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Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*

One minute he is Valentine Reynolds, the most honourable man and a true hero in his world, and the next minute he is the trash of another world. ‎ ‎Cast to the bottom of the food chain where shame was his daily bread and bullying his normal life, he struggled. How did this happen? HE TRANSMIGRATED. Wait... But how did he become the weakest demon in an academy where only the strong survived? An academy where only the most atrocious things happen (Slavery, Pimping, Killing, Sedating, Torture, Rape, Sodomy). Sodomy? SODOMY??? What exactly about his past life was so wrong to be so heartlessly cursed with such severe punishment? Valentine Reynolds was highly HOMOPHOBIC!! ... But Val's predicament was nothing compared to the actual craft of this world. Here, you will see seven princes of hell wage war against themselves. Here, you will see the true nature of their abilities. Here, you will see them wrestle with other entities, weak or strong just to get to the throne. Here, you will see them mess with their weakness. Here, you will see what it means for the ruler of hell to fall in love. Here you will see what happens when you mess with hell. What? You want to see this happen? Then swipe open the chapters already! ~~~~ Releases on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays and Fridays. Mass Releases on Saturdays and Sundays.

[A sequel to The F-Class Healer Omega is a Villain] In the city of Seoul, nothing had truly changed since the last surge of gates—at least, not after the last high energy levels had stablized. The country had settled into peace and harmony, guarded by an even stronger awakener… until the moment he became pregnant. Two months into his pregnancy, that stability shattered. S-Class gates erupted across the country in an unprecedented stream, swallowing cities in panic and destruction. But these gates themselves weren’t the most troubling part. The one who triggered them—undeniably an S+ Class awakener—had vanished without a trace. Gone. Offline. Watching the country burn from the shadows, planning something far more dangerous. With the nation on the brink, the Central Bureau for Awakeners had no choice. They assigned the task of hunting down this mysterious new S+ Class to the strongest awakener in the country. And who is the strongest awakener, you ask? Of course… it’s me.

Liang Zhiyuan, the youngest CEO of the powerful Liang Group, has always lived a life of luxury but also of loneliness. Raised by the loyal family maid, Zhao Meilin, after his father’s tragic death, Zhiyuan grew up surrounded by wealth, yet haunted by questions about his own origins. Who truly gave birth to him? Why does a part of his life feel like a carefully hidden puzzle? As he prepares for a strategic marriage to strengthen his company, a series of mysterious accidents begins to shadow him, threatening everything he’s built. In the midst of chaos, Zhiyuan crosses paths with Chen Yichen, a skilled and enigmatic man who saves him during a near-fatal incident. Yichen’s unwavering dedication and quiet strength slowly draw Zhiyuan in, forcing him to confront emotions he never allowed himself to feel. Together, they navigate a world of hidden loyalties, subtle betrayals, and secrets that stretch across generations. Amid the pressures of corporate power plays and the search for the truth about his own past, Zhiyuan discovers that love can bloom even in the most unexpected places—and that some bonds are stronger than any danger. A story of family, mystery, and forbidden love, where every secret uncovered brings Zhiyuan closer to the truth…and perhaps closer to Yichen than he ever imagined.

“Everyone expected them to be legends—no one asked what it cost.” In a world ruled by elemental houses and unforgiving expectations, power is a cage. When the Heavenly Realm begins to collapse, four young leaders are cast down into the mortal world—a place where magic fades, titles mean nothing, and survival strips them to their core. Ember, a fire prodigy feared for her temper, hides a terrifying secret: the fear that she is only worthy of love when she is perfect. Melissa, an earth mage scarred by years of cruelty, masks her unspoken rage with silence. Between them, a fragile, slow-burn bond grows—one forged in the shadows of a realm that demands they be weapons, not women in love. Kai, the cold, controlled Commander, finds his iron resolve shattered by the one person he can’t command. Felix, whose laughter hides a broken heart, is the only one brave enough to look behind Kai's mask. As the world falls apart, they must decide if loyalty to the realm is worth sacrificing the person standing right next to them. And Leo, the hidden heir to the throne, must find his own strength before the world turns him into a tool of destruction. In a world of shifting loyalties and familiar enemies, they must face the ultimate question: Who are they, when the world stops watching? What to expect: ✨ GL / WLW (Ember x Melissa) ✨ BL / MLM (Kai x Felix) ✨ Found Family ✨ Hurt/Comfort & Slow Burn ✨ Elemental Magic System ✨ Hidden Heir Identity

