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Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] The Emperor’s runaway brides have formed a rebel group of scantily clad beauties trained in honey trap techniques. Delphi Chastain is their leader, a fiery beauty with a big axe to grind and a dream of freedom she’s willing to die for. EXTRACT: “Kiss me baby?” she said in her best babydoll voice. He didn’t have to be asked twice. Niko pinned her arms above her head and kissed her roughly with all of the force of the desire he was feeling. Three, two, one! she counted in her head. She bit his lip at the same time as she brought her knee up as hard as she could and kneed the man in the groin. “Ooaah,” he moaned. He fell sideways off her, clutching his balls. She leapt to her feet and sprinted off, picking up her belongings on the way past. “Thanks for saving me baby,” she called cheerily at him as she ran away. “Sorry about the crown jewels, but I’m not going back to the palace, so I don’t need them.” Post-WW3 there’s just the Island, and it’s ruled by the Emperor. It’s back to the good old days of polygamy and keeping women covered and chaperoned. The Emperor has raised Delphi and seven other gorgeous girls in the palace to join his harem, training and surgically enhancing them, like treats in a fantasy smorgasbord. But the girls escape and sail off the Island to the uninhabited Mainland, now overrun by mutant tubiàn beasts created as weapons during the War. Hot on their tails are the Emperor’s Honour Guard. Delphi leads the Girls over, under (^_-), and through the enemy, as they battle and tame beasts and men in their struggle to build an army to take down the Empire. Can the girls survive on their own on the Mainland and build a rebel army? Are there any trustworthy men, or are they all the same? Can the Guards resist the charms of the warrior girls? Do they want to? #enemiestolovers #sexywarrior #r18 #smut #post-apocalypse #war #action #fastpaced #scifi #betrayal #revenge #beast taming #battleofthesexes

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

In an alternate universe that is filled with paranormal beings like sorcerers, werewolves, vampires, phantoms, hybrids, demons, and others. Hunter is a teenage sprite with the ability to see ghosts, he uses his abilities to go around and exorcise ghosts for a price. One day, Hunter is presented with the opportunity to join a school to learn more about his powers and abilities, he accepts with hopes of meeting others like himself only for things to go sideways in his first week, drawing the unwanted attention of various powers of the supernatural world, most of whom call for his immediate execution.

Aqua, an aspiring archeologist is assigned a project as his final exam he is devastated, he was waiting for it to be some kind of exam on paper, but no. The university required him not only to find a good topic to research about but also to give a good presentation, so naturally both him and Aura were nervous to the brim. But things work out as aqua acquires an old and so called ancient miror for free from a librarian he is close to, what's the catch, all aqua had to do was to finish the research on it and make it a conclusion since the researcher had DISSAPEARED in the middle of the research. So naturally Aqua accepts and both him and Aura[project partner] get to work, opening and looking through all the previous papers by the previous researcher. However things go sideways quickly as Aqua gets pulled into the miror whilst touching it and is trapped inside the miror,during their so called research. After which aura also gets in,after her knowing full well that she is doomed. Talk about true love. While aura is there, she meets The miror keeper who basically explains that she and aqua have been trapped in the miror verse. Apparently the ancient miror is a magical artefact on god level. Within the miror verse there are miror dimensions and each has its own miror keeper. But here is the thing Aqua and Aura are not in the same miror dimension hence the epic journey begins. Aura must travel between miror dimensions to find Aqua and also Aqua must do the same to find Aura. Who will find who?, Will the 2 lovers meet again or will they fail and die a slow and painful heart break

