romance

It's about a man named Suvam who is disconnected and facing an existential crisis. After an unfortunate accident, he meets a girl who becomes his psychological mirror. When the girl dies, the central question is: Did Suvam kill her, or was it someone else?

A young bride moves to her husband's grand estate, only to be haunted by the memory of his first wife

Suqing: The Dao Surgeon: Mending the Heavens Author: Nanzhu (南烛) Genre: Hard Xianxia / Tech-Fantasy / Philosophical Progression "Everything in existence is incomplete. To be whole is to be dead; only the incomplete can continue to grow." In the deepest slums of Tianyun City lies the Half-Life Clinic. There are no prayers whispered here, no incense burned, and no gods worshipped. There is only the cold, sacred act of "Correction." Suqing, born under the sign of Ding Fire—the candlelight that illuminates the hidden truth—is the owner of the clinic. In her eyes, the Heavenly Dao is not a deity to be worshipped, but a diseased patient suffering from the cancer of "False Perfection." Techniques are code. Meridians are conduits. Spirit Cores are reactors. When a Grand Ascendant sword master "rusts" due to law backlash, or the Heavens themselves develop "malignant redundancy" from devouring the world, they must strip away their dignity and crawl into this narrow room. "You seek 'wholeness'? That is a terminal symptom," Suqing says, the black light of her Sinking Shadow Needle dancing between her fingers. "The true Dao exists in the tension of the incomplete. The current Heavens are harvesting you to fuel their own 'perfection'—I call that a tumor. I am not here to give you a new life. I am here to excise the corruption and stitch together the half that remains." One needle to pierce the laws of false gods; One blade to excise the festering flesh of the Heavens. She is the Causal Scavenger in a morbid world—the coldest mercy in the history of immortality. 【 Key Features】 The Dao of the Incomplete: A unique world-view where "perfection" is a trap and "Half-Life" is the ultimate state of survival. Suqing's rebellion is not just against power, but against the "cancerous growth" of the current Heavenly Laws. Deconstruction Combat : No mindless aura clashing. Combat is a high-stakes surgery where the protagonist exploits the structural flaws and "Logic Errors" of her enemies and the environment. Hardcore Progression : A rigorous system where Suqing harvests the "Rotten Laws" and "Diseased Intent" of her patients to fuel her own power, effectively recycling the waste of the universe. Gu Long Aesthetic: Cold, sharp dialogues, evocative atmosphere, and a "lone wolf" dynamic between a master surgeon and her fallen sword-saint servant. #Xianxia #HardMagicSystem #FemaleLead #Medical #Philosophy #ProgressionFantasy #NoHarem

Aster Foster kills to survive. Not for glory. Not for loyalty. And definitely not for anyone else’s holy crusade. He kills for bread. For shelter. For the family waiting on him to come home alive. Nikolai Equinox does not need any of that He destroys. A Chanter blessed with divine mana and cursed with a mind that splinters under its weight, his voice is not music but judgment. When he speaks, the world does not listen. It breaks. Those before him flee, pray, or fall apart screaming. Aster does none of the above. Bound by a marriage meant to control them both, an Omega assassin with nothing to lose and a divine weapon with far too much power learn quickly that fear is useless and obedience is optional. Dragons stir. Divine beings watch with interest and bad intentions. The Palace tightens its grip and calls it order. And somewhere between bloodied hands, shattered stone, and the quiet choice to stand unflinching before a god-made disaster, something dangerous forms. A bond the heavens did not authorize. Because Aster Foster has survived his whole life on the streets. And Nikolai Equinox, destroyer of worlds and miracle gone wrong, can only rely on him.

Not every meeting happens in the living world. Before their bodies were exchanged, Ruqayyah and Aisha met in a white, silent space— a place where words were unnecessary, and understanding came without explanation. There, a book was placed before them. It did not tell the future. It only showed that every life has a limit. When Ruqayyah opened her eyes, she was no longer in the 21st century. She had become Aisha binti al-Fadl, the daughter of a powerful vizier of the Abbasid Dynasty— a world of knowledge, politics, and hidden danger. At the same time, Aisha awakened in the modern era, a world without servants, rules, or walls separating what was permitted and forbidden. Freedom, she learned, could be just as frightening. They were given time. But they were never promised an ending. As history continued to move forward, their lives became only small threads within a much larger design. And when one story slowly reached its turning point, another began. Across the great Islamic dynasties that followed, one bloodline would be called again and again— not to change history, not to save the world, but to face the same question in different eras. If your life is only one chapter in a book you cannot finish, what choice will you make before the page turns?

