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Lisa, a young woman betrayed by love, finds solace in sarcasm and cheap whiskey—until one rainy night, a mysterious best-selling novel literally pulls her in. When she wakes up, she’s no longer Lisa... but Selène Montclair, the elegant fiancée of the novel’s cold and perfect male lead: Cassian Vellmont. The twist? Lisa didn’t fall into a fairy tale. She fell into a story that was never meant to be rewritten—until now. Armed with zero noble manners, a sharp tongue, and absolutely no interest in being Cassian’s obedient bride, Lisa decides one thing: “If I’m stuck here... then I’m stealing the damn plot.” Now, the characters begin to behave out of script. Cassian starts questioning everything. The real author might be watching. And Lisa? She’s about to teach a whole fictional kingdom what happens when a woman with nothing to lose rewrites the rules of love.

An Imperial Scholar by day. An assassin by night. The World of Cultivation has changed. Elemental Mancers. Flux Mancers. Spirit Mancers. Soul Mancers. Raining down fire and splitting oceans. Destroying mountains with a single stomp and calming skies with a glance. Controlling the tides of Karma, while wielding the souls of others like a puppeteer tugging on the Lines of Fate. The most mysterious of them all were Spirit Mancers, a truth that Theron was more than intimately familiar with. Due to one's Tribulation, his life was turned upside down. His family, his rage, his somber sadness becoming nothing more than Bad Karma's fuel for a madman. He was once a gentle young man, a non-combative Water Mancer who wanted nothing more than to read his novels to the sound of the rain and one day become an Imperial Scholar. But now... Everything had changed. He donned a cloak in the silent night as the clouds above gathered. Pulling its hood over his chilling blue eyes, he stalked off into the darkness. The first droplets fell. He would become the nightmare of his enemies, the blade hidden in the shadows of Heaven's tears. The River of the Night.

In a city that never sleeps — and never dreams — a series of mysterious murders begins to unfold. No witnesses. No fingerprints. No clues. Only one sign left behind: the number 17. Detective Soren Blackwell, known for his cold logic and piercing eyes, is assigned to the case. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes… the truth is watching him, too.

The Unseen: The Bride of the Night Synopsis: On the morning of her forced wedding, eighteen-year-old Asiya runs—not toward freedom, but into the waiting jaws of something ancient. Fleeing her father’s control and the ghosts of a past no one believes, she finds herself drawn to a mansion that shouldn’t exist—a place that breathes, remembers, and chooses its own inhabitants. Inside, she meets Rael: a cursed vampire-jinn prince bound to a dying house, abandoned by a runaway bride, and days away from losing his power forever. Desperate to survive, Rael offers Asiya a deal: marry him by contract, and he’ll protect her from the life she left behind. But this house doesn’t just shelter secrets—it feeds on them. Asiya begins to lose her memories. Whispers echo through the halls. And the bride who fled before her may not have escaped at all. As the house wakes, pulsing with wrath and longing, Asiya must unravel a century-old betrayal—and decide whether she’s a sacrifice, a savior, or something far more dangerous. Because in this house, nothing stays buried. And no bride walks away unchanged.

"Sometimes, the people who love you the most… disappear without warning." Sarita was born in a small village after her parents lost two children. To her father, she was not just a daughter — she was a miracle. Raised in poverty but filled with dreams, Sarita shared an unbreakable bond with her father, who stood by her through every challenge. But one day, everything changed. Her father left home for work… and never returned. With no call, no message, and no explanation — silence became her new reality. As secrets begin to unravel and shadows of the past come closer, Sarita must navigate a cruel world where pain, betrayal, and survival become part of her journey. From her peaceful childhood to a marriage filled with suffering — this is the emotional story of a girl who refused to break, no matter what life took from her. •Based on real-life events. •Updated 2–3 times per week. •A raw, heart-touching journey of love, loss, and strength.

