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The room was dark, illuminated only by the dim glow of my laptop screen. My eyes burned from hours of reading, but I refused to stop—after all, tonight was the night. The final chapter. The grand conclusion of Sovereign Ascension. I had spent years following the protagonist’s journey. Watching him grow from a nobody to a god-like figure. Fighting through war and killing even gods. Collecting powerful artifacts, rare bloodlines, divine blessings, and, of course, the most beautiful women imaginable. Yet, as I read the final pages, my fingers curled into fists. “…No way.” I scrolled back up, reading the last few paragraphs again. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” The so-called “Final Battle” was a joke. After hundreds of chapters of buildup, after overcoming impossible odds, after being handed every possible advantage… the protagonist lost. And not just any loss—he died in the stupidest, most ridiculous way possible. A trap. Not a god-tier strategy. Not an overwhelming enemy. Not some cosmic revelation. No. He walked right into a trap that even a child could have avoided. “Are you stupid!?” I yelled at my screen, my voice echoing in the silence of my room. “You had every opportunity! You had everything! How did you mess this up!?” I buried my face in my hands, groaning. And the ending… Oh, the ending. Instead of some great twist, some world-shattering revelation… it was a rushed epilogue about how the world moved on. The protagonist’s harem of goddesses, princesses, and saints just cried for a while before moving on with their lives. And the worst part? The guy had never even treated them right! All those beautiful women, and the only thing he ever thought about was sex! No genuine relationships, no emotional depth—just a walking cliché with zero personality, how the hell does someone write something this stupid , no relationship building nothing. “How is that fair!?” I grumbled, rubbing my temples. “If I had his talents, his luck, his damn plot armor, I’d have done a thousand times better than that idiot.” "Fuck this novel and the stupid protagnaist" I sighed, closing my laptop. It wasn’t worth getting so worked up over a novel. Still, I couldn’t shake the frustration. “…If I was in that world, I wouldn’t make the same mistakes, I made in this life.” With that final thought, I collapsed onto my bed, exhaustion taking over.

Zhong Shuning, the adopted daughter of the Zhong family, was ousted from her home on the very night her fiancé arm-in-arm with a new lover topped entertainment headlines. Scandals swirled around her as she later became entangled with the most powerful man in the city. Society mocked her as nothing more than a passing plaything for Mr. He's whims. But what none realized was this: The moment he laid eyes on her, he conceived a scheme as audacious as moonlight poaching — to steal the moon that rightly belonged to the heavens.

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Enemies to Lovers? You are at the right place! Liam Von Sylvyran: He is the third prince of the kingdom of Solaryn. He is also the youngest of all siblings. Though he is blessed with magic power, he cannot control this magic power. He has always been humiliated for this flaw and has always been compared with his older siblings. So he has a hunger to prove himself. He is the commander of the royal imperial army of Solaryn. He is one of the best fighters on the continent. It is also notable that he is incredibly intelligent, quick-witted, and has extraordinary beauty. Kian Eryx: He is the commander of Oblivara's imperial army. There is a quote that says that he is blessed by magic itself. He is one of the greatest magic wielders in the three realms. He is the definition of perfection. He has breathtakingly good looks, is incredibly smart, observant, and has extraordinary reflexes. He places top among the best fighters on the continent. There is nothing that he lacks aside from a heart. *** 100+Power Stones= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per week] 50+Golden Tickets= 1 Chapter [Bonus Per month] Super Gift= [Fan's requested chapters]

Misa can’t stand him. Every little thing about him sets her on edge—the way he chews, the way he smiles, the way he exists.Short story

Harro, the 25-year-old scion of a business empire, was a paragon of perfection. His chiseled features and piercing blue eyes made him look like a celestial being, earning him the nickname "Angel." His charming personality, honed from years of navigating high-society circles, had a mesmerizing effect on everyone he met. People were drawn to him like moths to a flame, helpless to resist his captivating smile and effortless charm. But one man remained immune to Harro's allure: Orion Alexander Stone, a ruthless and cunning business rival. With a name that evoked the mythological hunter, Orion was a force to be reckoned with. His piercing gaze and chiseled jawline made him look like a granite statue, impervious to emotions. He saw Harro as nothing more than a pampered, entitled rich kid playing at being a businessman. Fate, however, had other plans. When Harro and Orion met, the air was electric with tension. Despite their differences, they found themselves inexplicably drawn to each other, their mutual attraction growing stronger with each passing moment. It was as if the universe had conspired to bring them together, igniting a passion that neither could ignore. But their love story took a dramatic turn when Harro was involved in a freak accident, erasing his memories of Orion. The man he loved was now a stranger, and Harro was left with a gaping hole in his heart. Orion, determined to win Harro back, set out to rekindle their romance, but the odds were stacked against them. Would they be able to rekindle their love, or would their relationship remain forever lost in the annals of memory?

