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The world was at the brink of collapse. Humanity’s desperate battle against the Harbingers, monstrous alien invaders from another world, had raged for years, leaving cities in ruin and hope at an all-time low. Amid the chaos, Noah Eclipse, an eighteen year old with no past and no purpose, struggled to survive each day. Noah being a First-Generation Talent, with a common, unremarkable ability that never stood a chance against the Harbingers, had spent years labeled a loser all while fighting to keep his head above water in a world that seemed to have forgotten him. But as fate would have it, everything changed one day when he was fighting for his life and at the verge of dying. [Congratulations, you have awakened an SSS RANKED Talent : Void Summoning] [Congratulations you have unlocked one item : Eclipse blade!!] [Congratulations : You have unlocked a new skill; Void Blink] He was reborn, and for the first time, he was no longer weak nor helpless. Now with all the creatures and the power of the void in his palms, he would bring an end to the apocalypse! **** DISCORD : https://discord.gg/5V9ehgcYKC

Every dreamy girl wants a Mafia man, but the question is, does the Mafia man want you? Luna Defalco is a woman born into the Mafia life. Her father was in the Mafia, her cousins were in the Mafia, her mother died in the Mafia and now, even the man she loves is the almighty Mafia boss himself. There's just one minor hiccup, Zeno Silvestri, Luna's love interest, sees her as nothing more than a childish little sister. To make matters worse, he remains in love with his dead wife. When a threat on both their lives forces them to abscond to an island owned by Zeno, Luna must take this God-given chance to prove to Zeno that she is no longer that little child he's known all his life and make him fall for her womanly charms by all means. What happens when Zeno's brotherly feelings for Luna begin to shift? Can he accept this shift in affection or will he hold on to his dead lover? *** Excerpt “Zeno, what do you think love is?” Luna asked. Her sudden question made him turn from the grasses he was lazily plucking out of the moist earth, to stare at her. “Not what the dictionary tells us, but to you, what is love?" She wasn't joking, he could see it. Wiping the dirt off his palms, he sat himself next to her on the dried log of wood which she sat on. In and out he breathed like he was sincerely thinking about her question. Then without looking at her, his lips parted and he said, “A mirror.” "A mirror?" She asked. "Yes. A mirror.” He nodded and sighed. “Love is a mirror that reflects the deepest part of a person's soul. A mirror that reflects pain and suffering, but also joy and ecstasy, it's a mirror that reflects the heart just the way it is, naked and helpless. It's a mirror that reflects life, and that mirror is made of frail glass, hold it too tight, and it'll shatter, don't hold it tight enough, and it'll slip right out of your fingers and still shatter, if you try to pick up the broken pieces, you'll hurt yourself, that's why it's never easy to pick up the broken pieces, and neither can you just leave it there and get another mirror. Someone else might get hurt. Either way, love is hurtful." She had asked for his own take on love and he had given her the answer. Now she wanted to be bold. “Zeno, I no longer want to be that little baby girl that you adore.” His head turned as his eyes sought to look at her as though that would help him hear better. “Let me help you. I think if we pick up the broken pieces of the previous mirror together, it'll hurt less. And after we've cleared out the shattered pieces, then… then I want to be your new mirror.”

"Here you go, this is your wage for the week." After passing over a small pouch, the woman with her legs crossed behind the desk casually made a 'Check' in a notebook and then, without looking up, waved her hand to dismiss him and said: "Remember to file your taxes... Next!" "Wait a minute!" After pouring out the coins from the pouch and looking at the eight large and one small, totaling nine filthy coins in his palm, Leon couldn't help but widen his eyes in shock, almost wanting to pounce on her and fight to the death right there and then. "Damn it! I just repelled the evil god who was trying to erode the world this Tuesday! You bastard even wants to deduct the salary of the savior?"

