romance

The last stronghold of humanity has fallen. Lucifer Obsidian dies in the apocalyptic fires of the Abyssal invasion. He snaps awake in his own bed exactly ten years in the past. It is the Day of Awakening. This is the exact moment the Soulbound Arcanum integrates with reality. The system enforces the absolute laws of magic, stats, and levels upon the world. The soul of Lucifer is too heavy. It is completely saturated with a decade of bloodshed and divine wars. The World Laws attempt to assign him a standard mortal class. His paradoxical existence violently shatters the system instead. [Error! Paradox detected. Host possesses excessive timeline energy!] [Class integration abandoned. Recalculating reality formatting…] [Divine Talent Awakened: Apex Multiplier (Passive)] [Effect: All material gains, attributes, summoning probabilities, and resources affecting the Host are multiplied 10,000 fold.] Lucifer is armed with a divine system that fundamentally overwrites reality. He refuses to play by rules of a doomed timeline. He is not going to just survive the apocalypse. He is going to completely monopolize it. A single breath of ambient mana violently skyrockets his physical attributes to superhuman levels. A cheap low-tier summoning stone tears a physical hole in the celestial veil. It pulls down Elara as a lethally beautiful Fallen Valkyrie. A basic architectural repair scroll instantly transforms his crumbling family estate into an impenetrable black-glass fortress. The Great Integration unleashes dungeons across the earth. Mutated beasts and corrupt gods flood the physical plane. The monsters were no more the apex predators. Lucifer will sever his ties to the rotting earth and forcefully raise his kingdom into the sky. The Abyssal gods are coming to end the world. The Regressor is waiting for them. He has all the absolute power this time.

Luisa falls deeply and unconditionally in love with Ben — a man who already belongs to someone else. Even after his relationship ends, Ben remains emotionally tied to his past, leaning on Luisa for comfort while unknowingly breaking her heart. To him, she is safety. To her, he is everything. As Luisa struggles between hope and reality, David enters her life — steady, patient, and certain about loving her. Who will she choose Hope or reality So Hopeless is a slow-burn romance about loving at the wrong time, silent heartbreak, and the painful strength it takes to choose yourself.

Eric was nothing special. Drowning in debt, invisible to the world, and stuck in a life that never moved forward, he had already accepted his fate — just another man struggling to survive in a city where money is everything. Until the day a single coin changed everything. The moment Eric touched it, reality broke. Any coin he owned… could be turned into pure gold. Unlimited wealth. Instant power. A chance to rise above everyone who once ignored him. But nothing comes for free. Each transformation burns his life away. The more gold he creates, the weaker his body becomes — as if something unseen is consuming him from the inside. Then the System appeared. [MIDAS SYSTEM ACTIVATED] A mysterious force begins guiding Eric’s evolution: A dimensional vault to store infinite wealth. Special modes that multiply his production. Abilities that push him beyond human limits. Money is no longer the goal. Power is. But in a world where wealth attracts danger, Eric quickly realizes he is not the only one playing this game. And some players… are far more dangerous than debt. How much of his life is he willing to trade for power? And what happens when the System demands more than he can give?

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son quickly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm and fun moments, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. He thought wrong.

Gray was exiled from his family. The reason? In order to escape the royal family's attention, he was ordered to act like a useless playboy, so their family wouldn't threaten the royal family's position. And when his 'uselessness' wasn't needed anymore, they decided to exile him, a way for them to regain some of their... prestige. But what they didn't know was that the second Gray stepped out of their manor, he was hit by a thunderbolt. An unknown soul entered his body... With Gray's memories, there's only one thing that the grim soul wants... Revenge... And the power to dominate absolutely everything. –––––––––––– Discord: https://discord.gg/dp865x8BfZ - Tags: Villain MC | Gore | No-Yuri | No-Netorare | Kinky & Obsessed Heroines | Misunderstandings | Smart MC | Strength-based Social Hierarchy | Strong Love Interests | Sword & Magic | Strong Wealthy Characters | Special Abilities | Revenge |

Her childhood was forged in shadows, and she was sharpened into a weapon, trained to be a ghost, a killer—an instrument of vengeance. The target: a decorated general who brought down her family. But fate doesn't follow orders. Just as Lara was about to execute her long-planned mission, everything spiraled out of control. A military convoy intercepted her escape route—escorting none other than the general himself. And then came the moment that changed everything. A blinding crash. Screeching tires. Her body was thrown like a ragdoll, then darkness. She had a fleeting recollection of another world, another lifetime where kings ruled the land with an iron fist. But she woke up, and twelve long months had passed.  She did not know where she was or who she was. She remembered nothing. They told her different names. A child with trembling hope whispered, “Mommy, your name is Moira Torres.” Her doctor insisted, “Your admission slip says Larissa Reyes.” A hardened general leaned close and commanded, “Remember who you are. Remember your mission.” Then another general—dangerously calm, incredibly familiar—looked at her as if she mattered and asked, “Can I call you Lara?” The name unlocked something buried deep in her soul. Lara Norse Kromwel. Daughter of General Odin Norse. Empress of the First Empire. But the man who watched her most closely dismissed it with cold certainty. “This is the 21st century,” he said. “What nonsense are you spouting? What Empress? You are my woman. You can only be mine!"