[WARNING: R18!!!] "Either you love me or you hate me. It doesn't matter because you will end up with me. You would always end up with me, Maximus D'Arco." She plastered a wicked smile as she responded to his cold, hard stare that she knew he was trying not to strangle her. He wouldn't because he was such a gentleman not to hurt her physically. But emotionally? Well...that was a whole other matter. ------------- Aurora Fontalva, an arrogant heiress of the Stellare Creations. She had everything in life, except the heart of a certain man. She only wants Max. He's her childhood crush and turned first love when they grew up. But how can she make him love her if he has someone else already? A girlfriend he loves. But that doesn’t matter, for she’s willing to do everything to have him. Maximus D’Arco. One of the EcoSource princes. He’s almost the perfect son and has a princely personality. Except that he had a secret girlfriend hidden from everyone. When Aurora found out, everything turned upside down. The woman even blackmailed him to marry her or his girlfriend would suffer. She wanted him to love her. Why would he fall for someone who doesn’t even care what he wants, let alone about his feelings? Only his girlfriend does. Is there really a thin line between love and hate? What if the thread breaks? --------------- AN: This is a bit of a slow-burn romance with detailed emotions and character build-up. This novel isn't your typical lovey-dovey story. It tackles twisted love and lust, toxicity, and angst. There could be sensitive cases. You've been warned. And lastly, sexy scenes. --------- Please check out my other stories as well. The Runaway Huntress - Huntress/Killer FL and King/CEO/Founder ML System Mission: Tame the Mafia Boss - Military General FL and Mafia Boss ML

In the midst of a chilling night, Elena Wilson, a young and timid girl, finds herself in a harrowing chase, desperately trying to escape from an unknown pursuer. Lost in the alleys of a desolate street, she collides with a car, her heart racing as she braces for the impact. Miraculously, the driver of the vehicle manages to halt just in time, saving her from harm. As Elena regains her composure, she gazes up to meet the eyes of the car's owner, only to recognize the face that has adorned countless magazines—the enigmatic and successful billionaire, Elliot Wessex. Overwhelmed with both gratitude and trepidation, Elena implores him for help, hoping he could drive her to a safe place Little does Elena know that Elliot's desire to assist her is not purely driven by kindness. Beneath his handsome façade lies a some hidden motive. Drawn to Elena's beauty and vulnerability, he agrees to aid her in eluding her pursuer, embarking on a dangerous journey that illuminates dark secrets and tests the limits of trust.

A kid named Shiro Tatsuya, who lives a very sad life stuck in an infinite cycle of despair experiences a near death situation and something resting dormant inside him awakens and everything changes.

A young man, the leader of a mercenary group, ventures alone into a vibrant metropolis. Tempted by a host of enchanting women, will he surrender to desire or remain steadfast? How would you navigate life with an exceptionally beautiful, single celebrity aunt? What kind of sparks will fly between her and her circle of friends? As the former king of mercenaries returns to the battlefield, a shadowy conspiracy starts to take shape... \\\\ Thank you for reading. Due to some details, the subsequent plot will be updated in my other book.

Bad Blood to Bad Romance tells the story of a guy who finds out that his girlfriend of three years has been cheating on him. One day, he planned to confront his girlfriend and her lover. But during his wait, he meets a woman on a bench at the corner of the street who he finds gorgeous. He gets comfortable with this beautiful stranger. It even reached a point where he told her his reason for being there. The beautiful woman seems helpful. But, everything changed when his girlfriend showed up. Reminders: The characters and events portrayed in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. This story is a product of imagination and inspiration.

From being a sex slave to the mafia lord’s favourite, follow the story of Mina Angel, from being a sassy girl to the mafia lord princess. Aaron Vertercio, the mafia Lord took a liking to Mina, he’d do anything for Mina to be his sex slave, even if he had to make Mina and her sick mom homeless and suffer. “What, I woke up like this” Mina said. “ Go back and change princess!” Aaron growled “ Why?” Aaron walked towards her, the aura was enough to send a shiver down someone's spine Mina was slammed against the wall, and Aaron locked her in his arms “Remember this, you are mine and mine alone”. You can follow me on Discord; _Mckenzie_

This is going to be a collection of my imagination and some real experiences that I will be adding some twist.. Note: You don't need to read this if you don't want to. I don't need your opinion this is just something that I'm doing casually. Chapter Release: Whenever I think of something, maybe twice a week.

