Annabeth Flustered

In a world where power is claimed by bloodlines and politics, Meiying, a fierce and skilled warrior, returns home after years of hidden training to find her family gone and her homeland in ruins. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng during a deadly ambush. Unbeknownst to her, this act binds her fate to his, revealing a powerful, untapped secret within herself—the rare ability to manipulate life force, a gift once wielded by the protectors of the throne. But as the Emperor’s desperate deal with a demon curses Cheng’s life and the empire’s stability, Meiying finds herself entangled in a battle far larger than personal revenge. With dark forces and political conspiracies threatening to destroy everything, Meiying must come to terms with her newfound powers and decide where her loyalty lies. Can Meiying, a warrior defined by strength become the key to breaking the curse and saving an empire in peril? As the prince fights for his destiny, will her path of vengeance lead to destruction—or will it be the salvation they both need? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

[Dual POV story] At 25, Fuyumi Haruno's love life has been nonexistent since high school, with fleeting crushes and no real connections. Now working as an editorial assistant at a publishing company, she spends her days lost in books and comics. One Sunday, while browsing the bookstore, she encounters a man—one of the cutest she’s ever seen. Their brief exchange about manga leaves her flustered, and she regrets not saying more when he walks away, unsure if she’ll ever see him again. Hirono Matsumoto, 28, hasn’t been in love since his first high school relationship and now lives a quiet life, spending his weekends with friends and his weekdays working as a software developer. During a routine trip to the bookstore, he notices a girl intently studying manga. After offering his opinion on one of the books, he worries he rambled too much and might’ve scared her off. He leaves wondering if their paths will cross again—or if it was just a fleeting moment. As Fuyumi and Hirono continue to cross paths, the spark between them is undeniable, but neither quite knows how to handle it. Their accidental meetings are filled with that awkward charm—neither oblivious to the tension, but both unsure how to navigate it. Fuyumi hasn’t felt this way in years, and Hirono is just as out of practice. Still, with each shy smile and hesitant word, the connection grows, and though neither of them knows exactly where this will lead, they can’t help but laugh at how awkward, yet undeniably sweet, their encounters have become.

A 24-year-old woman traveled to the novel world due to a plane crash. She takes over the body of a cannon fodder who bears the same name as her. She traveled to a time when everything was scarce. The moment she opened her eyes, she was told that in two months, she would marry a lame man. Flustered girl : "Why didn't anyone tell me that my fiancé is so good-looking?" Proud fiancé : "Baby, I'm glad you like my face and body. Shall I warm your bed now?" Confused girl : "Didn't they say you are a cripple? How can you move so vigorously?" Vigorous husband : "Where did you hear such rumors? It seems that I need to prove myself to you." Shy girl : "So shameless..."

"Ah, Young Master, Cassius?...I'm afraid you'll be dissapointed to hear that he's not available at the moment as he's 'attending' to his adopted mother in her room." Cassius's lovely maid, Isabelle said in a fluster while she heard lewd sounds escape from her Mistress's room. "No, I'm sorry to say that you can't meet Young Master today, since he's 'helping out' his sister-in-law with some 'favours' in her garden." The innocent Isabelle excused herself as she witnessed her lady's flower being picked, instead of the rest of the flowers in the garden. "I hate to say this sir but Young Master, Cassius is currently guiding Miss Knight in the 'ways of the sword', so you can probably only meet him tomorrow." Isabelle once again blocked the guests from entering, knowing that the sword her Young Master was handling could penetrate a body, but could never wound one. "I apologise once again as Young Master is at the Capital right now teaching a class to the female students in the Academy." Isabelle said with her cheeks flushed, already knowing that her master was taking a very 'practical' lesson about human reproduction with the girls in his class. "Oh my! The King wants to meet the Young Master?...Well I guess he'll have to wait since Young Master, Cassius has gone clothes shopping with the Queen." Isabelle lied to the King himself, knowing that her Young Master wasn't shopping for clothes and was actually removing the royal clothes off the Mother of the Country. Excuses...Excuses...The loyal maid, Isabelle had no choice but to make excuses for her Young Master, who was the most talked about and hated noble on the Continent because of his depraved escapades with all sorts of woman ranging from his own Family to Royalty itself and his Tyranical rule over his estate. And to think that not too long ago he was considered a wastrel noble, who was going to drink himself to death one day. ...When did it all begin she wondered as she excitedly walked into his room to get the reward she deserved for being such a loyal made, while someone else made excuses for her this time. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - No unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - Hardcore Netori - Slice of Life Romance - Demigirls - Elves - Vampires - Beast Girls - Slaves - Royalty - Finally a very competent protagonist]

Minami has always been painfully aware of her appearance. With her wild hair, rough features, and a face that makes people turn away, she has long accepted her title as "the ugly sister." It doesn’t help that her older brother, Kazuya, is the complete opposite—tall, effortlessly handsome, and admired by everyone. But if there’s one thing Minami hates more than her reflection, it’s Kazuya’s teasing. What starts as his usual playful torment takes an unexpected turn one night when he kisses her on the cheek, claiming she’s not ugly in his eyes. Flustered and determined to forget, Minami brushes it off as just another of his tricks. But Kazuya doesn't let go so easily. With every passing day, his teasing grows more relentless, his words more affectionate, and his actions dangerously close to something she can’t ignore. As Minami struggles to understand his intentions—and her own heart—she begins to question everything she believed about herself. Could Kazuya really see something beautiful in her that no one else does? Or is this just another cruel game she’s destined to lose? A story of self-worth, love, and the thin line between playful teasing and something much deeper.