Valeria wakes up as Elise, a villainess destined to freeze to death in a ruined farmhouse. Her only assets? A crumbling estate, a pack of starving, broken beastmen husbands who hate her, and a magical Library inside her head. The world thinks she is a useless noblewoman. They’re wrong. She is a Librarian. And she knows how to organize chaos. Using ancient knowledge to farm in the dead of winter, alchemy to heal the incurable, and engineering to build a fortress, she intends to turn this frozen wasteland into a sanctuary. Her husbands were once kings—a Tiger General, a Dragon Strategist, a Shark Assassin, a Phoenix Artisan, and a Wolf Prince. The Empire broke them. She will fix them. And if anyone tries to take them back? Well, she has a ballista for that.

The once Rank One player, ZeroClear, had mastered everything that Myth Online had to offer. The game was too easy…until he accepted an offer from the devs that he would soon regret. He wakes up as Corrin, an NPC within the tutorial zone’s market. To players, he’s just an obsolete NPC meant to sell starting area gear. But he had one unintended advantage that the devs overlooked: access to areas players were never meant to go to, dialogues players were never meant to see, and missions that even they haven’t unlocked yet. But Corrin is fully aware, trapped in a world of scripted dialogue and terrible events. He only has one goal: To clear the game, and hopefully not die trying! Alternate Title: Leave the NPC Alone! WHAT TO EXPECT: - Fun and casual read! The story won't go into dark and heavy plot. There will be world building and lore drops here and there, but take your time! Enjoy reading! - Comedic scenes, coming from irony, misunderstandings. If you enjoy meta humor, this is for you!

She was rejected in front of everyone, her bond denied, and her place in the pack erased. Years later, she returns transformed. Desired, untouchable, and carrying a secret that could destroy the Alpha who once humiliated her. Enemies circle, the bond between them refuses to die, and he must face the consequences of the choice he made. This time, she decides who will hold the power, who will command desire, and who will be claimed.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!! Bullied, unwanted and neglected all her life, Theodora thought only one thing could make her regain her honour - Win the blood Tournament and Gain her father's favour as his heir. But things don't go as planned. Instead, her father rewards her victory with a sentence far worse than death: Betrothal to Cain Pendragon, the ruthless Dark Alpha King whose names alone makes the whole realm tremble. Refusing to become a pawn in a monster's game, Theo disappears. Her refuge is Gravemont Academy - an elite all- male training academy where the weak is trampled upon, and heirs are forged into Kings. With the help of her best friend, Eric, whom she is hopelessly in love with, she disguises herself as her cousin and Joins the Academy. The intention was to lay low, but not when she was paired with a Dark-eyed roommate, Hezekiah Pendragon, the son of Cain and Eric's little brother. He reeks of sin and violence, with a lethal promise in his gaze. And of course, Sylas Veylor - her Homeroom professor with piercing blue eyes, with a deadly calm and shadows darker than anyone could decipher. Now, she's stuck between the both of them, trying to hide not just her secret identity but an even darker secret of hers that could shatter bloodlines, ignite war, and without a doubt, change the fate of the werewolf realm! And the Dark Alpha is closer than she thinks. Much closer. Excerpt from the book: Zeke's voice dropped to barely a whisper. "You think your heart belongs to Eric…" His thumb brushed the edge of her pillow, so close to her cheek his knuckles grazed her breath, "…but your heart hasn't met me properly yet," Theo's throat bobbed. "I'm not giving you up, Hellcat. Not tonight. Not tomorrow. Not until you look at me, really look at me, and your heart says my name," Her lips parted, and a shaky breath escaped. Zeke straightened slightly but he didn't step back, "I won't touch you without permission anymore, and I won't force anything," He swallowed hard, his eyes burning with a lethal promise, "But mark my words Hellcat, the day I catch you staring at me the same way you look at Eric, or i sniff a whisper of my name in your mind, I will let loose and god helps anyone who gets in my way," He exhaled softly. "And trust me, Hellcat…" His orange eyes glowed faintly, his wolf shimmering beneath the surface, "…you will," Another Excerpt from the book: Something fluttered in her chest and she slowly looked up at him with trembling eyes. Sylas looked back at her, "I've never wanted anything more. I know I'm older—far older," he said, his voice low and steady, like he was confessing a sin he had no intention of repenting for, "but that changes nothing for me." Theo's heartbeat stuttered again. Sylas took one step and faced her properly, "When I'm with you," he continued, "The chaos stops. The noise stops and the world stops trying to tear itself apart," His eyes stared into hers, open and unflinchingly honest, "You are the first thing in a very long time that doesn't feel like a war," Theo's breath hitched, and his voice deepened with a quiet tremor beneath the calm, "Do you know what that means for a man like me?" Her throat tightened and she shook her head. "It means I'm already ruined," ✅Steamy ✅Werewolf ✅Enemies To Lovers ✅Forbidden Romance ✅Love Triangle ✅Strong Female Lead ✅Secrets ✅Smut ✅Dark Academia ✅Forced Proximity ✅Twists at Every Turn ✅Mafia You can also read my Other books... His Majesty's Bride ( Highly Recommended) Enchantment of the Night - Get ready to be mindblown.

