Strawberry Panic

Yu Holea was a genius ghost exorcist. Cursed for being a loner she embraced the path of exorcism. At the age of 26, she died. Opening her eyes she realized that she has transmigrated to a character who has the same name as her. Yu Holea was the newly found young miss of the Yu Family. Though everyone disliked her since for them Yu Mei is the true young miss. Everyone looks down on her even her biological brothers. Her Eldest Brother, "Don't even try to get close to me. I hate gold diggers like you. Yu Mei come I will bring you to shopping." Her Gentle Second Brother," The door to get out of here is on the left. Remember not to bully Yu Mei" Her Third Brother, "Uh, don't let me see your disgusting face. Let me see my cute Yu Mei's Face" However, Yu Holea ignored them. She was used to all of this. She focused on her career and earning money instead of love. She was penniless? Huh, she has a long queue of bigshots begging to give her money. Her business empire expands from City S to Capital. She was untalented? She can even summon thunders!! At a high-end party, one of the relatives of the Yu Family saw Yu Holea surrounded by the bigshot of different fields and was shocked to the core. Just as everyone was confused her three brothers arrived and started pampering her. "Lea'er do you want to eat strawberry cake? Call me Big Brother I will feed you the cake." "Lea them, here drink this juice, by the way, why don't you call me Second Brother?" "Little Sister don't listen to them I will protect you from everyone, you just have to call me Third brother." A certain Handsome, Ceo of a top 10 company, "Lea Baby, when are you going to say yes to my proposal?" Yu Holea: Why is everyone looking at her with a doting glance? Follow Yu Holea in her adventure filled with thriller, suspense, and pampering.

Raymond Shelby was brutally killed by his girlfriend. It turned out that she was the daughter of a crime boss, and Ray's testimony had been the final nail to the coffin that put the crime boss on death row. Ray would've been a vengeful spirit, having died like that, if not for the fact that in his last moment, using his last bit of life force, he picked up the gun he felt on the floor and fired. He didn't know where he was firing at because both his eyes had been plucked out but he heard his girlfriend's goons scrambling in panic. From what he was able to gather in that moment, he had shot her straight to the throat. Armed with this knowledge, Ray died with a smile on his face. In an instance, he found himself in an unfamiliar place, standing in front of an unfamiliar face that sent him to an unfamiliar world, but instead of being excited, he was a little pensive because of what the person who claimed to be a goddess had said...

[Interstellar+Spiritual Power+Pure Romance+Marriage First, Love After+Livestreaming+Gourmet Food+Disguises] Reborn overnight, Qu Tong cried to death; her vast wealth was gone, and she even ended up owing a billion in taxes. Stuck with a cheap husband her cousin didn't want who can't have children? Rarely comes home? And throws in an entire planet to boot? Qu Tong wondered if there could be such good fortune? She carefully guarded her full fertility value, perfunctorily yet sincerely playing the role of a big shot's dainty wife. She grew energy fruits and vegetables, fed them on schedule, and incidentally improved the food for the entire squad by taking care of their home. The Insect Clan attacked, His Highness was injured, ditching class to visit, pah! To check in. His Highness was too aloof; unable to charm him after a long time, she went online searching for strategies and even inquired about how to reasonably inherit all of her husband's wealth in the case of divorce. The next day, Si Yuting glanced at the top search trends, then looked at his guilt-ridden dainty wife and laughed, "That's difficult, considering I'm just divorced, not dead." Well-behaved and clever in front of others, behind their backs she did nothing of the sort. When her shop was reported, she cursed everyone who dissed her in the comment section one by one and blocked them all, leaving the netizens stunned: "Who taught her to curse like that?!!" In the academy competition, the enemy lacked honor, ganging up to bully the weak; Qu Tong pulled out a potion, directly turned the tables, and kicked them all out of the competition—no one can play me for a fool. When encountering a Star Thief, Qu Tong reassured everyone, "Don't panic, I'll go reason with them." Then she single-handedly drove her mecha, cornering the Star Thief: "This is a robbery, hand over everything valuable." ... One day. Qu Tong, holding her medical report, asked, "If I say I can reproduce asexually, would you believe me?" "Guess."

