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"So everything we've done up until now meant nothing to you?" "That's not what I'm saying." 3 months ago, Cho Jaeyoung made the mistake of a lifetime when he confessed to Ha Yuncha, his first love and his best friend who he'd known since middle school. A confession he thought would go well ended with an awkward fight between the two and inevitable tension. Despite this, their relationship had reverted back to how it always was without a problem, just this time, there was a forbidden topic - his utter failure of a declaration of love. So did Yuncha reject him simply because he didn't reciprocate his feelings? Surely not. A story about a guy whose willing to put everything on the line for one who would not let him do so - how will fate treat them?

Prince Noir was an illegitimate child of the Emperor of Ray Kingdom. He grew up in a secret sect, learning from a reclusive master until, on his eighteenth birthday, his Emperor father came to pick him up. Noir worked diligently for his big brother the Crown Prince Licht, and his fame as a capable and intelligent prince spread far and wide. Until, on his twenty first birthday, Noir fell off the imperial viewing tower. And landed in a bathtub. A bathtub with a very handsome man in it. A handsome man with the face of his reclusive master…! “Master…!” Noir cried tearfully. “You saved me again…!” The handsome man pointed a gun at Noir’s head in response.

WARNING 18+ A thrilling one-shot BL born entirely from the writer's delusions-pure fiction, nothing real! This has no connection to the actors in this book, so let's not take it seriously-just sit back and have fun! On-screen couples/ships in this novel include: GemFourth SkyNani DoongDunk FirstKhouTang PondPhuwin FortPeat BossNoeul MarkOhm ZeeNuNew

This is the story of Sky-obsessive, possessive, and just a little too dangerous. And Nani-sweet, quiet, gentle... but secretly addicted to the chaos Sky brings. In a world full of masks, Nani fell for the one who never hid his madness. His love is twisted. His mind, darker than night. Yet every time Sky says, "You're mine," Nani believes him. And he only has one rule- If I can't have you, no one can. Nani was scared. He tried to run. But deep down... He doesn't want to be saved. My Psychopathic Angel - A twisted love story where obsession feels like devotion, and madness tastes like love.

Lan Wangji's grief broke more than Gusu Lan's rules. It broke the barrier between life and death. His forbidden ritual to resurrect Wei Wuxian failed catastrophically. Instead of his soulmate, he summoned a flute devil wearing Wei Wuxian's face—a murderous copy that knows their most intimate secrets and now hunts the living. While Lan Wangji faces accusations of heresy and chases the monster he created, Wei Wuxian's actual soul awakens in a stranger's body with no memory of his past life. Now, the Second Jade must protect this fragile, reborn Wei Ying from a world that fears his name—and from the reflection that wears his smile. To save the man he loves, Lan Wangji must destroy the darkest manifestation of his own guilt. A ghost that looks exactly like the reason he broke every rule in the first place. [Extremely sorry for being irregular. But I will try my best to give you chapters that feel satisfying and seen.]

The ice is a cold surface, but for them, it was the only place where they remembered being happy. After being wounded by the people they trusted most, fate hands them a second chance in the form of a childhood love. A bond that resurfaces with a single glance, yet comes with a question burned into their minds: "Don’t you remember me?" ​Their love story has only just begun, but the shadows of the past are not willing to let them go. With vengeance looming over their private lives and sabotage threatening their skating careers, danger is everywhere. Will their light withstand the chill of betrayal, or will they ultimately shatter under the pressure?

"Soon, System Tearstone Will Break You On The Marble Floor" — System Tearstone theme song Centuries ago, a new kind of curse was created. It was named System Tearstone—or simply Crimson Heart. It was made to punish a fallen god. But the curse had no form. Only a red gem floating in dark fog. Until it met a perfectly broken soul—Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become a god itself. But cool ice always melts. 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 do not 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. Announcement: This book's Version 2 is coming soon! Please do not be mad at your little author for being messy here—this was just the first time. The next one will be better, I promise ♡ But I cannot guarantee that Version 2 will be my last try. I might rewrite this book many times, in many ways. So you will meet them again and again—better than before. Extremely sorry for being irregular. But I will try my best to give you chapters that feel satisfying and seen.