Ji Cha's classic novel 'Chaotic World Book' has now officially published on WebNovel！ About its Copyright: The copyright of 'Chaotic World Book' fully belongs to qidian.com. At the same time, being the international branch of qidian.com, WebNovel has the official authority and consent to publish the English translated version of 'Chaotic World Book'. --------------------------------- With a sword in hand and wine in tow, he roams the martial world; her slender waist is light as a feather in his palm. The young man strides forward with a long blade slung over his shoulder and a flask at his side, yet the world of martial arts he seeks remains elusive. As the chaotic world book turns a new page, decades of relentless nights in the martial world pass by. Suddenly, he looks back and finds he has already shattered the mortal realm.

The first prodigal of the Mu family has returned from rebirth, changing the very colors of heaven and earth, rewriting the entire world. Possessing divine treasures and magical weapons, she is all-powerful. With debts of vengeance to settle and debts of gratitude to repay! Whether to walk sideways or upright, the posture is a free choice! Reborn with a divine artifact, she possesses foresight, attracting good fortune and avoiding disaster, earning her the title of the greatest diviner! The greatest diviner, with the swirling changes of the world in her palm. However, upon encountering that person, she is unable to control her own heart. "You calculate the heavens and the earth, but have you ever calculated my feelings for you?" A smile blooms on that person's handsome face, as if a deity has descended. The Mu family's prodigal son, reborn and overturning chaos. Only when he stands at the pinnacle do people realize this isn't the prodigal son, but the breathtakingly beautiful young lady! Many young talents beat their chests in regret, having missed the best opportunity to win the lady's favor. Yet that person smirks arrogantly, indulging in a tender kiss on her forehead: "Thank you for being blind to her worth, otherwise, how could I have such a beauty in my embrace?"

By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light. Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see. Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain. In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action. All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate. "In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war," said the voice. "War?" Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius. He looked down... At the war weapons that seemed like toys. He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand. Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun. Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping. "I think, you should choose peace." he suggested.

This book, alternatively titled "The Heavenly Court of Great Qin," unfolds the tale of Qin Jun, who finds himself transported to a realm where he assumes the role of a demoted prince. Despite the challenging circumstances, destiny has more in store for Qin Jun than despair—enter the Mythology System! Under this system's influence, any character from mythology can be summoned into existence - The awe-inspiring might of the Supreme Heaven Great Sage, Sun Wukong, capable of shaking mountains and rivers with a single strike of his staff; The Thousand-Mile Eye and Favorable Wind Ears, acquiring profound perception of everything in the world. The Tathāgata Buddha, holding the Buddha Land within the palm of his hand, becomes an indomitable force from which no one can escape. Amidst this divine realm of Gods and Demons, Qin Jun solemnly pledges to rise as the preeminent Divine Emperor, determined to carve his path to unparalleled strength.

Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."

[WSA entry, Romance Fantasy] After dying on a train to Guilin, Hatsuki found herself being saved by a mysterious man called “master” while the people around him called him “The under-realm’s arbiter”. In a world of Spirits, Hatsuki searched for her purpose beyond finding the final essence of her mother. To let go of her past and start anew. How will the 19-year-old Hatsuki navigate through the world of spirits that is centered around heaven and hell? Trope: Grumpy & Sunshine. Reincarnation. Star crossed lovers. Updates: Everyday Privilege: cheap P.S. I would like to thank Homeless_straycat for the cover and Hansora for the fonts. ~ “Beautiful”, she murmured. Even within very little light, Master exuded a commanding presence; his stance was upright, and yet, he was soft enough to have the little pink tassel still on his waist. Just as she reached the end, Master took a few steps forward and raised his hand “Could I have the pleasure to escort you, Miss Asano?” Hatsuki’s eyes were expressive as they blinked a few times, staring to the core. Her hands, which were carefully pinching the hem of the skirt, left loose and stared at the Master for a few seconds. “You may, Sir…” She placed her hands on Yuki’s cold palms. His fingers little by little intertwined with her fingers while his free hand reached for her chin. The tip of his index fingers brushed on her soft skin as his face gently leaned towards her as well. Hatsuki had an unreadable expression, as though everything that was happening was just a dream. Feeling that Hatsuki’s focus wasn’t on him, Yuki swiftly glided Hatsuki, making her feel the presence. “Raise your head, You are now the strongest woman in the after realm” ~ After realm, under realm, and hidden realm all mean the same. Started: February 12, 2025