Lin Xuanyu, after struggling through 30 minutes of homework for assignments due in a week, was feeling drained. He needed a break. A quick escape into his favorite online-shooter game would be just the thing. But the moment he powered on his PC, something unexpected happened. He was suddenly teleported from his room. Lin Xuanyu: Seems like I’ve transmigrated... doesn't that mean I don’t have to do my assignments anymore? Delighted at the turn of events, Lin Xuanyu quickly realized he had entered a new world, one filled with interstellar beings that could casually destroy planets and sneeze away stars, just like the novels he’d read. Tti-ting! [All-heaven system has been activated.] [Congratulations, host! You have been chosen by the All-heaven system!!] [Choose one of the following cheats: -Evolution system -Multi-Dimensional Chat Group -Myriad Gates Of Heaven. Note: The other two will be available in the shop after selection.] Without a second thought, Lin Xuanyu immediately chose the Evolution system. Then the system reminded him of the dangers of this world. Lin Xuanyu: Wait... there's a guy who knows the future... someone reincarnated here to stop him from doing crazy things... and there’s a team hunting them both down for an absurd reason? This new world was full of transmigrators, Otherworldly beings, Seniors who love wandering the endless reality and causing chaos, bigshots from higher planes, and protagonists of every kind. Otherworlder: Guys, it's a red warning! That demon is here! We should leave this world before he finds us! Lin Xuanyu cracked his neck and placed a hand on his chin, nodding thoughtfully. "So… do I get a theme song for my appearance, or is it just going to be panic and screaming?" Otherworlder: ..... ***** Additional tags: No Yaoi or NTR, world-hopping, chat group. This novel will explore multiple power systems, including various types of cultivation, magic, runes, martial spirits, leveling, and more.

Mysterious occurrences loom; the entire world dramatically changes. The fate of individuals and nations becomes bound to AnalogHorror (rule kaidan), and once the chosen of destiny fail, it means countless people in their corresponding nation will be slaughtered by the strange phenomena. The entire world falls into unrest, panic, and despair. Until an absolutely unexpected individual joins the AnalogHorror game. Xiao Yiwang glanced at the weird world before him and then at the examination admission ticket in his hand. "Have middle school entrance exams always been this complicated? Well, it does prove my intelligence!" "I am retarded, but selected to join the analoghorror game?!"

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- History repeats itself. In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers to take her to safety in exchange for helping him to a bunker and treating his wound from the gunshot. Left with no choice, Mira joins forces with the man and learns that he is Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey uncovers old memories and reveals the conspiracy behind the election of the First World Premier, their relationship evolves from suspicion to mutual dependence and affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal stories, they reveal emotional vulnerabilities to each other that they hide from the rest of the world. Drawing on her own experiences in the Commonwealth, Mira sees the truth as she falls into the dark: that darkness exists exactly because the light is shining and enjoyed on the other side. I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

He was the king of the business world, and it was rumored that he liked men. Because of this, Michelle Campbell agreed to marry him. After the marriage, she suddenly realized that he was a big liar! Three years ago, Michelle Campbell was still a Cinderella in a poor village when she accidentally saved the injured mysterious stranger. When the man left, he took away the necklace that her grandmother gave her with her name engraved on it. He said tyrannically, “I will keep this token. I will repay you one day.” Three years later, the man sees the girl in his bed and panics. As her tender red lips curled up to arouse his desire, he realized that the girl who had been tricked by her boyfriend and sent to his bed was the one who saved him. "Don't hide when I tell you to come over. Don't reject when I give you a present. Also, your love for me… don't let it stop!"" He ordered her domineeringly. Michelle Campbell immediately said, "Dream on!" However, his smile was unfathomable. "What a coincidence. I'm best at turning dreams into reality!"