By a twist of fate, Tang Su discovered that the aloof male god she once had a crush on lived right across the hall. It had been eight years, and he did not remember her at all, so Tang Su had to tuck away her affections and pretend she didn't know him. Every time they met, she would properly call him "Doctor Lu." …… One day, while Lu Han was taking a nap, Tang Su slipped into his office. The duty nurse shot up in surprise, shouting "Stop" as she followed after Tang Su. By the time the nurse arrived, Tang Su was sitting in the chair, stretching out her leg to hook Lu Han's, coquettishly asking, "Doctor Lu, my leg hurts, could you take a look?" Lu Han stepped back and turned to the nurse, "You go out first, I'll handle this." The nurse nodded, considerately closing the door behind her while muttering to herself that she didn't know how many women had thrown themselves at Doctor Lu. Each one of them had left crying. After a while, the office door opened. The nurse looked up to see that Tang Su as expected, was limping out with reddened eyes. The nurse smiled knowingly, thinking that Tang Su had overestimated herself. Soon after, Lu Han hurried out of his office. He swept past the nurse, scooped Tang Su up at the waist, and carried her sideways back to the office. As he walked, he whispered to Tang Su, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me a while? Why are you walking around with a sore leg?" …… After they got married, Doctor Lu was often away for meetings, surgeries, and paid learning, hardly ever at home, not even answering phone calls, leaving Tang Su practically like a deserted bride. She wrote in her TikTok bio: "Living like a widow." Then— One stormy night, Doctor Lu came back. Before long, she changed her TikTok bio to: "Please spare me."

Collision Course—where four high school friends who could barely keep their eyes open in history class suddenly find themselves racing to the corner store for no reason at all, when—bam—they get hit by a cab. But this isn’t your regular “get hit by a cab and regret life choices” situation. Nope, this is more like getting dragged into a cosmic time-fixing mess with no manual or instructions. Now, these four are stuck as “time janitors,” cleaning up the messes of the universe, but, spoiler alert, none of them are thrilled. The weirdest part? They wake up the next day like nothing happened—except, apparently, they’re now the unofficial time-savers for an invisible entity who just LOVES to throw vague, life-altering ultimatums their way. Classic Thursday, am I right? Ian, the class clown, doesn’t exactly seem ready for interdimensional travel. Claire’s too busy texting to care. Wes thinks this is one big, cosmic prank. And Nora? Well, she’s just excited to see how it all blows up. And the kicker? The world keeps moving on like nothing’s changed, even though everything is about to go completely sideways. Time’s broken, and guess who has to fix it? Yep. These poor, time-traveling teens. What could possibly go wrong?

***TRIGGER WARNING: this book will contain many themes: Graphic violence or gore Sexual assault or abuse Self-harm or suicide Mental illness or psychological trauma Dubious consent or non-consensual situations Depictions of unhealthy relationships or emotional manipulation Explicit sexual content Death or mortality themes Themes related to abuse of power or control this book is a dark fantasy so please read with caution*** Midnight Moonlight, a princess born in the underworld but was taken to the human realm for protection now goes by the name Lilian Chesterfield, has to learn that her best friend of 13 years is a vampire prince and that her reoccurring nightmares are memories sent from her childhood protector Ari; in turn forcing her to return to her birthplace after being killed and in order to survive she must learn to unlock her full potential of her gift and take back her rightful throne from the werewolf tyrant Chen who murdered her family. This dark fantasy however is no fairytale as Midnight must endure months of trauma and training to control and harness her magick as a fiery passion between her best friend goes sideways. Midnight Moonlight (Book 1 in the midnight flower series) Text copyright © jazola™ 2013 The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This sort is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. A single copy of the materials available in this story may be made, solely for personal, non commercial use. Individuals must preserve any copyright or other notices contained in or associated with them. Users may not distribute said copies to others, whether or not in electronic form or in hard copy, without prior written consent of the materials. This here is a work of fiction crafted from my very brain. So I ask nicely to please not steal, copy, or use my story in any manner whatsoever. If you do, I will report you. Thank you and enjoy! Draft Started: November 18, 2013 Final book result End date: October 13,2023

Kael, a noble from the shattered kingdom of Vesper, wakes up in modern-day Earth—stripped of magic but armed with wit, ambition, and a relic that pulses with forgotten power. Trying to make sense of a world without spells, Kael must navigate crime, shadows, and the dangers of being a teenage outcast. But who cares about high school drama when you’re busy building an empire? And, just so we’re clear, Kael’s got a secret: he knows you’re watching. "Oh, you think I'm the hero here?" Kael says, glancing sideways. "Think again. Heroes don't survive long in my world." Because the shadows hold secrets, and Kael’s ready to rule them—one calculated move at a time.