In a charming small town, Mani and his towering, affectionate minotaur wife, Mocha, run a bustling café that’s as warm and inviting as their love for each other. Balancing their daily lives, they face everything from quirky customers and fierce business rivals to unexpected adventures and tender moments. Mocha’s towering frame and mischievous teasing often leave Mani flustered, but her unwavering love and care for him create a bond stronger than any challenge. Whether they’re navigating holidays, tackling home projects, or simply enjoying quiet nights together, their days are filled with laughter, love, and the occasional bit of fan-service chaos. From heartwarming acts of devotion to playful antics, their story celebrates the beauty of an unconventional relationship and the magic of finding true partnership. In this lighthearted and romantic slice-of-life tale, Mani and Mocha prove that love comes in all shapes, sizes, and flavors—just like the drinks at their café. [3-4 chapters a week]

What happens when a girl gets sucked into a game, becomes the villainess and accidentally interests the heroine when they're young? Siyeon gets sucked into an Otome game after a long day at work! She reincarnates into the 8-year-old villainess, Amethyst, and tries to fix things ASAP! But, what happens when she accidentally helps the heroine when shes in a hard position and the heroine becomes obsessed with her? Siyeon attempts to avoid the heroine at all times! But the cute and persistent heroine won't give up and ignores all the love interests just for Siyeon. Siyeon needs to do something about this immediately! "Ame~ Marry me!" Felicity said with a large smile on her slightly sun-tanned face, her eyes shone in such a blue radiance that Amethyst almost hesitated to reject this proposal for nearly the thousandth time "Eh?" Amethyst said with a confused tone in her voice, as if it's been the first time shes heard this, "I thought we already were though?" Amethyst said casually, looking down at the pale hand holding on tightly to her newly-sewn dress. A sigh escaped from the young girl's mouth, blonde hair intertwining with her fingers as she spun it around, letting go of Amethyst, "You don't get me...do you? I mean, I knew you were dense, but not this dense." Felicity jumped back, turning around like a disappointed father finding out you've been watching porn...And you're 10 years old. "Let's get married. For real, this time." Felicity said, turning her head around and leaving a flustered yet tired Amethyst wondering how to get out of this situation this time. -Yuri/GL -Author is a minor!!! Please refrain from inappropriate comments -First 'official' story -Only second story Author(me) wrote -Slight Smutt(?) Sister is hungry for power stones and votes!!! Feed me!!!

Usagi-chan is shy, soft, and easily flustered. Okami-kun is the complete opposite—bold, shameless, and always teasing her just to see her blush. For two years, he has chased her, adored her, and pushed her limits—always stopping before she pulled away. But now, things are different. They’ve moved in together. No more curfews. No more goodnight texts. Just the two of them, alone, under one roof. For Usagi, it’s exciting—terrifying, even. Because she knows Okami too well. His patience? Paper-thin. His hunger? Endless. And the way he looks at her now… How long before her wolf finally catches his bunny?

After a tragic accident claimed the lives of his parents, Rentaro Mizuno — a 16 year old boy suffered countless hardships before he finally accepted his fate. However when he thought he had finally found peace in the storm that flustered his mind, an unexpected event claimed his life. He found himself transmigrated along with four of his classmates into a novel as a no-name character that never appeared in it. An Extra. Unable to awaken a talent, he was branded as 'Talentless' and abandoned by his teammates. However, moments before his death, fate had other plans of it's own. [Ding! You have fulfilled the conditions for a second awakening!] [Ding! You have gained the status of a player!] [Ding! You have defeated the Primordial Demon General!] [Ding! You have obtained a new summoning!] [Ding! You have tamed the Dragon God!] [Ding! You have gained a new title!] [Synchronization... 100%] Armed with the power of the primordial dragons, He took on this world only to discover that to survive the fate that awaited humanity, he needed the power to change his own fate. ______________________________ [A/N: A bit fast paced, WPC October entry. Chapter Updates Frequency: 1 Daily, will increase as the book progresses. 50 PS= 1 Bonus Chapter 100 PS= 2 Bonus Chapters