The night at the Lockwood estate was thick with the scent of jasmine and the unspoken weight of a hundred years. I stood on the balcony, the music from the ballroom fading into a haunting hum, and for a moment, the world felt still. Then, the air changed. Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence a cooling balm to the fever of the evening. When he looked at me, it wasn’t just my face he saw—it was my soul, the broken parts I had tried so hard to hide. He reached out, his hand hovering near mine, hesitant, as if I were a fragile dream he was afraid to wake from. "You look like a memory," he whispered, his emerald eyes bright with a sorrow that mirrored my own. "But you feel like the future. I’ve spent a century in the dark, Lyra, just waiting for a light I didn't believe existed until I saw you." His touch was a soft frost, a promise of protection, a love that wanted to mend the cracks in my heart. For a heartbeat, I believed in miracles. I believed I could be more than the girl who survived the bridge. But then, a shadow cut through the moonlight. Jax was leaning against the stone railing, a glass of amber liquid in his hand and a smirk that felt like a blade. He didn't look at me with reverence; he looked at me with a hunger that made my blood sing in terror and desire. He stepped into my space, displacing the peace Silas had brought, smelling of woodsmoke and a dangerous, beautiful ruin. "Don't listen to him, little bird," Jax drawled, his blue eyes raking over me with a lethal intensity. "He wants to worship you in a cathedral of lies. I want to show you the truth. My brother loves the saint he thinks you are. I love the chaos I know is hidden beneath that pretty skin." He leaned down, his breath warm against my ear, a stark contrast to Silas’s chill. "He’ll catch your fall, Lyra. But I’m the one who will teach you how to fly in the dark." I stood between them—the moon and the storm. One offered a sanctuary built on secrets; the other offered a throne built on blood. And as I looked from the emerald gaze of the man who wanted to save me to the icy stare of the man who wanted to claim me, I realized the terrifying truth. I didn't just look like the woman who destroyed them. I was the spark that would finally set their world on fire. In the shadow of Mystic Ridge, the hunt for a heart has begun. One love will crown her. The other will bleed her dry.