Andrea broke up with her girlfriend, ran a red light, and died. Or at least, she thought she did. Instead, she wakes up as the sister of a duke in a world ruled by nobility and bloodlines. Determined to escape this false life, Andrea searches for a way out—until she meets a princess whose gaze lingers a little too long. Something about her makes Andrea stop running. Against her better judgment, she accepts the life she was given. “Okay. Fine. I’ll live as a duke’s sister. How bad would it be?”

It all started with that one proposal, a deal-turned-bait pulling him into something dark, yet irresistible and inescapable. ____ Ryan Kane is mixed-race, poor, and worst still, in a university where everything screams "silver and gold". He thinks his scholarship and education are his only way to a future better than his present. But this guy's grades aren't helping matters as he keeps juggling between lectures, attendance, and part-time jobs. The lower his grades get, the closer he is to withdrawing, going back to his deadbeat of a father, and having a life with nothing. Well, he absolutely doesn't want a reality like that, and to avert that, his only option was getting a tutor. Ryan’s desperate enough to ask Adrian Val. On campus and to everyone, Adrian is the perfect, well-behaved, brilliant heir to a top conglomerate family. While in private, he is a possessive, manipulative jerk who does a lot of unimaginable things. When Ryan proposes tutoring to him, Adrian offers that he pay with his body instead. To him, Ryan can't afford his time and knowledge with just his measly bucks. Ryan says yes to the offer, and along the line, he falls heavily for Adrian. But even when Adrian rejects his confession and treats him like a toy way worse than before, Ryan doesn't leave. He wants the tutoring, the intimacy, the sex, his persistent feelings for Adrian, and the tiny hope that Adrian's heart may steer towards him. It gets even messier when Adrian’s friend Liam enters the picture. Liam is calm, kind, and actually cares about Ryan, but he holds back his feelings to keep the peace. Then there is also Chase, a rich troublemaker who openly flirts with Ryan. Trapped in a dirty cycle of sex, love, and heartbreak, everything Ryan had and held dear to him came tumbling gradually. And by the time he realizes the depth of it, it is too late. Too late to even hold onto anything. Only to be caught between three powerful men who all want a piece of him for different reasons. This story contains #slowburn #toxic #drama #psychological #powerdynamics

POSSESSIVE ML X CUNNING MC "It would be better to die than live such a fucked up life." Xie Fang thought death would finally end the torture he had suffered for years. Instead, he woke up in the same rotten room—facing a cold system that called itself the Protector of the Universe. This time, he was given a choice. The "things" that tortured him were intruders—beings from other worlds that should not exist. They broke the rules of reality and fed on people like him. To erase them, the Protector offered Xie Fang a contract: travel through different worlds, take on new bodies, and hunt down the intruders hiding among humans. In return, he would get his revenge. Xie Fang agreed without hesitation. World after world, he completed his missions with a calm mind and sharp intelligence. He learned how to play his roles perfectly, how to deceive others, and how to kill without being seen. What Xie Fang didn’t know was that someone had been watching him from the very beginning. "I'll find you," a voice whispered. "No matter the world. No matter the life." Across every world, the same presence appeared—dangerous, possessive, and terrifyingly familiar. It helped him when it pleased. It cornered him when it wanted. No matter how far Xie Fang ran, it was always there, as if he had never been allowed to leave. The darkness following him does not want to destroy him. It wants to claim him. As Xie Fang uncovers the truth behind the intruders, the system, and his own past, he realizes his revenge is only the beginning. In a game of lies and survival, he must decide how far he is willing to go. _ _ _ _ P.S. I do not own the cover Image. If the orginal owner/artist want me to remove it please contact below: Gmail: [email protected] Or comment on this book. I'll immediately change it.