In a world where humans have the power to become gods and immortals—where devils are not myths, but beings who slaughter millions of innocent people to advance their cultivation— When the divine realm is under siege by a multiversal-level eldritch entity, threatening to consume the entire universe as a whole, can our protagonist rise from being a lowly mortal to an eternal god? Of course not!" Fortunately, he isn’t alone. Like every other transmigrator from Earth, he awakens with a golden finger—a system that rewards him for being a complete and utter scumbag. You stole your own father’s concubine? +20,000 Scum Points You annihilated an entire sect for offending one of your people? +100,000 Scum Points You have achieved the impossible and killed a divine being as a mortal? +1,000,000 Scum Points Kai—now known as Huang Shi—is no hero. In fact, he’s a shameless scumbag. And this scumbag will use every dirty trick, ruthless scheme, and underhanded tactic at his disposal to ensure he doesn’t just survive this new world—but dominates it. And maybe… just maybe… he’ll save the universe from its impending doom. Assuming he doesn’t destroy it first.

Ethan was thirty-six, broken, and ready to end everything on a cold bridge over a dark river. Then a stray dog named Shadow pushed him to safety. What started as one act of kindness became an extraordinary journey through a magical Realm of Second Chances. Together, a lonely man and a magical dog faced trials of doubt, fought living shadows, crossed floating islands, and healed their own hearts. But the greatest gift wasn’t the magic — it was the purpose they discovered: turning their pain into light for others. Back in the real world, they open a hidden sanctuary for lost souls — broken people, abandoned animals, and anyone who needs hope. From a sick little girl and her puppy to lonely elders and runaway teens, Ethan and Shadow prove that even the smallest light can chase away the darkest shadows. A heartwarming tale of redemption, unbreakable friendship, found family, and the quiet power of choosing hope every single day. Perfect for readers who love emotional stories about healing, dogs, and second chances.

It should have been just another quiet night. Instead… it became the moment his life was no longer his own. After a sudden attack leaves him on the brink of death, he expects everything to end. But that’s when she appears. A beautiful… dangerous… and completely irresistible vampire queen. To save him, she makes him an offer: Die… or belong to her. With no other choice, he accepts. When he opens his eyes again, he is no longer human. Bound to her by a mysterious blood contract, his strength begins to grow. But so does her control over him. Cold. Possessive. Unpredictable. She watches him… tests him… and refuses to let him go. And she isn’t the only one interested. A proud vampire princess begins to watch him closely. A mysterious hunter follows him from the shadows. And a quiet girl seems to know far more than she should. Desire turns into obsession. Power turns into control. In a world where blood defines everything… Being chosen by a vampire queen might be the most dangerous fate of all. TAGS : #Fantasy #Romance #Harem #Vampire #DarkFantasy #Action #Drama #Supernatural #PossessiveCharacters #DominantFemaleLead #WeakToStrong #Jealousy #Contract

Aria gave everything to her Alpha; her heart, her loyalty, her trust; yet he turned away, leaving her shattered and her pack teetering on the edge of ruin; betrayal did not break her it sharpened her; in the shadows of her loss, a new power stirred, dangerous and undeniable; Kael, the enemy no one expected, stepped into her life, claiming what was denied, igniting a fire that burned hotter than anger or desire; every choice she makes, every line she refuses to cross, proves she is not someone to be controlled; in a world of dominance, deception, and hidden desires, Aria will survive, fight, and seize her destiny on her own terms; the fight for love, loyalty, and power has begun; the chapter ends here.

SUMMARY:  To avoid the war that would destroy Blackhaven, Viktor Vorak and Diego Serrano signed a final pact: “This woman belongs to both of us. Anytime, anywhere, in front of anyone. No one can kill her, no one can monopolize her.” From then on, Evelyn officially became the common platform of the two most notorious bosses in the city. She was dragged into the middle of war meetings, forced to kneel under the table, taking turns enjoying the girls in their pants, while they discussed money and murder. Tied up in the middle of the casino, two huge girls took turns penetrating deep inside, in front of dozens of witnesses. Suspended between two supercars on the highway at midnight, warm drops of water filled both places, falling onto the road. The climax was still on the 10 meter long conference table, with more than 70 henchmen of the two bosses present, but she was still naked and that place was being monopolized by two giant hard objects.