Is friendship between an alpha and an omega even possible? More so, if they're in their teenage years where they're starting to get to know what love is! Kiefer Evans and Jacob King have been friends since birth. Literally since birth. Born on the same day and almost at the same time at the same hospital, they have been together since they were born into this world. Their friendship still going strong even until their senior year of high school, and the two of them are still joined by the hip. Things are still the same as before and they're still very good friends... or so they thought. Now growing conscious of each other's presence because of a certain incident, the two of them are now starting to notice how the other person is growing to be a "fine" alpha and omega and their attraction toward each other unknowingly keeps growing by the day. What's gonna happen now? Read how Kiefer and Jacob's story unfolds! __________ "Does Jacob like muscular alphas?" Kiefer mumbled to himself as he looked at the reflection of his body in the mirror. "I don't look that bad, do I?" He mumbled again as he turned sideways to see his body from a different angle. 'I should wear something nice today,' he thought as he smiled to himself. After hurriedly walking to his closet, he started taking out random clothes and pairing them with each other in search of a perfect outfit. But then in the middle of changing into another set of clothes, Kiefer's body froze upon stumbling to a sudden realization. "Huh...?" He blinked multiple times as he felt his face turn hotter and hotter with each passing second. "Why am I trying to impress him?" __________ Updates on Mondays and Fridays (EST).

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

Roselyn’s life is completely changed when she is taken to Xilentia: a magic school situated in one of the five realms of the Otherworld. A parallel world to Earth in which mystical creatures and magicians are commonplace. However, her fate is revealed when the evilest and powerful dragon picked her, such a thing happened only once every thousand years but Pagos never made mistakes and always successfully chosen the person who was evil enough to destroy the whole universe and strong enough to take over humanity. Will she succeed in being the first good ruler of the whole universe or will she let her evil nature take over fully and side with evil creatures to begin massive destruction? Andreas is her professor in the school and the one in charge of tutoring her during her journey of learning how to use her powers. Even though sentimental relationships are severely prohibited, they soon fell in love and started having an impossible rocky secret relationship. When he saw her in action he immediately doubted her real nature but still decided to help her to keep it secret but for how long? Will their love be enough strong to resist all the hindrances that will get in the way? ------------------------------------- "I had to take a step back, Margaret wanted me to. I am your professor, and the magic council already looks at you sideways. I didn't want to cause additional trouble to you." He gasped as his eyes filled with tears, his voice was broken and he sounded vulnerable, "But I do, I love you so much that I am so scared of all the emotions I feel when I am with you. I thought that making you hate me would make you forget me and eventually make the whole process of moving on easier for both of us." Roselyn walked toward Andreas, but Pagos roared at her having her pause her rush walk to look at her creature puzzled. "What else did you tell my dragon?" she asked. "I told him to kill me before you did. Because my heart couldn't bear the pain of being killed by the one and only girl that it ever was capable of loving." [Action Fantasy Romance Story] [The story contains smuts and adult scenes.] [The cover belongs to the respective owner.]