Zade Krinson is a talented young businessman. Although he is only nearly 30 years old, he owns a large real estate company with many branches. Lee Seungmin is his contract husband. Of course, he has no feelings for this contract husband and is often cold to Lee Seungmin, however Lee Seungmin is always devoted to his family and he is still faithful to his husband* Zade has a little lover, her name is Laura Vance, she is pretty and always acts cute but in fact she is a scheming and cunning person, she often has affairs with many other men behind Zade's back. Even so, Zade didn't know that and still hung out with her ... Today Lee Seungmin brought lunch to the company for Zade as usual, when he was walking to his office, he bumped into Zade's little lover, she wouldn't let him go and wouldn't accept Lee Seungmin's apology. Laura made cruel sarcastic remarks to Lee Seungmin and even insulted Lee Seungmin, not stopping there, she threw the food that Lee Seungmin had painstakingly prepared for his husband to the ground and stomped on it When she heard Zade's footsteps approaching, Laura slapped herself in the face and cried, pretending to be the victim. When Zade came closer and saw this, he didn't seem to listen to Lee Seungmin's explanation and slapped Lee Seungmin hard in the face. “Ahh..oush..!” my tears fall a little Zade Krinson rushed over, his expression darkening when he saw Laura crying and Lee Seungmin on the ground. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and delivered a harsh slap across Lee Seungmin's tear-stained cheek. "What the hell is going on here?" Zade demanded, his voice low and dangerous. He glared down at Lee Seungmin, who was now clutching his reddened cheek, fresh tears spilling from his eyes. "I don't want to hear any excuses. You've gone too far this time." Laura sobbed loudly, burying her face against Zade's chest as if seeking comfort. "Oh Zade, darling! This...this man attacked me out of nowhere! I was just minding my own business when he shoved me to the ground!" “But..but..I dont do that…” i look at the Laura and Zake Zade scoffed, wrapping an arm around Laura protectively as she continued to sniffle dramatically. "Don't give me that bullshit. I saw what happened with my own eyes." His gaze hardened, fixing Lee Seungmin with a icy glare. "You're nothing but a pathetic liar. I should fire you on the spot for assaulting someone in my building." Laura peered up at Zade through watery eyes, her lower lip trembling. "Please don't be mad at me, baby. I'm sorry for causing trouble..." She trailed off, letting out another pitiful whimper. Zade sighed heavily, shaking his head. "It's fine, sweetheart. Don't worry about it." He glanced back at Lee Seungmin, who was still sitting on the floor looking utterly defeated. W-what..? Baby and sweetheart..? shocked “U..u..u are cheating on me..?” Zade's eyes widened slightly at Lee Seungmin's shocked accusation. For a moment, he seemed taken aback, his brows furrowing together in confusion. Then, realization dawned on his face and he let out a harsh bark of laughter. "Cheating? On you?" He shook his head slowly, his lips curling into a mocking smirk. "Don't flatter yourself, Lee. We may be married on paper, but we both know it means nothing more than a convenient arrangement." Laura shifted uncomfortably beside him, her earlier bravado faltering under the weight of Lee Seungmin's devastated expression. She bit her lip, glancing away guiltily. Zade, however, remained unfazed. He took a step closer to Lee Seungmin, looming over the smaller man with a cold, imperious air. i flustered sigh “Oh..” i throw ur lunch on the floor and walk away while crying

Lin Xiao, the primordial Starforge Sovereign and creator of the Nine Heavens, is done with eternal divinity. Bored of cosmic responsibilities, she seals her godhood into a jade hairpin and crashes into the modern mortal world for a millennium-long vacation. Now posing as a “delicate, porcelain-doll idol” in the Captial, she’s embraced her new life of absurd stardom—eating spicy hotpot, being mischievous on social media, and reducing every villain’s grand scheme into a slapstick punchline. But immortality is so last eon. When rogue cultivators, jealous influencers, and a certain flustered CEO mistake her fragile façade for weakness, Zhiyao unleashes her divine shenanigans with glee.

[Mommy Villainess (The Lady with the Crab Mallet)] *** [Original book cover. Artwork by Artist Michiro for WN Author sola_cola.] *** In Tilly's past life, she was a villainess who neglected her husband and son for power. Then, the "real woman of the prophecy" came and took them away from her. When she failed to seize the throne for herself, she was executed for all the crimes she committed. Then, came her rebirth. She wants to meet her son again so she vowed to be a good person this time. Good enough to seduce Captain Kiho--- her husband in her past life. But soon, she realized that flirting with the captain is the least of her worry. After all, she discovered that her "evilness" in the past was caused by the true villain--- someone who wanted her dead to steal the special power that she didn't know she possessed. Power that has something to do with the Four Ancient Beasts of the Moonchester Empire: The Red Phoenix, the Blue Dragon, the Golden Tiger, and The Black Serpent. Apparently, she's the Beast Priestess... ... and her lineage isn't supposed to exist anymore. Because of her blood, there are people who want her gone. So now, aside from having a happy life with Kiho and their son, she has a new goal: to burn down the b*tches who want to ruin her family again. *** [EXCERPT] *** [‘Why am I so horny tonight?’] Tilly thought to herself while sucking the crab leg suggestively. And then, she noticed that Captain Kiho gulped while staring at her mouth. [‘Ah, I’m not the only who’s hot and bothered here.’] She didn’t know if it was the alcohol in her system or her desperation to have a child… … but she suddenly felt like flirting with him. They were bound to get married and have a child together anyway. “Captain,” said Tilly as soon as she pulled the crab leg out of her mouth. “I can clearly see that we’re both attracted to each other. Shall we spend the night together?” Kiho remained pokerfaced but she saw panic cross his now glowing yellowish eyes. Ah, the captain was flustered. “My lady, you seem to be really drunk.” She walked towards him and when he didn’t move an inch, she stood in front of him and looked up at him with a grin. “Captain, are you the type of man who will only sleep with his betrothed?” “That seems to be the case, my lady.” He said that as if he was forcing the words out of his mouth. Plus, she could see in his eyes that he was conflicted– that it was hard for him to reject her. [‘Aw, I didn’t know that I have this kind of effect on my ex-husband.’] Or perhaps she just didn’t pay attention in the past. “Captain, I have a solution to your problem,” said Tilly in a playful voice. Then, she stood on her toes and whispered in Kiho’s ear. “Let’s get married.”

