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In a kingdom ruled by prophecy and power, Crown Prince Kaelion is feared as much as he is respected. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Until he's forced to bind himself to the last surviving mage of a fallen bloodline-Evren Solare. Reckless, defiant, and dangerous, Evren has no intention of bowing to a prince. But when an ancient enemy rises from the shadows, the two must unite to save the realm-or destroy each other in the process. Magic. Betrayal. Lust. In a world where loyalty is rare and love is forbidden, one bond could decide the fate of an empire.

For Han Yeechan, a quiet life was the only goal until it became a cage. Kang Dae-hyun, the campus golden boy, has been systematically dismantling Yeechan’s world piece by piece. Isolated and watched even in his most private moments, Yeechan finally sees the truth behind the perfect smile. This isn't a story of affection; it's a calculated psychological trap. In Dae-hyun’s world, every attempt to escape only tightens the walls around him.

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^

I'm an Omega in an Alpha-dominated field. My Alpha didn't have to break my ankle or lock me up--- I got pregnant on purpose so he'll be stuck with me forever. I thought I was winning in life by being the toxic one. But I forgot there's a reason why Alphas dominate the field of scumbags. My Alpha, whom I thought was innocent and incapable of hurting me, suddenly brought back all my trauma with just one stupid move. Well, as I said earlier, I'm an Omega in an Alpha-dominated field. I'm not a martyr who'll stay with someone who has hurt me. Now let the chasing begin.

She was on the verge of death— and woke up in someone else’s body. The same world. The same modern reality. But beneath it lies something hidden—dangerous and unforgiving. Now she is Alan Holivan, the younger son of a powerful aristocratic family. To survive, she must hide the truth, fall to the very bottom, and climb her way up step by step. Into a world where power exists. Where monsters roam. Where the gifted are tools—and the aristocrats decide everything. Now he has to fight— against the system, against others… and against feelings that have no place in this life. Because in this world, the weak are used, the strong are broken, and love may become the most dangerous mistake of all. — Slow-burn development | M/M romance | Dark fantasy

In the secretive depths of the ocean, two sea creatures, Sarit and Abyss, though quite different, stay close only to each other pursuing thirst for revenge. Though they belong to different species, their shared hatred unites them. Sarit was a siren, despising humans, while Abyss, a Cecaelia sea creature, harbors a fierce grudge against the elusive Akkorokamui tribe. As they conspire to carry out their enemies extermination, their plans take an unexpected turn. Instead of vengeance, they discover emotions they never knew existed, for the very targets they sought to destroy. Embarking on an adventurous journey into uncharted waters, Sarit and Abyss confront not only the enemies they once sought to eliminate but also the deeper truths of their world, and themselves. In a realm where betrayal lurks beneath the waves, who will survive this battle? As they unravel the mysteries of a life never seen, they must navigate the complexities of their newfound feelings and decide what truly matters. Will they embrace their emotions, or will the tides of revenge wash them away? Author Note: Read through the first 8-9 chapters before judging, it gets better.

Aiden Lioren, son of the Director of Magical Regulation, hunts illegal mages for the State in a city where every spark of power is monitored and controlled. Their official enemy: “Deviants,” unregistered magic users whose emotions make their powers unpredictable and “dangerous.” On his first night in the field, during a storm-soaked raid in the South Sector, Aiden feels a violent surge of electricity ripple through the city an anomaly that briefly blacks out an entire street. The source is an Electromancer Deviant, powerful and undisciplined, already targeted for capture or elimination under new State protocols. As Aiden rides with the enforcement unit into the chaos, he is determined to prove himself worthy of his father’s expectations and the Department’s ideology. What he doesn’t know yet is that the Deviant they’re hunting will shatter everything he believes about danger, control, and who truly threatens the city and that this forbidden enemy will soon become the person his heart refuses to let go.

