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My Monster Man

In the rotting husk of a world where cities burn under atomic skies and power is measured in blood and blackmail, Draxton is owned by the Krossvales — seven orphaned brothers raised by a sadistic father into gods of violence. They deal in weapons, fear, and broken bodies, profiting from every war while the rest of humanity chokes on ash. Vernon Krossvale is their blade: 6'2" of scarred, combat-hardened muscle, long dark hair framing a face carved from stone and rage, coat always open over a bare, slashed torso. He kills without blinking, feels nothing when he does — until the night a girl sees him gut a man in the forest with brass knuckles and pull out his intestine. Vernon's death gaze falls on her. She runs. He smells her fallen handkerchief. And something inside him — long dead — wakes up. Ira Royvane never wanted Draxton. She came for survival, not salvation. But that night branded her. She was never meant to survive the gaze that pinned her in the dark — eyes that saw her to the bones. Vernon haunts every sketch she draws — his bloodied hands, his shadowed eyes, his lethal beauty. When the Krossvales seize her school through threats and terror, turning classrooms into their personal hunting ground, Ira becomes prey in their empire of cruelty. The Krossvales violate the girls the way wolves tear meat from still-kicking prey—playful, tearing, taking turns. Any brother, father, boyfriend who bares teeth in defense is dragged down and opened from throat to groin. While innocence bleeds—the monsters laugh . Vernon watches — always watching — helpless against Kai’s insanity and his own buried guilt. Until the day Ira crashes into him again, body pressed to his fever-hot skin, and for one heartbeat the monster feels something worse than emptiness: need. The man who has never wanted anything now wants one thing above all: her. Not to destroy. Not to possess. To shield. To keep. To feel something other than guilt and emptiness for the first time in his ruined life. In a city where mercy is suicide and love is the deadliest sin, a monster begins to question his chains — and a girl begins to wonder if the nightmare who haunts her drawings might be the only one capable of saving her from the rest of the monsters . **My Monster Man** — A raw, obsessive dark romance of guilt that bleeds, trauma that scars, forbidden desire that burns, and the fragile, dangerous hope that even the blackest heart can still protect the soul it was never meant to touch.
Anuvuti_Roy · 1.5k Views

Falling For The Man I Was Meant To Ruin

Adrian Vale was supposed to have it all—a billion-dollar empire, a bride who loved him, and a legacy carved in his name. He was kind, trusting, and believed loyalty meant something. Until he was betrayed and lost everything on the day that was suppose to be the happiest day of his life. Adrian stood at the altar and watched his fiancée walk into his brother’s arms, the same brother who stole his birthright in front of everyone, and from that day on, the gentle heir died. What emerged was a man forged in ice and fury. Years later, Adrian rebuilt himself into something far more powerful than what was stolen from him. He became the predator in every boardroom, the nightmare his enemies whispered about, and the man who trusted no one and needed nothing. His life was perfectly controlled, he was cold, calculating, and completely alone, with no weakness, or love, and he stop giving people second chances. Then Elena Marlowe walked into his world. She had warm eyes that saw past his walls, a genuine smile that made him feel almost human again, and an innocence that didn’t belong anywhere near a man like him. She didn’t run when he pushed her away. She didn’t break when he was cruel. What Adrian doesn’t know? Elena was sent to destroy him. Planted by his enemies to become his weakness, to slip past every defense he’d built, to make him feel again—so they could rip it all away. And what Elena doesn’t know? She’s the weapon. And she has no idea she’s being used. When the man who vowed never to love again meets the woman designed to break him, the line between revenge and redemption begins to blur. He starts feeling things he swore he’d buried forever. She starts seeing the wounded man beneath the monster. But when the truth comes out—when Adrian discovers the one person who made him believe in love again was sent to ruin him—will he become the villain everyone feared? Or will she be the only one who can save them both? In a world built on betrayal, can two broken people find something worth fighting for?
Ele_Na_3736 · 1.4k Views