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As I found myself thrust into this bewildering situation, I couldn't help but wonder if fate had a strange sense of humor. Here I was, once the top A-rank agent, now trapped in the role of a notorious villainess in a reverse harem novel. But why did it had to be the villainess? Well, I don't care! But now that I'm here, I'll enjoy my life to the fullest that I couldn't before. Plus, my family is real rich. Though an issue soon occurred. The female lead keeps sticking to me! I tried to get rid of her by distancing myself since I don't want to end up in the chaos like in the novel… But the female lead is just so adorable!! What would happen if the once fearsome antagonist was now trying to protect the very person she once tormented?  "Sabiiiii!" Ann's voice chimed, her eyes sparkling with innocence. It was hard to resist her charm, and I found myself softening despite my initial intentions. And it seems the so-called main suitors are suffering from collective amnesia. They flocked to me, oblivious to the fact that Anne was the true focus of their affections. "Stay Away! I will not give you my lovely Ann," I declared, my frustration mounting. "Who said I wanted her?" The chaos continued with the supposed fiancé as well, who seemed convinced that our engagement was set in stone, "You are my soon-to-be fiancée! Please compose yourself"  "I refuse to get engaged to you and to compose, whatever that is". "Don't you think you're quite rude to your soon-to-be Fiancé?"  "I'm not rude, you're too nice! And I told you I'm not getting engaged to you" "Thank you, my Lady"  "…Are you dumb?!!!" What in the world of strawberries was going on indeed? It was a baffling and comical twist of fate. But as the days passed, I found myself navigating this bizarre world with a newfound determination. If I was going to be stuck in this story, I might as well do it my way. And who knows, maybe I could turn this chaotic tale into something truly extraordinary.

Warren arrived at the hotel, his heart racing as he got to the roof. Panic seized him when he didn’t immediately see Anastasia. As he moved closer to the ledge, he finally spotted her—lying dangerously close to the edge, her body slack and seemingly on the brink of slipping into unconsciousness. The sight of the empty bottle of pills and whiskey shattered something inside him. “Oh, Ana,” he whispered, his voice thick with anguish as he approached her. But then, in a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity, he saw her body begin to roll off the edge. The horror that gripped him turned his blood to ice. Without a second thought, Warren launched himself over the ledge after her, diving headfirst through the night air. The wind roared in his ears, but he moved with the precision of a bullet, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. When he finally caught her, relief surged through him. Cradling her tightly in his arms, he expanded his angelic wings, the pure white feathers cutting through the darkness as he propelled them upward, away from prying eyes. Outline: After the loss of her mother and the abuse she receives from her stepfamily, Anastasia finds herself living in a world where grief and betrayal are commonplace. She turns to her childhood best friend and first love, Bastian, for consolation. But after a tragic accident leaves him in a coma Anastasia's world crumbles when Bastian is in a car accident. Warren, a mysterious angel, enters her life just when it seems hope is lost. Because he is harboring secrets that may change everything, his presence is both comforting and unsettling. Her life will never be the same.

Humans and animals from Earth are mysteriously dissapearing, leaving behind only questions and chaos. Governments are clueless, authorities are helpless, and the world is drowning in panic. Leon lost everything to the disaster and vowed to hold the entity behind it accountable. That very day, he vanished, pulled into a dimension where the laws of nature reigns supreme, and the path to endless evolution is open to all races—including humans. But survival here is no easy feat. Death and danger lurk around every corner, and only the strongest can thrive. Emerging victorious from a deadly confrontation, Leon gained a skill that lets him offer his kills to gain a portion of their strength and skills. [Sacrificed a shambling undead. Gained a minor increase in stamina and a slight resistance to decay (increases lifespan!) [Sacrificed a fiery blob. Gained the Fireball skill and minor heat resistance.] [Sacrificed a beast with strong lifeforce. Constitution +1.] [Sacrificed a blood sucker. Gained enhanced night vision and the Cloak of Shadows skill.] How long will he able to survive in his new reality with this skill? Read on to find out!

TRANSMIGRATED A coffee shop cashier girl loves reading novels, especially romantic novels. However, on her way home from work, someone pushed her into a fountain in a city park. As soon as she opened her eyes, she was transmigrated to the body of a girl who turned out to be a character from the novel she was reading! "What has happened? How did I wake up here!" she said in panic as she looked at herself in the mirror. "No way! I became the villain of this novel?!" Celestial Esme Damanor, a villain who was hated by everyone, even her own family. "Shameless woman! You don't belong in this family!" Even until the end of her life, she died in a miserable. Alone and burning with the flames of hatred. However, when a girl woke up as a Celestial, everything was different from what was in the novel. "Everyone loved her so much? Then what exactly is it that they turned against you, Celestial?" What really happened to Celestial and what secrets lie behind it? Who exactly was the one who had to suffer this? And what led her to wake up in Celestial's body 3 years before her death?

