SYNOPSIS: Betrayed. Beaten. Buried — but never broken. Two years ago, Mark, the undefeated underground fighting champion, vanished after a brutal setup by his closest friend-turned-rival, Kade. Left for dead in the back alleys of Sector Nine, Mark faded into legend — a ghost of the ring. Now, he’s back. Fueled by vengeance and reborn through pain, Mark re-enters the brutal underworld he once ruled, punching his way through cybernetic monsters, twisted champions, and blood-hungry crowds. Each fight is a step closer to the man who destroyed his life. But this time… Mark isn’t just fighting to win. He’s fighting to reclaim his name, his honor, and his vengeance. No rules. No mercy. Just fists.

A disaster called Greatwash caused by a person who wanted god-hood. This disaster leads to the jumbling up of elements. Sentient beings adapt to live under water on the ocean beds. In this magical world, after a political move by the supreme king everyone finds themselves in an adventurous voyage in their quench for immense power. Protagonists in the world, unlike other citizens realise themselves being woven into a bigger scheme of political hierarchy where the voyagers are puppets of the supreme king's and others' likings. Now these protagonists has to get hold of the strings they are being controlled with and reform the world into their own political priorities. In the process our protagonists finds themselves clashing with the ideologies of other protagonists. This quest for utopia quickly turns into an all out battle royale of political powers. The protagonists ought to survive and they ought to win. Find out who wins this battle of royale of politics and magical powers in an anthological drama.

I wrote this fan fiction for my more than a friend Chloe and all my pervy desires…

Highschool sucks, imagine having your own death repeating in ways that you wouldn’t wish on your own enemy all by trying to help some friends! Welcome to my life

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

Sid Leclair doesn’t beg, bend, or break. She doesn’t ask for permission — she inherits power and watches the world shape itself around her last name. Daughter of Richard Leclair , the man billionaires fear and governments don’t say no to, Sid walks through life like she owns it. Because in most ways, she does. So when a newly hired professor at her elite university dares to call her out — publicly, sharply, without flinching — she doesn’t know whether to be offended… or intrigued. Theo Arden is brilliant, principled, and frustratingly indifferent to who she is. He sees through the designer armor, the biting sarcasm, the curated chaos — and still doesn’t care. After an explosive confrontation in class, he gives her detention. Every day. Alone. With him. It’s supposed to be punishment. But it becomes a standoff. The more they clash, the more the heat builds. Between whispered insults and loaded silences, something forbidden simmers in the air — something dangerous enough to ruin them both. Because Theo may be the only person who’s ever told Sid no… and the only one she can’t stop thinking about. Power. Pride. And a pull neither of them can escape. In a world where everyone plays games, they might be each other’s only truth — and their greatest downfall.

In 1789, a prisoner held at Entrago, Spain, slowly loses their sanity and identity, as the gravity of their situation is put into perspective.

Having just moved to LA, Lia goes to a new high school where she meets infamous heartbreaker Adrien, who does not know how to love. Adrien's goal to have Lia fall in love with him backfires when his intentions are revealed and Lia decides it's time to give him a taste of his own medicine. Oh how the tables have turned...