For my OWN OFFLINE READING! After Returning from the Infinite Game The world always has those protagonist-like individuals—escaping from horror games, bearing the responsibility to save the world from monsters alongside their companions. Due to these reasons, they have no choice but to live in ordinary citizens’ homes, outwardly portraying themselves as typical high school students while secretly battling monsters and leveling up. And the ordinary citizens are ordinary but kind, always tolerant of the protagonist’s late returns, providing a gentle sanctuary. Jiang Yujin, however, is the antithesis of that ordinary citizen. Running a struggling business, living an unkempt life, the protagonist attends school by day, fights monsters after school, and even returns home to do his laundry and cook for Jiang Yujin. Yet even a laid-back person needs to turn things around. Despite financial deficits, Jiang Yujin briefly stands tall. While the protagonist battles monsters, he helps someone find their lost cat. While the protagonist tirelessly protects the school from monsters, Jiang Yujin is involved in romantic escapades with the Special Investigation Unit for Strange Species (?!). While the protagonist hunts for clues behind the scenes, Jiang Yujin, with a small skirt in hand, pretends to be a rich lady in an online romance scam. When the protagonist and allies face a major monster, Jiang Yujin… well, he stays up all night playing mahjong and ends up lying dead drunk at his doorstep. When the protagonist finds themselves in a precarious situation… The dead lying at the doorstep vanished. —— Beside the massive monster’s corpse, in front of the protagonist’s group, a man with snow-white hair blowing backward, holding a blade stained with threads of blood. Amidst the silence, Jiang Yujin, the ordinary citizen, lowers his eyes, bending slowly with the blade’s support: “Urgh—” Surely shouldn’t have had those two drinks after playing mahjong. Protagonist’s group: “…” — — Xu Tonggui, captain of the Special Investigation Unit, known as the living Yama in everyone’s eyes, a workaholic whose life revolves only around his job. Everyone thought he would remain a lifelong bachelor. Even the members of the Special Investigation Unit believed so. Until one day, they saw their captain pinning down someone whose hair was so disheveled it covered their face, gritting his teeth as he asked in a low voice, “Drinking again?” The hair covering half the face was lifted by a large palm, and the person pinned down on the car glanced sideways— That day, the members of the Special Investigation Unit understood two things: Never underestimate someone who seems unkempt. The captain has a damn good eye. — — #A chronicle of an unreliable adult suddenly becoming reliable, but not entirely# #Your guardian is still your guardian# #The man behind the high schooler saving the world#

"Hey you scumbag!" She ran after the man who was riding a horse, followed my multiple scary guards with swords by their sides. Everyone gasped as she removed her heels and scurried through the horses and guards. The guards removed their swords as she got to the man in preparation for attack. He stopped them with a raised finger as he stared at her. She dropped her heels and rubbed her palms together. "What is all this? Are you here to trick them and run away like you did to me? You ran away with my money and I ended up in this trashy place all because of you!" She screamed frustratedly at him as the old market women and men kept staring at her, empathy written all over their faces. She smiled. "But now, I won't feel so sad. You're here and I'm not leaving here without collecting my money and ruining you into pieces!" She made and attempt to climb his horse and wring his neck but a guard quickly caught her before touching a strand on the prince's hair. "What do you think you're doing lady! Now bow and apologize to the prince!" The guard barked behind her ear and instead of complying , she scrunched up her face in disgust. "prince?" she turned to him. "So you've finally succeeded in manipulating them you wretched so called dumb prince!" She threw her legs up to meet any part of his body while her arms were still held tight behind her. While still struggling and cursing, a sword pulled up at her neck which made her freeze instantly with a leg still up in the air. "if you still want your neck, bow down". She dared not look sideways. she loved her life so much and couldn't risk it. She went down slowly on her knees, whimpering and praying. "What is your name". The prince asked. "You dum...." She stopped as her eyes met the stone cold eyes of the man whose sword was on her neck. "Zora". she answered irritatedly. "Zora..."He pronounced slowly as he nodded. "Stand up". He ordered and she was brought up to her feet immediately. Instead of bowing her head slightly, she glared at the prince on the white horse who didn't seemed affected but was just smiling. "Do you know what kind of sin you've committed?" He asked. "I know. A sin that's bigger than fraud". She answered stressing the 'fraud'. "Fraud would be better." He smiled and looked down at her dressing. She was strange. He noticed. "The kind of sin you've committed..." He paused. "You can only pay it with your life". The whole crowd shook their heads in pity but Zora still counted his words as an empty threat. . Zora Daustram was a human who feared no one and could talk to anyone as long as they weren't God. it was easier for her because she lived in a modern world where everyone was equal but what happens when she wakes up one day and find herself in an entirely new world. A world where everybody wasn't equal and death was like a betting game. What happens when the prince of the most powerful kingdom she appeared into looks like the man who duped her in her modern world and is responsible for her sudden appearance into an historical world she had no clue about. Could death be far from her with her attitude and unwillingness to respect and bow to anyone who wasn't God? . . well, how about we find out?;-)