In a world governed by divine systems, sacred gifts, and carefully curated destinies, the greatest threat is not a demon lord or a fallen Divinity—but an anomaly the world itself cannot observe. When Null, a seemingly unremarkable human, is summoned alongside a proclaimed Otherworldly Hero to the mighty Atlantis Empire, he is immediately marked as a mistake. While heroes are celebrated, Null is ignored—until an Ultimate Ability awakens within him. That ability is Fantasy Omniscience. Unlike sacred gifts granted by the World, Fantasy Omniscience is a transcendental intelligence capable of reading existence itself as a novel—past, present, and confirmed futures laid bare in absolute truth. It bypasses fate, divine concealment, prophecy, and even the World’s own narrative control. Yet there is a paradox. Fantasy Omniscience cannot fully observe its own user. Null exists as a conceptual blind spot—a being excluded from causality, unrecorded by destiny, and immune to narrative correction. The World cannot define him. Gods cannot foresee him. Even omniscience cannot predict what he will become. In a world where every story demands a final enemy to justify its ending, Null is not the hero. He is the unresolved variable. The one existence the story cannot conclude. And if the world insists on survival… It may have no choice but to make him its Final Antagonist.

In a universe where demons harvest human hearts to rule existence itself, Hong’s life changes the moment he falls in love with Suha — a girl hiding a truth older than centuries. Suha is not human. She is a Kaluter demon, created to steal hearts across worlds. But love was never part of her mission. As colossal beings rise from the sea, timelines collide, and Earth becomes a battlefield, Hong must choose: Save the woman he loves… or protect the last heartbeat of humanity. When hearts become weapons, and love becomes a curse, the final war begins.

A magical academy fantasy where colors resonate with emotions, bonds awaken ancient powers, and forgotten light begins to sing again. I’ve always been fascinated by how emotions and memories would look if they had color — or sound. This story explores that connection — how beauty, loss, and hope all live in shades we’ve forgotten to feel. In the Monochrome City, life is quiet. Too quiet. Each person is born with a single hue in their vision — blue, red, green — but no one remembers what true color is anymore. Until Lyra, a girl from the Grey District, begins to hear strange whispers in the night — echoes that don’t belong to this world. The more she listens, the more her reality starts to crack… and something ancient begins to awaken.

⚠️ Content Warning This fan novel contains themes of loss, grief, violence, and light mature/romantic elements. While written to be accessible for teen readers, it includes emotional intensity and character struggles that may not be suitable for very young audiences. All characters and source material belong to Marvel. This is a fan-made “What If” story imagining Spider-Man’s rebirth. --- Peter Parker’s story has always been one of sacrifice. Uncle Ben, taken too soon. Aunt May, lost to a cruel virus born of Doc Ock’s madness. Gwen Stacy, stolen by tragedy. Mary Jane, swallowed by time and responsibility. And in the end, Peter stood with Anti-Venom against Knull, the god of symbiotes. They fought with everything they had—yet even heroes can fall. And then… he wakes. The year is 2013. Peter is fifteen again. Uncle Ben alive. Aunt May smiling. Gwen laughing. The spider bite not yet written into destiny. But the memories remain—death, destruction, sacrifice. They burn inside him like fire. This time, Peter swears, he will not be the weak boy mocked by Flash, nor the man who watched everyone slip through his fingers. He will train. He will prepare. He will protect. Before Venom. Before Knull. Before fate itself. With foresight as his weapon—and the lingering presence of Anti-Venom at his side—Peter Parker begins the impossible: to rewrite destiny, shield the ones he loves, and rise once more as Spider-Man. The rebirth has begun. ---

In the human-ruled world of Kuasha, where noble bloodlines and swordsmanship define destiny, Celsius Valerius is born into one of the most powerful duke families—yet is branded the weakest heir. Secretly crippled by his jealous elder brothers and unable to awaken his bloodline, Celsius grows up ignored by tradition and targeted by ambition, finding warmth only from his eldest sister and a loyal servant. Banished after failing the sacred family trial, Celsius is hunted, betrayed, and killed. At the brink of death, he forms a forbidden contract with Eridiaries, the Shadow God, and is reborn into his own family with memories intact. Hiding his awakening shadow authority, Celsius endures suffering, trials, and assassination attempts while secretly growing stronger—mastering shadow, magic, and martial combat forbidden to his house. As demons invade, cultists rise, and kingdoms take notice, Celsius becomes a decisive force in war and politics. The truth of his past is revealed, his stolen bloodline unsealed, and his brothers judged. Standing before his father and the Patriarch’s Sword, Celsius proves that strength is not inherited—but forged. From the weakest heir cast aside, he rises as the chosen successor, destined to become the Shadow Patriarch and reshape the fate of the world.