In a world of killers and mercenaries, love floats in the air. Warm and intoxicating. It's like sweet and delicious poison. And all are affected. Isn't that wonderfully terrible?

Seeing her in someone else's arms, why did it feel like he had lost the entire world?``` He couldn't understand why he was acting like this. The unknown and indescribable amount of emotions welling up within threatened to rip his heart apart. Moomal! He called out to her but only silence replied to him. She finally removed her hand from the lock. Before Huzaifa could understand what was going on she suddenly turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck, locking him in a tight embrace. He was shocked by her sudden intimacy yet he subconsciously grabbed onto her waist and held her tighter to his body, their bodies were pressing against one another intensely that it seemed like they would melt into each another. "I hate that I love you so much..." Her soft words felt like a hammer to his heart, and the peace he had felt for two moments added to his distress even more. The pain he goes through. He still feels broken. Who will fix his cracks?

“For years, I gave myself to him without complaint. I loved him like I’d never loved another; I worked diligently in the shadows to make him the man he is today, while he only ever regarded me as his trophy wife to his peers. I didn't mind; why? Because I loved my husband, and all I wished for was his success until I didn't anymore.” _____________ Imani Knightley thought she had found her better half in Louis Benoit. They had met during her first year at the university while she was studying for her master's. Imani would call it love at first sight, and it was beautiful. She would swear on her parents graves that her husband couldn’t live or breathe without her. They had only dated for a year before she introduced him to her parents, the Knightleys, and they got married a year later. Imani would say her marriage to Louis was perfect, except for the fact that she’d been trying for kids for a while and every time life offers a glimmer of hope, she loses said hope. Yet she was happy; her marriage was perfect until it wasn’t anymore. Her husband never gave her any reason to doubt his love for her until the arrival of Louis' new personal assistant, who conveniently happened to be his ex-girlfriend. Imani’s glass-perfect marriage and image shatter as she is faced with the betrayal and deceit of Louis Benoit. What happens when divorce isn’t an option but Imani wants out? In a circle where Imani has always felt like an outcast despite the influence of her late parents, she turns to the arch-enemy of her husband with a yearning for vengeance. "Since he chooses to go low. I am willing to reach to the depths of hell just to show him what the scorn of a woman feels like. I’ll make him take a seat and watch as I destroy everything he holds dear."

Winne Auston tightened her grip on the glass of bourbon, her nails pressing against the cool surface. The soft hum of jazz music filled the dimly lit lounge, the kind of place where secrets felt safe. She was waiting, as he instructed. Adam Sly was never late. The waiting wasn’t a test of time—it was a test of her patience, her resolve, her willingness to bend when the moment came.

Natagpuan nina Veronica Aragon at Arthur Morri ang kani-kanilang sarili sa isang memorial park. Parehong ikakasal na iniwan sa altar. Nagpasya pa rin silang magsolo honeymoon. Playful fate? Dahil ang hindi nila alam, iisang resort ang pupuntahan nila sa Destiny Island. Magiging successful kaya ang solo honeymoon nila, o mabubuo ang pag-ibig para sa kanilang dalawa?

The omega Luci, who came to Earth for the first time, thought that she was bound to die, so she indulged once, but unexpectedly discovered that the people on Earth can also delay her fever period, giving her hope of surviving. The manager brought her into the set and warned her repeatedly not to mess with Teacher Chi. She looked at the beautiful woman, her eyelids twitched slightly, sorry, it’s over. Others said that Chi Yinghou was cold and indifferent, a flower of the high mountains, who could only be seen from a distance, but not touched. Thinking of her cramped appearance that day, Lu resigned. During the filming, Lu Ci played the role of the high-cold president. His aloof and indifferent demeanor amazed the audience. After the performance, Chi Shuang handed her the sleeve and asked “Touch my clothes to see if I am the wife of the president.” material?” Lu Ci: ………? At the awards ceremony, backstage, Chi Shuang blocked her in the dressing room “Little Luer, I haven’t seen you for so long, do you miss me?” The corners of Lu Ci’s eyes twitched slightly, looking at the man’s restless hands “It’s only been two hours.” When seeing that person always trying his best to have intimate contact with him, Lu Ci once thought it was the sequelae caused by her ingesting too much of her own pheromone, and with a little apology, tried to cooperate with her thoughts. It was only later that I realized, huh, a certain person’s nature was just revealed 