It’s 2068 and technology was so advanced that human kind had been able to progress and improve life to such an extent that short range teleportation of people and goods were possible. Space travel was still not yet viable due to other planets uninhabitable or inhospitable terrains. There was one event that did change Earth and the way the human race lived. In 2040 scientists discovered the ability to condense mater allowing the ability to teleport things a distance away. With this discovery they also discovered the existence of an alternate dimension which housed a planet similar to earth but with creatures far different yet similar to ours. With this knowledge, a research team was sent to the other side. The mission went sideways, the reason never confirmed. The dimension and it’s beings started to merge with Earth and its technological advancements causing everything to change. Some parts of Earth remained somewhat the same after merging with the alternate dimension causing Earth’s landmass and oceans to increase 4 times in size. Creatures of all kinds become common so also did those who could tame these creatures. This is the story of Ken Lyman and how he will travel the new world with the monsters he catches on his journey.

In attempt to get her toaster after it has been stolen, Aubrey accidentally entangles herself with the highest supernatural beings ever existed~ gods. These gods are dangerous, irrational beings, who have been banished for their sinful and diabolical acts. And they still remain atrocious in their actions when they find out the "missing piece" is hidden inside the body of a 19-year-old college student, Aubrey. This "missing piece" belongs to Kai— the highest god, the pure representation of evil who is incapable of emotions other than anger and grief. He wants to get reunited with his missing piece, which means he'll do anything to get closer to the girl. But his brothers and sisters are determined to hide Aubrey from him, so as to keep the missing piece safe, before Kai gets his hands on her. Things start to go sideways as affection, greed and lust arises among the gods, especially when Kai's half-brother starts to fall in love with Aubrey.

The second version. Agriculture is a very interesting activity. Like the sale of products. Not to mention the cooking, healing cooking. The development of tourism. All this will be in this novel. Perhaps the continuation of the first novel, but not a fact. What is the story about? The story of a graduate student who decided to become a farmer. He sold his apartment and started to run his business with the money he received. Farm, online shop, farm shop. Decided to sell organic food. Who is this guy? Former student of the Faculty of History. His relatives are historians and artisans, scientists. Great-grandfather Farmer. Grandfather - oriental sweets manufacturer. His ancestor ... Dara is the hero of another novel "'Jiang' Magic Coin" ... What happens to him? He finds magic coins that have already become a magic entity, he has an all-powerful system. The main character does not immediately use it ... Why should I care? It is interesting. But not at once. Not from the first pages, there is interesting historical information, there is an understanding of everyday life, traditions, oriental subtleties of doing business. Almost reality but in a fantastic wrapper. Pros - good content, many different historical facts about the Silk Road, Eastern Trade, Household reflections on politics and economics, there are interesting ideas for organizing your own business in tourism and farming. Cons - bad form, that is, the text of the novel is rough, grammar and syntax is lame. There are mistakes. Overall assessment of the story if to be objective: Writing Quality - 2 stars Stability of Updates - 4 stars (3-4 times per week from 500 to 3000 words for one chapter) Story Development - 4 stars Character Design - 3 stars World Background - 3 stars Overall result: Who wants to learn new things about farming and about the world after the Cold War, who is interested in the first place content, can be sure that he/she will not waste his/her time in vain. Whoever likes the good form of the syllable, he/she can immediately leave, having pulled his hat, striking his/her horse sideways with spurs, plunge into the depths of the prairie. Tags - Farming, Cooking, Health, Folk Medicine, Magic, History ----------------------------- This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

