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“I just want to make sure you won’t change your mind.” His dark eyes locked onto hers, leaving no room for escape. “Once you accept this, you will be bound to me. You will become the future wife of the Mafia Boss. Will you accept it?” Xylia’s breath caught in her throat. “W-Wait… wife? You want me to be your wife?” A dangerous smile appeared on Aciel’s lips. “Did you really think I would help you only to let another man become your boyfriend or husband? I’ll save you from your family, Xylia. But in exchange, you will belong to me. You can never escape me or the Mafia Clan.” His gaze darkened. “You will be mine forever.” —————————————— Xylia Lovelle Antonov was the daughter of the wealthiest and most influential family in Bloomsdale City. Beautiful, intelligent, and kind-hearted, she was known as the perfect princess of the powerful Antonov Clan. But behind her perfect life was a golden cage. Desperate to escape the future her family had chosen for her, Xylia turned to the one man she never expected would help her. Aciel Vance De Silva—the illegitimate son of the city’s most feared Mafia Clan. Cold, rebellious, and feared by everyone, Aciel lived by his own rules. He answered to no one, not even his father. Everything about him was dangerous, and everything about him was the complete opposite of Xylia. For reasons she couldn’t understand, Aciel offered her a way out. His solution? Become his fiancée. Blinded by her desire for freedom and her secret love for him, Xylia accepted without realizing that escaping one prison would only lead her into another. Now trapped within the ruthless world of the Mafia, Xylia finds herself bound to a man whose possessiveness knows no limits. But what happens when Aciel is given a second chance to truly know the woman he once took for granted? What if admiration turns into love… And love turns into obsession? As secrets unravel, enemies close in, and fate pulls them together, Aciel becomes determined to keep Xylia by his side at any cost. Even if it means destroying everyone who tries to take her away. Will Xylia finally break free from the chains that bind her? Or will she surrender to the Mafia King whose obsession has made her his greatest weakness… and his most treasured possession? PLEASE ALSO READ MY OTHER NOVELS AND FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM AND FACEBOOK. IG: author_skymaiden FB: Sky_Maiden

I own nothing at all. Elena Gilbert, tormented by being weak, in the Alternate Universe of TVD gains a system to make sure she is never weak again as God chooses her. The System features are gaining abilities through physical contact, absorbing or Copying beings in that world. The system has a travel the multiverse function but won’t unlock until she’s finished with the task of each world to travel to another. Elena is Bisexual but prefers girls.

A woman who died unloved and forgotten is reborn three years earlier, not to win back her husband's love, but to escape it entirely. The catch? This time, he finally sees her when she no longer needs him to.

Standing at the edge of the crashing tide, Naila was finally ready to let the ocean swallow her pain. She had spent a lifetime feeling invisible—unwanted by her family and ultimately thrown onto the streets by a cold, neglectful husband. ​Then strong arms pulled her from the dark water, and everything changed. ​Saved by a magnetic stranger, Naila wakes up with a spark of defiance she never knew she possessed. For the first time, she stops running and chooses to fight. She demands a divorce, cuts ties with the toxicity of her past, and sets out to build an independent life from the ashes. But freedom comes with a bitter price: wounded by her sudden rebellion, her vengeful husband weaponizes the legal system, deliberately stalling the divorce to keep her trapped under his thumb. ​Complicating her fight for freedom is the savior who won't leave her side. Patient, protective, and intoxicatingly close, he offers a fierce devotion she has never experienced. When the tension between them boils over into undeniable, breathless heat, Naila finds herself terrified of the vulnerability that follows. ​Torn between the safety of her guarded walls and the intoxicating pull of a man willing to love every fractured piece of her, Naila faces her ultimate test: can she survive the war for her freedom without losing her heart all over again?