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.

When the "Rebellious Brat" is summoned home... a storm of chaos flavored with the scent of an old flame begins! 'Ice,' a cheeky Computer Engineering student, is forced to trade his high-tech city life for the streets of Nakhon Pathom. Instead of running code, he’s now chopping chicken at his father’s famous stall. But his boring new routine is flipped upside down when he keeps running into a massive, terrifying man lurking outside the local convenience store every single day. 'Leo,' a 32-year-old tattoo artist, is covered in ink and radiates an aura so cold it makes grown men back away. But behind that rugged, "bad boy" exterior lies one massive weakness: the boy next door he’s been pining for since they were kids. Now that Ice is back, Leo is ready to trade his tattoo needle for bags of iced green tea and favorite cakes. His mission? To "persistently woo" and win over the brat who once owned his heart. "Aren't you tired yet? I curse you out every day, yet you still have the nerve to show your face!" "Can you stop scolding me for a second? You’re as fierce as a little pup, aren't you?" One is a stubborn brat with innocent eyes; the other is a fierce-faced "simp" who’s completely whipped for his childhood crush. Join the journey of this "Grown-up Golden Retriever" as he tries to break through the wall of "selective amnesia" and survive a terrifying father-in-law. It’s time to prove that no matter how tough he looks... his heart will always lose to this boy. Content Warning & Disclaimer Age Gap: This story features a relationship between characters with a significant age difference (20 and 32 years old). Dirty Talk: Contains the use of profanity, coarse language, and suggestive/flirtatious dialogue. Family Conflict: Themes of family pressure and domestic tension (specifically regarding father-son dynamics). Tattoo Culture: References to tattoo culture and social stigmas/misconceptions regarding physical appearance. Consent: All romantic involvements are based on mutual consent. Note from the Author This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. Some characters may exhibit behaviors or use language that is inappropriate or offensive; reader discretion is advised. Language Note Please note that this story was translated with the assistance of AI. As a result, some phrasing may not be perfectly fluid or may differ slightly from the original nuances. I apologize for any linguistic errors and appreciate your understanding. #My Heart Is Defeated by a younger you miki sunflower is here to officially introduce Ice and Leo! I hope they find a warm place in your hearts. To support this small-time author and make sure you don't miss any of the juicy updates especially when Leo goes into full "obsessed" mode for his favorite brat don’t forget to do these 3 things: Follow the Author: So you won't miss out when Leo secretly spoils Ice with snacks! Add to Library: Get notified of the spicy moments before anyone else no need to waste time chopping chicken! Give it a "Heart": Send some love to give me the energy to keep writing and pumping out chapters! A Quick Note from the Author: This novel was translated with the help of AI. Some phrasing may not be perfectly smooth or might contain slight errors. I apologize for any linguistic hiccups and appreciate your kind understanding! Come and join the fun as we cheer on the stubborn brat and his fierce-faced suitor! Thank you for all the support and love for our "Chicken Rice Family."

They thought they were stealing a blueprint. They were actually unlocking a tomb. Seol-wol and his brother are Remnant thieves, trained to survive the impossible. But when their latest target turns out to be the digitized mind of a dead genius, the mission transforms into a nightmare. Enter Miran: the arrogant heir, the hidden master, and the man who has turned their heist into his own personal revenge. The Plan: Follow a fake commander. The Goal: Breach the Primal Core. The Catch: Only one of them is meant to come out alive. Step into a world of neural Sync, high-speed steel, and a heist where the dead are the ones holding the map. read my other novel too. check out on my id