In Illuminés, the City of a Thousand Lights, power belongs to alphas and obedience is carved into the bones of omegas. Soren was supposed to be safe a beta, invisible, untouchable. But fate branded him with the rarest mark: an Omega Dominant, a living anomaly whose beauty could ignite wars and whose scent could bend kings to their knees. He hides behind layers of powder and lies, serving in the Palace of Golden Ashes where predators roam and secrets bleed through gilded walls. Every breath is a gamble, every glance a blade. Because if they discover what he is, he won’t just lose his freedom he’ll lose himself. And when the Alpha of Alphas turns his gaze toward him, survival becomes a dangerous game of desire and power. PS: It my first tentative to write a novel so it will not be perfect but I will still try enjoy☺️

Ellis Roselle is a prideful Alpha and the precious heir of the richest Roselle family in Crystal Country. Proud of his wealth, his looks, his charm… and most of all, his ability to read minds, Ellis isn’t just an S-Class—he’s an SS-Class Alpha, rarer than rare. With his specialty, he can make anyone fall in love with him in seconds, no matter who stands before him. His life is perfect, heavenly even. Everyone adores him. Everyone calls him their Moon… Ellis Roselle. Until his family suddenly accepts a marriage proposal from X country’s richest family: the Stonehearts. The groom? Silas Stoneheart, a Beta boy who can’t speak. Wait… Ellis is disgusted. He hates Betas—anyone without scent or pheromones. "I’m not marrying him. No matter what happens…" "He can’t even speak…" "I can’t spend my life with a useless mute Beta." He tries everything to decline this marriage. He argues, he rebels, he schemes. But his strict parents have already promised. In the end, he gives up—agreeing to marry Silas only socially, not from the heart. From the very first day Silas steps into Crystal Country, Ellis vows to make this Beta’s life hell. But Silas is not a normal Beta. Every time Ellis tries to read his mind… everything is blank. What… why is everything blank? Does he even have a mind? Every attempt to irritate him, every trick to frustrate or provoke him, meets only silence, no expression, no reaction. Is he really human? What is he…? And most importantly… what happens when Ellis discovers the secret behind his mute Beta wife? #MindReading #UnreadableML #HiddenSecrets #SSClassAlpha #Strongactingweak Please give a try to my new story—your useless mute beta might just surprise you! (♡˙︶˙♡) Meowly♡

“Aaaah, you mean that useless fuck?’” In other words: Tao Hua's life in Siyue Town is fucking miserable, somehow earning him the title of "Village Disgrace." To cope with this, he retreats into tale after tale, dreaming of someone to save him from this worthless piece of shit town. Which brings us to our story! One fateful day, Tao Hua's entire routine is flipped upside down after stupidly running into a mysterious man. This man, titled Lord No-Name as per Tao Hua's fabulous creativity, was both tall and intimidating. And most importantly...he could read! No dumbfuck villager around had the brains, so our poor princess couldn't help himself, he had to find out more about this potential friend--and quite possibly his first ever. But there wa one problem with this touchy man that Tao Hua couldn't understand. To every question answered was three more posed. Through a twist of events, Tao Hua regrettably realizes this man of eloquence and many talents shares a common swntiment: he is also fucking miserable! BUt worse! And instead of coping like normal fucking person, he doesnt even bother! He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just does nothing. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, but to this choice, he asks only one rhetorics question. "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despises a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses aren't your typical floral scent, and the prince isn't charming. He sucks, big time. It follows the POV of the princess, Tao Hua as he tries to understand just who this mystery man is and the curse that shrouds Chuhen Palace. ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief will be updated Monday-Wednesday-Friday. ──── ୨୧ ──── Disclaimer: This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic, self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. The narrator often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!IMPORTANT WARNINGS!!! This story is morally complex and does follow topics such as abuse and manipulation. Understanding that, it's best to read knowing not all is what it seems, nor does the author endorse these themes. They just prefer to write darker topics with the potential of resolve.

Zhou Tianyi, a modern young man with a penchant for reading webnovels, meets an untimely death during an earthquake—only to wake up in the world of his favorite story, The Four Powerful Husbands of the Princess. But there’s a twist: he hasn’t transmigrated into the protagonist or a supporting character. He has become the villainous Crown Prince Zhou Tianyi, the very man destined to be betrayed and killed by the four powerful husbands who will eventually belong to the Princess.