[WARNING: MATURED CONTENT (R18)] Penelope Anderson, long past the age society deems “marriageable” and burdened by rumor, devotes herself to securing a perfect match for her younger sister after experiencing an unsuccessful courtship. Everything proceeds as planned until Lord Anthony Ravenport, a notorious rake she once met under scandalous circumstances, becomes her sister’s most promising suitor. Though Penelope knows he is dangerously unsuitable, his status makes him impossible to refuse. As tensions rise, so does an undeniable attraction between Penelope and Anthony, one that threatens to ruin not only her sister’s future, but the fragile reputation of their entire family. *** “Why do you despise me so much that you consider everything I do unworthy of your blessings!” he demanded, eyes bright with frustration and restrained fury. “Because you are unworthy of one!” she yelled back, her gaze holding the same frustration as his. “You’re unworthy to be a husband, unworthy of my sister, unworthy of love, unworthy of everything! Your presence is only making things worse for Franseca,” “And your presence isn’t?!” he spat back, his composure gradually dwindling as seconds passed. “Just because you think you’re better off unmarried doesn’t make her one. She shows interest in me as much as I do her!” “Oh, is that so?” She countered, mockery and disbelief laced in her tone. “I know men like you. And men like you thrive on pity and selfishness, believing women to be nothing else but breeders and assets! How dare you speak of interest when all you think of is what benefit my sister possesses!” “I know women like you,” he retorted, keeping his voice likewise. “Women whose conclusions are based on personal grudges. Women who are blinded by rage, envy, and jealousy, disguised under safety. Women whose hearts are hardened by grief and sorrow, and all they can think of is affecting other people’s lives!” “How dare you,” Penelope seethed, expression cold in fury and her gaze heated in cold rage. No one has ever talked to her the way he did, and it annoyed her to such an extent that she could barely recognize herself anymore. “Oh, are you pained?” he snorted, mockery plastered in his expression. They were so close, so improperly close that their breath fanned against each other, eyes brightened in rage, chest rising and falling from such pressure. But neither of them seemed to realize. “You are… insufferable!” She spat. “And you’re… aggravating!” he returned, hot breath matching hers, as their chest rose and fell in exasperation. For a moment, the world revolved around heated glares and venomous expressions. Finally, those pair of grey eyes left the storm of dark-brown ones, descending on her lips that were only an inch away. Sensing his diverted attention, her breath stuttered in response, eyes descending against those inviting lips in return. Penelope’s heart raced wildly, breath puffing furiously as she swallowed the lump down her throat, unconsciously wetting her lips. “S-Stay away… from my sister,” She said, words barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, echoing in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy. His eyes darkened as they remained on those inviting lips. “You’ll be the end of me,” he whispered back. And in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed against hers. *** PS: BASED ON HISTORICAL SETTINGS AND TIMELINE. #Slowburnromance #enemiestolovers A/N: There will be slow updates for now, until I conclude “Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin”. Although this is my entry for WSA 2026. Thank you for trying this out!

Ten years ago, mana descended upon Earth in the form of Gates that opened into other worlds. These Gates contained Magical Beasts of unfathomable strength and power that preyed upon humans and sought the destruction of everything around them. But along with the Gates, humans gained the power of Gifts—super abilities that allowed them to fight back against the monsters and take back their world. Now, the Superhumans with Gifts are tasked with defending the people and ensuring that the Gates, which open all over the world, do not bring about the end of them all. ... Jason Marc was just your regular seventeen-year-old high school student whose father abandoned him ten years ago. He worked two part-time jobs while also helping his mom with her diner to aid with the finances, but he could have never guessed that his entire world would change on the eve of his eighteenth birthday. Now, with more power than any one man should possess and an army at his beck and call, Jason works toward protecting those close to him while finding out the truth behind the emergence of the Gates—and preventing the end of the world. .... Join the Discord and say hello: https://discord.gg/vbEwevtwTU

Humans...very busybody creatures always looking for ways to defile the laws of the world through science and technology, truly that had been going well, but what do you think would happen when the goal for development becomes a object of greed....but as it is in humans so it is in superhumans. Many seek to see themselves as the one and only true god who sort the envy and worship or those who are not like them transforming them into an occultic group of people filled with unrealistic ambitions and would not stop until it's acheived even if it means burning those who are innocent into black crisp of ash. This is a story of how different group of humans and supernaturals with different beliefs scheme against each other for personal gains while some for domination and the rest for their own peace, meet klaus and his group who hid from the government trying to lead a peaceful life while trying their best to protect their environment so as to enable both humans and supernaturals to coexist while atvtje same time trying to chanhethe world view of them. In this story there would be old traditions of the past which would resurface and most would be fictional. Stay tuned..... 1 chapter per week or 2. but more info. about the scheduled release would be communicated from time to time