**Nova Solis** never asked to be reborn into a world of immortal cultivators and flying swords. Transmigrated with the worst spiritual veins imaginable, he waited for his golden finger—that cheat ability every reincarnator was supposed to receive. It never came. Nova was no genius. He couldn't comprehend techniques at a glance or reverse-engineer pill formulas. Back on Earth, he'd been painfully average. No scientific knowledge to revolutionize this world. No hidden talents. Just a regular guy with one peculiar trait: crippling OCD. At ten years old, he was sold to the **Black Tide Sect** as a lowly servant. His obsessive need for perfection—every surface polished to a mirror sheen, every grain of incense ash swept away—caught the sect's attention. Within a year, he was transferred to the **Empress's Palace**. That was three hundred years ago. When Nova finally broke through to the first stage of Qi Refining after decades of effort, his brain underwent a hardware upgrade—photographic memory, enhanced processing, perfect recall. But **the software was still dumb.** He could store information flawlessly but couldn't comprehend cultivation theories or derive insights. A supercomputer running a brick's operating system. Now, at 310 years old, Nova remains stuck at Qi Refining. His enhanced memory only reminds him, with perfect clarity, of every humiliation. His hair has turned white. His lifespan flickers like a dying candle. When death finally comes knocking, he requests an audience. The Empress promises to fulfill his dying wish—then vanishes back into her chamber to cultivate. Three centuries of patience. Three centuries of perfect service. Even a saint has limits. Nova storms the Sect Leader's sanctum, ready to unleash three hundred years of rage—only to find the Empress writhing on the floor. She's been practicing the forbidden **Primordial Yin-Yang Fusion Scripture** alone, and without Yang energy to balance her overwhelming Yin, she's entered demonic possession. Nova Solis looks down at the most powerful woman in the sect. A slow smile crosses his withered face. **"Sect Leader... allow this old servant to assist you in your cultivation."**

Married to the CEO Who Hated Me She became his wife… and his biggest mistake. Their marriage was never about love. It was a contract forced by family pressure and corporate power. To him, she was nothing more than a burden— a woman he resented, ignored, and kept at a distance. To her, this marriage was a prison built on misunderstandings and silence. Cold words replaced vows. Indifference replaced affection. But behind his hatred lay secrets, regret, and wounds he never spoke of. And behind her quiet strength was a heart slowly learning how to survive without love.As the truth begins to surface, emotions shift, lines blur, and the man who once despised her must face the consequences of pushing away the woman who was always by his side. In a marriage built on hatred… will love find its way in, or will regret come too late?

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Severin Kaelros transmigrates from the modern world into the body of a disgraced prince, awakening after a one-night scandal with a lowborn woman—Selyne Rowan—who is the reincarnation of his deceased fiancée. While Severin retains memories of his past life, Selyne remembers nothing and despises him for his ruined reputation. Exiled to a collapsing border territory, Severin activates the Empire Tycoon System, a non-cheat, morally restrictive system focused on economy, logistics, and infrastructure. The system actively limits rewards when Severin’s decisions endanger civilians or Selyne, forcing every act of growth to carry emotional and ethical consequences. The story follows Severin’s rise from failure to power, not for ambition, but to build a world where Selyne can survive—without ever knowing why he is willing to sacrifice everything for her. Romantic tension escalates through distance, protection, and moral conflict rather than instant intimacy. Political antagonists challenge Severin’s ideology, culminating in a choice between ruling a kingdom or preserving the woman he loves. Core Law: If the kingdom survives but the romance collapses, the story fails. This is a long-form romantasy designed for strong retention, emotional payoff, and IP scalability.

The soul of the wanderer is cursed to forever voyage the stars. When one bears the pilgrims mark, their fate is one that spans all of creation. Cassian, chosen by the mysterious brand- becomes one such individual. Exiled from his home by the universal laws, forbidden from ever returning. He now walks the astral path. Following in the steps of his predecessors to unravel the mysteries of how this all began.