Ezra Belloren is a knight. The most faithful blade of the first prince, Helios De Luxaelian Sunthyr. Feared across the land, he is known as the Crimson Fae, a knight whose beauty is always stained with blood. No one questions his loyalty or his skill. But Ezra carries a secret he has sworn never to reveal. He is an omega. For twenty-four years, Ezra hid his second gender and lived content with his life as a knight. That secret alone was dangerous enough. Then, on an unexpected night, he found himself under the gaze of a gold-eyed prince, and everything changed. Five years later, Ezra returns from a long “vacation” after receiving urgent letters from Helios about the kingdom’s worsening state, calling his captain back to duty. He does not return alone. At his side is a child with golden eyes, the unmistakable mark of royal blood. Ezra will do whatever it takes to fulfill his duty as a knight, even if it means hiding the truth of his hidden heir from the very kingdom he swore to protect. ⊱༺༒︎༻⊰ “Maman… do I have a papa?” Lior asks, his eyes wide with innocent curiosity. Ezra almost frowns at the sudden question. He stops himself just in time. “Of course you do.” Lior’s grip tightens around his sleeve. “Where is he?” Ezra doesn’t answer right away. How could he? How could he explain that Lior’s father was someone he had already met, someone who walked the halls of the palace in gold and authority? Someone who could never be allowed to know he existed.

Look, I’m Riven Kael. Twenty-eight, data analyst, zero ambition beyond paying rent and avoiding small talk. My life was spreadsheets, instant ramen, and the occasional ghost I pretended not to see. Then one mandatory company gala, because of course it was mandatory, turned into the universe’s worst prank. I touched a cursed amulet. I just touched it. Next thing I know, I’m waking up in a penthouse that costs more than my entire bloodline, sporting a glowing marriage sigil on my wrist, legally and magically hitched to Azryth Valek. Yes, that Azryth Valek. The CEO of half the planet, a walking sin in a three-piece suit, an ancient demon lord who was literally sealed inside said amulet until I accidentally set him free. He says we’re bound. Separation means both of us die slowly and painfully. Soul-consumption optional but very much on the table if I’m stupid enough to fall for him. Which, newsflash, I am not. I’m not. Shut up. So now I’m living with an unfortunately hot CEO from hell, dodging assassination attempts disguised as corporate mergers, banishing spirits that show up at my desk like unpaid interns, and pretending we’re a power couple for the cameras while he smirks like he knows exactly how much I want to strangle him. Or kiss him. Or both. Brain, we are not doing this. I didn’t sign up for boardroom battles, multiversal rifts, or the terrifying realization that the arrogant demon who ruined my life might be the only one who truly sees me. But here I am. Still complaining, still fighting, still falling, against every shred of common sense, hopelessly, stupidly, irrevocably in love. Because when the universe marries you to the devil, it doesn’t ask for consent. It just hands you the ring. And damn it, I’m keeping it.

In his first life, Shen Qingyu, the most beautiful and gifted son of the illustrious Duke of Yun, loved Emperor Helian Jue with reckless devotion. He ignored the emperor's chilling indifference and casual cruelty. When court factions framed his entire family for treason, Helian Jue signed the execution order without hesitation. Shen Qingyu died alone in the Cold Palace at 27. Death should have been the end. Instead, he wakes up five years in the past, the exact morning he was chosen as a low-ranking consort and entered the imperial palace for the first time. This time, Shen Qingyu is done chasing affection from a man who never saw him as more than a pretty vase. Publicly, he will be the flawless, obedient Jade Consort. Privately, he will become the shadow architect of his own freedom. But the emperor starts acting…wrong. Helian Jue,once a glacier who barely remembered Shen Qingyu’s name, now watches him with raw, devouring intensity. One moonlit night, the emperor corners him against a pillar and says: “You used to look at me like I was your whole world. I want that look back, Qingyu.” Shen Qingyu smiles the same polite empty smile he once perfected. “Your Majesty must be mistaken. This consort has always been exactly who I am.” What the emperor doesn’t know yet is that Shen Qingyu has already mapped out three separate escape routes and bought loyalty from half the imperial guards. What Shen Qingyu has no clue about is that Helian Jue also came back.

