lovetriangle

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

"I heard people say that devil actually has a halo." "Honey but I-" "Shut up, I was not talking about you." Lily was the purest among the pure. Her mind and heart belonged to a man. A man that she died for countless times. Yet, blind devotion leads to exploitation. And she only got to know that her sacrifices were just mere contributions of the cruellest thing, when the devil approached her. A soft, baby-faced devil who looked like he never once touched a sword. However, it is true that this devil doesn't need sword, magic or any thing like that because He has the Truth. And that same truth made Lily hate him and love him at the same time. The same truth that made her the devil. The same truth that made her put a wing on his finger.

Five years ago, Maxim Holloway declared himself head over heels in love with his girlfriend, Ava Morgan—until Ava was wrongfully accused of a crime she didn't commit and sent to prison. Then Maxim just sort of...disappeared from her life. Ava believed he abandoned her, unaware that a tragic accident had stolen his memories and erased the life they shared. Now, after years of living as a completely different person, Maxim finally remembers himself and the woman that he lost. But he is far from the man Ava knew. He is now the feared heir of the Holloway family, a powerful man with a dark reputation. And Ava isn't the same woman either. Betrayed by the past, she doesn't trust their relationship anymore and she has so moved on with someone else. What is Ava going to do after Maxim regains his memories and wants his girlfriend back? Can she forget the past and accept man he has become, or will she choose the less chaotic life she built without him?

At Utopia Academy, every student believes they're chasing a future. None of them realize they're about to lose a season they'll spend the rest of their lives trying to find again. When XH, June, and Kitty are drawn into the same circle of friendships, rivalry, and first love, every shared glance carries a secret, every choice leaves a scar, and every heartbeat pulls them closer to a future none of them can escape. What begins as an ordinary campus life soon becomes a story of impossible choices, missed chances, and a love triangle destined to change them forever. Because not every confession arrives in time. Not every first love gets a second chance. And some seasons were never meant to belong to anyone.

In a world where reality and fiction mix, some people have systems and can experience priceless adventures while being broadcast live for anyone to see. This is what is called a Systems Plots! It doesn't have to be an actor or a celebrity, a random person will be chosen to live an adventure and have their life prepared for it. 'Unbreakable' is the System Plot of the year and critically acclaimed as a future classic and example to be followed, the story tells the difficult fate of Bella and Emil who stand out as the protagonists, against Irina the great villain to be stopped. After its smash hit it was successfully completed and now all the people involved could move on with their lives as it was before the start of all that or that's what everyone thought. 'Unbreakable' soon proved to be the killer System Weave that would take every award it competed for at the top awards of the year – Systems Plots Awards, SPA – , but what Irina didn't expect was to be warned by her system that a new story was about to come. Her mission was: Take Care of the Heroine's Child. Irina went from great villain to wealthy young woman who would strive to unconditionally care for a child. “Even if it is difficult, let me accompany this little child's every step.” Protagonists: Irina Cerdic, Amany Alsvi, Bella Opsahl (#Love triangle? Explanation below.) ______________________ Well, it's a love triangle since it's a trisal. Three women together!

Willow Hale survives the crash. Miles was driving. He walks away without a scratch. That should have been the worst part. It wasn't. She wakes up in a hospital bed and finds her life already gone. Miles stands beside her bed, calm, composed, holding another woman's hand. His boss's daughter. Christy Cordell. He tells the doctors everything. Voice steady. Eyes soft with concern. They broke up weeks before the accident, he says. Mutual. He only stayed because leaving felt cruel. Then he adds the detail that changes everything. Willow left him. For Zane. His best friend. The one man in the room who could end the lie with a single word. Zane looks at the floor. And nods. Drugged. Broken. Surrounded by faces repeating the same rehearsed story, Willow understands too late what is being built around her. One careless comment about confusion after trauma is all Miles needs. He turns betrayal into medical fact. Her engagement disappears in one clinical breath. Her memories become unreliable. Her grief gets filed under head injury. So, Willow stops arguing. Stops crying. Let them believe she's broken. But she remembers everything. This was never confusion. Miles had already replaced her before the crash ever happened. Zane just helped him bury the evidence. They think they rewrote her life while she was too shattered to stop them. They think silence means surrender. They have no idea what she's building behind that silence. Some men destroy loudly. The dangerous ones do it with soft voices, folded hands, and no blood anywhere in sight. And the quietest knife always cuts the deepest.