Annabeth, 23, known far and wide as The Mistress of Despair, has a well-earned reputation for ruthlessness, ambition, and a flair for theatrics. But even she isn't prepared when a strange, infuriatingly powerful boy suddenly appears in her home and—without so much as a dramatic monologue—utterly crushes her. Death is supposed to be the end, but not for Annabeth. Instead, she’s yanked back to her first breath, forced to relive her cursed life from the very beginning. Her mother? Mysteriously dead during childbirth. Her father? Poisoned by a scheming wife before Annabeth even loses her baby teeth. The only constants in her life are her overpowered, possibly psychopathic uncle and the haunting certainty of her own downfall. Rather than reflect, repent, or pursue a quiet life, Annabeth decides on a simpler solution: become even more terrifying. After all, absolute power should be enough to defeat anyone, even the mysterious man who keeps showing up to kill her. Right? Right? Every plan, every spell, every life leads to the same humiliating conclusion: defeat, rebirth, repeat. It’s enough to give even The Mistress of Despair an existential crisis. When a runaway slave crosses her path, offering her a glimpse of happiness and hope, Annabeth begins to wonder if redemption—or even escape—is possible. But her past isn't done with her, and every rebirth tightens the chains that bind her to an unending cycle of torment. Can Annabeth break free, or is she doomed to be the architect of her own misery forever? ************************************************************************************* "If you’re going to make an entrance, make it unforgettable." "And if you can’t manage unforgettable, at least go for dramatic." ************************************************************************************* Given her past, Annabeth calling someone else a witch—or worse, a b*tch—was laughably hypocritical. But honestly, what's a little hypocrisy from someone who once killed children just to avoid the inconvenience of them growing up and seeking revenge for their dead parents? ************************************************************************************* "I’m a skinny guy—I can’t handle the big chunks you’re talking about. Why don’t you take them since, you know, you’re already halfway to turning into a boulder?" the skinny man smirked. "Watch it, Ollie! I was just trying to be generous since you look like a strong breeze might finish you off!" Lord Brodie shot back, his face reddening under his double chin. ************************************************************************************* "Look, I’m not saying it’s okay to fall apart. But it happens. It happens to everyone. What matters in the end is what you do with the pieces. No matter how many times you shatter, I’ll pick up every single shard." "Even if it tears me apart to see you hurting, I’ll still put you back together. And even if I have to hold you together with my own two hands, I’ll make sure you stand whole again." ************************************************************************************* Don't forget to add the book to your collections so that you may see updated chapters when I upload them. P.S.: Feedback, comments, reviews and gifts are welcome. P.P.S: Power stones are welcome too. P.P.P.S? (Really?): Especially power stones. :P P.P.P.P.S (I swear it's the last one): If you're a beginner writer too, comment the title of your book so that I can provide a review and some feedback. Maybe even a shiny new Power Stone...

Their meeting is sudden. Their love is sudden. God has created their love. God has created their destiny. Also God has taken everything from them. Is there anything they can do against God? Maybe no or maybe yes. But their love is going to be a legend as they are going to fight against the god, as they refuse to bend down under the burning dark flame of god's jealousy. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "We made a promise to the god that we will never fall in love for each other. But we broke that promise." Tears flowed down her cheek. Her flustered face made Sam's heart burn with agony. " What are you trying to say?" "Look at me Mia!" Mia turned away from Sam. "We broke the promise. That's why he tried to kill you as a punishment. To save your life, I have made an another promise to Christ. Go away from me, Sam! Never try to find me. I will never see you again." Sam stood there like a fool. Then suddenly he started laughing like a mad dog. "Mia! You made that promise to save me, right? Then I am also making a promise right here. From this day on, I will try to die everyday and every second! Let's see how your god saves me!" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sam is the major of Indonesian bomb diffusing army team. He met Akira, a reporter while trying to save her from drowning. Akira gets ahold of Sam's diary. While reading the diary, Akira gets to know why Sam tries to die every single day and learns about Sam's past and his first love , Mia. Will Akira, who is free spirited and has confidence that she will never fall in love, finally fall for cold hearted Sam?