She killed on stage… and the curtains never closed. Lilith never wanted the spotlight. But when a blade found its way into her hand during the academy’s grandest theater performance, and blood painted the stage red, the world saw her for what she truly was. Or… what they forced her to become. Now transported into a realm that feels more like a cruel joke than a second chance, Lilith finds herself under the watchful eyes of a cold knight commander and a golden emperor with secrets far darker than their crowns. In this twisted fantasy where survival is a performance and everyone wears a mask, Lilith must decide: Will she play the role of a pawn? Or write her own bloody script?

An unexpected journey took a group of university students into a secret room from which, upon returning, they began to disappear one by one. In order to unravel the mystery, they joined forces, traversing heaven and earth, diving deep into seas, crossing the farthest corners of the world, and even daring to time travel, only to find that behind each puzzle lay yet another.

The Story of friends having vacation in the forest but one challenge made by themselves, made them lose their two friend. But then, one girl from the group went back to that forest in search for them after year, will she find any clue? or she'll be in danger too? The night is dark enough to change their fate. -------------------------------------------------- "don't waste your diamonds like that baby" "i hate you" "the vengeance has begun" "i will take what's mine"

Evans Diamond vivait une vie insouciante et ne manquant de rien. Jusqu'au jour où il fut au courant du secret sombre de ses parents. Une sorte de secte vouant un culte à des ombres maléfiques. Il fut soumis de force à ce culte en me transformant en ombre. Mais il réussi à garder une part humaine et devint un être mi-humain, mi-ombre. Chaque nuit il doit survivre et échapper à ces ombres qui le surveillent le jour et l'attaque la nuit, bien décider à faire de lui l'un des leurs........

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.

When you think everything is fine, everything is perfect but at some point everything turns upside down. Just one night changes everything and everyone tells you that you are not YOU. You see that you just do not exist. What will you do next? How long will you last until you forget who you are too?

Peninah Hartglow awakens in a royal estate with no memory of who she is or how she got there. The world around her knows her only as Iris Tahenna, a noblewoman feared for her coldness and power. Struggling to make sense of her new reality, Peninah assumes the identity of Iris, navigating palace life among knights, maids, and courtiers who expect her to play a role she doesn’t understand. As she uncovers fragments of Iris’s life—letters, whispers, and rumors—Peninah begins to question whether she is truly an imposter or if she once lived this life and chose to forget it. Amid growing political intrigue and a mysterious connection to a knight named William, she discovers that the royal estate hides secrets bound to a magical book. Now trapped in a world shaped by her forgotten words, Peninah must unravel the truth of her identity, confront the consequences of the story she created, and decide whether to rewrite fate—or become the villainess history remembers.

Jill Andrew, a young woman in her early twenties, sleeps soundly in her bedroom. For months, she has been haunted by disturbing dreams that blur the boundary between fiction and reality. When she awakens, traces of those dreams remain, leaving her bewildered and terrified. Jill Andrew grew up as a lonely child. Her parents were rarely present, as they frequently travelled. In their absence, she was looked after by the housekeeper, Anna Cole, whom she learnt to see as a mother figure. Anna was the only constant in her life, as her parents were often absent. Her mother, Sharon Andrew, greets her with a warm smile this morning. On a rare day off to honour their long-lost mother-daughter bond, Jill appreciates the comfort and enjoys the normalcy of the situation. But beneath her cheery face lies a deep worry, a secret she can't even confess to herself: she hasn't had her period in months. The next day, Jill confides in her best friend, Alice Thompson, who encourages her to consult a doctor. The truth that follows is more horrifying than either of them could have imagined: Jill is three months pregnant despite having never had a sexual encounter. Medical tests confirm the unbelievable, throwing Jill into a tailspin of disbelief. Even Alice, her ever-rational buddy, finds it difficult to comprehend. As Jill's bewilderment worsens, her dreams become more unsettling. One night, she awakens in her bedroom to discover Larry, a mysterious and frightening being, sitting calmly at the foot of her bed. He claims to be the father of her unborn child, a being stranded between worlds who uses her body as a portal to return to Earth. His terrifying words reverberate in her mind: "I live in you now." Jill is left on the verge of a nightmare, unable to awaken from the horrors unfolding in her life. As she struggles with the reality, she must face the terrifying prospect that her pregnancy is the consequence of something far more sinister and beyond her control. In a world where reality shifts, Jill is compelled to reexamine everything she thought she knew, including herself. Can she evade this unseen influence or become a vessel for something unspoken? As the line between dream and reality blurs, the answers lie in the shadows, waiting to be discovered.