Akai's life as a typical fifteen-year-old student was shattered when her school was attacked by monsters from an unknown portal. As panic engulfed the classroom, Akai and her friends fought through the chaos, determined to escape and return home. With new allies joining their desperate quest, Akai's resolve hardened. Their struggle became more than just survival—it was about confronting the dark forces that had disrupted their world and finding a way to restore balance.

“Lin Yunfeng! Stop right there!” Lin Yunfeng gazed back at the speeding figure behind him. Heart racing, he picked up speed and ran through the abandoned corridor. “You better stop Yunfeng!!” Ren Muchen growled loudly. The little brat was much faster than he had expected. “This is how you wish to face me after you fucking slept with me? Fine! Run then! Let’s see how long you can last,” Panting Lin Yunfeng looked back in panic. “I’m so sorry, it was a mistake. think of it as Stepping on shit. Please forgive me!” he placed a hand on his lower stomach and ran even faster. “Watch out!” Yunfeng gazed ahead in surprise. a half-rotten corpse stood in his way. He came to a screeching halt but the slippery floor made it hard for him to come to a complete stop. He fell unceremoniously face down on the ground. “Fuck,” The zombie jumped onto him with its mouth wide open. Its bloody saliva dripped onto his face. Yunfeng held his breath. He had read about this before but this was the first time he had actually seen an undead. It petrified him. ‘Is this how I die?’ “Growl,” the beast aimed at his neck precisely, Just as he thought his life was coming to an end, a long axe cut through the decayed neck of the Zombie. The heavy zombie fell right on top of him, oozing blood and puss. A hand grabbed him by his collar and lifted him up. “You are not dying, not today, not anytime soon...” Ren Muchen said with a nasty grin/ Yunfeng gulped. Muchen peered into his trembling black eyes coldly. “You know why?” because we are having a baby.” Yunfeng’s hand reflectively went into his tummy. “h-how do you know?” “You knew?! Yet you ran!” Muchen laughed coldly and shook him like a rattle. “Take responsibility you bastard, we created a life that day! “y-yes, I’ll take responsibility!”

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arm, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents' realm and banished to the human world. The reason? He had yet to give them any grandchildren. Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and is purely the product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or beliefs is entirely coincidental. The intention is not to disrespect or diminish any faith or tradition, but rather to explore ideas within a fictional context. Reader discretion is advised.

Gaia is dead. The world is a mess of fused realms—acid rain burns the ground, food is scarce, and the air is poison. No one knows why Gaia, the ancient guardian of life, died, but her rotting corpse unleashed chaos. Monstrous Outer Gods slithered into the cracks of reality, twisting the land into nightmares. Yet, in the ruins, people still fight to survive. Under a giant boulder—the only shelter in this toxic wasteland—a boy wakes up. He’s the last human alive, his memories fuzzy except for flashes of a lost Earth: sunny skies, laughter, and a strange power inside him. He can create Kaiju, giant monsters that could crush armies… if he knew how to control them. But right now, he’s just a hungry kid, scrambling to find food and avoid getting killed. Outside his rock, alien clans run the show. Some trade clean water for labor, others heal wounds with glowing mushrooms, and a few settle disputes with fistfights to blow off steam before rage drives them insane. Everyone fears the 100% Rule. Too much stress, sadness, or anger? Your mind snaps, turning you into a Husk—a mindless monster with no soul. The boy’s Kaiju power could help him survive… or push him closer to becoming a Husk. Worse, death here is permanent. If he dies, someone else takes his place—an outcast, a kid, a warrior. The world doesn’t care who you are. It just wants to eat you alive. This isn’t a story about heroes. The boy isn’t special. He’s just trying to survive, one day at a time—bargaining with clans, scavenging junk, and accidentally summoning Kaiju when he panics. Maybe he’ll find a way to fix this broken world. Or maybe he’ll just find a decent meal. In a place this messed up, even small victories matter.