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Rain dripped from the Paris rooftops like the city itself was crying. Emo Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked with her hood pulled low, black sleeves hiding hands that shook from exhaustion. The streets were nearly empty—too late for tourists, too early for morning. This was the hour she preferred. No smiles to fake. No expectations to meet. Saving Paris was supposed to feel heroic. Tonight, it just felt heavy. Her earrings rested cold against her skin, a reminder of the mask she wore every day. Shadybug. The symbol of hope. The lie she kept alive while everything inside her slowly broke apart. She turned down a narrow alley, hoping the darkness would swallow her thoughts. A boy slumped against the brick wall, knees pulled to his chest, soaked through. His hair hung messily over his eyes, clothes torn and dirty like he’d been dragged through the night itself. A small duffel bag lay open beside him, empty—as if whatever life he had left was already gone. He looked… abandoned. Emo Marinette froze. She should have walked away. Paris wasn’t kind to heroes who lingered too long. But something in her chest twisted painfully. Because she knew that posture. The way his shoulders curved inward, like he was trying to disappear. She stepped closer. “Hey,” she said quietly, her voice almost swallowed by the rain. “Are you… alive?” The boy lifted his head slowly. His eyes were dull—not frightened, not angry—just empty. Like someone who’d already accepted that nothing good was coming. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Unfortunately.” That answer hit harder than it should have. Emo Marinette crouched a few feet away, careful not to scare him. “You shouldn’t sleep here. It’s dangerous.” He let out a weak laugh. “So is everywhere else.” Silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. The city hummed in the distance, uncaring. “What’s your name?” she asked. “…Jaden.” She nodded. “I’m Marinette.” He didn’t look impressed. Didn’t look relieved either. Just nodded like names didn’t matter anymore. “Did someone hurt you?” Jaden glanced away. “Dropped me off. Said I’d ‘figure it out.’” His fingers clenched around nothing. “Guess this is me figuring it out.” I tagged this book, come and support me with a thumbs up! https://youtube.com/@nekovyn?si=PH_n2FC-fL5s6R9B

Mankind prospered in the modern age, but one day, everything changed. Mana descended onto the world, making a permanent change to society. Alongside it was also the appearance of monsters invading the world from the sky and from below. Gods pitied mankind and bestowed divine bloodlines, creating superhuman people called the Supernals who can fend off the invaders. But not everyone who became a Supernal is suited for the role. Those people are pariahs that don't belong anywhere, especially when there are quotas for each divine bloodline. In a world where society revolves around those with divine bloodlines, Kai is a Supernal with the lowest talent. He doesn't fit with normal people and is too ordinary to mingle with Supernals. He was ostracized for hogging a slot in a divine legacy, and his only family suffered for it. But Kai isn't weak. It's just that nothing could properly check his bloodline. [Primordial Bloodline awakened] [Patron God: Goddess of the Primordial Night] Now, with the bloodline of the final night inside him, he will bring terror to those who wronged him. However, there's one big problem that he hadn't realized. -- Bonus Chapters will depend on your votes: Power Stones, golden tickets, gifts, or even comments and reviews if the mood is great! 200 Power Stones: 1 extra chapter! 100 Golden Tickets: 1 extra chapter! 20 Golden Tickets: 3 extra chapters! 500 Golden Tickets: 5 extra chapters! A Castle: 1 extra chapter! A Spacecraft: 3 extra chapters! A Gachapon: 5 extra chapters! -- I do not own the cover of the book; if you made it and want to take it down, just say so, and I will immediately change it.

[sexual content and lemon warning] Warning: Sexual content, lemons, Comedy, MILFs, Possessive MC, Large Harem, Capable Harem members, Mc is a Chill guy until anything happens to his women. ~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~ This story takes place in a universe where humans can awaken as Commanders and lead fleets through space. Aurelian grows up with a strong family, but otherwise, his life is pretty normal. He isn’t famous, he isn’t a genius, and most of the time he doesn’t stand out at all. Except when it comes to women. For some reason, women just seem to like him. A lot. Enough that other men start getting annoyed, then angry, and eventually outright hostile. Even his own father isn’t immune, especially when his wife keeps defending their son no matter what he does—right or wrong—which only makes things worse. Things don’t calm down even after Aurelian becomes a commander, and instead, it starts going out into the wider universe. If anything, they get messier. Trouble follows him around, strange opportunities keep appearing, and the women entering his life are no longer ordinary, but powerful, dangerous, and very interested in him. Some help him. Some challenge him. Some turn his life upside down. With ambition pushing him forward, relationships getting complicated fast, and a powerful, helpful system quietly backing him up, the MC begins his journey as a Commander. And once it starts, there’s no backing out. ….. No NTR ..... PS: Although I am not new at this, I can still have a lot to learn and can make mistakes, so if you find any, please feel free to comment, and I will fix them as soon as possible. ....... For bonus chapters: *500 Power Stones = 1 bonus chapter *200 Golden Tickets = 1 bonus chapter *Red Dragon = 2 bonus chapters *Magic Castle = 4 bonus chapters *Space Craft = 6 bonus chapters Discord Link: https://discord.gg/9yEfZx3hEa

