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The Battle in the History Room and Unfinished Verdicts

My boyfriend is a police officer who can defuse bombs faster than I can defuse mines in video games. And I am a lawyer trainee who lost his memory after a free first date explosion. Everyone around me said he and I were the perfect couple. Unfortunately, I looked at him like he was an alien, not even asking about his name, let alone a passionate love affair. But it seems like he's starting to doubt this "new person" of mine. Maybe because I used to be gentle and ladylike, but now... The other day, I held a glass of wine and "competed" with a bunch of thugs. He opened his eyes wide and said: "Hey... You know how to fight?" The other day, I carried a child's wooden gun, loaded it "clack clack" like a professional, and he turned pale: "You... You know how to shoot?" I scratched my head, bewildered: "Huh, do I just know how to cry?" He sighed: "I thought you were a useless lawyer." I also said to myself: "I also thought I was a useless lawyer!" So a "girly" lawyer like me suddenly received an email "falling from the sky" from some mysterious organization. "Thank you for your hard work in gaining the subject's trust, the next reserve fund has already been transferred." I was about to reply to the email when the sender's address disappeared without a trace. Then one day my bank account jumped to nine figures. I was completely frozen. This money... seems a bit wrong! It's definitely not the salary of a weak lawyer!
Nhi872 · 7.4k Views

Blood and Butterflies

[Warning: Mature Content, Gore, R-18+] The Kingdom offered Mirabelle to the World Eater as a sacrifice. Instead, he made her his queen. Now Mirabelle commands the nightmare called Revas: beautiful, terrifying, and bound to her in blood and devotion. With a single word, he would tear kingdoms apart and drown the world in blood just to make her smile. They thought they were feeding a monster. But they were crowning a goddess. In a love story of blood and butterflies, the world will end with a beautiful, devastating flutter of wings. Excerpt: Revas knelt before her, his massive frame making the throne of bones he had built for her in the Abyss look small. The air smelled of fresh slaughter. "You are shaking, little Princess," he purred, his voice a low rumble that vibrated against her chest. He reached out, a clawed hand hovering near her throat. "Are you finally afraid?" Mirabelle didn't flinch. She stepped forward, closing the distance until the cold silver of his collar pressed against her stomach. She reached up, not to push him away, but to thread her fingers through his snow-white hair, forcing him to look up at her. "I am shaking," she admitted, her voice void of warmth. "But not from fear, Revas." His pupils dilated. "Then what?" "Anticipation," she replied, a cruel smile touching her lips. "I’m thinking about how their screams will sound when I let you off this leash." Revas froze. Then, slowly, a grin spread across his face, predatory, worshipful, and completely unhinged. He pressed his cheek against her palm, nuzzling into her touch like a starving wolf. "Then give the command, Mistress," he breathed. "And I will turn this world into a graveyard for you." -------------------- Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887 ** The beautiful cover art belongs to me and was comissioned by elkshan (Instagram)
DollyRoma · 56.2k Views

The Runaway Huntress

*WPC #139 FL-modern werewolf Silver Tier ******************** Too much for being a werewolf. A werewolf that can never shift. But that's the least of her concerns. For she had a pack to hunt, a family to avenge, and a life to survive. Melisca Lorwey is a half-blood wolf and human. Exiled by her father's clan and hated by her mother's side. When both of her parents died, she had no one else but herself alone. Witnessing how her parents had been murdered, she decided to hunt the killers as her life mission. Though she couldn't shift, she still had the abilities of a wolf. Then someone added to her life complications. Ezekiel Rawson Stavrus made her mission even harder to accomplish. She doesn't want anyone to distract or, worse, stop her plans. The very last thing she needed was the most powerful and possessive alpha chasing after her. So the moment she heard him say, “Mine." She fled away like her life's on the line. --------------------------- AN: This is not your typical romance. This is not your lovey-dovey werewolf troupe. THIS IS BLOODY, VENGEFUL, AND ANGRY. It focuses in bloody revenge, duties, and responsibilities first. Love isn't everything for the characters. It could be all or nothing in their wicked world of greed, power, and darkness. Shared universe with... > SYSTEM MISSION: TAME THE MAFIA BOSS - Military General FL and Mafia Boss ML Please check this out as well. Thank you. Love in Hate in Love - Artist/Musician FL and CEO ML
IzannahFrame · 313.7k Views