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

"Life is complicated, friendships are messy, and crushes are even messier. Sometimes, keeping secrets is the hardest part of all."

Adal is a transmigrator into the world of Boen. Not just any transmigrator, but a man who has the ability to perfectly remember everything he has ever read. In this new world, he inherits a library, and fills the shelves with books he had rewritten himself, using the memory of books he had read on earth. Most particularly, the genre of Smut. After introducing this new genre to the world of Beon, Adal earns himself reputation that he would have never dreamed on earth. And with help from the unique LustLord class that he manages to awaken, Adal decides that not only will be become the greatest Librarian of all time in this new world, but he will also fuck as many beauties as he can along the way.

"F**K! I'm dead!" That was the first word I muttered after regaining my memories from Earth. Reincarnating into a world of cultivation should’ve been a blessing. Adventure, immortality, power—what’s not to love? But then I remembered what my family did. My sister just broke off an engagement with a crippled young master—definitely a future protagonist. My mother ripped a Dao Bone from my cousin and gave it to me—guaranteed future revenge arc. And me? I’m already a third-rate villain: bullying weaklings and flaunting my Bai Clan name. Worst part? Despite the Dao Bone, I’m still trash at cultivation. My only hope? The System... which I’ve had for years. “I just never realized... It was in English!”

Ethan Crowe walked out of prison after seven years with nothing to his name and nowhere to belong. The world he returned to was unrecognisable. Gates had torn open across the globe, monsters roamed beyond human control, and society now revolved around the Titled - people chosen by mysterious voices and granted supernatural powers that made them heroes, weapons, and rulers all at once. Ethan wasn’t one of them. Not at first. Lost, angry, and with no future worth chasing, Ethan was barely surviving when a voice finally spoke to him. "Your Title is… Lord Of Beasts." But something about his awakening was wrong. Instead of gaining power in the real world like every other Titled, Ethan awakened a System tied to the Tower Of Beasts - a brutal, game-like world he can only enter while asleep. Inside the Tower, Ethan must fight for survival against monstrous creatures, earning power through a system of skills, evolution, and beasts. As for the beasts he acquires there? They persist beyond his dreams... Registered as an E-Rank Titled with only D-Rank potential, Ethan should have been insignificant. Yet the Lord of Beasts cannot be measured by ordinary standards. As Ethan grows stronger at an impossible rate, his existence begins to ripple outward - drawing the attention of elite Titled, criminal syndicates, and forces lurking behind the Gates themselves. His past refuses to stay buried, his beasts grow more dangerous, and the truth behind his Title hints at something far more terrifying than anyone realises. In a world ruled by power, Ethan Crowe starts at the bottom. But as the Lord of Beasts, it’s only a matter of time before he climbs to the top! P.S. This is my WSA 2026 Entry - all support with powerstones and reviews is appreciated :) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to real events, locations, or people are purely coincidental and not intended to portray anything.

He is the Supreme Heavenly Dao— the origin of all laws, the creator of every world, and the one who appointed countless Heavenly Daos to govern existence in his stead. Above him stands no heaven. Before him kneel all Daos. Except one. The Supreme Heavenly Empress—the only being he does not command, the only will he has ever chosen to follow. After ruling eternity and watching mortals love, age, and perish from beyond fate, the Supreme Heavenly Dao makes an impossible decision: to reincarnate into a mortal world with his Empress—not to escape power, but to experience love once more from the beginning. They descend with unsealed memories and undiminished power, concealing their supremacy as they live as ordinary mortals beneath the heavens they once created. Unknown to the appointed Heavenly Daos, their creator now walks among the very laws he forged. In a world where destiny is absolute, two mortals meet—already bound by a love older than time. As forgotten truths awaken, hidden Daos tremble, and their children are reborn across realms, the balance of existence begins to shift. For when the Dao itself chooses love over dominion, even heaven must learn to bow. This is a story of eternal devotion, family beyond divinity, and a supreme being who rules all creation— yet willingly kneels before one woman.

On that day, my novel was finally accepted by the Web Novel platform. But what I didn't foresee was that my celebration would remain unfinished. ​Yes, a truck. as if ripped straight from an anime scene. appeared, and I was transported to another world. Yet, the greatest surprise was not the magic, but the lack of it. I met no enchanting goddess to grant me power, nor did I inherit any special abilities. ​It seems my bad luck merely followed me into this new realm, leaving me stranded with nothing but a small axe. a tool so fragile it breaks the moment it cuts a single tree.