Fuck me. I was just trying to pull my favorite character from a gacha game — Trafalgar du Morgain. The legendary swordsman. The cursed heir. The tragic side story no one cared to fix. Discarded by his clan. Humiliated by his siblings. Dead by suicide before the main plot even began. Guess who woke up in his body? Yeah. Me. Now I’m stuck in a game world that had zero lore, zero guidance, and zero chance of survival — except for the broken-ass Talent I somehow unlocked. I’ll kill, steal, lie, betray—whatever it takes. If survival means blood on my hands, then so be it. I didn’t choose this world, but I’m not going to let it chew me up and spit me out. I’ll climb over corpses if I have to. I’ll become the villain, the monster, the nightmare they never saw coming. Because in this world, there’s only one rule that matters: survive or die. And I’m not dying again. ~~~ Discord: https://discord.gg/tQ76KAUQfN

Equipped with the "Gluttony System," he traveled to another world. Allen quickly grasped a simple truth: Alan lives in a brutal world where a mage's (sorcerer's/warlock's) power is directly dependent on their bloodline. Alan begins his journey as a common practitioner, but everything changes dramatically when he awakens within himself the rare and terrifying bloodline of the Ogre. To master this power, Alan uses the technique of "ancestral meditation," which literally immerses his consciousness in the memories of an ancient monster. He lives the life of an Ogre from birth to adulthood, learning the skills of survival, brutal hunting, and cannibalism in a primordial world.

[Trigger Warning: This semi dark fantasy romance contains few mature themes.] SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Atlassian —and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

Ling Yun was the son of a wealthy businessman. But one day, his mother finds out that her husband is having an affair with his secretary. And after that she decided to divorce her husband, but at that time she did not realize that she was pregnant with Ling Yun. After learning about her pregnancy, she decided to move to another city. And since then, their lives have been up and down. Because of the economic crush, and also his mother's health was getting worse. He decided to take the 'Dark' path, which led him to near death. But just as Ling Yun was nearing his end, he heard a little girl's voice asking him. "Do you want to live?" Tags : Drama, Romance, Big Harem, Dual Cultivation, Multi Race and world, Weak to Strong, Slow Plot At Beginning, Kind and Smart MC, Cruel Mc