“Are you sure about that baby girl?....I don’t have any effect on you? ”He smirked as he came closer. “A…absolutely” I stuttered in denial as I gulped. “Well… let’s see then” He cockedhis head sideways and gave me a smug grin as both his hands pinned me further against the wall. A small whimper escaped my lips as he brought his face closer to mine. Dangerously close… I winced and screwed my eyes shut instinctively as his breath fanned my face. I felt heat creep up my cheeks. He let out a small chuckle underneath his breath,“My touch doesn’t affect you?” His voice echoed in my head,filling it completely. A smirk formed on his face as his hand trailed down to my stomach. I screwed both of my lips together in an attempt to stifle whatever disgraceful sounds that were threatening to come out. "You don't feel anything? Anything at all?" His voice was torturously low. “N..no” I managed to spit out as I felt my stomach tingle in response to his touch. *** Bad girl Olivia Henderson is stuck living with her worst nightmare Alexander Williams. Bad boy extraordinaire and the school’s notorious player who also happens to be the son of her parent’s old time friends and business partners. Will Olivia be able to tolerate living under the same roof with Alex,the one person she despises the most or will his playboy demeanor be too hard for her to handle? In this story we're talking about two crazy people who despise each other, crazy girlfriends, drama and a whole lot of craziness

In a world of myth and legends, a land filled with magic and beast, where swords and kingdoms rule, fantastic adventures awaits everyone who dares to seek for it. Well that's what you would think when you get reincarnated to another world after getting tortured for days ya'know? I was reincarnated into this world after I got tortured after making a bet with a casino owner and things went sideways. Remember kids don't gamble with old suspicious men. This world wasn't as it seemed apparently because the saying "while there is a good side, there is always a dark side awaiting you" cliché I know, but what can you do about it. ------------------------------------------------------------------- This story may take some time to start going because I'm currently trying to figure out how I should take this story. So please forgive me for wasting your time. {cover page is not mine and if you're the owner and want me to take it down I shall}

Chief was a ordinary high school kid who's life goes completely sideways when a zombie apocalypses brakes out. Not only does he have to worry about this outbreak but he quickly finds himself in a underground fight club and more.

With a dazzling personality and a mysterious dark aura, Lucas is someone who fascinates Katherine and she can do nothing other than being inexplicably drawn towards him. But there is something about him. Something he is keeping from her with his clever replies and sarcastic humor. Something that would change everything for Katherine. * * * * * How would you feel if your true identity has always been kept a secret from you? Katherine Grayson was in trouble. A presence is looming over her since her childhood. To add more misery into her already messed up life, a series of unrealistic events leaves her traumatized. Amidst all the chaos, she gets to learn about her true identity. It turns out she is a witch from a very powerful coven. Now a new set of challenges and adventure awaits her. Will she be able to prove her worth? * * * * * •Two chapters everyday(more if author keeps getting powerstones and daily unlocks) •Join rhe discord : https://discord.gg/dwZfFjCn (if the link doesn't work, then try the one in author's bio) •Buy the privelege to enjoy more chapters. Come on, the author dares you (it's real cheap) •The book cover is not owned by the author, it belongs to the original creator * * * * * This book involves fantasy, thriller, suspense and of course romance. We have savage characters, a scaredy-cat, a charming sweet character, King of trolling and a character with God complex. More interesting characters will be introduced as the story progresses. * * * * * Excerpt 1 , ["Nice bracelet." He traced a finger on the bracelet, momentarily touching my skin. The hair on my skin rose and I shuddered under his touch. I immediately drew my hand back. "It looks good on you .... Katherine." He complimented and his enchanting gaze seemed to bewitch me. "Thankyou" I said, without even giving it a second thought. Immediately I wanted to take that 'thankyou' back. Thank you? Of all the things I could have said, "thankyou" was the worst. I didn't want Lucas thinking that I liked his compliment. It didn't take much thinking to realize that he was trouble, and I had enough trouble looming, no need to invite more. "And I prefer Kat." I corrected, realizing that he had called me Katherine earlier. "Why not Katherine?" His gaze looked appraising. "Cause it's boring." I answered and turned towards the chalkboard. "I think it's beautiful." His reply caught me off guard and I turned sideways, he was still staring at me intently, with those dazzling charcoal grey eyes.] * * * * * Excerpt 2, [He shifted in his seat and his eyes met mine. "I believe there's always more to everything than it meets the eye." He was inclining towards me now. "Do you not believe in witches?"  "I don't. . ." I lied. "They only exists in folklores and myths." I added to make my lie more convincing.  I noticed his lips turn into a smile but it faded away the second he looked at me.  "Are you sure?" He raised an eyebrow. "Do things out of blue not elevate your curiousity?"  "They do." I replied. In fact, everything happening lately had my curiosity skyrocketed.  "And have you ever tried to find answers to those questions? If you do find the answers. . ." He leaned in closer. "I bet you won't be disappointed." He was unnecessarily close, his husky voice went straight into my ears.  He shifted back in his seat and put his hands behind his head. There was a smirk plastered on his lips and for some reasons I had a feeling that he had challenged me to some mysterious quest.] * * * * *

