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Born and raised in a lab Tristan must figure out how to live and survive in the outside world. To make matters worse he has 4 others to look after. He's the oldest but is always being taken care of, to make sure his lab siblings want for nothing, Tristan will need to make a difficult decision. The goal is to provide for his siblings but he ends up living just like he was groomed to live. On top of everything else, there are four alphas who want to mate with him, and they don't mind sharing. Will Tristan accept his fate? Or will he runaway?

Pretend to accidentally fall into the arms of the protagonist, look straight at his eyes for three minutes to attract his attention, and let him notice the cute side of you! Create physical contact with the protagonist and hold hands for 30 seconds, allowing him to feel the warmth of your heart. How did everything turn out this way? Everything Lu Ye did was simply to save his sister from a car accident, but that doesn't mean he has to sacrifice his virginity to save the world! He’s straight! He's not that kind-hearted! Forced to do so to save his sister? Fine... he’ll do it! But can anyone explain to him why the protagonist became a yandere? Please! Leave me alone!!!

Demyan hated Leksa, profoundly. He would never miss an opportunity to taunt him, fight him, or laugh at him. That’s why he mockingly called him “my wife” and joined forces under his command. Wait… under his command!? Dammit, that pretty face deceived him again!

My 2026 WSA Novel. Warning? This is a dark romance. 18+ __________________________________ In a world where some people have powers and others are born to take them away, Jin Young was once a Purifier — someone strong enough to erase abilities and guide lost souls. He fought in a war against rogue powered beings, losing everyone he cared for. Left alone in a broken world, he thought his story was over. One day, he finds himself in a thick fog where time stands still. There, he meets another version of himself — weak, dying, from a different world. This other Jin Young asks him one thing: "Please live my life for me." He says it with regret: "I ruined everything... but you've suffered enough to carry on." Jin agrees.

update Mon,Tues,Wed 7am EST ----------------- Oh no! The demon king, Talo, has lost his fight with the summoned hero! What to do?! Yuliain, the Incubus King and Sinister Sin of Lust, is the only one who can save him by traveling to different worlds, saving the "Tragic Target" by changing their fate and collecting soul scraps that will aid in making his Lord stronger! At least that is what his system, DK01, told him as he died. However, something strange is happening! Each soul scrap he collects from the "tragic target" seems to affect how he thinks about love. Love to an incubus is practically nonexistent, so how come Yu's heart seems to beat faster and his face gets redder with each "tragic target" he helps? From a domineering CEO to a Yandere ex-boyfriend, to even a zombie king, Yu will help them all if it means it will save his Lord!! Giving birth to their kids??? Of course, he would do that! As an Incubus King, it's only natural he would want to birth the children of a handsome and powerful being! See how a slutty incubus hops to different worlds and learns to love while giving birth! The ML is hot and sometimes a green flag-ish and the sex scenes will be interesting!!

I’m attracted to my boss… . . “Take your eyes off me… you make my stomach turn.” … Feelings… were mistaken for something real. A delusion… he couldn’t hide his true feelings. … “After all that torment… would you admit that you love me?” … A story where words of love don’t come easily. Are you ready to read?

Every week, a man walks into the police station and confesses to a murder that hasn’t occurred… yet. When the crimes inevitably come true, the authorities are baffled. Is it luck, coincidence, or something darker?

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool).

"I'll make you fall in love with me sweetheart." - Jett. "We'll see about that." - Jamie. - "I bet your dick is so small you need a microscope to see it." - Jamie. "I'll let you be the judge of that." - Jett. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

Let’s be frank: my stepmother is human trash. She has always been, and she’ll always be. That’s just how life is. But I’ve got to admit that she’s outdoing herself today. ‘Cause, darn, she’s just told me, first thing in the goddamn morning, that I’m to be wed in a few hours’ time for the prosperity of the clan. That has the merit to be crystal clear, at least. Alright, sure. Fine. I can live with an arranged marriage. It’s not the worst thing she’s done. What’s not fine, though, is my spouse’s gender, age, and species. I want to make three points clear: 1. I’m not into men. 2. I’m not into older people. 3. I’m not into other species. Guess what? It appears my future partner is everything listed above. Male, old enough to be my ancestor, and a demon! ...Is it too late to run away? Asking for a friend. ______________________________ Doesn’t-give-a-fuck-anymore human x pampering older demon [BL] ______________________________ Free of copyright picture used for the bookcover by Leonhard_Niederwimmer

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. 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]