Fic where Ren actually dies during the Inter-Academy Tournament Battle Royale and Kevin regresses realizing he loves him. Revin fic if you like it you like it if you don’t you don’t. Also I don’t know why but there are almost no fanfics of this master piece of a novel that I’m going to die so I wrote this for my own imagination and maybe yours too. Honestly just my delusional fantasies about them being together. P.S. I think Kevin should be top, don’t know why tho

༺❘✦ Ryo thought moderating online fan drama about Llewellyn, the world's most famous hero, was the worst part of his job... What he didn't expect was the System deciding his online arguments counted as combat experience and dropping him into a magical apocalypse with Llewellyn himself! He also didn't expect the Internet to start shipping them! And he certainly didn't expect the System's idea of "combat partner" to involve an absurd amount of physical contact disguised as Healing Bonuses, shared body heat, Dungeon environments that look like dates, or being randomly teleported onto Llewellyn's lap! Llewellyn might be the strongest person on Earth, but he has no one to watch his back. Luckily for him, Ryo has had to deal with his unhinged online following for years… and he is more than willing to get his hands dirty in person. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Content Note: The rating goes up as the story progresses! Expect mutual attraction, sexual tension, only one bed trope, and explicit scenes between consenting adults. ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ Webnovel updates: Mon / Fri Early access available on Patreon (10+ chapters ahead and increasing), where I generally upload on Tue/Thu/Sat. Thank you so much for your support! ━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━ BL, Fantasy, System, Romance, M/M, Magic, Action, Character-driven, Feral Partnership, Idiots in Love, Getting Together, Slow Burn, Smut, Ropes, Humor, Banter, Dungeons, Distorted Realms, Magical Apocalypse, Internet Drama, VR Games, Elemental Cafés, a Penguin.

Seventeen-year-old Eli has always lived with a dangerous secret—he can hear people’s thoughts. At school, he survives by pretending to be normal, while secretly navigating: fake friendships hidden jealousy dangerous intentions Then one night, everything changes. He receives a message on his phone from an unknown number: “Don’t trust anyone. Especially him.” The sender? It’s him. From 10 years

Oops! The foolish real young master had run away!!! The title of the book… Micah had everything anyone could possibly envy, a gentle mother, a supportive father, and two doting older sisters. His family business dominated the capital with its high-technology products, and he was raised with a silver spoon from birth. Life was perfect. Until one day everything crumbled when a young man appeared, claiming to be the real young master. The classic case of swapped at birth… Panicked and heartbroken, Micah, the fake heir, fought desperately to hold onto his family and fortune. From Bad-mouthing and spreading rumours to initiating misplaced hatred toward the real young master, he plotted financial pitfalls and implicated his family business in progress. Not to mention his backstabbing and selling the classified information to a rival company. “What the actual f..?” Micah stared at the book, seething with anger. He was practically a villain out of a melodrama. He would never be like that! Which vengeful ghost had written this book?! “Where is my knife?!” He needed to show this so-called author the true meaning of vengeance! Even if he couldn’t get his hands on him, at the very least, he could undermine all the nonsense that was written in his book! Whether would he really be this mentally handicapped as described in the book remained a mystery, but please could someone explain the rest of the book to him? Those madmen! Those Degenerated Gongs! How could they torment the cheerful sunny Shou and twist him into an obedient meek little puppet just to satisfy their sick desires?! “I, Micah Ramsy, swear to protect my new brother from those psychos and hungry wolves!” Thus begins the journey of the fake heir, hell-bent on keeping those scums away from his sweet brother.

To the world, he is a fallen Alpha. To his enemies, he is a target. To himself, he is a monster. In a world ruled by S-tier Alphas, Zhou Qixian is a masterpiece of deception. He has convinced the city—and his powerful family—that he is an A-tier Alpha. But beneath the expensive suits and the scent of power lies a toxic secret: he is an S-tier Omega. Zhou Qixian was the "disappointing" son, an S-tier Omega masquerading as an Alpha in a family that only values one. Disowned by his family and hunted by a past he can't escape, S-tier Omega Qixian must hide his lethal pheromones to survive because an omega will always be an omega. But when he finds the twin brother he never knew existed. Qixian entangles himself in Haoran’s world of warmth and healing, the secrets of the Zhou family begin to unravel. But Gu Yichen, the cold-blooded CEO of the city’s strongest empire, is already suspicious. He’s determined to unmask the "Song Qixian" who cries out for mercy in his sleep and reeks of death and spider lilies. Qixian must decide how much of his humanity he’s willing to sacrifice to protect his brother. When the masks finally fall, will the truth set the twins free, or will it destroy the only family Qixian has left?