*Excerpt* “I’m not going anywhere.” Sky said cutting him off as she gave him a cold, rage-filled smile. The male also smiled back; his grey eyes filled with delight. “Then I challenge you.” He said. Sky pulled her fans from their belt. “Fine. Dain Caellustria is the witness. I’ll get him and meet you at-” “Why go anywhere?” The male asked conversationally as Sky felt air moving above her head. She jumped to her right as a blade of air slammed into the ground. She dodged again as a yellow gray bolt of air flew at her. Left, right, back, down, over, she moved. She knew she couldn’t keep this up though. Unfurling her fans, she ran at him, dodging as she closed the distance. A big, blue-gray cloud appeared in her path and seeing it, Sky hesitated a second too long. One of the smaller darts bit into her left side. She was too angry to feel it, even though it tore deep into her flesh. The cloud started moving for her. As quickly as she could, she spoke the words for the magic shield spell. It exploded into being around her just in time. The cloud hit it and a violent wave of magical energy ricocheted back at the male. He doubled over as it slammed him into the wall. This was her chance! Sky surged forward breaking her shield spell and sliced at him with her fans. He grinned and spun, a sword flashing into existence in his hand. Hastily, Sky twisted to the side. The male’s thrust went past her. He swung sideways at her. Sky blocked with her right fan while she struck for his neck with her left. She felt a pop in her right wrist as the male jerked back out of her reach. Spinning forward with her fan blades out, Sky pressed him back. She kept up a furious string of attacks but everyone she made he countered at the last second. Then she realized it. He was toying with her. Seeing the expression on her face change, the male smiled and began attacking in earnest. It was all Sky could do to block. As she spun to the left to avoid his sword, a dagger that she hadn’t seen traced fire down her back as it cut her deeply. Sky staggered panting as she tried to catch her breath. “You know, you’re pretty good.” The male jeered. Sky looked at him. He was smiling again but it didn’t reach his eyes. They looked like death. “You’re just no match for me...

*blank white synopsis box* A poorly dressed man with torn clothes and bruises enters the Synopsis screen from the left side of screen, crouching hiding from someone. He is afraid and has wounds all over him with blood dripping from them. Seeing no one he knocks on your screen. *knock, knock* "Hey Reader, I am the author of this book. I know you have many questions looking at my condition, but I hardly got the time to explain them. Now listen what I got to say before that evil good-for-nothing comes searching for me. At first, I was also a reader like you reading books peacefully, but I got tired of those books with leads acting like 'Holier Than Thou' attitude, so I decided to write this book about real attitude of the Cultivators. The real face behind those plastic smiling faces. But this move went wrong and it all turned bad, real bad. At first it was all OK, he like most people out here awakened his 'Spiritual Beast' and set on his path of cultivation. But soon it turned wrong. He started Looting, Pillaging, Snatching all the things he wanted. Murder, Rapes, Slaughter followed turning him into an totally evil guy. Seeing this I tried to erase him, but before I could do it, he came after me. Not only did he stop me from deleting, he tried to abduct me to continue writing his story but I escaped. Now I am running from him, trying to tell all those I could before he..... SH*T, I GOT TO GO..." Suddenly the author jumps sideways as huge lightning arc falls at the spot where he was standing, missing him by an inch. Another lightning arc falls as author dodges it again. Author runs to exit from right side of screen. . . . . A man enters the screen riding on his flying sword, wearing black cultivator clothes. His one hand behind his back while the other charging lightning sending out one arc after another Suddenly he stops, looks at you (reader) and speaks, "You must think I am a bad guy. A villain eh? No, No, No....." *points to himself* "Super Villain" "If You Think You Are Bad, Than I Am Your Dad" ------------------ This is my first ever story and English is not my main language so mind the grammar please. The picture is taken from web and has the name of story written. You can make a cover if you like.. [STORY IS ON HOLD]