Qi Yuan was reborn in the world of mortal cultivation and became a errand disciple of the Yellow Maple Valley. He had five elements of mixed spiritual roots and thought that he had no hope of building a foundation in this life! But he didn't expect that there was a Chaos Cauldron in his mind, which could infinitely breed resources... A pill was put in, and it immediately piled up into a small mountain and overflowed. A thousand-year-old spiritual medicine was put in, and it immediately turned into countless thousand-year-old spiritual medicines. Several years later, Qi Yuan set up a small stall in front of Han Lao Mo and took out countless Palm Heaven Bottles and placed them on it. Han Li frowned and thought to himself: "Oh no, my Palm Heaven Bottle has become a common item!"

After a lifetime of betrayal and abuse, Nox finally get his chance after being granted a system he can get not only his own revenge but also revenge for everyone who has been betrayed in their lifetime, but little does he know he's dancing in the palm of a far greater evil seeking to bring about the apocalypse.

A country bumpkin from the mountains who not only knows Taoist Techniques, understands martial arts, but also can cure diseases and save lives. "My life's creed is to exclusively smack those who act pretentious, slap Ye Liangchen with my palm, and trample Long Aotian underfoot."

Leh Ying found herself acquainted with the higher echelons she should not aspire to, and when the profligate young master Liu Huaiying pursued her relentlessly, she had no escape. A fleeting glimpse of Young Master Xu, Xu Jingxi's appearance, had her heart fluttering, and her spirit moved; the Xu family was the center of power within Forty-Nine City, and only he could change the game. On a snowy night, by the door of the Mercedes Benz G Class, she tiptoed and gently cupped her palm to light a cigarette for Xu Jingxi. The man’s lips leisurely wrapped around the cigarette, and he leaned slightly towards her. His clear-cut face partially lowered into the backlight’s shadow, the flame at the tip of the cigarette flickered faintly between them. When he finally looked up, his eyes were calm and indifferent, and he asked in a rising inflection, “What do you want?” Leh Ying, “Only what you can give.” Others quickly realized, “That Xu Jingxi, born into high chambers, his flesh and bones saturated with a profound desire for power. For someone like him, even feelings are superfluous. What do you have to gamble your status with him?” Keeping her by his side was merely Xu Jingxi’s pastime for his loneliness. He was accustomed to acting out scenes, she never sought status, and turned to leave the capital to hold an art exhibition. Just as she packed and entered the elevator, Xu Jingxi stood tall in the center, his index finger slowly hooking the fine bone necklace at the front of her neck and gently pulling her back as she moved to step out. ** That Valentine's Day night, within the Third Ring, luxury hotels were fully booked, and some witnessed the entire BVG Hotel being reserved by Young Master Xu. What left the deepest impression on Leh Ying was the man half-kneeling on the bed, wearing a loosely tied bathrobe, biting on a pen cap, and picking up a Thin Gold Calligraphy Style brush to inscribe three characters along the edge of her collarbone—Xu Jingxi.

WARNING: MATURED CONTENT! “Fuck Adelheid.” He growled, his breath hot against my throat. I gasped as my back hit the cold stone wall, his hand tearing apart my garment before clasping itself around my blossoms. “You don’t want him..” He murmured, lips brushing over my jaw. “You want me.” My palm pressed against his chiseled chest, a weak attempt at resistance, but my body betrayed me, arching into him instead despite the engagement ring still wrapped around my finger. The ring given to me by another man who had chosen me before the entire Kingdom. The man I was supposed to love. “Say it, Adelheid.” I swallowed hard, heart pounding. “I.. want you.” I finally whispered. That was all he needed. His mouth crashed against mine, fierce and claiming. His gloved hands slid down underneath my gown, gripping my thighs and pressing me further into him. A shameless moan slipped from my lips. I should have stopped this. I should have pulled away. But I didn’t. Because no matter how hard I tried to deny it, he had already ruined me. ‡‡ Adelheid had always been overlooked. Called useless, unworthy, ugly. A noble by birth, but of low rank that it meant nothing. She was a shadow in every room, a disappointment in every conversation. Even he thought so. Until the day everything changed. Dragged from the background and placed directly into the spotlight—she had been betrothed to His Majesty himself. Of course, she thought she’d be happy. Who wouldn’t? The king was kind, respectable and everything a man should be. A life of security, power, admiration—it was a dream. But her heart.. Her heart was ugly for something else. Something darker, something she shouldn’t want. He had clearly drawn the line. He had pushed her away. He had made it known he didn’t want her, even going to the extent of wanting her dead. But yet, she still wanted him. What in the world was wrong with her?

