America Gets Her Period In Maxons Room

This story unfolds during the later stages of World War II, where a man, scarred by the horrors of war, finally grasps the profound and harsh realities of the world. In this world, those at the top laugh and celebrate, while those at the bottom sacrifice their lives in futile conflicts driven by pride and meaningless ambition. A modern soul transmigrates and fuses with the original soul of a body, creating a unique and extraordinary existence. To some, he is a villain; to others, a madman. In a world steeped in cruelty, this man, determined to secure a place among the decision-makers, struggles to break free from the ranks of those powerless to control their fate. To achieve his goal, he resolves to shatter the chains of law, then the chains of morality, and finally the chains of mediocrity.

Abducted and forced into the world of human trafficking, Lucky endures the worst of the worst as a high-end plaything for the worst of the wealthy. One fateful night, she discovers something about herself that gives her hope, a chance to escape from the hell she lives in. With escape, Lucky experiences a life changing chance encounter, a kind of anonymous celebrity she never anticipated, and a very unexpected new identity. Fate is leading her down a path, one that leads her to realize that escaping alone was not enough. To truly be free, she will have to uncover her roots, and the secrets entangled within them. Claws will scratch far past the surface, digging deep into a web of deception and evil that threatens her very life and the lives of those she loves. What happens when this beautiful young woman, once a terrified victim, realizes that she is more powerful than she could ever have imagined? Now that she is surrounded by love and laughter, can she defeat the dark forces aligning against her? Will she find the courage to face the trauma of her past and free those still shackled to what she once accepted as her fate? Content Warning: ADULTS ONLY! This book contains some dark themes relating to the crime of human trafficking, forced sexual encounters, physical and emotional abuse, and violence. It is intended for a mature audience. Some content may be upsetting to survivors of sexual assault and abuse. Beware of two labrador retrievers that are very good at stealing hearts and treats! I am doing a major edit on this book and adding new chapters daily. The basic story has not changed, I am correcting spell check errors and such. I have also made some minor changes within the story itself, which I believe have improved the logical flow of the story and enhanced character development. 03/05/2025

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may. He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of. Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

One day, Su Qi suddenly discovers he has a peculiar ability: he can see Easter eggs hidden in the world around him. These aren’t just bits of extra information; by performing specific actions, he can unlock hidden rewards. While everyone else is fleeing in terror from a vengeful female ghost, Su Qi is already setting the table for a candlelit dinner, chatting amiably with her. [You acquire her husband's hat, a mysterious artifact that, when thrown, locks onto enemies and delivers a devastating mental shock.] When zombies overrun the streets, and survivors scramble for axes and kitchen knives, Su Qi confidently strides in, wielding a sound system in one hand and a heavy-duty machine gun in the other, casually clearing out the neighborhood. [No one can defeat me in my BGM.] This is the Abyss—the birthplace of despair and decay, where worlds crumble under fear and madness. This is also a paradise where countless seekers pursue the footsteps of gods. Myths of the past and epics of the future are written here in grand and tragic splendor. Until Su Qi shows up. With a mop soaked in the blood of a recently stunned god, Su Qi scrawls a few bold words onto the epic tale: "The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle."

Under a crimson moon, Brian discovered that just like some rare extreme psychopaths, he also acquired a miraculous ability: to fulfill the lingering attachment of the remains and receive gifts from the corpses. While he felt joy, there was also a bit of confusion. Being of good conduct and benevolent to others, why did he also receive the crimson moon's gift? This was the greatest insult to his noble character!!!

In the year 1469, the Aztec Empire in Central America was at its zenith. A soul from the future transgressed time to come here, intent on saving the fate of the Indian people from destruction and establishing an empire in Central America! The Age of Exploration had just begun its prologue, with European colonizers venturing into the unknown world. Europeans were on the rise, intent on conquering the rich lands of America and colonizing the vast New World. They were poised to embark on an expansion that would take them from America, to Africa, to India, to the Far East, and control the world for the next five hundred years! But now, an immortal spirit sought to change all of that. He would unite Central America under one rule, inherit the two-thousand-year legacy of American civilization, and resist the invasion of Western colonizers. He would spend centuries leading Aztec civilization onto the path of destiny to conquer America! Without the land and wealth of America, what would become of the Westerners? And in which direction would the world turn?