Yang Zheyu,a fearless mafia boss ruled the underworld with unquestionable authority. Most people who had somehow offended him always ended up in his basement ,none of them surviving. It was even a taboo for ordinary men to mention his full name as it would land you in trouble. But what will happen when the invincible mafia boss ended up in someone else's basement, furthermore a college student? A little daredevil that likes to push his buttons. A boy who has been obsessed with him for three years.                              ***** "I'm not into guys. No matter what you do I won't give you what you want,"Yang Zheyu asserted, feeling annoyed. He had been thinking about his empire and going back to it so he wasn't exactly in a good mood. "You'll definitely eat your words after I unleash my next move,"the boy replied with a cheeky grin,"Anyway ,have some water first,"he said raising a glass of water to the mafia boss' lips. Yang Zheyu rarely consumed anything given by strangers till he was kidnapped and right now water was a necessity. He gulped down the colourless liquid soothing his dry throat but the cooling effect was soon replaced by something else. The temperature suddenly shifted or rather skyrocketed.He felt a sudden hotness in the usually cold room,his body began perspiring,his member twitched in arousal,his pants tightening— common symptoms that most likely pointed to one thing. "You drugged me!" He snapped in realization and the boy let out an evil chuckle. "Mr Yang,what do you think of my move?" Nie Ruizhi asked,a sly smirk adorning his beautiful countenance, "You can't resist me now , can you?" He added lips stretching into a cheeky grin.

Ashton grew up in a poor family that never had enough. His father was a drug addict his mother, though hardworking, was hopelessly devoted to him. She worked three shifts just to keep the lights on, but she was rarely home. As the youngest of three, Ashton grew up Wearing hand-me-downs and facing ridicule for his shabby clothes, he swore that one day, he’d never be poor again. College was supposed to be his new beginning. He’d been saving money since he was fourteen and thought he’d found love his first boyfriend, his supposed forever. But forever ended when that same boyfriend drained his savings and disappeared. Heartbroken, Ashton realized that hard work and honesty didn’t always pay off. Love, he decided, was just another transaction and if love was the game, he would play it to win. So he decided to became a gold digger. And he wasn’t ashamed. Ashton knew he couldn’t succeed on his own, so he crossed paths with Rose. Fortunately or unfortunately for him( only time could tell), Rose was the best of the best, a brilliant and smart gold digger who had turned seduction into an art. Somehow, Ashton convinced Rose to become his mentor. But Ashton had his own way to drive anyone mad and before long, he was giving Rose a constant migraine. After careful research, he found his perfect target: Alexander Rivera a 46-year-old Italian businessman, divorced, wealthy, and handsome for his age. Alexander had everything Ashton wanted. The age gap didn’t matter. All Ashton saw was a way out. a chance to finish college, pay rent, and finally live without struggle. Alexander Rivera would be his ticket to happiness. Ashton: My name might not be Luna, but I sure know how to Lovegood.(bites his lower lip) Alexander:........... Ashton: I'll show you my secret passage, but only if you solemnly swear that you're up to no good.( wink-wink) Alexander:........... Ashton:I'd like to get your Basilisk into my Chamber of Secrets.(looks at rose across the room as if saying "I seemed hot right? right") Rose:..........( I don't f*cing know this guy) Alexander sighs softly, voice low and calm: "no more drinks for you." younger,shameless, money worshipping,Harry Potter books obsessed fan, cheeky, chaotic bottom × older, composed, wealthy,possessive, and generous to his little baby top

[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content] *Finally finished! the side story for Zion/Suga is still going. Thanks for the support~* "From the tips of his hair to his lips and eyes—everything about him is red. His entire being screams 'walking red flag.' And yet, he treats me differently... or is it just my imagination?" After the death of his parents in a car accident, Akagi Suga sold his parents' house and moved to unknown apartment in Shinjuku. He raised his younger brother alone, their life didn't go smoothly but at least as long as Suga lived with his younger brother, their life was always pleasant. Until finally people from IHPS (International Human Protection Squad) approached him, making Akagi Suga remember again that his father was a former instructor of that 'neutral' special forces. He didn't want to get involved with people from an organization created by elites under the guise of ‘military’, an organization filled with crazy people, but when Nakajima Yuki, his childhood friend asked Suga to join IHPS, at first Suga refused, however— "It wasn't an accident, both your parents were killed." He already had this suspicion for a long time. 'Will going to IHPS make it easier for me to find out which organization killed my parents?' And why did a madman named Zion Hughes always make it difficult for him to find out about the organization? — (additional: mpreg focused chapters in vol. 2 after Egotistic/sides)