When he was presented as an omega, Eugene left his home to escape his father’s discriminatory ass. After years, he finally got his life together despite having a child out of a random and whimsical one-night stand with a stranger and raising his daughter as a single parent. A production house even offered to turn his award-winning short story into a featured drama. Under his friend’s persuasion and the need to save money for her daughter’s future education, he agreed to this plan and attended the meeting with the producer. But… “Why is there an alpha here?” “Why? Are you the type of omega who can’t stand alphas?” “That’s…” …not true—was what he wanted to say. The problem was…the alpha in front of him was the father of his daughter, and…that alpha didn’t know anything about it! With a mix of fluster and a high ego, Eugene replied harshly. “Yes.” And thus, a string of misunderstandings started as Eugene tried his hardest to hide the little carbon copy of the alpha, while said alpha tried his hardest to follow the traces of scents his memory kept conjuring whenever he was in Eugene’s proximity. The memory of a man he desperately wanted to identify but couldn’t due to his neurological disorder. A thrilling and romantic hide and seek with a child in the balance!

"Love is no different from the weather in Australia. Have I ever been there? No. But I’ve heard you can experience all four seasons in a single day there. And for me, there was only one person who could make me feel both hell and heaven within seconds."  Every picture looks perfect to those who don’t see the truth behind it. Hiro, a beta, is a photographer whose life revolves around capturing others—never himself. His closest relationship is with Felix, a famous alpha actor whose presence is fleeting and whose affection comes without commitment. When another actor, Izack Laflamme, enters Hiro’s life, the fragile balance between desire and denial begins to unravel. He offers things Hiro never had, even showing care for Hiro’s son, whom Hiro has kept hidden from the world. Sometimes, it gets a little… intense. Why are Izack and Felix so obsessed with Hiro? As rumors spread and emotions collide, Hiro must face the truth about love, identity, and what it means to finally be seen. Will he be able to choose what is best for him? A BL ABO romance about fame, longing, and secrets no one was prepared to confront.  DISCLAIMER: This story is set in a fictional, fantasy, omegaverse (ABO) universe. All lore are the author’s imagination. Content Warning: This novel contains scenes of violence, trauma, abuse, smut and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously. Check out my wattpad if you have the time: NightAshes And lastly, unlike what I usually say, you might judge the characters. Have fun doing so :) Enjoy the read!

Claude is a rogue werewolf who will become the Alpha’s mate. He just doesn’t know he is building a world with someone his family warned him about. Raised away from a pack, Claude has lived among the humans in secrecy. Attending school and living in a dorm with his best friend… Claude figures his life will be as plain as he planned. However, his plan falls apart with just one frat party, dancing with the city pack’s newly designated Alpha. A tug-of-war ensues between his mind, which wants to keep him safe, and his heart, which just wants Len for himself. Similarities to real people and events are coincidental.

He fell in love with the bastard. ........ Rai Est, a 33-year-old high school teacher, was suddenly transferred to Silverlake High School, a tiny school buried in the countryside. With only a few days to settle into his new life, Rai struggled to find a place to stay. Fortunately, the kind principal, understanding his situation, offered him a place in a house he owned and rent out. But Rai quickly learnt he wouldn't be living alone. Sharing a house wasn't supposed to be a big deal. A roommate or a housemate sounded harmless enough. Well…no. It's bad. Very bad... Because the person he has to share the house with turned out to be someone he already knows. Zade Grey... ZADE FUCKING GREY! They shared scars, fights, curses and a lot of 'nice memories' from their school days. It must be fate. After almost fifteen years, the ultimate enemies are reunited. And, one is very excited...

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

What would you do if you woke up in a body that wasn’t yours… in a world you’ve never seen… and were suddenly struck by an excruciating pain in your belly? At first, you think it’s just some strange, inexplicable sensation but before you can make sense of it, a man forces his way into your life, dragging you along against your will. You expect answers, but instead, when he lays a hand on your stomach, his eyes widen with a sly smirk as he whispers, “Finally. I found you…” Thrown into a strange land and into the arms of a man madly obsessed with you, your life is flipped upside down. Siyoon Park, once a boring, aimless man in Korea must navigate desire, danger, and a mysterious force tied to his body that he cannot yet understand. In a world where passion can be as lethal as secrets, can Siyoon survive the possessive gaze of a man whose dragon blood has chosen him or will he surrender to pleasure, obsession, and a fate he never signed up for?

Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise 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 are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! 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 and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same. ──── ୨୧ ──── There are occasional illustrations littered throughout the novel drawn by me (slowly commissioning to get others done), usually found in the comments! !!CREDIT!! Cover Art by @Sayoto (VGen) Illustrations by me (@meowssey) and zaza (@zazhah) (Both commissioned artists are amazing to work with and I highly recommend their work!)