When tragedy struck his unit, and Geoffrey was left as the sole survivor, he did not resent the heavens, nor did he curse his God. As far as he was concerned, it was divine punishment for his sins. Even if bringing witches to the stake had been his duty as a soldier, it wouldn’t wash off the blood on his hands. Nothing could. But then, as he awaited death, a strange being picked him up, only to bring him to his dwelling to treat his wounds. His impending doom was put on hold, and Geoffrey now had to face a reality he had been pretending not to know for years—could he accept that spirits weren’t demons, and witches weren’t evil doers? Whatever the answer, Geoffrey still had to get used to living with a being that was clearly not human, and who, he’d been told all his life, brought disasters to the land. _________________ Insecure sunshine x grumpy mountain spirit ambiguous ending, prequel NOTE: This story isn’t exactly a BE, and it’s certainly not a HE (unless you take into account a distant future). If you’re in search of something joyous from beginning to end, I wouldn’t recommend it. It’s also a prequel, which means a book will follow up one day. However, it can be read on its own. Anyway, enjoy! Psst, the story is completed, so I’ll be updating it in the next few days.

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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.

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.

the top class alpha who doesn't like someone challenged him but got ridiculed by an omega in public. when he try to find that omega he found there was no info about that omega. he tried every method but it was like that omega has never existed in his world. it was like two different world that by mistake gave encounter them of each other that fateful day. Now he disappeared. he wants that omega even if has to destroy this world just to intersect his with that boy's. mafia ceox the boy whose origin he doesn't know. forbidden love but is it really a love between them or something else?

In the empire of Azuraan, young Elarion disguises himself as a servant girl named Elara to infiltrate Sultan Kaelith's palace, seeking revenge for his father's wrongful execution. As he gathers secrets amid the opulent halls and harem intrigues, a chance collision with the sultan sparks an unexpected connection. Kaelith, captivated by Elara's mysterious allure, begins courting her with gifts and private moments, igniting a slow-burning romance filled with tension.

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 ^^

Three Princes, One Crown. Following the order of the Emperor, Three princes from different kingdoms sets out as mere men. Crowns hidden, no guards , true identity concealed. In the bustling central kingdom, fate entwines them. William, playful yet persistent, finds himself drawn to Adrian- an elegant prince whose beauty hides thorns sharper than blades. What happens when they find out they are rivals for the throne but it was too late because feelings weights as much as the crown? But shadows move.The third prince and an assassin were lingering, waiting to take their lives. The third Prince- far; yet close, moves in Secret. While Dada, an assassin sent to slay the princes at the Emperor's command, finds his heart ensnared by the one man he should never love. #Romance #Prince #hiddenidentity #boyslove #MxM #smut #rival

Li An died in his nineteenth year, leaving behind nothing but a shattered husk of a body and a heart turned to ice. ​To claim a second life, he struck a bargain with a devil, traversing through three thousand worlds as a detached reaper. He manipulates hearts and harvests vengeance, living his life like a blade without a sheath—cold, sharp, and silent. ​What he doesn’t realize is how mesmerizing he appears in this dull, weary world: a frail, sickly youth possessing a soul of ruthless violence. ​No matter where he goes, eyes follow him instinctively. There is a magnetic danger to his silence that draws others in—some out of curiosity, others out of a dark, greedy ambition to conquer him. They circle him like predators, longing to crush this frost-covered flower within their palms just to see if it bleeds. ​Yet, in this grand game of "Revenge," there is one man who makes escape impossible. ​The man clings to him like a haunting specter, yet worships him like a fanatic. He watches Li An commit cold-blooded slaughter, only to emerge from the shadows and tenderly wipe the blood from his fingertips. His gaze is far too focused, far too hungry—as if he is confirming the existence of a one-of-a-kind masterpiece that belongs to him alone. ​He chases. He draws near. He waits. He has long grown accustomed to this endless pursuit, seeing through every one of Li An's masks. He doesn’t just want the soul; he wants every inch of those broken bones to be carved with his name. ​"You are mine. Don't let those scavengers touch you—or I might have to clean them all away." Genres: Pure Love / BL (Boys’ Love) / Revenge / Face-Slapping / Extreme Push-and-Pull Dynamic: An obsessively possessive, paranoid powerhouse top vs a physically fragile yet irresistibly captivating bottom