Being abandoned by his very own blood, the world stripped him of everything, his glory, his weapon, his beloved and even his name was taken away. He tried to reclaim what were rightfully his but the people already treated him as an outcast. With nothing left to do, he strode towards the place of no return and as he reached the deepest part by accident, he found a sealed casket with an unusual question engraved on its lid. 'If the world's destruction would be put in the palm of your hand, how would it end?' Thousands of choices, hundreds of possibilities, and tens of answers, yet just one of these was certain. "I'll carve it with my enemies' blood," he uttered underneath the moonless sky. On his hand was a blade made of glass, dripping with a crimson, sticky substance. In an era where war was an everyday occurrence and death was nothing but a mere consequence of being weak, his journey towards the labyrinth of revenge had begun. - - - - - Read at least six chapters and please be prepared to crave the rest. Enjoy Reading!

WARNING: R18!! Sarah Blackwood's life was turned upside down; her perfect and peaceful life was shattered. She was the daughter of the great and formidable Lord and Alpha Harrington Blackwood of the revered Black Clove pack. But just in one night, her entire pack was brutally slaughtered, leaving her the sole survivor. Narrowly escaping this misfortune, Sarah was left a young, orphaned stray, and the trauma left her inner wolf latent, dormant, and asleep. Forced to flee, she ended up in the hands of Viktor Darkov, a notorious crime boss involved in human trafficking, drugs, and smuggling. Her life takes a turn - for better or for worse? - when she was sold to a mysterious, feral, and feared man. Her inner wolf, dormant for years, suddenly stirred awake, trying to tell her something. Who was this shadow of a man, and what power did he have that left everyone, including his subordinates, terrified of him? *Excerpt* "Wait here for the master, do not get up. Keep your head down," a distant voice finally spoke, then quietly adding in a whisper with a cautious tone. "Whatever you do, try not to make the master angry. For your sake." The doors closed behind me, leaving me again in the eerie silence, except for the sound of my ragged breathing. Beads of cold sweat began forming on my forehead. My palms felt wet and sweaty against the chains. I waited and waited, the minutes ticking by. No one approached the doors, no footsteps. The place was awfully quiet. I considered peeking beneath the blindfold to find a way out, but the fear of the unknown, the ghost-like atmosphere horrified me, and kept me still, glued to the ground. "What are you?" A cold, low, menacing growl spoke from nowhere, emanating from all around me, causing me to jump, but I maintained my posture. Head down, still kneeling down. I didn't hear him enter the room; the doors never opened, and I didn't sense him. Like a ghost. It was chilling, like he had materialized out of thin air. "Speak," the voice came out as a low, vibrating echo through the room.

Oak woke up in the thousand beasts mountain range, confused at his reincarnation, and his past life's memories coming back to him. The world was not safe if his location was any indication, and the fact that cultivation was the main theme of this world made his awakened self face palm. But at least in this life, he can make up for past desires of his monotone life with only having some brief color at the end of it. A/N: Just so you guys know, this has a similar theme of novels like Journey of the Fate destroying emperor, Reverend insanity, and Er gen novels. I'm not a new author if you look at my profile, and the reason I stopped was because I was dissatisfied with my previous skills. Now I feel that they are at a good level, and I hopefully will try to go back to those novels I started and bring them back to life. Also the mentioned books above are really good so you should check them out. There will be no harem there will be only 2 wives and i already have a idea on what they are. Also like the first 5-8 chapters are a little rough but it does get better once i got the flow of the story down. I will try to get 5 chapters a week. I also will always get at least 1000 words every single chapter.