“My patience is a very expensive commodity, little bird, and you are currently burning through the budget.” The deep, layered baritone vibrated right through the stone floorboards, carrying a low, demonic rumble that turned the air to pure ice. Draven leaned back against the royal headboard, his bare torso glistening with sweat, while pitch-black obsidian scales lazily receded down his muscular arms. His dual-colored eyes—one a predatory, glowing crimson, the other a fractured, stormy silver—tracked my trembling form with absolute, dangerous boredom. "I... I was just looking at the window," I stammered, clutching the bedsheets to my chest. Draven let out a soft, insufferable sigh, a dangerous smirk playing at the edge of his lips as a giant, dark-feathered raven materialized out of the shadows and settled heavily onto his scaled shoulder. "Then look somewhere else before I decide your neck looks better in a noose. Go to sleep, Seraphina. Or don't. Personally, I find the prospect of your execution rather entertaining." --- ### **** **"So naive, Melanie. So stupid."** Those were the last words I heard before a bullet ended my life. Betrayed by my best friend and murdered by the man she loved, I thought the darkness of death was final. Instead, I woke up inside a web novel. Not as the beloved heroine. Not even as a lucky side character. I opened my eyes as **Seraphina Helene Valemont**—the spoiled, doomed villainess destined to be brutally executed for treason by her own husband, the notoriously cold and terrifying Duke Draven Everfrost. Armed with complete knowledge of the original plot, my survival strategy was simple: 1. Avoid making fatal mistakes. 2. Avoid the high-society enemies. 3. Above all else, **AVOID THE DUKE.** Except, the story refuses to follow the script. The monstrous Duke who was supposed to despise me is suddenly dragging me out of blood wars, tossing me swords to fight my own battles, and lazily controlling my limbs with dark magic just to mock my executioners. The events I memorized by heart are fracturing. Deeply buried political secrets are clawing their way to the surface, and the future I relied on changes with every passing sunrise. As deadly conspiracies threaten the empire and old legends refuse to stay buried, I am caught between a fate I desperately need to escape… and a demon masquerading as a man whom I was never supposed to trust. But the deeper I dig into the dark history of the North, the more terrifying one question becomes: *What if the most dangerous thing in this story was never the villainess?* Because some monsters are not born. Some monsters choose to chain themselves. And some names should have remained forgotten. **[MISSION UPDATE: SURVIVE.]** **[WARNING: ORIGINAL STORYLINE HAS DEVIATED.]** **[WARNING: UNKNOWN ENTITY DETECTED.]** **[CURRENT RISK LEVEL: CRITICAL.]** --- **~Author's Note:~** *First time writing a long, serialized story! Thank you so much for your patience, support, and love while I learn, improve, and build this world!* **THE READER'S PACT ** * **35 FREE CHAPTERS.** 0 excuses. Jump straight into the chaos! * **Kindly add this book to your Library** and Draven will personally protect you from Stephen's schemes. * Refuse... and Malaki wins. The choice is yours. ** THE VOTE REWARDS ** * **Power Stones** = Extra bonus chapters unlocked! * **Golden Tickets** = Mass chapter drops to satisfy your binge-reading! This is my official **WSA 2026** entry. Vote for the Everfrosts today... or watch Stephen try his luck again. **[Daily Chapter Releases — Never Miss a Beat]** **Connect with the Lore:** Instagram: **@merah_writes** TikTok: **@merah_writes**

Lucien's control was fraying. He watched Elian's shoulders shake, watched fat tears roll down those flushed cheeks as the younger man tried—and failed—to hold back broken sobs. The sight should have disgusted him. Instead, it ignited something feral in his chest. "Be quiet, Elian," Lucien warned, voice low and strained. Elian's head snapped up, eyes blazing through the tears. "No! I will not be quiet!" His voice cracked, raw and defiant. "I demand you let me go. Set me—ah!" Lucien moved before he could think. In one brutal motion, he slammed Elian against the nearest wall, the impact knocking the breath from both of them. Elian's back hit stone with a dull thud, his wrists pinned above his head by one of Lucien's large hands. "Be quiet," Lucien hissed again, forehead pressed against Elian's, their breaths mingling hot and desperate. Elian whimpered, twisting uselessly in his grip. "You monster… you—" Lucien's mouth crashed down on his. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't a kiss—it was a claim. Hard, punishing, devouring. Elian gasped into it, the sound swallowed instantly as Lucien pressed closer, body caging him completely against the cold wall. The taste of salt from Elian's tears mixed with something sweeter, something that made Lucien's blood roar. Elian struggled for half a second… then his lips parted on a broken moan. Lucien pulled back just enough to growl against his mouth, "I said be quiet." But Elian—trembling, furious, aching—only whispered back, voice wrecked: "Make me." **** Some truths are worth killing for. ​Son of a traitor, Elian Morel was meant to burn in the Duke's dungeon. Instead, the ruthless Duke Lucien pulls him from the darkness and keeps him locked in his private wing—close enough to watch, to touch, to break. Elian hides a dangerous gift: with one touch, he can drag out the truth behind any lie. Lucien is cold precision and merciless control, a man bound by a royal betrothal and secrets of his own. But the more he tries to possess Elian, the more his iron restraint begins to crack. In a world of court intrigue and deadly politics, their charged proximity turns into something darker—something hungry. Every defiance, every forced confession, every lingering gaze pushes them closer to the edge. Between captor and captive, hatred and desire, a forbidden bond begins to form. One that could destroy them both. Power, obsession, and a love that defies the throne.