Ilse thought her breakup with Ana was final—a clean, mutual parting. But Ana couldn't let go. For three days, Ana's obsessive texts, voicemails, and relentless stalking pushed Ilse to the edge. Blocking her didn't work; ignoring her didn't help. One dull, lonely night, Ilse tries to drown her stress with cheap beer, a vibrator, and an old dungeon-crawling RPG. Halfway through, her phone buzzes: an anonymous call. Ana. The sound of her voice sends Ilse into a panic. She screams, tells her to stay away, slams the phone down—but minutes later, there's a knock at the door. Ana is there, eyes wide and manic, clutching a knife and an ancient, bloodstained book. Ana chants something in a language that doesn't belong in this world. The blade plunges into Ilse's body, followed by a desperate, cuddle. As Ilse's vision fades, After being given a choice by an entity. Ilse wakes up somewhere else. A glitchy, corrupted world stretches before her, where reality bends like an old game on the verge of crashing. Naked, vulnerable, and utterly classless, Ilse stumbles through a bizarre urban sprawl, barely surviving. Living off mana pockets. A battle priestess, share's her energy with her. Giving her a choice, to play this world like a game or to succumb to the cycle. In this world, mana is life. And the most potent way to leech it? Through acts of intimacy. Ilse is thrust into a twisted realm where sex isn't just survival—it's power. However corruption threatens to change it all for the worse. **** UPDATES MONDAYS TUESDAYS WEDNESDAYS

Max, a 28-year-old man from our world, finds himself suddenly reincarnated into the world of The Walking Dead after an accident. He wakes up in a desolate landscape, familiar yet terrifying—the outbreak has already begun, and chaos reigns. His body is still his own, but the world around him is now filled with walkers and hostile survivors. Amidst the panic and devastation, Max discovers a mysterious system panel that only he can see. warning: The main character for the most half will have an unchanging character, but later on in the series he will slowly change. The world building won't be to good since it is my first book. But I'm trying my best, and tips, and critical analyzing would help me if possible. Have fun reading and thank you for checking it out. Also I will be uploading three chapters per day if possible, or even like 3 every other day due to my busy schedule, so sorry for those who daily chapters every single day, but every other day I will upload and write as much as I can asap when time is of available.

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

Aurora’s eyes blazed with anger, her voice breaking between the tears she had tried in vain to hold back. “I thought I would forget your past love for you, but I was wrong! You are the one who chose to remain trapped in the past, refusing to see the one who truly loves you!” Kyle, despite his outward calm, was burning inside. Guilt gnawed at his heart, yet he said nothing. Aurora cried out bitterly: “She is happy now, living her life with the one she loves, with her husband and children! She never saw you as more than a brother and a friend!” He couldn’t take it anymore. Stepping toward her in anger, his voice was sharp as a blade: “Shut your mouth. I don’t want to talk about this again!” Then, coldly, he added: “Go home. I’ll send your father a letter of apology and end this engagement.” Aurora stood still for a moment, her eyes filled with pain before she whispered in a choked voice: “Don’t bother… I will send the letter to my family myself. And don’t worry, I won’t tell them that you were the one who wanted to end it.” She cast him one last broken glance before turning away, leaving behind nothing but the sound of her fading footsteps, her silent tears, and a shattered heart… A week passed. Then, the phone rang. Kyle answered coldly: “Yes, who is this?” A trembling voice came from the other end—it was Lady Valeska, filled with concern: “Is Aurora alright? She hasn’t called us all week…” His heart pounded violently in his chest as panic surged through him. No… No… No. I can’t lose her! Will this love find a happy ending, or will it remain one-sided forever?

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

The world has collapsed. A virus meant to enhance humanity instead turned people into monsters, leaving only 21 bases standing. Serian, a god who has watched countless worlds rise and fall, never cared for human struggles. But now, trapped in a mortal body, he's forced to attend a hero academy where students train to fight the monsters that destroyed civilization. Serian simply observes: — Students brag about their strength, then panic when danger appears. — He casually kills a monster with a book while soldiers question reality. — His interview answers horrify the instructors ("What do you do if a mission fails?" "It is what it is."). — The strongest executioner points a gun at him, but Serian is more interested in his aura than his threats. Once beyond time, now walking among mortals, he seeks to understand them. Will he find the answers he longed for?