Reborn as the Wife He Killed

Alia is a skilled thief who, in search of a legendary treasure, sneaks into a castle under the cover of night. However, she unexpectedly witnesses the castle’s owner, the handsome and cold-hearted billionaire Marcellus, murder his wife. In the chaos of her escape, Alia is discovered and killed by him. But death isn’t the end. Alia wakes up to find herself reborn a year earlier, this time in the body of the wife Marcellus had killed—Livia. Faced with the man who had once killed her, now acting outwardly kind but still harboring deadly intentions, Alia knows she must uncover the truth within a year and avoid the same tragic fate. Her plan? Escape the castle and steal the treasure. During her time in the castle, Alia discovers that Livia’s identity is far from simple, and she soon finds herself tangled in a deeper conspiracy. Marcellus’s younger brother, Elias, has a close, secret relationship with Livia, one that seems to involve hidden feelings. As Alia secretly investigates Marcellus’s true intentions, she is drawn to his conflicting mixture of gentleness and coldness. At the same time, the body of Livia compels her to develop feelings for Elias, whose tender care for her awakens a sense of warmth. Caught in a whirlwind of emotions, Alia realizes that every person’s motives are more complex than they first appear, and she must make difficult choices between truth, revenge, love, and survival. As the one-year deadline approaches, the conspiracy unfolds, and Marcellus’s true intentions toward Livia are exposed. Alia finally finds a chance to escape. But with emotions tangled and fate inextricably linked to the castle, will she choose revenge and freedom, or will she find redemption and true love within the deadly walls of the castle?
pikapikaqu12 · 360.6k Views

The Reincarnated CEO Banker Returns for Revenge

Jonathan Raines was once the towering figure behind Rainescorp Bank—a visionary CEO whose legacy was etched into the vaults, systems, and culture of the institution he built from the ground up. But in his final moments, confined to a hospital bed and weakened by illness, he was betrayed by the two people he trusted most: his son Eli Raines, and his protégé-turned-Chairman, Voss. Together, they orchestrated his removal, dismantled his influence, and buried his name beneath a wave of corporate reform. Six years later, Jonathan awakens in a new body—young, anonymous, and staring directly at the skyscraper that once bore his name. With no credentials, no allies, and no proof of who he was, he applies to Rainescorp’s trainee program under the same name: Jonathan Raines. The system flags him. HR dismisses it. But Chairman Voss feels the echo immediately. Eli, now Vice President of Ethics and Reform, doesn’t recognize his father—but something about the man’s posture, cadence, and unconscious tics begins to haunt him. Assigned to the Risk Division, Jonathan begins a slow, methodical infiltration of the bank’s symbolic terrain. He pretends to struggle with the new systems—systems he and Eli designed together in the final months before the betrayal. His mentor, Lena, grows suspicious as he fumbles basic tasks but demonstrates uncanny fluency with legacy protocols long since deprecated. Surveillance officers note his eerie resemblance to the founder. The AI system begins to glitch, quoting Jonathan’s old commands. And Eli, increasingly unsettled, tries to rationalize the impossible. As Jonathan embeds himself deeper into Rainescorp’s infrastructure, he initiates a series of ritual overrides—mentoring interns, manipulating reform initiatives, and quietly restoring fragments of his original architecture. Each move is precise, symbolic, and emotionally detached. He does not seek redemption. He does not want reconciliation. He wants control.
johnlnewstead1 · 5.8k Views

Rejected and Pregnant: Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince

"A Rejected Omega, A Dark Alpha Prince and their twisted dangerous fate." Amelie Conley, the eldest daughter of a revered Alpha family, was once expected to carry on her family’s proud legacy. However, when she turned sixteen, she failed to awaken her wolf, which made her earn the scornful title—the Curse of the Conley Family. At eighteen, she found her destined mate and carried his child, believing she had finally been given a chance at happiness. But when she rushed to share the news, she found him in a compromising position with her younger sister, Flora. Betrayal cut deeper than any wound, but the final blow came when he rejected her without hesitation, declaring Flora as his true mate. Shunned and heartbroken, Amelie made the painful decision to leave her pack for the sake of her unborn child. But just as she tried to escape, she was ambushed—hunted down like prey. Desperate to protect herself and the life growing inside her, Amelie fled to save herself and her unborn child, only to collapse into the arms of an enigmatic stranger—Gabriel Sinclair. Gabriel was no ordinary man. He was the Alpha Prince, a name feared across the nation. For twelve long years, he had scoured the lands for his mate, only to find nothing. He had convinced himself that the Moon Goddess despised him, just as his own mother had. But the moment he laid eyes on Amelie, everything changed. "You were marked, weren't you?" His voice dropped, edged with something dangerously close to possession as his gaze met hers, demanding the truth.  The question left Amelie in a dilemma. She didn't wish to tell him the truth. "I am not an ordinary wolf, Amelie. Who the fuck marked you before me?" Gabriel voiced in a possessive yet intimidating tone.  Amelie didn’t know that the man, who saved her was none other than the infamous Dark Tyrant—the Alpha Prince, Gabriel Sinclair, whose intentions were still unknown to her. ~~~~ **The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life.** Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight__pcy
Light_ray · 1.5m Views