Frost had never expected much from life. Although he constantly strived to be brilliant, that was more a result of his unwillingness to allow the great potential he had been born with to go to waste. One could even say he possessed a brilliant mind, having managed to earn a place at a respectable college through nothing but his own effort. His most recent problem was his inability to control his growing sexual urges, and while he blamed his eternal virgin status, as well as the sudden explosive increase in his testosterone levels, he would soon discover that nothing was ever as simple as it seemed. Life continued as usual until the illusion known as the Matrix came crashing down, bringing with it a new world order where the strong ruled and the weak perished. Beyond the illusion lay a far greater universe, one where the laws of nature were governed by runes, mysterious structures woven into the foundation of existence itself. Fire, life, space, gravity, and even the soul were all bound by these ancient edicts. For those who awakened to them, runes were also a source of unimaginable power, allowing ordinary people to surpass the limits of humanity and gradually take control of the laws that once governed them. However, Earth had not been cut off from the rest of existence for no reason. As humanity struggles to survive its rude awakening, hidden powers begin pulling strings from the shadows, and Earth's natives soon realize that the collapse of the Matrix was not an accident. https://discord.gg/dreamlesswanderer https://ko-fi.com/dreamlesswandererr Additional Tags #Dark #Mystery #Cerebral #Apocalypse #Interstellar #PowerProgression #Academy #Sexualcontent #Apocalypse #AdvancedTechnology

[WARNING: R18, MATURE CONTENT, NO RAPE] If you had the power to turn back time, would you use it to save the man you love? [Excerpt] "You cannot escape from me, princess. Your biggest mistake was turning me back to life. Unless you return me to my grave, you will be forever bound to me. That would be your punishment." ********************************************** A Werewolf King who died two years ago was accidentally resurrected by a grieving princess who had the power to turn back time. On the night of her honeymoon, Elisia became a widow because of an accident. Out of her loneliness, she used her power to rewind everything that had happened to her. She successfully turned her husband back to life but to her disappointment, he couldn't remember her. Instead of reuniting with her supposed-to-be-dead husband, she found herself in the hands of Thane Cromwel, the Werewolf King who planned his own death two years ago. She was given three chances to return the king to his grave and if she fails, Thane promised to kill her husband again. Two souls connected by time, divided by fate. Can Elisia control her destiny and stop the man who swore to kill her husband again? Or will she accept the punishment for altering the fate of others? Will she accept who she really was when she uncovered the truth about her identity? Book cover generated on novelai.net Follow me on IG: author_skymaiden FB: Sky Maiden

****WARNING: R18**** Nina was a normal high school student in Golden Oak School of the Elites. She belongs to the Bronze Class, where the students with the lowest ranks are. Golden Oak is known to be the school of the rich and famous. However, the Bronze Class is where the students who got admitted because of sponsorships or scholarships. Her family owns a small ramen shop near Northbay City Mall. Cross Realty Corporation was trying to buy all the land around the mall. They got almost everything except Nina's family business. Andrew Cross was the CEO of a shipping company as well as the next successor of Cross Realty. His father asked him to persuade Nina's family to sell the shop as part of his training as the heir. He belongs to the Platinum Class of Golden Oak College. When Andrew visited the ramen shop, Nina begged him to save her and her sisters from some gangsters who were asking his father to pay off his debt. "How much is it? I'll pay for it." He said. "Ten million dollars or we'll get these girls and sell them to the underground cartel." One of the men answered. "Please help us. Please save my sisters." Nina begged. It wasn't the first time they met, she's friends with some rich kids that he hang out with and met her there. She hated him. But he was the only person who could help them now. Andrew looked at the girl who was begging in front of her. Her face was tilted up looking at his face. Her hazelnut eyes were sparkling from tears. Her red plump lips has a small cut in the lower part and her left cheek was swollen. Did someone hit her? He gritted his teeth but tried to hide his reaction from her. She wasn't like the women he dated. She wasn't classy or sophisticated but there was something in her that mesmerized him. "How do you plan on paying me?" He asked. "I'll do everything you ask. I-I'll give you myself." She suddenly blurted. She was so innocent. She doesn't even know what was playing in his head when she said that. He brushed his hand to her cheeks and wiped the tears flowing from her face. "Then I'll buy you and your shop for fifteen million dollars. From now on, I own you. You belong to me." He said with a wide grin on his face. ******************************** **Book cover is mine. Please do not repost.** Illustrated by elkshan Contact me at [email protected] Instagram: authorsky_maiden Facebook: Sky Maiden FB Link: https://www.facebook.com/sky.maiden.121