Disclaimer: [This novel is a semi-spin off story of another story I, Xalysian, haven't posted yet on Webnovel. This is a modern fantasy set in a different world although acts so similarly to the real world we're in.] [Paused, do read GRaD instead... will have smut scenes in Volume 2] Agenda, like Earth, had its own history. From the beginning of time, there was a dream born from the minds of two beautiful Goddesses, Astrade and Lionella. That dream later became a world born of life, the world took on a name, Agenda, to keep on nurturing its environment overtime. Through many histories of the past from wars to legends and lastly, memories, the world finally became at peace. Free of world ending threats of the old, free of suffocation caused by the Conqueror who was the sole reason behind the countless nightmares in the olden past. Now, we're settled in a world of peace. In the modern era of Agenda, in the country of Ridgea. We set our eyes on a little incident that caused a young man and a young woman had a dispute on what was going on with their lives. Beginning from the start of their fated morning, the man had woken up from his sleep only to find a girl sleeping beside him. Excited at the sight of her bold appearance? Indeed, one could admire such beauty. Flustered from the surprise after realising it wasn't a dream? Hell yeah! One could say that they managed to hit a jackpot! However... This man was frustrated by the beautiful sleeping girl in his bed with questions in his mind. "Who the f**k is she? And why does she looked like me?" [P.S., I'm bad with synopsis. I don't know whether I should explain the world first or just go right into the story. However, this is a spin off story based on the same world as my other works (not in Webnovel yet, since I'm terrible at keeping up with my own updates).] [P.S.S., Not recommended for people under the age of 18. Several light NSFW or full on NSFW content ahead.] Tags: [Supernatural] [Fantasy] [Spin-off] [Slice of Life] [Action] [Romance] [Comedy] [Modern-setting] [School] [P.S.S.S., Don't get your hopes up, I don't intend to fully explore the spin-off series as I'm experimenting with this concept.]

Simon Cohen, a shy but talented culinary student, has always preferred the comfort of his kitchen to the chaos of social interactions. At 19, he dreams of perfecting his craft, yet his quiet world is turned upside down when he meets Lilith Grey a strikingly beautiful and enigmatic woman who unexpectedly enrolls as a student in his senior-year cooking class. Unbeknownst to Simon, Lilith has been alive for centuries, her immortality granting her a refined palate that has tasted the best and worst of every cuisine. Yet, something about Simon’s cooking intrigues her—its simplicity, its heart, and its undeniable uniqueness. She quickly realizes Simon has a crush on her, but instead of confronting him, she begins teasing him, enjoying his flustered reactions. Simon, oblivious to her awareness, sets out on a mission to win her over, believing he needs to prove himself through his culinary skills and genuine effort. As their interactions grow more personal, Simon begins to notice cracks in Lilith's calm and composed façade, hinting at a deeply buried past. Determined to understand the woman behind the teasing smiles and cold exterior, Simon embarks on a journey of self-discovery and love.

Caspian inched closer until his lips were mere inches away from Davina's, reeling her in to close the nonexistent gap between their mouths. "Have you ever been kissed, Dimitri?" He asked. Before Davina could lose control after Caspian's cold lips lightly grazed hers, she pushed him away and hurriedly stood up. "My Lord, this is highly unethical!" Her real voice nearly slipped out amid the chaos. "What's unethical about this?" Caspian's face lifted to form an innocent yet devilish smile, he seemed to be enjoying the reaction he got out of her. Flustered, Davina turned her back to him and took deep breaths before speaking more composedly. "We are both men and it wasn't ethical of you to try and... kiss me." The last bit came out as a whisper blown away by the wind. Caspian's chuckle echoed through the woods as he stood up from the bench and faced Davina with a smug look on his face. "Tell me, Dimitri, was I really trying to kiss a man just now?" "W-what do you mean?" Davina stumbled backward as she stared at Caspian in shock and disbelief, unsure of what to do to save herself from that situation. "Let me rephrase my question." Caspian delicately grazed Davina's cheeks with the back of his hand. "Are you really a man?" ***** With a bounty on her head and the need for a place to stay, Davina snuck into the castle of Lendorr, posing as a man in the royal army. Luckily for her, she was able to get away with her ruse easily that is, until she met the mysterious Lord Caspian. She is tasked with being one of his guards all while trying to avoid getting caught by the man who made it his life's mission to ruin her plan. Through a twisted game of deceit, Davina is forced to make a grave choice between Love and the REAL reason why she snuck into the castle.