Hades' Cursed Luna

In a world where Lycans and werewolves are sworn enemies, Eve Valmont is a werewolf cursed by a prophecy and framed. Betrayed by her own pack and imprisoned for years, her fate takes a darker twist when she is offered to the Lycan King, Hades Stavros—a ruler feared for his ruthless conquests and deadly prowess. Bound by an ancient prophecy and haunted by the ghosts of her past, Eve is now at the mercy of the one being she should hate and fear the most—The Hand of Death himself. Hades, a king carved from blood and his own soul's decay, determined to avenge his family's slaughter and rid his people of the werewolves. He believes Eve is the key to his victory. To him, she is nothing but weapon foretold by prophecy, a tool he will wield to destroy the opposing forces threatening his pack. Yet, he finds himself craving this powerful yet broken woman. Leaving him questioning if she is truly his weapon or the one destined to unravel his carefully laid plans. *** He stalked toward me, a predator closing in on its prey, his eyes dark and unreadable. "So, you laugh?" His voice was low, dangerously soft, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how difficult it had become to breathe. "Hades, I—" "But you only laugh at other men's jokes," he interrupted, his gaze piercing, devoid of any humor. "Not your husband's." The accusation in his tone was sharp, slicing through the air between us. A nervous chuckle escaped me. "You can't be serious... He’s your beta, for Goddess’ sake." In an instant, he closed the distance between us, so fast it left me breathless. His hands gripped my waist, pulling me flush against his body, the heat of him making my skin tingle. I gasped, but before I could say a word, his lips crashed onto mine, claiming my mouth with a force that sent shockwaves through me. The kiss was punishing, hungry—I couldn't breathe, couldn't think. When he finally pulled back, I was trembling, my chest heaving as I struggled to regain my breath. His eyes, dark and stormy, searched mine with a possessive intensity. "You can’t laugh at my jokes..." he whispered, his voice a dangerous rasp as his fingers trailed lower, sending a shiver down my spine, "but you’ll come with my fingers." I shivered, heat pooling low in my belly at his words, his touch. The world around us blurred, fading into nothing as his hand slipped lower, drawing a ragged gasp from my lips. The look in his eyes told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me, and there was no denying the primal connection between us in that moment. "I don’t need your laughter," he murmured against my skin, his breath hot on my neck. "I’ll have every other part of you instead." **** Dark fantasy romance Morally Grey ML Angst Suspense ENEMIES to lovers Smut (like sprinkles on your ice cream)
Lilac_Everglade · 2.6m Views

The Last Monad: He Who Defies the Heavens

In a world where martial clans shape the order of nations, Jin Tie—a brilliant but hopelessly lazy young heir—spends his days perfecting napping techniques rather than martial ones. The only thing he takes seriously is protecting his younger sister, Jin Yue, born with blocked meridians and a future forever separated from the martial path. His peaceful world ends in a single afternoon. Without warning, a being of impossible power descends from the sky. Storms warp. Reality trembles. And before Jin Tie can even understand what is happening, his entire clan is erased from existence. His sister is taken into a void no mortal should witness. Everything he knew—warm mornings, childish bickering, the gentle rhythm of an ordinary life—turns to ash. He should have died with them. He didn’t. Not through luck. Not through power. But because something about him lies outside the reach of fate itself—a truth the heavens themselves cannot decipher. He hides his name, buries his past, and trudges through two brutal years of survival—scraping by with odd jobs, harsh battles, and relentless self-training. When he reemerges into the martial world, he is no longer the carefree heir of a powerful clan, but a ghost wearing a boy’s face. Now alone, stripped of name, home, and identity, he wanders the martial world as a ghost in a boy’s body. His heart is cold. His eyes are empty. Only one thing keeps him moving: Somewhere out there… his sister still exists. To reach her, he joins the greatest event of the generation: The Tournament of the Ten Dragons and Phoenixes, where prodigies gather and legends are born. There, his presence ignites shock and suspicion: A seventeen-year-old unaffiliated youth at the Profound Concept stage. A Ki so pure it defies classification. A calm so deep it feels unnatural. A talent that even patriarchs whisper about. But power draws attention—wanted and unwanted. The seven rulers of the martial world begin to take notice. Some see potential. Some see danger. Some see a puzzle that should not exist. And in the shadows, forces far older and deeper than clans are beginning to move. Jin Tie does not seek glory. He does not seek revenge. He seeks only one thing: A path to reach the place where his sister was taken. To do that, he must climb beyond the limits of martial arts. Beyond the boundaries of fate. Beyond the horizon of the world itself. The boy who once chased naps must now chase the impossible— and with every step he takes, the heavens tremble a little more.
BIGFYN · 897 Views