There are 7 dimensions controlled by a Universal Government. Each dimension is governed by its own unique universal laws. There are a few things they have in common, there is always 1 the strongest and 1 the smartest. Except for the Universal Government, it’s forbidden to travel between dimensions. Interdimensional gates don’t close on their own and if left open, creatures that dwell in the darkness between the worlds will find their way through. Without warning, one of the dimensions disappeared without a trace. The remaining 6 in panic did all they could to find the reason why. They never found an answer. 12 years after the dimension vanished, a signal started appearing in the empty universe. Perhaps the answer is in that signal. Tsugi No Level

Nineteen year old Jiayi Lin, a mixed Chinese-Jamaican aspiring singer, loses her parents in a car crash that leaves her with survivor's guilt, depression and a shattered voice. Two years later, her estranged Aunt Mei, a ruthless Korean entertainment scout, drags her to Seoul to compete in Starforge, a televised battle royale idol competition where 100 contestants fight for 7 debut spots. Jiayi resists- until Mei reveals her parents' debts will destroy their ancestral home in Jamaica. Trapped, Jiayi enters Starforge, but her raw, grief-stricken performances clash with the industry's polished fantasy. As she battles rivals, panic attacks, and Mei's manipulations, Jiayi rediscovers her voice by embracing her hybrid identity- but the competition's dark secrets threaten to break her completely.

When I first Fell Victim to a scam, I Felt Hopeless and Lost, It wasn't from my account provider at all-malware-and in less than five to ten minutes, it siphoned $275,000 from my cryptocurrency wallet. I felt my heart drop the moment I opened my wallet some time later and the balance showed zero; it felt as if all air had been sucked out of the room. Panic turned to anger, then despair. How could I have been so careless? But luckily, a friend recommended Cyber Constable Intelligence, and it turned out to be the best advice I could have gotten. From the moment I reached out to Cyber Constable Intelligence, I felt a sense of relief. Their experts worked diligently, using their advanced skills and knowledge to navigate the complexities of my situation. To my amazement, just a few days after I reached out to them, my wallet was fully restored. I couldn’t believe it—I was finally able to access my funds again. All Thanks To Cyber Constable Intelligence. I’ll forever be thankful for their help in restoring not just my funds, but my confidence in the crypto world. If you'd like to reach out to them or learn more about how they operate, please don't hesitate to contact them: Website:https://cyberconstableintelligence.com WhatsApp:1 (252) 378-7611 Email:cyberconstable@coolsite.net

It all started with an innocuous-looking email. The subject line read, "Important Update: Verify Your Wallet Activity," and the sender ostensibly seemed to be my wallet provider. I clicked the link without any second thought, being in a haste to make sure everything was fine. What followed was nothing short of a nightmare. It took me to what seemed like a similar website to my wallet's login page. I didn't overthink it and quickly punched in my credentials. Then, in a few seconds, I knew that this was a scam. The site disappeared, and I sat staring at a blank screen in a panic. The $75,000 Bitcoin wallet was gone, just like that. The weight of my mistake weighed me down, and the only thing that replayed in my head was that moment, over and over, with me berating myself for being so careless. Scrolling through forums and online discussions, I came across many horror stories of similar scams, but amidst the despair, one name kept cropping up Trust Geeks Hack Expert I called them, as I had nothing to lose and my money was on the line. From the moment they received my call, I had hope. Their team was very calm and professional in articulating what needed to be done to document the incident and secure any remaining digital trails. They assured me their specialty was handling cases like mine, but even with all this conviction, I still had a small amount of comfort. Over the next few days, they worked tirelessly, keeping me updated every step of the way. They explained the technical aspects in simple terms, helping me understand how they were piecing together the puzzle. It was clear they were not only skilled but also deeply committed to their clients. Then came the call I had been praying for: they had recovered my $75,000. I felt so relieved that I could finally breathe again. But beyond just recovering my funds, they took the time to educate me about phishing scams and how to avoid them in the future. Thanks to Trust Geeks Hack Expert, I learned a very hard lesson without permanent consequences. Now, I give every email extra scrutiny, and I think twice before clicking on any link. They didn't just save my Bitcoin; they restored my peace of mind. Talk to Trust Geeks Hack Expert Web-site: https://trustgeekshackexpert.com/ E-mail : trustgeekshackexpert@fastservice.com Tele gram : (Trustgeekshackexpert)