Kael Kaladril had once been the prince of Winterpeak, a boy with simple dreams—none greater than marrying the girl he loved. But fate had other plans. On his fifteenth birthday, his rightful claim to the throne was shattered when his own uncle, Jonathan Kaladril, sought to end his life. Bleeding out against a snow-covered rock, Kael’s vision blurred as he watched his uncle turn away, indifferent to his pleas. The assassin’s blade arced toward his neck, death mere moments away. Then—time stopped. The world stood frozen, save for Kael and the enigmatic figure before him. A god of mischief, hand outstretched, eyes gleaming with amusement. "Who… who are you?" Kael rasped, blood filling his mouth. "Who I am is of no importance, boy," the god replied, his voice layered with something strange, something unsettling. "Then… what does?" Kael forced the words past his pain. The god’s lips curled into a knowing smile. "A bargain." His outstretched hand beckoned. "Give me your soul, and I will give you the power to seek vengeance." Kael hesitated, staring at the god’s palm. A choice lay before him—one that could never be undone. But hesitation was fleeting. Summoning what little strength remained, he bit his lip and forced his trembling hand to rise. Fingers slick with his own blood, he grasped the god’s hand. "I accept your bargain."

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.

"Bad Wolf!" "Darling, come here", he gently coaxed. Even though she knew it was only a facade, he was obviously luring her for his own benefit, she still couldn't help falling for it, falling for him. Always. Even when he knew she wasn't as naive as she seemed, he still couldn't help but want to hold her in the palm of his hands, to cherish her. His Little Darling. Always.

When Amira Akanji returns to her ancestral village of Ereke, she expects peace and palm trees—not the face of a stranger who claims to know her from another life. He's a gifted painter. He's impossibly familiar. And he's painted her face in a portrait dated years before she was born. As the mysterious Ìrètí Ìlú festival approaches, Amira is drawn into a web of ancestral secrets, timeless love, and a haunting curse that has followed generations of women in her bloodline. One night in paradise will change everything. But will it lead to love… or to ruin? ---

He holds power over life and death in the palms of his hands. But even he doesn't know if he is Dead or Alive. Man or Machine. The Devil in incarnated, Diablo Gato.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

A Lonely Cultivator a being forsaken by the Creator, a Broken Soul Without a Soul, a mortal without a Destiny, not bound by Fate or Karma. A perfect anomaly who cultivates body, soul, and mind to imperfection. With the power to transcend Samsara, distinguish the illusions of Reality, shatter space with a palm and reverse time with a glance. Yet, what's the point of wielding such power if you can’t protect your loved ones from a dictator, who hides within the darkness controlling the lives of trillions across the Omniverse? Or the inevitable fate that awaits you the moment you try to break free of the shackles placed upon you by Fate and Destiny? Forged to stop anyone and everyone from uncovering the truth and halting the gradually collapse of the Cosmos. So join us as we unravel the secrets of Rin’s enigmatic past and the truth behind his persist pursuit of freedom from Elizabeth. While traveling through the Cosmos like a Wanderer without a path.

"Why did you have to get married to me then if you knew you were going to throw me away!" She yelled. He exhaled gently and faced her, his face blank, his eyes surprisingly cool. "That's because, I had to save my crown and my throne. Now, let me live my life." "Why did it have to be me?" She palmed her face. "You know she's my fated mate and there's nothing I can do about it." With tears in her eyes, she slowly picked up herself and nodded. "I'll sign the divorce papers." • • • Nyx is torn with grief, when Alpha Oberon, her husband decides to divorce her after he claims to have found his fated mate. She leaves the pack out of the fear of returning back to her abusive and cruel parents and raises her child all by herself. Years race by, with the new Luna not being able to produce any heir for the kingdom. A seer tells the king that he has a heir who has the king's blood running in his veins. What happens when he realises the child is from the very woman who once offended? What will he to do convince her to come back in order to save his throne and kingdom? https://discord.com/invite/2fkn5kam Click the link to join my discord group