Was the body a person—or the soul itself? Since the day Lìngxiāo was born, he carries a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controler clan above him, He roams the land with two burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, and to clear his own name—from his own father's murder. was he even killed or just another betrayal of the eyes? One day his hometown Yún Xi, calls him back. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost—where no exorcist has survived. Or were they simply removed Carefully? But when Lìngxiāo arrives, silent surprise was waiting. He finds a ghost who knows him. A ghost who wants him—someone who is not quite dead at all. A mystery not older than the town this time. Yet no one knows it—except the ones who plotted it, sitting among them all along. within his discovery, he realized: the ghost did not stumbled upon him. It used every single way to make him return to this land. Most importantly—there was more then one mastermind behind all. The unknown one seems above the main other too. Now he must find the secret buried in Yún Xi's soil, and the ghost's history which is the reason of everyone's hunting death. He came to kill the spirit but stayed to make it his Groom. Author's Note: Extremely sorry for being irregular before. But now I will try my best to give you chapters that feel satisfying and seen. Two per day. Do support us. Something big is waiting♡. This is a side novel—a thread in the larger Tearstone world. It stands alone, but it also carries the echo of something bigger. I hope you enjoy the journey.♡ [on editing progress so kindly re read if you find it different then before. I am improving it for you all♡]

***WARNING!!!! 21+ AREA! BE WISE TO CHOOSE WHAT YOU READ!*** Category: BL (Boy's Love) Genre: Fantasy Rating: Mature (21+) Tags: •Another World• , •Harem• , •Super Powers• , •Sword and Magic• , •Romance• , •Adventure• , •Overpowered• I was sent to another world as a villain. In this world, contract symbols appear in various colors, signifying different states: •Black Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations outside of marriage. •Yellow Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations while engaged. •White Symbol: Engraved when a couple has sexual relations after marriage. •Red Symbol: Engraved on a person who kills their own partner. •Blue Symbol: Engraved on a person whose partner has passed away. •Broken Black Symbol: Engraved on a rapist. Consequently, the perpetrator must be setenced to death. The symbol is permanent and cannot be hidden. Even if someone recklessly cuts off their hand to get rid of the symbol, the mark will reappear on the perpetrator's forehead as a warning to everyone. Therefore, no one dares to commit sexual crimes or kill their own partner. And the most absolute law of nature: Anyone who violates the Life-and-Death contract, such as divorcing a loyal partner without a justified reason, lies, or because of an affair, then that person will die instantly on the spot. However, Besides Allen (The Hero), there are many other characters who are the romance targets. They're all so cute! But in this world, I became a villain who will destroy the world. And I was asked to change my bleak future. I am determined! No matter what happens in the future, my goal is to protect my family! A new life as Arvin Vedegra began. And then... Please read it by yourself... v^.^v

The words escape the pages of a popular webnovel, and the peaceful everyday has been corrupted in calamity. In simpler words, there's a damn apocalypse occurring. And in a particular building, overlooking the chaotic streets, two idiots flirt. "Do you want to rebel against your destiny?" the voice is firm and confident in its careless allure, promising a deal among the rubbles of this disaster. The man's lips curves dangerously, and he tilts his chin. "Then I'm in your hands, Joker." *** One sentence summary: In which an apocalypse has begun, and a certain delinquent 'accidentally' seduces his boss. Even shorter summary: deadly insulting machine MC x face looks good to punch (lovingly) ML

Logging out was supposed to be simple. Except I, Eunji, an ordinary girl, somehow woke up inside the body of my MMORPG's number one male avatar, Leonhart. Now I've got six-pack abs, a voice that sounds like it could narrate epic movie trailers, and a sword so big I can barely lift it without auto-assist. Sure, Leonhart was a legend at the top of the leaderboards... but I'm just me. A girl who used to hide behind filters, complain about lag, and farm slimes for fun. To make things worse? The monsters bleed. The pain is real. And every poor slime I kill looks like it belongs in a children's plushie store. Oh, and apparently rival guilds want to fight me for "glory" while I'm still figuring out how to walk without tripping over my own armor. It's the ultimate isekai nightmare: stuck in the body of my OP male avatar, trying not to cry every time I swing my oversized sword. Can I survive this new world without embarrassing myself, or will Leonhart's flawless reputation crumble under the weight of... me?

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.] "Fuck, still so tight." That's the first thing I hear after dying. Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it. I have objections, so many objections. My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me. I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK??? By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you. It gets so much worse when I learn his name. Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking.. "Round two?" And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.