Zi Haoran, a man of formidable ambition and pride, finds himself at the crossroads of destiny. Once a towering figure of power and prestige, he now faces the crumbling remnants of his empire, his love, and his identity. The love of his life, Han Xue whose heart was once tender, is now shielded by indifference, hardened by the wounds of their fractured marriage and his mistakes. Yet, just as the darkness threatens to consume him, destiny offers him an unexpected opportunity—not as mercy, but as a challenge. This time, Zi Haoran is not only fighting for his wife’s love. He’s reclaiming his throne, his honor, and vengeance against those who conspired against him. As newfound strength surges within him, powers he never imagined begin to awaken, reshaping him into a man even he cannot recognize. As Zi Haoran embraces this path, his every step seems guided by an uncanny certainty, his power growing sharper and his charisma more irresistible. With each encounter, Han Xue finds it harder to ignore the man who now stands before her—charming, persistent, and surprisingly vulnerable. --------------------- Zi Haoran stepped into the living room just as Han Xue tried to leave. His hand shot out, catching her wrist gently but firmly. She turned to glare at him. “Why now, Zi Haoran?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Why try to fix what you shattered?” He pulled her closer, his gaze steady. “Because,” he said softly, “some things are worth breaking myself to rebuild.” Before she could respond, he tugged her down onto his lap, his arms circling her securely. She gasped, her eyes widening as she struggled against him. “Let me go!” “Not until you hear me out,” he said firmly, his teasing grin softening his words. “Why do you keep trying?” she asked, her voice exasperated as she pushed at his chest. “Because you’re worth it,” he replied, his confidence maddening. “And, let’s face it, you’ve missed me.” Her cheeks flushed as she shoved harder. “You’re delusional.” “Maybe,” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath brushing her cheek, “but you didn’t say I was wrong.” Flustered, she finally broke free, stepping back as she glared at him. “You’re wasting your time. I don’t feel the same anymore,” she snapped. Without warning, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, his voice low and playful as he stepped back. “You’ll feel again. You’ll see… I’ve only just begun.” Her hand flew to her cheek, her eyes blazing with confusion and anger. She turned abruptly and fled the room, leaving Zi Haoran standing there, his smirk fading as he watched her retreat, bewildered by the turmoil he’d stirred. ---------------------- What confounds her most is not just his persistence, but the fire in his eyes—something deeper, as if he knows more than he should, perhaps even the secrets hidden in time itself. As Han Xue struggles to reconcile this transformed man with the one she once knew, the world shifts around them. His newfound powers, coupled with his sharp mind and commanding presence, turn him into a man of unparalleled strength. Every step he takes to win her heart back is also a step toward reclaiming the world he let slip through his fingers. With destiny pulling the strings, will Han Xue’s resistance hold, or will her resolve melt before the man she once loved—and the one he is becoming? One thing is certain: destiny desires nothing less than complete metamorphosis, for love, power, and vengeance.

Elena thought her marriage was a simple arrangement—until she discovered her husband is the feared Mafia boss, Damon Moon. Instead of terror, she finds herself cherished in his arms. But when Damon’s dark past and ruthless enemies resurface, their love faces the ultimate test. Will they survive the storm, or will Damon’s empire and Elena’s heart crumble under the weight of danger? ***** [SNEAK PEEK] Without hesitation, she shot back, “Want to do it?” His eyes widened, and for a moment, the powerful, composed figure seemed genuinely flustered. He coughed, fanning himself slightly, his gaze shifting away as he avoided her eyes. “What? You shy now?” Elena laughed, her boldness surprising even herself. After a few moments, he regained his composure and sat down, clearing his throat. His intense gaze returned, though a hint of something softer lurked behind it. “So, what was it you wanted to tell me that required you to take off your shirt?” she asked, her playful tone belying her curiosity. With a solemn look, he stood up again, turning his back toward her. As he did, Elena’s breath caught in her throat. His back was covered in a massive, dark tattoo—a dragon intertwined with a snake, the unmistakable emblem of the Black Serpent Mafia.

Kai Takashi was just an average high school student trying to survive math class when a magical circle appeared out of nowhere, transporting him and his classmates to a strange, starry realm. While everyone else got whisked away to fulfill their “heroic destiny,” Kai was accidentally left behind, stranded in the heavens with a powerful (and seriously sleep-deprived) goddess named Lyria. After a heated argument that ends in Kai landing an accidental punch on the divine being, Lyria—annoyed and desperate to go back to sleep—offers him one wish. But in a fit of frustration, Kai blurts out, “I wish you were my servant!” The next thing he knows, the wish is granted, binding the goddess to him and zapping them both back to his messy bedroom in Tokyo. Now, Kai has a celestial roommate, a goddess who’s equal parts furious and flustered by her new “servant” status. As they navigate their hilariously mismatched lives under the same roof, Kai discovers that having a divine being around is more chaotic than he ever imagined. Meanwhile, Lyria’s stuck figuring out how to survive Kai’s world—instant noodles, video games, and all.

Tara couldn’t believe her bad luck. Out of all the people looking for a roommate, she ended up with her boss, Selena. Selena—known for her sharp wit, enchanting looks, and a rumored history with a few past coworkers—had a reputation as the office “temptress.” Watching Selena move with that effortless allure, Tara silently vowed to keep a safe, respectful distance. But on the very first night of living together, that same untouchable boss ended up sleepwalking… right into Tara’s room, wrapping herself around her with surprising softness and refusing to let go, nestled into Tara’s chest as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Keeping her calm, Tara gingerly extricated herself, stepped onto the balcony, and drank a full glass of ice water—despite the frigid winter temperatures. “She’s straight. You’re just roommates. Don’t even think about catching feelings,” Tara told herself, hoping her resolve would hold. But Selena seemed determined to ignore any “distance.” After dodging yet another one of Selena’s friendly but borderline flirtatious invitations, Tara found herself cornered in the underground parking lot after work. Under the dim lights, Selena’s eyes sparkled with a hint of red at the corners. “Are you like everyone else? Do you hate me?” she asked, her voice tinged with unexpected hurt, a stubbornness that was oddly… sweet. The usual polite words Tara had on hand somehow lodged in her throat. Flustered, she stammered, “No… I’m just scared I might fall for you.” Selena had a secret: she was totally smitten with the company’s new intern. There was something about Tara’s quiet warmth and that little spark of defiance that pulled Selena in. So much so, that Selena willingly traded her comfortable apartment for a cramped 700-square-foot rental—just to be closer to her crush. She even went out of her way to “accidentally” create situations that would draw them together. But her darling intern remained unmoved, cool and reserved, her demeanor bordering on chilly. When a close friend pointed out that no one wants to room with their boss, saying, “Living with your boss just feels like working overtime every night,” Selena pouted but couldn’t deny it. Resting her head against Tara’s shoulder, Selena couldn’t help but think, Too true… I do have her working ‘overtime’ every night.

"M-Mr. Li, something terrible has happened. Your office has been vandalized," the secretary said as she hurriedly and anxiously approached Li Zhenteng. Li Zhenteng's rose-colored lips inched closer to Shen Ning's red lips when he was interrupted, and he growled, "Damn it, who dare to be so bold?" "M-Mr. Li, it's a four or five-year-old kid. He claimed that you bullied his mommy." "Uh..." Li Zhenteng immediately straightened his posture, his face serious. "M-Mr. Li, something terrible has happened. Your project materials have been stolen!" the flustered secretary burst into the room while Li Zhenteng was conducting an emergency senior executive meeting. "How dare they! Who dares to be so audacious?" Li Zhenteng said furiously. "M-Mr. Li, it's three little kids. They say that you've hurt their mommy." The executives couldn't help but chuckle among themselves when they heard that. Li Zhenteng shrank into himself and cleared his throat. "Ahem, let's continue the meeting..."

This is a short story about a little cutie who went from being hated by everyone to being loved by everyone after being transmigrated into a book. Ruan Miao, who is delicate, frail, and upright, transmigrated into a sadomasochist novel and became a scheming green tea that everyone scolded. Not only did he make the kind and gentle shou protagonist, Jian Fanyu, suffer from ab*se, but he even managed to become the gong protagonist’s unattainable white moonlight after his death. Faced with this heinous plot trend, Ruan Miao, who just wanted to study quietly to get into a good university, was flustered. However, just when he was thinking about how to quit this bad triangle relationship, Jian Fanyu was reborn. Ruan Miao glanced at young master Jian who was supposed to be “cold and elegant” in the original book, but now he was paranoid and gloomy, and his eyes turned dark. Because the present Jian Fanyu seems to have a great interest in him. **** In the previous life, Jian Fanyu and Yan Yang had been entangled for decades but they finally broke up. No matter how hard he tried, it couldn’t make up for the dead white moonlight hidden in the other party’s heart, and that white moonlight fueled Jian Fanyu’s hatred for many years. After reliving his life, and seeing that hypocritical and weak face again, Jian Fanyu wanted to watch him kill himself with cold eyes but found that the man seemed different.

"Your options are, either accept your fate and move on to whatever afterlife awaits you, or come with me and live again." Dying was the best thing that ever happened to Sam. After they died in a swimming pool accident, the 23-year-old gender-fluid person met Alpha 7419, aka Alfie, a transmigration system that recruited them in his mission to save the multiverse. Sounds exciting, right? It was for Sam. Not so much for Alfie, who now had to babysit a troublesome host who seemed far more interested in sleeping around than actually completing their assignments. —Excerpt— "You do remember I can read your thoughts, don't you?" the system asked, his voice cracking nervously, hoping that this pervert would have at least some inkling of shame at being caught in her fantasies. He shouldn't have counted on it. Sam grinned wickedly, clearly delighted. Raising her eyebrows and gazing up at him flirtatiously through her thick lashes, she asked, "Hey, what am I thinking now?" The alpha system's breath caught in his throat, and his eyes went wide. "N-n-no! I wasn't made to function like that!" "I am a highly advanced AI system!" he insisted, furious, and, he had to admit, slightly frightened by the unfamiliar feeling aroused in him by the image of himself panting and crying out as his knuckles whitened from how hard he was gripping the sheets. "Hush," Sam crooned at the flustered AI. She grinned wickedly at her soon-to-be partner. "I won't do anything to you that you aren't begging me for on hands and knees." ***ADULT CONTENT WARNING*** This novel contains explicit materials unsuitable for anyone under the age of 18.

Be careful what you wish for. That’s what they all say... But there was a half-second time limit... and worse, a word limit. Flustered, all I could say was, “Let me enter my novel.” And guess what? I wrote five novels. A power fantasy, a slice of life story, a short love story, a reimagination of a historical event, and lastly, my alcohol-delivered brain-child, —A story of tragedy and calamity, where I let my sadistic tendencies descend upon every character, every place, and every little specimen I deemed worthy enough to mention. Which novel do you think I was placed into? CAN YOU ******* GUESS? YOU CAN, RIGHT? DAMN IT ALL! I will survive this even if I have to sacrifice the entire world. Gods? Superior Races? Unsolvable mysteries? I am the creator of them all. They. Will. Cower.

I thought, moving to the only place I knew peace at was going to be nothing but exactly that. peace. But if there is something I can lie to myself about, it was that. Exactly that. acardia, my birthplace was peaceful, years on the surface. But everything about it once the blinds are turned and shadows fall becomes nothing but peaceful. And... I have to admit it. It is funny how things turned out to be. Who would have thought? Me. I mean me. Annabeth. Can be a lunar of the second most powerful pack in all of Arcadia? Me? And not just the second most powerful, it might as well be the most powerful as the most powerful one, the pack of the guardian wolves, the midnights, was basically nothing but a memory. A legend. and my alpha? I dare you to touch him.

Perhaps it was my fault. How did we get here? Even luck ran out on me. My body shivers and my glare soften at him. My tongue couldn't roll out a word. I gasped heavily as my heart flusters, watching a spear run through him and blood gushing out. I realized who I was, I was never the perfect princess in the tale but a curse to him. He was covered in blood, his head down as he coughs, I sensed his weakness. His sweat drips on the floor, while kneeling before me. His last word to me was; "Why"

''Why does my heart beat when I'm with you? How come my heart feels pain when your with someone? What is this feeling?'' A man ask while looking at the flustered Wang Xiu. ''Your elegance made me like you, but your flaws made me fall hardly in love with you.'' He said while wiping Wang Fang's tears away. "I only met you once but my heart already longs for you.'' A certain man looked at Wang Yan's eyes. ''I never thought that I would fall in love. I thought love could only make you feel pain, but why am I so happy just looking at your eyes?'' A man held Wang Li's hand while happiness is visibly shown on his face. ''Your coldness, your boldness, and your wit. They enraptured me. How can I escape from this grasp?'' A sincere man confessed to Wang Jing.

"Necromancers had always been an extremely evil existence in the historical records of the Tianlan Continent. They researched necromancy and poisoned the masses. Countless people died in their hands. Anyone who cultivated necromancy techniques and became a necromancer would be despised by everyone around them and pursued by the people of this world. After crossing over to the Tianlan Continent, Carton Mallon discovered that he had become a necromancer that was discriminated against in this world. Seeing that he was about to embark on a journey where he would be pursued by the masses, Carton Mallon became extremely flustered. However, at this time, he awakened the Summon System. He would be able to obtain Summoning Points every time he completed missions and summon anything he wanted. The ancient deity that he summoned was revered by the masses. The abyssal dragon that he summoned guarded the borders of Tianlan. Everyone was shocked when such a necromancer appeared in front of them. “Wasn’t he a necromancer? Why can he summon an ancient deity?” “Aren’t necromancers the embodiment of evil? Why has he become the savior of the human race?”"

Ruan Miao, who is delicate, frail, and upright, transmigrated into a sadomasochist novel and became a scheming green tea that everyone scolded. Not only did he make the kind and gentle shou protagonist, Jian Fanyu, suffer from abuse, but he even managed to become the gong protagonist's unattainable white moonlight after his death. Faced with this heinous plot trend, Ruan Miao, who just wanted to study quietly to get into a good university, was flustered. However, just when he was thinking about how to quit this bad triangle relationship, Jian Fanyu was reborn. Ruan Miao glanced at young master Jian who was supposed to be "cold and elegant" in the original book, but now he was paranoid and gloomy, and his eyes turned dark. Because the present Jian Fanyu seems to have a great interest in him. **** In the previous life, Jian Fanyu and Yan Yang had been entangled for decades but they finally broke up. No matter how hard he tried, it couldn't make up for the dead white moonlight hidden in the other party's heart, and that white moonlight fueled Jian Fanyu's hatred for many years. After reliving his life, and seeing that hypocritical and weak face again, Jian Fanyu wanted to watch him kill himself with cold eyes but found that the man seemed different. This is a short story about a little cutie who went from being hated by everyone to being loved by everyone after being transmigrated into a book. Translation - Mostly using MTL Update: Everyday