What happens when a 20-year-old ordinary young man transmigrates into America with a daily sign-in system, that gives rewards from most insignificant things like chewing gums, noodles to priceless things like shares of top companies, talents, future news etc... Follow how this young man slowly but step by step conquers the...... “Maate! Wait, stop, stop, time out, time out. My goal is to live a leisurely and carefree life. Why should I do the thankless job of conquering the world? Shouldn't I spend that time flirting around with beauties or trying new foods and cultures? “ “In my last life, I died as a single dog, and in this life, I finally became a rich 2nd generation and got a system, shouldn't I enjoy it? “ Shut up! Stop him, and make him shut up! ahem… so, where we were… Yes! But can he truly achieve his dream of a carefree life amidst the treacherous world of business with high-stakes investment and the dazzling entertainment industry? Witness his rise to legendary status, as he becomes a godfather of investment and a titan of entertainment. He only wanted a carefree life, but how did he end up as the most powerful and richest man in the world? Author's Note: This is a slice of life, wish-fulfillment novel with a logical, step-by-step progression. Every event and reward follow a realistic flow, set in an alternate Earth free from racism, nationalism, gods, or aliens. No over-the-top cheats—just strategy, ambition, and the power of the right decisions. Join the journey. Because once you start, you won’t be able to stop.

Qiao Qingyu found herself transported into a period novel, becoming He Xiu Yu's dreadful ex-wife. She's the worst of them all—lazy, dumb, and wicked. She serves as a foil whose sole purpose is to advance the plot, a tool for slapstick comedy, and a contrast to highlight the intelligence and kindness of the female lead. Everyone is eagerly waiting for her to exit the stage. Faced with dangers ahead and behind, Qiao Qingyu isn't bothered at all. After all, she possesses a seed laboratory. The joy of having a golden finger is beyond your wildest imaginings!

Joanne Smith, weighed down by significant debt and humiliated by Jeffrey Winchester's cruel rejection just a day before their wedding, transformed her life into that of a multi-millionaire entrepreneur, allowing love to fade into memory. Joanne had one rule in life: money first, emotions later. She built an empire from the ground up, balancing her booming logistics company with the peace of her family farm. When a rugged stranger shows up, desperate for a place to stay, Joanne reluctantly takes him in as a paying guest. But little does she know, he’s not just any guest. He’s the man who brutally rejected her years ago, the one she’s long since forgotten. And he remembers everything differently. Now, living under her roof, he’s fueled by the sting of his own downfall and a hunger for revenge. Will the truth tear her world apart—or bring a reckoning neither of them saw coming? Join me on this incredible journey to find out! I will provide daily updates, and I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments. Please consider leaving a review and supporting me with GTs, Power Stones, and gifts. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoy writing it!

Tells about Zei, an introvert who is involved in girls' problems.

He called me his ruin. Then he made me one. Alpha Shiloh's rejection wasn’t just a scar—it was a betrayal. He left me shattered. Broken. And I had to rebuild myself in silence. I almost forgot the way his touch once burned like salvation. Now he’s back. Not to beg forgiveness. To bargain. A deadly mission, he says. He promises freedom. But then presence ignites my wolf into a frenzy. She thrashes, desperate to claim him again. But I remember the coldness in his eyes when he exiled me. The way the pack turned their backs as I crawled into the wilderness, half-dead and wholly broken. Hate simmers hotter than desire. Yet here I am, bargaining with the devil who shattered me. Every moment we share is a lie. He doesn’t know about the shadows I’ve fed, the truth I’ve buried. Or the child. One whisper of its existence, and the pack will paint the forest with my blood. But the closer we get to completing his mission, the harder it is to hide… from him, or from the part of me that still craves him. Freedom has a price. So does vengeance. And I’m not sure which will destroy me first.