Lynette thought it was the end. Broken by years of regret, loneliness, and unspoken pain, she made a final choice, falling from the rooftop with only one wish on her lips, “If I could go back.” But death wasn’t the end. She wakes up to find herself sixteen again, surrounded by the people she had lost, her warm-hearted mother, her doting grandparents, her innocent little sister, and even her childhood dog. At first, she believes it’s a final illusion before fading away, but everything feels too real, the scent of rice pudding, the sound of her mother’s voice, the weight of her teenage body. Somehow… she is been given a second chance. Haunted by a life full of regret. Determined to change everything, she vows to protect her mother, reclaim her happiness, and never repeat the mistakes that once destroyed her. With a heart full of determination, she chooses to walk a new path, starting with joining the church she once rejected and making peace with the people she had left behind, including her best friend and a mysterious boy from her past, Rowan, who seems both distant and silently drawn to her. But changing the fate is never simple. Second chances came with old wounds, forgotten promises, and unexpected feelings. As Lynette steps into the chaos of teenage life once more, with a mind older than her and a heart heavy with memory, she must fight to rewrite her story before it's too late. In this emotional, hope-filled journey, Lynette must learn to live without regret… and finally become the person she was always meant to be.

I still remember her name... But to me, she’ll always be Satsuki. We laughed. She cried. And one day, she stopped coming to school. Was it just regret? Or something more?

When humanity teetered on the brink of extinction at the hands of the strongest Demon King, Four Humans were chosen by the Gods to help them liberate the world from his tyranny. Yet, "the world" is no simple tale of black and white—its truths are painted in shades of grey. Betrayed by his own people, the Demon King falls, only to be reborn in a new life. Fuelled by vengeance, he seeks to reclaim his throne and punish those who wronged him. But will he ever be able to change his fate—a fate that takes everything from him, no matter how many times he tries?

The safest person, perhaps the dangerous person

Clare has always been the girl who kept her heart—and her body—guarded. At 18, she’s known for her faith, her purity, and her refusal to fall prey to the reckless pressures of high school life in suburban America. But everything changes on the night of the school’s homecoming party. Enter Lucien: the mysterious, magnetic new boy whose charm and talent on the football field quickly make him the center of attention. While every girl falls for his allure, Clare is the only one who resists—until peer pressure and loneliness push her to let her guard down just once. That single night of surrender unlocks a darkness neither of them could have imagined. Lucien is no ordinary boy—he carries a curse from the underworld. When Clare and Lucien cross the line, Clare unknowingly becomes a vessel, inheriting a terrifying power that twists her world upside down. Soon, Clare’s life spirals out of control. She experiences vivid, uncontrollable dreams, and every encounter becomes a trap—those who come close to her become obsessed, possessed, and transformed into carriers of the same dark force. What started as one reckless night evolves into a supernatural epidemic of lust, addiction, and demonic possession that threatens to consume her school, her friends, and her very soul. In a battle between temptation and redemption, Clare must navigate a treacherous path—where every choice comes with a price, and every night could be her last. Will she find the strength to break free from the darkness, or will she become the queen of a new underworld? Just A Night is a gripping, spiritual thriller that explores the deadly consequences of peer pressure, the power of sin, and the fight for salvation in a world where the lines between good and evil blur.