MY RUIN: In Love With My Step-Uncle

Clara Vance had it all. Millions of followers, a beauty empire built on glamour, and a life curated for the camera. But a lost bet with her mother sends her away from a marvelous weekend trip to Mykonos and into the dusty attic of her family’s decaying ancestral manor. The catch was her inheritance. Her task? A dreary clear-out. Her discovery? A centuries-old diary belonging to her great-grandmother, Eleanor Thorne. The ink tells a story of a forgotten history. Eleanor’s forbidden obsession with her guardian and step-uncle, Casimir Guggenheim, a ruthless railroad tycoon with a heart of stone. But when Clara touches the tear-stained pages, the scent of crushed gardenias doesn’t just fill the room, it drags her back to 1879. Trapped in Eleanor’s corseted body, Clara finds herself under the roof of the very man who haunted the diary. To the world, Casimir is a cold, untouchable magnate. To Clara, he’s a puzzle she’s determined to break. The problem? Clara isn’t the timid, fragile girl Casimir remembers. She’s a 21st-century It Girl with no filter, a strategic mind for business, a total lack of respect for Gilded Age propriety and a defiance waiting for trouble to happen. While the original Eleanor was a victim of her station, Clara is ready to burn the cage down. As Clara navigates a world where a single misstep means ruin, scheming relatives see her as a pawn, and a powerful suitor sees her as nothing but a business merger. She realizes the history books were wrong. Rewriting Eleanor’s tragic end is dangerous, especially when she starts falling for the man she was never supposed to have. History says they’re a tragedy. Clara says history is about to get a makeover.
Luna_Primrose · 9.1k Views

明朝中兴实录

The Restoration Records of the Ming is a work of speculative “historical reenactment” built on the late-Ming/early-Qing fault line. It asks a single, unforgiving question: when the same collapse, the same invasion, and the same bureaucratic net descend again—does history still end in the same place? The book is not driven by a simplistic calculus of victory and defeat. Its core is an inquiry into where humiliation comes from, and how it can be erased. Humiliation is never the work of an external enemy alone; it is also born from the collapse of internal order—institutions that fail, rules that stop working, and a people who can no longer trust one another. Accordingly, “erasing” humiliation is not only a counteroffensive on the battlefield. It is the rebuilding of a rule-set that can reconnect a shattered society—what the novel calls Gates, Routes, and Rosters. Gates are the nodes through which people and goods must pass; Routes are repeatable procedures that make passage possible without begging or bribery; Rosters are the network’s eyes—structured knowledge that replaces rumor, panic, and arbitrary accusation. Rebuilding them means restoring predictability where terror thrives: ensuring that ordinary people are no longer called out by name at will, stripped at will, killed at will; ensuring that the state no longer depends on the lucky appearance of a single hero, but endures through sustainable institutions and coordination. In the end, the “Restoration of the Ming” becomes a rebuttal to historical inevitability. The novel argues that if, at the first moment of breakdown, we can preserve the skeleton of order, then history does not have to repeat its most humiliating chapters.
Edmondsen · 15.1k 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 · 1.8m Views

System Player: Luna

System Player: Luna When Luna opens her eyes, the world she knew is gone. In its place stands a ruined city governed by an invisible system—one that assigns levels, grants skills, and turns survival into a game with no exit. Monsters roam freely. Players fight for power. Death is permanent. Luna is not special because she is strong. She is special because she connects. From the moment the system awakens her, something about Luna unsettles its rigid rules. Her abilities don’t focus on destruction or domination, but on bonds—threads that tie souls together, allowing trust, strength, and emotion to become power. Where others rise alone, Luna grows alongside those who choose to stand with her. As she gathers a small unit of survivors, Luna becomes the quiet center holding them together. Kai, a disciplined warrior haunted by control. Twin siblings Mira and Arin, sharp-tongued and fiercely loyal. A broken family hiding secrets the system wants erased. And Liora—a silent girl hunted by the system itself. Together, they build more than a team. They build a home. But the system is watching. As Luna’s power evolves, it begins to reveal an unsettling truth: she was never meant to exist this way. Classified as a Legacy Anchor, Luna represents something the system cannot fully calculate—choice, empathy, and growth beyond control. Every bond she forms destabilizes the rules that govern this world, drawing attention from powerful enemies and elite hunters who seek to claim or destroy her. Caught between survival and rebellion, Luna must decide what kind of player she will become. Because in a world designed to turn people into weapons, choosing to care might be the most dangerous act of all. System Player: Luna is a post-apocalyptic progression fantasy filled with emotional depth, slow-burn romance, found family, and a living system that fears the one player it cannot command. And this time… The system may have chosen wrong.
Melinda_Labrooy · 16.9k Views