WSA 2025 Marco was a mad scientist who had sacrificed his entire life to prove that elements existed beyond 118. He was on the verge of discovering it when a strange distortion pulled him into a world of periodic elements. In this world, people would awaken a Resonant Core, a structure similar to the periodic table inside their hearts, allowing them to attune to any of the eighteen groups and obtain powers from the elements within those groups. Marco never expected to have a nineteenth group slot in his Resonant Core. And oddly, this nineteenth slot was already filled… I posted this book on Royal Road

James Hitchcock's betrayal by his wife and daughters started his hell. As time went by, he could never pick himself back up and died on the street in his old age. The goddess of time had watched the once kind-hearted man lose everything but still pushed forward even when his life never improved. In the realm of life and death, she asked James if he wished to have a do-over from when everything started falling apart. She is willing to give him three gifts of his choosing. To do as he pleases with. *Warning: This has mind control and mind manipulation* Mc will sleep with women who meet his standards while using it. But do not worry, he won't be stealing women.

The journey of a mad scientist who wishes a world without pain, but for this dream to come to pass, he needs someone, a lab rat and that is when he uses his daughter for the experiment. Dr. Peter wanted her to be out of pain, to be a weapon of joy and strength and not that of weakness. But will this work? Or will things take a bad turn

They say fairy tales are just that, Tales. A figment of the readers imagination. Although for Rhea they are all too real, almost invasive in nature. Theres a Truth to everything, in her world this tale was her truth. Fiction becoming real, trying to find a line between the two becoming continuously grey.

Become famous early, make money early, and enjoy the joy of life in America with both fame and fortune. The Great America, Hollywood, business warfare, entertainment industry, celebrities and movies… "Do you know what my favorite movie is?" "The Wolf of Wall Street?" "Yes, these sentences are really amazing!!" 【The world of investing can be a jungle. Bulls. Bears. Danger at every turn】 【I'm talking about normal people, working-class, everyday people. Everyone wants to get rich. Am I crazy? There's no such fuckin' thing as an Amish Buddhist】 【Are you behind on your credit card bills? Good! Pick up the phone and start dialing! Is your landlord ready to evict you? Good! Pick up the phone and start dialing! Does your girlfriend think you're a fucking worthless loser? Good! Pick up the phone and start dialing! I want you to deal with your problems by becoming rich! All you have to do today is pick up that phone and speak the words that I have taught you. And I will make you richer than the most powerful CEO in the United States of fucking America!!!】

The main lead, Reyan, gets trapped in a time loop. Every time he dies, he is sent back in time. Now, he must find a way to survive and break free from the cycle... but he had no one yeah, no one to help him. If I put it simply, this is a time-loop horror story in the horror-thriller genre. I won’t claim that my story is the best, but it’s definitely not the worst either. So, give it a try!

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.

Alan has just turned 18 and graduated high school, but his dreams are far from ordinary. Devoted to his mother, Alicia—a stunning yet emotionally distant woman—he has spent years caring for her, taking over household responsibilities, and ensuring her happiness. But now, his desires have grown into something deeper, something unspoken. As he prepares to confess his true feelings, Alan risks everything—his relationship, his home, and his future—on a moment that could change both their lives forever.

Reincarnation: When an Otaku Gets Reincarnated follows Sora, an otaku reborn as Lorien in a fantasy world. Unlike typical overpowered protagonists, he has no special abilities—just determination and struggle. With rivals pushing him to his limits, he must carve his own path to greatness.

In a world full of heroes, crimes and mischief - the day to day dread and personal issues of the former and fallen hero, Nyxi Fountain piles up and becomes too much to handle, her current boss, Clymenus suggested she gets a therapy near their hideout. Although she had to get rid of the annoying heroes on the way there every Wednesday at 2pm.

Elanie Mayer is an orphan , she was adopted by a police officer . She doesn't know her past at all but she's living her life normally while working on her friends coffe shop until one day a man comes to her life she don't know her but he keeps on appearing after the first time they met. She doesn't know that for him she was someone his been looking for ,the lady in blue which he met that change his life, the truth it it wasn't her but she's related to her without her knowing. Her past will come for her making her life turns upside down. The thing is can they still be in love if he finds out that its Not Her ? Can she keep her feelings for him if she find put that his love is not for her from the beginning.