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"Beauty Chained to the Beast"

Yeo Jun is a boy whose life seems to have everything. A talented artist, born into a wealthy family, surrounded by luxury, blessed with loving parents and a life most people can only dream of—what more could he possibly want? His life is perfect. At least, that is what everyone says. Until mysterious scars appear in his life—marks that turn the perfect Beauty into something incomplete. Because that is what everyone says this time, too. And then, another chapter of Yeo Jun’s life begins. Those very marks place him within the Beast’s hunting gaze, turning an already-marked Beauty into his next prey. But what will the Beast do with a prey whose secrets are mysteriously intertwined with his own life? --- # Reader Advisory | Content Warning **Age Rating:** **18+ (Mature Audiences Only)** This novel is intended for mature readers and contains themes that may be emotionally distressing or triggering for some individuals. ### Themes Include: * Dark Psychological Fiction * Trauma, PTSD, and Complex Trauma * Depression and Anxiety * Emotional and Psychological Abuse * Family Dysfunction * Organized Crime and Mafia Themes * Political Corruption * Kidnapping * Violence and Murder * Human Trafficking * Obsession * Mental Health Disorders * Hallucinations and Dissociation * Grief and Loss * Slow-Burn Boy × Boy (BL) Romance * Healing, Recovery, and Hope ### Author's Note This novel does not support, glorify, or justify violence, abuse, or criminal behavior. These themes are explored to portray the deeper layers of human fear, pain, and emotional suffering—especially the struggles that are often misunderstood, dismissed, or overlooked. Through its characters, the story explores how deeply extreme fear and trauma can affect a person.Reader discretion is strongly advised.
K_Kailani · 33k Views

B.T.G

For as long as mortals have existed, there have been gods above them. They created worlds. Shaped civilizations. Watched kingdoms rise and fall. To most, they are distant beings. Figures of worship, fear, and legend. But the gods have never been as distant as humanity believes.  Long ago, something shattered the order between gods and mortals. Some gods turned against their own kind. Others sought greater control over the lives beneath them. Wars were fought, truths were buried, and humanity continued forward without ever knowing just how much of its history had been shaped by beings watching from above. Now, on the planet Pernitis, humanity has built a world of its own. Technology has reached heights once thought impossible. Awakened individuals possess abilities capable of changing entire nations, while the D.O.P. the most powerful military and political force on the planet. Maintains order over an increasingly dangerous world. Far away from much of that world lives Arisa Sakarame. Raised among her people and largely removed from the sprawling cities beyond them, Arisa never cared about gods, governments, prophecies, or the powers struggling for control of Pernitis. She had a home, a family. Everything life could give. Until it was taken from her… In a single night, the world Arisa knew was torn apart. And it awakened something deep within her. In a universe where gods have spent countless ages deciding the fate of mortals, one young woman’s journey may eventually force both sides to confront a question. What happens when humanity no longer needs its gods?
XSwizzzX · 15.3k Views

My 3 in 1

"Hey! Why did you undress?" I said without glancing at him, only to hear his genuine and humorous laugh. "What happened to you? Why do you look so scared? Oh, come on, don't you dare think nasty of me". Again, with his joyful and teasing laughter. I just shut my mouth and ignored him. I focused my glare on the floor, shivering cold in my sopping wet dress. "Didn’t you say you wanted to stay for a while, and that you don't want to go home yet? It's not good for you to stay in your soaked dress for very long. I'm serious, and I don't want you to get hypothermia. So, you'd better slip off that gown and hang it on the railing to dry a little. Doesn't it feel heavy?" He looks serious, delivering his point. He's probably right, but that seems uncomfortable. Disrobing in front of Ziggy while ogling over his naked body, it feels so awkward to me. He is my best friend, my hero, and if there is something that is most important in my life, it is to not lose him. I tried hard not to fall in love with him because they say relationships are complicated, and being in love with your best friend and failing hurts double time. What if it's too late for me to realize that he is more than just a best friend, but really my first and only true love? DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN ADULT LANGUAGE AND CONTENT. IT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 AND MAY NOT BE SUITABLE FOR ALL ADULT READERS. VIEW AT YOUR DISCRETION. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Gnaipafe · 246.6k Views

Fates entangled: Tied by a red string, Linked by Blood

Fates entangled - Synopsis “The unavoidable pyre is the one built from desires, so always be prepared to burn.” . . . He was a playboy living the life he wanted, with everything going his way. She was an actress living the life she had fought for, with the future shining bright for her. They have never met, and their lives should have never intersected. Only, their lives did intersect… and they met. That day, she broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair for that small box that held the key to a whole empire. He smiled, laughed, and joked, until he could not laugh anymore, because suddenly, their fates were now entangled, all because of a red string, all because of an old man who left one last gift for his beloved grandson, along with one last infuriating message: ‘Kid, fate is a marvelous thing, but it has never been kind to you. However, what one can not do, two will be able to. Even against the world, together, you will be able to stand. With the red string tied, your fates are now entangled, like two sides of the same coin, sharing pain and joy, fortune and misfortune. Of course, there is nothing that can't be undone. You will just need to find out the how by yourself, then get the true treasure. Till then, beware of the full moon. Hehe…’ Yeah, a very infuriating message indeed. Then nothing wanted to go his way anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ Their first meeting? She broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair. Of course she got what she wanted, but not the last laugh, ending up tied to him in what could only be called a forced engagement. After all, only if she was his other half would she share his misfortune with him, right? Shackles, heirship, legacy, and life, some things to be fought against, others to be fought for, because maybe he didn't know, or maybe he did, that the last misfortune was coming for him, even though he… never drank blood… or maybe precisely because he never did. ..... On Webnovel, Scribble Hub, Wattpad, and RoyalRoad.
LifeDayDreams · 34.7k Views