Amara Cole just wants to be an ordinary person. So she stays quiet, keeps her head down, and pretends her magic is barely worth noticing. But the truth? She’s stronger than anyone in the kingdom. Now she’s stuck at the most elite magic academy, surrounded by powerful nobles, a future king who won’t leave her alone, a warrior who thinks she has potential but is just lazy, a rival who wants her gone, and secrets that could shake the entire world. All Amara has to do is keep pretending to be ordinary. Easy… right?

This is complete English translation of Ang Mutya Ng Section E. The best that you will find. Dive into the world of JayJay, Keifer and Yuri.

I opened my mouth to scream, to beg, but my voice came out as a desperate rasp: "Please... don't leave me like this... finish it..." In that moment, while my body was burning with anticipation, I felt something entirely different. It wasn't the touch of his fingers this time, but a piercing cold that shocked my heated skin at my neck. It was a piece of ice, held skillfully between his lips, trailing with agonizing slowness down toward my chest. The contrast was terrifying and maddeningly arousing; the freezing ice making my pores constrict, followed immediately by the heat of his warm lips chasing the trail of the melt. I could hear the wet friction of his fingers inside my pussy and the sound of him suckling my breast. I felt as though my body was no longer mine; I was merely a mass of ignited nerves at his mercy, starving for him to end this torture and fill me completely with his entire being. But this time he drew closer until his scorching breath hit my ear, and he whispered in a hoarse voice dripping with lust: "Do you want me to put my dick inside you?" I didn't hesitate for a second; my body was screaming for it. "Yes... I want it." I felt the hot head of his dick touch the opening of my pussy. He began to tease it, sliding up and down, gliding easily due to the heavy wetness that drenched me. ----------- In just one night, everything changed. I gave myself to a mysterious stranger, A man whose face I have never seen but whose touch I could never forget. Now, I am pregnant, and the scandal threatens to destroy my family’s reputation in our small town. To cover the "shame," my family rushed to marry me off to a depraved old man. But on my wedding day, the church doors didn't just open they were shattered. A cold-blooded killer stormed the ceremony and put a bullet through my groom’s head before he could even touch me. I was kidnapped and whisked away to a private, fortress-like island where I finally met my captor. It turns out, the "stranger" from that fateful night wasn't just anyone. He is one of the most dangerous men in the underworld the Mafia Devil. And he has come to claim the only thing he values more than power: His unborn heir. "You belong to me now," he whispered against my skin. "And no one dead or alive will ever take what is mine." ----------------- #MafiaRomance #DarkRomance #SecretBaby #PossessiveLead #Kidnapping

They say seven is the number of perfection. For Luna Seraphine, it was the number that ended her silence. Six times, she tore the divorce papers apart, choosing love over pride, endurance over dignity, surrendering to the cruel demands of the mate who never cherished her. The seventh time, she signed her name without trembling. Alpha Ravyn panicked. His mistress, Daisy, the daughter of Seraphine’s former nanny, laughed it off. She’s only throwing a tantrum, they said. She’ll crawl back. They were wrong. The truth shattered what little remained of her heart: the child she had loved and raised for six years was never hers. That revelation became her breaking point. This time, Luna Seraphine walked away without looking back. As her power rose, so did Ravyn’s regret. The Alpha who once discarded her now slept outside her door, desperate for a single glance. But the woman who opened that door was no longer the Luna he broke. Cold, untouchable, unforgiving. Ravyn fell to his knees, begging for her hand, only to realize he was no longer the only one. Men of influence and power now competed for her attention because Luna Seraphine was no longer just a Luna. She was a world-renowned business mogul, a shadowed philanthropist. The most sought-after surgeon of her time, and a cyber genius. Then, a powerful, cold Alpha, one infamous for hating women, just shook the entire werewolf world and the North American billionaire elite, the Sovereign Circle, with a single tweet. “Sera is mine. I’ll pluck out the eyes of anyone who dares to look at her.” The internet exploded. The pack world went silent, and Ravyn… lost his mind. But the real question is this, will he dare challenge the richest, most powerful Alpha in the world… for the ex-wife he let go?