Lin Yue, a modern-day female medical student, accidentally time-travels to the Tang Dynasty, where she faces stark contrasts between ancient and contemporary medicine. Armed with her advanced medical knowledge, she embarks on an adventurous journey in this unfamiliar era. Upon awakening in an ancient room, Lin Yue is discovered by Li Yi, a wise and kind-hearted Tang Dynasty prince. Suspicious of her strange behavior, Li Yi interrogates her. To prove her worth, Lin Yue demonstrates her modern medical expertise, intriguing him enough to let her stay under observation in his royal manor. As Lin Yue adapts to life in the Tang Dynasty, she and Li Yi grow closer, exchanging knowledge: she teaches him modern medicine, while he instructs her in Tang customs. Their bond deepens during a perilous outing when Li Yi is injured protecting her, and Lin Yue saves his life with her medical skills. Lin Yue befriends Su Yao, a gentle and graceful woman who later becomes entangled in a court conspiracy. To rescue Su Yao, Lin Yue and Li Yi navigate dangers, relying on modern medicine to overcome crises. However, Lin Yue’s unconventional identity sparks suspicion and jealousy, leading to a plot against her. Li Yi defies the royal family to protect her, but Lin Yue is falsely accused of witchcraft and sentenced to death. In a desperate rescue attempt, Li Yi nearly sacrifices himself, but Lin Yue accidentally activates the time-travel mechanism and returns to the modern world. Back home, she is haunted by memories of Li Yi—their shared struggles, tender moments, and unbreakable bond. Fate intervenes when Lin Yue triggers the time-travel device again, reuniting her with Li Yi in the Tang Dynasty. Having endured life-and-death trials, they vow to stay together forever. Lin Yue continues to weave her modern medical legacy into the fabric of Tang history, while their love story becomes an enduring legend of courage and devotion across time. --- This translation preserves the key plot points, character dynamics, and emotional arcs while adapting the cultural nuances for an English-speaking audience. Let me know if you'd like adjustments!

A Zombie Apocalypse Thriller Genre: Zombie Apocalypse | Survival Horror | Thriller | Romance | Drama Betraying humanity is easy once you see the selfish truth behind all their deeds. The world ended at 8:43 a.m. One moment, Elsa was just another high school student. The next, her school became a slaughterhouse—sealed off by the military as a deadly infection ripped through students and teachers alike. Surviving the massacre should’ve been the hardest part. It wasn’t. The virus doesn’t just kill. It changes people. And Elsa? She’s immune… but she’s not safe. Something inside her is waking up. Now, she’s on the run with Melania, her quiet yet fiercely protective childhood friend, and Jake, the crush who barely noticed her before—but now seems to understand exactly what she’s becoming. Between them, betrayal is inevitable. Elsa is in greater danger than zombies because Nexum Pharma, the corporation behind the outbreak, isn’t searching for a cure. They want control. And she is the perfect specimen to experiment on. As the infection mutates and the city falls, Elsa must make an impossible choice: fight for her humanity… or embrace the monster she was never meant to be. In the end, survival isn’t about strength. It’s about who’s willing to change.

Dana Patson’s life takes a dramatic turn when a customer suffers an allergic reaction at her bakery. Corey, a loyal regular, saves the day with his quick thinking and EMT skills. Dana is grateful for his courage but she's suddenly drawn to him in ways she can’t explain. Their connection deepens, but as Corey’s dark past comes to light, Dana’s simple life begins to get complicated. Unbeknownst to Dana, a man obsessed with her has been watching from the sidelines. When Corey becomes part of her life, the man’s jealousy boils over. He sets fire to Dana’s bakery, destroying the one thing she has dedicated her life to build. He feigns concern and steps in to “help” Dana rebuild, even as he works to drive a wedge between her and Corey. The truth about Corey’s past, and his family, soon surfaces. Dana learns that Corey’s father is responsible for the car accident that killed her parents years ago. Dana starts to question everything she thought she knew about Corey. Meanwhile, the man pulling the strings uses Corey’s parents to manipulate and threaten Dana. As the man’s obsession turns into violence, Dana and Corey must fight to protect their love and their lives. But can they overcome the sins of the past and the threats of the present, or will the truth tear them apart forever?