Author While enjoying his life as a prince, never predicted that one day he could become a slave. He was faced with a hard life while living with his master. One day two assassins were sent to kill his Master and Author went to save her life dispite knowing that he couldn't. But Author had a chain wich he wore containing a crystal wich his father left behind. The crystal glowed and Author was filled with power and he could see that the attacks of the assassins had slowed down then he defeated them with ease. -- Pods fell from the sky one day containing dangerous new type of monsters and Author while traveling was almost hit by one of these pods and when it opened, it was humanoid figures from another dimension. Author was Kidnapped to a different world and there he unlocked the Great Wizard System. This Novel is worth your time. It is Unique and has a taste of everything in it. From adventure to magic, to romance,weak to strong, System. Deep down in a forest, it was a cold night and the moon was completely round, blessing the villagers down below with it's bright light. The villagers sat around a huge inferno of fire and there was Laughter and chatter from both the old and young as they devoured away the results of their hunt. A little girl looked up and saw something wich she thought it wise to bring it to the attention of her mother. " Look mum it's a shooting star." The little girl's mother looked up with much expectations and so did the rest of the villagers. Everyone became very excited to see such a rare star and they started making wishes. Time passed and the girl's mum noticed that something was wrong with the star. It seemed to be growing bigger. " I must say this is the strangest shooting star I have ever seen" One of the villagers spoke. Another villager felt something landing on his neck and he slapped it knowing that it was a mosquito. When he opened his palms, a strange glowing fly could be seen. Other villagers were shocked by this fact and suddenly the man started sending out foam from his mouth and he dropped dead. " That is no ordinary star, everyone run and get in your homes and shut the doors and windows now."

"How I talk to my employees is not and shouldn't be your business." He started taking slow steps towards me while I kept moving back till my back touched the wall. There's no escape anymore. He pressed his palms on the wall, caging me in. I inhaled his intoxicating scent not wanting to meet his eyes. He slowly leaned in as I could feel his musky breath in my ear. "You defy me so much that I want to hurt you." With that he disappeared. The only evidence that showed he was here was just the sound of the closing 'Love? A mere word or feeling that makes us do weird and dumb things. I didn't want to love him. I didn't want to want him. I didn't want anything to do with him but the heart wants what it wants. He was my worst nightmare and at the same time my solace. He was my enemy and at the same time my friend. I hated him the most but at the same time I loved him the most!' ______________ Ivory Addams, a young waitress, is thrust into a dangerous world when she's kidnapped by a Mafia king who believes she holds the key to saving his son's life. As she navigates her new reality, she's faced with an impossible choice - marry a Mafia Prince or risk losing everything she holds dear. As she uncovers dark secrets and fights for her independence, she becomes entangled in a deadly game of power, love, and survival. Can she navigate this treacherous world and protect herself from becoming a pawn in their dangerous games?

Weeping Dawn is my love letter to Sigmund Freud, Carl Jung, and Fredrick Nietzsche. The story explores the relationship between individual autonomy and divine will, and how the tension between these two forces tears at the very heartstrings of human existence. Thus the seer on the mountain Declared “from The moment there was a spoken word, man declared war against his mother, Nature, tearing down her forests, uprooting her gardens, and ripping mountains and stone from the earth in an attempt to make her in his image. And now that he has conquered Nature, his hubris declares war against his father, the Spirit. All in the name of Progress – a mistress who cares for no one except for the one married to her last. And many men have conjoined themselves with such a mistress. He constructs abominations to pacify himself, to reduce himself to the state of an infant with drugs like opium and hashish. And now that he has conquered his father, he sets his aims on himself” This encapsulates what Catalyst Of The Divine is about and it pushes this perspective as deep as it can go. It explores man's relationship with order and chaos, a force that has many faces: Masculine vs feminine, left vs right, separation vs synthesis , man vs nature ,the divine vs the devil , and with us as humans caught between the two. And in this story we explore an empire that had long reached the height of power now subject to the paradox of man the clergy desperately attempting to alter human nature through experimentation. While the Merchants are attempting to usurp power from the crown to monopolize the peasants. Between this struggle there is the nobility who once protected the people and had their backs turned on them. Amidst all of this, we follow several lost souls trying to make sense of the world; By sticking to their principles, even when the world doesn't reward it…..all in the palm of whatever eldritch horrors await them beyond the veil