This book is still Jayfer

[COMPLETED] (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.

With a stepmother comes a stepfather—but for Loretta, the cruelest truth was this: her own mother treated her worse than either. “You will marry in your sister’s place,” her mother declared, her voice cold and final. Loretta’s breath caught. “Why? Isabella is the one who caused all this. Why must I pay for her mistakes?” Because the man waiting for her was no ordinary groom. Everyone knew Kevin Goodman was cursed. Two wives—both dead within a week. A fiancée—gone before the engagement day had even ended. To be tied to him was to walk willingly into the jaws of death. Yet, bound by his grandfather’s will, Kevin needed a wife… and an heir. He was the rightful successor to a vast empire—the kind of man women once dreamed of marrying. But now? What was wealth… when it came with a death sentence?

Ren has spent his entire life hiding the one thing that could destroy his dream. In a world where Alphas dominate the entertainment industry and Omegas are expected to become nothing more than obedient partners and childbearers, Ren refuses to accept his fate. So he does the impossible. He suppresses his pheromones, disguises himself as a Beta, and enters the country's most brutal idol survival show. Among more than a hundred contestants, Ren must prove that talent—not secondary gender—determines who deserves the spotlight. Then there's Kai... The talented Alpha who becomes his roommate. The man who is impossible to ignore. And eventually, the first person to discover Ren's secret. But Kai doesn't expose him. He protects him. As friendships become rivalries, contestants become stars, and the world begins watching their every move, Ren's carefully constructed identity starts to crack. Because surviving the competition might be easier than surviving the truth.

Veronica went from college boyfriend-girlfriend to husband and wife with Jonathan Rollings. They got married and on Jonathan’s request, kept their marriage a secret. He even gave her a silver band saying one day he would change it to a diamond ring. Two years after their marriage, Jonathan met Imelda who promised to help him build his business for a favor. Fulfilling this favor, seven years have passed by. Today, she’s still legally married to Jonathan Rollings, now one of the city's most powerful men, yet she serves wine at his parties in a server's uniform while Imelda openly calls him her fiance. Not only this, to the world, her husband is dead. Even her daughter cannot call her father Jonathan and must call him “Mr. Rollings”, while Imelda’s son calls him “dad” in public. She has endured it all in silence, hoping one day he will accept them in public. But after seven years of silence, she gives up. Behind Veronica’s back, something else was quietly unraveling. Marriage records changed, money she never received, correspondence she never heard of. Imelda didn’t want to make Jonathan forget Veronica, she was erasing her from his life. But when she saw not only her health but her daughter’s life was also affected, she decided to give up and stop sacrificing anymore. Now, with a countdown running, Veronica decides to give Jonathan the last chance to choose her or Imelda, and finally she takes the decision. Some could lose everything they thought they were protecting. Some will find they never left them. And one woman, who was a secret for seven years, will become a truth no one can deny. Veronica survived being erased. The only question is, whether Jonathan can see through Imelda’s schemes and win his love, Veronica, back or not.

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.

She sneaked into his house, intending only to use his finger to make a fingerprint. Little did she expect that her plan to steal a chicken would end up losing a handful of rice. During a certain party, when someone asked what was good about Mo Nanjue, Tong Ran, thoroughly enjoying her meal, overlooked the figure behind her and blurted out, "He's filthy rich!" As soon as she got home and was about to open the door, someone blocked her at the entrance. "I heard you like that I'm filthy... rich?" Tong Ran's face turned red. "Mo Nanjue, you have no shame!" [Published under the title "Never Forget Your Original Aspiration, Grant You Morning and Evening," it's available in print; feel free to buy and add to your collection~] [The main story is complete, and side stories are still updating, so dive in with confidence~]

Despite her wealthy husband's love for another, Yuri Qaisa persisted in a life of loneliness for three years before seeking a divorce, only to be ruthlessly abused by Mark Luther. When his first love was kidnapped, Mark swapped Yuri's life for hers. After waking up under a different identity, she returned to his side, seeking revenge on the reprehensible man and the condescending woman for all that they did to her. Just when Yuri was triumphant, Mark apprehended her. Yuri turned pale with fright, "When… when did you find out?" Affectionately, Mark replied, "Faces and habits might change, but your signature scent never did. Wifey, it's been five years, time to come home!"