One ordinary day, a mysterious system suddenly appears in the minds of every human on Earth—a notification that pops out of nowhere, declaring them as "Players." Panic grips the world as people struggle to understand the meaning behind it. The government dismisses the threat, failing to take action against what seems like a distant, harmless anomaly. The illusion of safety shatters when the first dungeon emerges in one of the most densely populated cities. A towering structure and a gate tear open reality, releasing relentless waves of monsters that ravage the city, leaving destruction in their wake. Humanity, unprepared and leaderless, teeters on the edge of extinction. But among the chaos, one man emerges when the world needs it most. He effortlessly defeats the dungeon boss with one strike of his sword, sealing its gate. For this, he is named Player One. His overwhelming strength sparks hope around the world, proving that the system can be used to fight back. Yet his identity still remains a mystery after he suddenly vanishes from the public eye. In a world where Players fight for survival, will Player One remain in the shadows, or will he become the unstoppable force that saves humanity?

Being a parent means expecting the unexpected, but I never thought my three-year-old would become the villain in my cryptocurrency saga. It all started one chaotic evening while I was multitasking dinner prep and watching my little one. I had left my laptop open on the counter-logged into my $120,000 Bitcoin wallet, no less-because who could foresee a toddler becoming a digital Houdini? I was chopping vegetables in the kitchen but glanced over at my child, quite happy, banging away on the keyboard. "Cute," I thought, right up until the confirmation tone sounded. My heart dropped as I turned to find those tiny fingers had, somehow, just reset my wallet password. And now, all that stared back at me, on the screen in front of me, was an innocuous but soul-crushing message: "Access Denied." What followed was an emotional rollercoaster: the disbelief at first, like, how could a random flurry of key mashing create something so catastrophically bad, was followed by panic as I desperately tried every conceivable combination of passwords I could possibly think of. And then came the realization, stark and unwelcome: I had locked myself out of my wallet, and $120,000 was gone. It was both funny and terrifying-it was a toddler with no other weapon but curiosity outsmarting me. At my wit's end, I turned in desperation for help to Asset Rescue Specialist . I did feel a little silly explaining the situation to them-half expecting them to burst out laughing-but they reassured me and said I wasn't the first parent who had faced a "toddler tech incident.". Their team got to work immediately, treating my case with the urgency and professionalism it deserved. They kept me updated throughout the process, explaining their steps in a way that made me feel confident my funds were in good hands. A few days later, they called with the news I’d been praying for—they had successfully recovered my wallet. Relief washed over me. As I secured my newly unlocked wallet with a far more robust, yes, even Toddler-Proof system in place, I couldn't help but laugh at how ridiculously absurd the entire ordeal was. Even the guys from Asset Rescue Specialist threw in some advice regarding my device protection against inquisitive little fingers. Lesson learned: never underestimate the power of a toddler-or the value of a trusted recovery service like Asset Rescue Specialist. From now on, my laptop stays far out of reach during playtime.DM via: Contact Email; assetrescuespecialist (AT) qualityservice (DOT) com.or.support@assetrescuespecialist.com.

"Who am I?" The question hits me like a frying pan to the face as I wake up in a dimly lit shed that reeks of mildew and regret. My memory? Wiped cleaner than a crime scene. My composure? Currently MIA. Replacing it? A delightful cocktail of terror and existential dread, shaken, not stirred. The shed is a Pinterest fail of nightmares: blood dripping from the ceiling (artsy, really), creepy symbols etched into the walls (probably cursed), and a general vibe that screams you’re not supposed to be here. And let’s not forget the cherry on top—the suffocating feeling of being watched. Lovely. Every instinct I have is shouting, Get out now! But where exactly am I supposed to go? The walls are practically breathing, humming like they know all my secrets, which is impressive considering I don’t even know them myself. No name, no memories, no idea what fresh hell this is—just me, my rising panic, and the unsettling realization that survival might not even be the point. But hey, when the alternative is becoming wall graffiti for a haunted shed, I guess I don’t have much of a choice. ps: Will be posting this story on Royal Road