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Chronicles of a Starborn Sage

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In a world where strength reigns supreme, an orphaned boy walks the path of power, haunted by the echoes of a war that stole everything from him. Elton Solman was once just a child caught in the flames of fate—now, he is a wanderer, a survivor, and a cultivator on the verge of awakening something extraordinary. Gifted with the Star Lightning Arts, his body and mind grow at an unnatural speed, pushing him beyond mortal limits. But in the shadows of his soul, a voice whispers—an entity both mentor and madness, urging him toward greatness or ruin. As war-torn lands stir with unrest, forgotten legacies awaken, and monstrous forces rise, Elton walks the line between legend and calamity. His journey will forge an unbreakable will, a sect of his own, and a destiny that defies the heavens themselves. But in the end, will he remain the master of his fate—or will the power within consume him whole?
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Hate Me Professionally

SMUT DONT READ IF BELOW 18 “I hate you, you monster,” I gasped, the words tearing out of me even as my hips bucked up against him. Adrian’s mouth hovered a breath away from mine, his gray eyes dark with hunger. He was on top of me on the bed, the hard length of him grinding slow and filthy between my thighs, dry-humping me through the thin scrap of lace that was all I had left on. His eyes raked down my chest, lingering on the black lace bra that barely contained me, the way my nipples pushed against the fabric with every desperate breath. “Really?” he scoffed. “You hate me so much you’re soaking through your panties when I haven't even brought out the real thing?" I wanted to slap him. I wanted to pull him closer. My fingers twisted tighter in his shirt, knuckles white. “Shut up—” He rocked harder, the friction so perfect it ripped a broken moan from my throat. “That’s what I thought.” His hand slid up, thumb brushing the underside of my breast, teasing the edge of the bra. “You can say you hate me all you want, Alexandra. We both know it's a lie." I hated that he was right. ~ He made her teenage years a living hell. Now he wants to make her his wife. Alexandra Calloway didn’t expect her miracle job interview to end in a slap across her former stepbrother’s face. She definitely didn’t expect Adrian Reyes, ink-haired, gray-eyed, and disgustingly successful, to propose marriage before dessert. He was her first heartbreak before she even knew what heartbreak was. The boy who made her feel invisible, unwanted, and small. The boy she spent ten years trying to forget. Now he's her husband. The contract was simple. One year. Fifteen million dollars. No feelings. A business arrangement between two people who are supposed to hate each other. Supposed to being the most dangerous phrase in the English language. Because the way he looks at her isn't hatred. The way his hands find her waist in a crowded room isn't business. And the secrets buried beneath his cold gray eyes aren't simple at all…..
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