The grip he has on my hair loosens as he kneads my nipple between his thumb and index finger. My back is now arching forward, leaning into his touch. I want more. He chuckles in response. His breath coats my neck as he does so. "So needy," he taunts me before he removes his hands from my body. I'm ready to protest against the loss of his touch, but before I can, he grips my shoulders in his warm palms, pushing me back onto the sheets and pillows. I shudder in delight. Our eyes connect, and I feel the fire in my body ignite from how he looks at me. His eyes scan my body for a fleeting moment before he grabs the blanket and pulls it up.  "Spread your legs," he demands. His tone was low and husky. I comply, and he rewards me with a grin that says everything he doesn't need to say out loud. "You're perfect," he says in a whisper as he crawls further onto the bed between my legs. He's hovering over me. One hand cups my face as he leans down, resting his other arm on his elbow next to my face.  My fingers are tracing the outline of his toned abs. Enjoying the goosebumps rippling across his skin as a result. I watch as he closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb this feeling before closing the gap between our lips. His lips are delicious.  "Mmm," I hummed against his lips. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues collided like a happy accident. I slide my fingers up his chest and wrap my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. He groans in response, vibrating against my lips. His dick is hard and pressed against my core, making it throb with need.  --------------- Phoenix was adopted by humans as a baby. She grew up in a small rural territory knowing nothing of her species or what the future held for her. She soon meets her 'mate' and discovers the secrets her human parents had kept from her all these years. In a fit, she runs away to discover that more than one man held the mate bond with her. Her first mate spent years trying to hunt her down just to find her with another fated mate. Devastated and broken he decides that he will reject her, but she becomes a target of evil no one understands. Both of her mates reluctantly stick together to keep her safe and now they are all stuck under one roof, can they figure out their differences? Will she choose her first or second mate? Or is there a third mate that is her true destiny?

After being confined in a mental asylum for years, Jin Jiuchi had just been released back to human habitation when he suddenly found himself trapped in a dangerous and thrilling survival game. Wait, is there something wrong with you all? Why do you look so scared? This world is so… exciting! For Jin Jiuchi, this beast in human clothing who was chained by society laws, the appearance of the Nightmare Cycle was akin to a dream come true! Drinking tea with a dismembered bride in a haunted apartment, dancing tango with the evil spirit in the depths of suicide forest, skipping rope with the ancient god in a forgotten civilization… Jin Jiuchi was so happy that he was going crazy! However, when he went crazy, all the players and NPCs in the cycle trembled in fear. *** There was only a beautiful jade doll who had never been afraid of him. Shen Nianzu called out softly, "Jin-ge." Jin Jiuchi, who was happily digging through a rotten corpse's stomach, suddenly dropped everything and zoomed in front of Shen Nianzu with a speed invisible to naked eyes. His eyes were curved into crescents as he asked, "What's wrong, Nian'er? Do you want to join me too?" Shen Nianzu was expressionless as he stared at the bloody man in front of him. Then he suddenly stretched out a hand, palm up. Confused, Jin Jiuchi placed his dirty paw in Shen Nianzu's hand and shook it. Shen Nianzu: “Good boy.” Jin Jiuchi: ? *** Lunatic drama king, wild beast gong x big beauty, cunning, strong-acting-weak shou Additional tags: top/gong/seme protagonist, action, supernatural, psychological, mystery, slow romance, ghosts, gore, monsters, beasts, shameless protagonist, survival game, teamwork, unlimited flow, horror, suspense, younger love interest Find me on: Instagram: delanasiwarka Discord: delanasiwarka#1490 Discord server: bit.ly/delanadiscord