We follow our main character Detective George Bellmont on his journey to find the missing Doctor. There will be many dead ends and twist's to find out what happened to Doctor Bellmont.

"The Lost Soul: She, A Girl" is about a girl. She was a cheerful girl but now she is very quiet. She used to be a girl who always lived in the moment of her life but now she doesn't even bother to smile. Yes, her name is Natashah Jane Fernandez. She is a 16 year old girl. She is going to start a new journey of her life in china. She is half philippino and chinese. She is going to stay here with her mom. Because of the divorce of their parents(cause: her elder brother died). Soon going to start her study in Beijing School and High-School. So, what will happen next?? why is she like this?

The story explores the intricate and ambiguous relationship between Natalie, a elite New York businesswoman, and Chloe, an escort at an upscale club. Natalie, born into wealth and success, carries herself with an air of reserved detachment. Chloe, effortlessly alluring, possesses an unexpected sincerity that sets her apart. Their first encounter at the club begins as a transactional arrangement—money for companionship. But what starts as a physical exchange gradually deepens into something more volatile: a tangled game of affection and calculation, where genuine emotion and hidden agendas collide.

Jin was still sleeping peacefully…she walked up to him .looking at his peaceful face . She was captivated again ….she was about to touch his face when she hesitated as she didn't want to wake him not knowing he was already awake. She was about to go when her wrist was pulled making her fall on the huge bed . "Y…yo…you …what are you doing ?"Mian asked . " shhhh" Jin shushed her with his eyes half closed . She was about to get off the bed when her waist was pulled back . " How was your meet up yesterday? " he asked smiling behind her neck . Mian was trying to focused " it went well" she said . " can I have a morning kiss ? " Jin asked " wash up first …" she said smiling . " so ..if I wash up ..will I get a kiss ?" Jin asked Mian nodded . He quickly went to wash up and came back he didn't even button up his robe . Mian was still waiting as he told her to wait for him. She was standing looking at a picture that pop on his phone wallpaper when a message was sent to him . It was a picture of him and his mom smiling . " He looks so much like his mom " she thought and smiled . When Jin popped behind her and snaked his hands around her waist. She was startled . " I ..I .. wasn't peeping into your phone …the picture on it just captivated me …" she said . " I didn't ask you to explain …it's fine " Jin said smiling . " where's your mom? " Mian asked him " she's in the Uk …if you are eager to see her …she might visit soon ." he said smiling . " Now where's my kiss? " Jin asked shamelessly. Mian turned to look at him …she looked at him from head to toe .he didn't button up his robe revealing his chest . " Dont be a lazy boy and put on some cloths " she said pushing him to his closet . Jin reacted when he was called a boy . " boy??" He turned and looked at her make Mian startled . " say that again " he said taking steps forward and making her step backwards. Mian who noticed he was triggered….and wanted to tease him . She kept a distance between them " I said don't be a lazy boy …." She couldn't finish her words when Jin pulled her to himself and carried her to sit on the mirror counter . He looked and smiled as he loved the way she was getting comfortable around him . He leaned in on her " call me a boy again " he said as he leaned closely . " what ? " she said smiling and held the collar of his robe with her face flushed ….because of his revealing chest. " aren't you a bo…" she couldn't finish when he kissed her as if he was reading her lips to just say the word "boy". She didn't push him away …as he kissed her . He felt her surrender as she snaked her arms around his neck …he took this opportunity to kiss her to his heart content . He wasn't comfortable as her knee were as if they were pushing him away . His placed his hands on her thighs …but she didn't resist as he opened the space between her legs and fit himself in while holding her waist still kissing her . He gripped her thighs firmly, guiding her legs up and wrapping them snugly around his waist. The soft friction of her skin against his sent a delicious jolt through his spine. His mouth was already on hers—fevered, insistent, like he was trying to memorize the taste of her. Mian gasped softly into the kiss, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt, crumpling it between her fists. Her eyes fluttered shut as she melted into him.