Great Men Academy is an realistic BL(boylove/MLM). It's a story about how an troubled youth doubts his love becoming a reality because of his physical and mental setbacks. He also deals with family issues as well as an bully. When an magical creature decides to help this young teen with a wish,things becomes sideways but he decides to use this upon his favor. Will he gain his love or will is life become into a forbidden hope.

The heart is surging, infinite fantasy, swinging a thousand waves in the wind, and the youth is undefeated and hot-blooded!

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?"

Kai was the Harem Overlord, the owner of the universe's best harem. But the most powerful people in the universe killed his harem and sealed his cultivation. But they didn't know that the supposedly destroyed Harem wish still existed. Kai had used the wish to reincarnate himself and his lovers. But a curse also came with the wish in a pack. So as a bonus, Kai also cursed those men so that they will be killed by him and his lovers. But things went sideways as Kai somehow crash-landed on the mortal cultivation world, alone. His harem was spread out in the universe and Kai would have to find them. Follow him as he searches for his harem while trying to obtain their revenge. *** Read this if you like harem! Note- Please binge read the first 40 chapters since there are badly written (I was a newbie back then). Also, once you make it to the end of the 1st volume, I promise you won't regret reading this. https://discord.gg/TXwtUHQfnf. Join the server for character images. - No r*pe, no netorare, only a little netori and wife stealing.

Cheng Weiyue first met Zhao Hanchen at her father's retirement banquet. Her father, intoxicated, clapped the man's shoulder and called her by her nickname, "Ningning, this is Daddy’s most proud student." Upon hearing this, Zhao Hanchen chuckled lightly, his narrow eyes carefree and easygoing, causing the heart of the eighteen-year-old girl to flutter as she looked down. Latter on, in a bustling market, the man praised by all choked a gorgeous woman in a dim corner, feeding her a puff of smoke from his mouth. He glanced sideways at her, speaking slowly and with a smile, "Ningning?" The heart flutter was inevitable. But the prodigal son did not return, and the breakup was not pretty. On the day of the breakup, Beijing University’s beauty Cheng Weiyue, in front of all onlookers, slapped young master Zhao twice, while the latter turned his face away and did not move for a long while. Nobody knew that in the low-profile business car, Zhou Family’s most upright and mannerly Family Head, the legendary Zhou Jingwei from the legal world, gripped the young girl’s delicate chin and kissed her fiercely. After a while, he brushed away the tears at the corner of her eyes with his fingertip, his dignified and cultured face gentle as he spoke, "Have you had your fun?" ... Cheng Weiyue had seen Zhou Jingwei at his most tender. On the first day of the Lunar New Year with heavy snow, at Ling'an Temple in Jingcheng amidst the feathery snow-covered world, teeming with people and swirling with incense smoke, she went to seek a Marriage Charm for herself and Zhao Hanchen. Until Zhou Jingwei walked against the crowd towards her, stuffing the Marriage Charm into her hand, "What you wish for may not always be granted." He paused, then added, "Ningning, when you’re done playing, come back." The Buddha says that turning back is the shore, and on that day Cheng Weiyue looked back again and again only to see Zhou Jingwei standing behind her, amidst the vast crowd, his gaze firmly on her. The Buddha truly never spoke deceptively.

Mae's life has been turned sideways as she tries to find the answer with her long distance friend.

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling