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Rozenfall: Romance and Ruin

Xian lived his days doing what he loved, conquering the dating sim game he played with a touch of tragedy again and again looking for a way romance to one character. But, just when he reached what seemed to be the prelude of the route he wanted, it turns out that was the end of it as the game rolled the credits. "What!? Are you kidding me?" Indignant and was almost about to smash his laptop, an email notification plastered itself on the screen which caught his attention. If this were a novel, then he knew too well what happens next when something like that pops up. And he was right. Apparently some entities that were watching him got touched by his dedication. But still, he did a grave sin of not taking care of his body which caused him to die. As a compromise, the entities decided to punish him, by making him relieve doing what he loved. Transmigrating him in the game world he loved so much, to accomplish what he left unfinished and reach ‘the end’ he wanted to witness. But his first day didn’t went so well, as just minutes into reincarnation his vision already spun. He had been beheaded. By the orders of the very same character he was trying to save. That was his first regression. “Damn bitch.” He spat out of habit right in front of her. It was a habit he developed whenever he got frustrated with her character. He was beheaded once more, then came his second regression again. No Updates on Saturday and Sunday, 3-5 Chapters a Week. Also available on ScribbleHub and RoyalRoad!
Yuzai_Rearu · 23.4K Views

My Romance Life System

Join the discord: https://discord.gg/Wrn5DNvD ---- 'Nina?' The thought hit me before I even really processed who it was. Nina Shoka from my class. She was just walking along, probably listening to music, totally unaware that this car had lost control and was sliding right toward her. I didn't think about it. Didn't weigh the pros and cons or consider my options. My legs just started moving. I dropped my phone and sprinted toward her. The car was maybe three seconds away from hitting her when I slammed into her side, pushing her as hard as I could toward the sidewalk. She went flying, landing hard on the concrete but definitely out of the car's path. Me? Not so lucky. The impact felt like getting hit by a train. One second I was pushing Nina to safety, the next I was flying through the air. Then I hit the ground and everything went wrong at once. I couldn't move my legs. Couldn't really move much of anything, actually. There was this weird warm feeling spreading across my chest and stomach, and when I tried to breathe, it felt like drowning. 'Well, this sucks,' I thought, staring up at the sky. 'Guess that's what I get for being a hero.' My vision started getting all swimmy and weird, but I could make out Nina crawling over to me. She had pulled out her earbuds and there were tears streaming down her face. "Why did you do that?" she kept asking, over and over. "Why would you do that?" I wanted to shrug, but my shoulders weren't really cooperating. It seemed pretty obvious to me - she was in trouble, so I helped. That's what you do, right? Nothing fancy about it. She was talking to me, saying my name a lot. I didn't realize she even knew my name, to be honest. We had been in the same class for like three months and I don't think we had ever actually had a conversation. "Kofi, stay with me, okay?" she was saying. "You're gonna be fine. The ambulance is coming."
Mysticscaler · 232.5K Views

Unexpected Romance: Love $ Hustle

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)
Miss_Behaviour · 1M Views

New Luna! New Rules!

“What? Are you flustered? You just had sex with an older woman?” Evelyn said, pouting. “Your perky breasts would disagree, my little flame”, Drake responded, staring intently into her soul with a smile on his face. Evelyn lost all sense of duty as she stared into the eyes of the stray wolf, Drake, the unmistakable resemblance to her past lover, the late Lycan king, the only man who gave her everything she was. Her world further crashed when he called her “little flame”, only Damian dared to call her that. Damian Blackhood before his demise had made her the sole heiress of his castle and trained her fervently, he was aware of the brutal ancient prophecy that his successor wasn't going to be from his bloodline but a flame in his life, Evelyn was that flame, he ignited it, a once discarded Omega trained to become Ravenclaw‘s Luna. But he kept a crucial secret from her; he was dying. Their love thrived until one night when Damian fell ill and Evelyn had to watch her once vibrant lover fade away gradually, he handed over everything he had to her and died, against mixed acceptance from the pack, she became the Luna of the pack navigating the roughness of the powerful position, forming alliances, breaking some, fighting battles. The greatest battle she had to fight was developing a forbidden affection for a young stray wolf boy who was the reincarnation of her lover, twenty years after he had left her stranded. Would she embrace her second chance at love even if it defies time itself? Would she deny herself happiness and hold on forever to the ghost of the past?
muonekeeazzy · 7.6K Views
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