Jungtae saw that face again after all these years...but now he carried fear and trauma. Blood stained the hands of someone who had once been important to him. "Did you miss me?" Eight years ago, all Han Jungtae wanted was a quiet, peaceful life. He never imagined it would change the moment two pairs of eyes began following his every move. From that day on, something dark took root in his life. Hyun Woojin and Kwon Owen drew him into a world tangled with secrets, obsession, and hidden motives. As Jungtae gets pulled deeper, he finds himself caught between Owen’s captivating charm and Woojin’s warm, magnetic presence. Every choice he makes draws him closer to danger, and to a future he could never have imagined. ***Present-Backstory-Present ***Slow Burn

He was hired to kill the ghost. Instead, he married it. Life needs only two things to go on—the thing you love, and the obsession to keep it with you. A young, smiling exorcist’s lips have forgotten how to show the pain or anger he truly feels. He roams with only two aims: to save common people from darkness, and to solve the mystery of his own father’s death—for which he is called the murderer. Then, he is summoned back to his own hometown, Yún Xi—now cursed—to cleanse it of an unknown Red Robe Ghost. But fate had different plans. He did not only uncover the mystery behind the ghost… but also the mystery behind himself. The ghost became this exorcist’s tears, long forgotten how to fall. Their hunting story stays immortal, untold. But his journey to find his identity does not. And that is how he goes where he belongs, but never knew. A part of the System Tearstone realm. [Side novel of V1]

Rule number one of being a successful fake demonic cultivator: never meet the real thing. Unfortunately for Língxi—recently exiled and making ends meet with impressive special effects and a convincing snarl—no one gave Kage Ou the memo. Kage Ou is serenity incarnate, with a smile that doesn’t reach his ancient, bottomless eyes. He finds Língxi’s act… charming. What begins as a bizarre mentorship (Lesson one: how to order tea without making the server faint) spirals into something dangerously like friendship. Língxi gets a front-row seat to real power. Kage Ou gets a guide to the modern world. It’s a perfect arrangement, until Língxi uncovers the truth behind Kage Ou’s name: a legacy written in the blood of a forgotten clan. The monster he’s teaching to blend in has a past that refuses to stay buried. Língxi mastered the art of pretending to be a demon. He never learned how to survive loving one.

Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created to punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse was named System Tearstone. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable child named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one.

Miles Reed works as a PR manager for superstar Cole Bennette, Jonathan’s charming uncle, and a man who seems impossible to tolerate. Cole is demanding, infuriating, and irresistible, and Miles is determined to survive the chaos without losing his sanity. But when a dangerous stalker puts Miles in harm’s way, he sees a side of Cole he never expected: a protective, fierce, and undeniably magnetic side that makes his heart race. Caught between professional duty and a growing, forbidden desire, Miles falls first. And in this game of temptation and attraction, can Cole ever fall for his PR manager?

Some minds are meant to be broken. Others are meant to break free. Dr. Adrian Cross has built his career on understanding the fractured mind. As a forensic psychologist, he's evaluated hundreds of criminals, always maintaining perfect professional distance. But when he's assigned to assess Elias Verne—a world-renowned pianist accused of brutally murdering his mentor, Dr. Vincent Ashford—everything Adrian thought he knew begins to unravel. Elias claims he doesn't remember the murder. He speaks of blackouts, of a voice that isn't his own, of an alternate personality named Elliot—his dead twin brother—who takes control and does things Elias would never do. Adrian recognizes the symptoms: Dissociative Identity Disorder. But he also recognizes something else—something that makes his blood run cold. Twenty years ago, Adrian and Elias were both patients at Riverside Institute for Behavioral Health, both subjects in Dr. Ashford's experimental program designed to deliberately fracture children's minds and create controllable alternate personalities. Adrian's memories of that time are fragmentary, buried beneath years of psychological walls. But Elias—or rather, Elliot—remembers everything. As Adrian fights to prove Elias's innocence, he's drawn into a dangerous conspiracy involving illegal human experimentation, institutional cover-ups, and a secret organization that will kill to protect its secrets. But the deeper Adrian digs, the more he questions his own memories, his own identity, and his own sanity. Because the evidence suggests something impossible: Adrian and Elias's minds aren't just similarly broken—they're connected. Their memories overlap. Their traumas intertwine. And the alternate personality that killed Dr. Ashford might not belong to Elias at all. It might belong to Adrian. A dark psychological thriller about trauma, identity, forbidden love, and the terrifying question: Who are you when you can't trust your own mind?