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Lumen mystique,an ordinary highschool student who is poor and whose parents mysteriously dissapeared and a one whose life is full of supernatural events.But he was unaware that soon A day,An encounter,A Book Was going to change his life forever...Turning his world upside down...

[WARNING EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT] Everyone wants Elliot: tall, gorgeous, still a virgin because no girl has ever been enough. Then he sees Raven, short black hair, silver lip ring, curves poured into black lace, the goth girl they call freak. One spilled tray of ink. One moment he kneels to help her. And the campus golden boy is ruined. He stalks her. She ignores him. Once he gets her, he breeds her, brands her, owns her. And Raven is about to learn what happens when the untouchable prince decides the only throne he wants is between her thighs. Because some stains don't wash off. They just get deeper.

[Having accidentally flirted with a legendary powerhouse, she desperately asked for help on the Internet.]After being betrayed by a scumbag and her elder sister, Catherine swore to become the shameless couple’s aunt! With that, she took an interest in her ex-boyfriend’s uncle.Little did she realize that he was wealthier and more handsome than her ex-boyfriend. From then on, she became a romantic wife to her ex-boyfriend’s uncle and always flirted with him.Although the man would give her the cold shoulder, she did not mind as long as she was able to retain her identity as her ex-boyfriend’s aunt.One day, Catherine suddenly realized that she was flirting with the wrong person!The man who she had been going all out to flirt with was not even the scumbag’s uncle!Catherine went mad. “I’m so done. I want to get a divorce!”Shaun was at a loss for words.What an irresponsible woman she was!If she wanted to get a divorce, then she could just dream on!

I closed my eyes and let out a soft gasp. My fingers were numb and cold, my arm aching where the needle pierced the vein. Something clattered onto the pavement. The needle. It must have slipped out of my hand. Nothingness swirled around me, bringing the first sense of peace that I'd felt since...ever. But that was okay. It meant that there was no one to miss me, and no one I would miss. Well, perhaps there would be a few, but they could always find others to extract their cruel, sadistic pleasure from. My last breath was rough and shallow, the last beat of my heart pitifully fail. I sank to the alley floor, eyes closing, welcoming the blessed nothingness of the end. Only...death was supposed to be dark, wasn't it? And since when did 'nothingness' have so many gods? Discord: https://discord.gg/PX3xqJdZMY

#MetaFiction #ReaderSpectator #CosmicHorror #CunningProtagonist #UnreliableNarrator #HiddenPotential #MetaCosmic #Introspective #PerceptualRealism #MindDimension #TimeDimension #ElementalHorror #PerceptualRift #MetaEmbracing #PsychologicalThriller #UrbanFantasy #DarkFantasy #Philosophical #Slowburn #Mr.S (Mr. Spectator) Ezra Graves is cursed with sight that no human should bear. From the port where the city burns to the warm glow of families he has never met, his nights are haunted by lives that are not his own. Each morning, his black eyes reflect something emptier, something darker, as though his reflection itself does not belong to him. What begins as strange dreams reveals itself as the truth, throughout the journey to witness Myths and Madness and cosmic horrors, Ezra realizes that, he is a "Spectator of Existence." In his private dimension, he can peer into the choices of others, simulate their minds, and witness time itself splinter into past and future. Yet the more he watches, the more he feels the threads tightening. “Yet at last, with his perception, he becomes ‘Mr. Spectator’.” “Yet you all know... I know the story... but I still let my author lead.” This is the story of ultimate spectator—The legend "Mr. Spectator". And in the end, one truth remains: “You’re not just a reader of this story … You’re a Spectator. So watch.”

The crimson sun has descended, bringing horrors and madness,upon the world.Having encountered this crisis,humans awoken as what they call 'sorcerers' to fight against this beasts, protecting the world in the process. But the real question is,can they do it? With the world now being inhabited by churches,angels,demons and deites,the balance of the world is hanging by a thread. Will it fall,or will it live?

Trong căn chòi rách nát, tiếng gió lùa qua khe liếp rít lên từng hồi, mang theo mùi máu tanh nồng quyện chặt vào cái lạnh lẽo của tro bếp đã tàn từ lâu. Trên tấm phản gỗ, người mẹ nằm bết bát mồ hôi, đôi bàn tay gầy guộc siết chặt lấy tay chồng như cố bấu víu vào chút hy vọng sống cuối cùng. Dưới chân bà, bà đỡ vừa đưa tay đón lấy hình hài nhỏ bé thì bỗng khựng lại, hơi thở dồn dập hóa thành một cái rùng mình tê dại. Đứa trẻ ra đời trong một sự im lặng đến rợn người. Không có tiếng khóc xé tan màn đêm, cũng chẳng có lấy một nhịp thở yếu ớt. Nó đột ngột mở trừng đôi mắt màu hổ phách rực rỡ một cách dị thường. Ánh nhìn ấy không hề mờ đục như trẻ sơ sinh mà sắc lạnh, già dặn, xoáy sâu vào tâm can người đối diện như thể đang phán xét cả thế gian. Nó khẽ vặn mình, cái đầu nhỏ cố sức lắc qua lắc lại, dò xét từng gương mặt trong căn phòng bằng vẻ tỉnh táo đầy ma mị. Khi người mẹ run rẩy ôm con vào lòng, một luồng điện lạnh toát chạy dọc sống lưng khiến bà suýt nữa đã buông tay. Đôi mắt ấy… tuyệt nhiên không phải của một thiên thần. "Nó... nó là con của Ác quỷ!" – Người cha thốt lên với giọng khàn đặc. Ông lùi lại cho đến khi lưng chạm vào vách đất lạnh lẽo, gương mặt biến dạng vì kinh hãi. Bản năng của một người nông dân chất phác mách bảo ông rằng, thứ này không thuộc về thế giới của họ. "Chúng ta phải giết nó thôi!" – Ông thì thầm trong hơi thở hổn hển, bàn tay thô ráp run rẩy nắm lấy con dao đi rừng dựng nơi góc cột. Người mẹ ôm chặt đứa trẻ hơn, nước mắt tuôn dài trên đôi gò má hốc hác. Bà nghẹn ngào giữa tình mẫu tử và nỗi sợ hãi tột cùng: "Nhưng... lỡ đây là đứa trẻ được Chúa gửi đến thì sao? Có lẽ nó chỉ... khác biệt thôi." Người cha bàng hoàng nhìn vợ, rồi lại nhìn vào đôi mắt hổ phách không hề chớp của đứa trẻ. Sự hiện diện của nó như rút cạn mọi hơi ấm trong căn nhà. Ông khuỵu xuống, giọng nói vỡ vụn: "Nhưng chúng ta không thể nuôi nổi nó... Sự khác biệt này sẽ bóp nghẹt tất cả chúng ta." Trong đêm tối mênh mông, dưới ánh đèn dầu leo lét, một quyết định đầy tội lỗi và hy vọng đã được đưa ra. Đứa trẻ được quấn trong tấm vải bố thô sơ, bị bỏ lại trước cổng nhà thờ lạnh lẽo, mang theo đôi mắt hổ phách nhìn thấu màn đêm thẳm sâu.

Two years after vanishing for a crime of self-defense, a crippling debt forces former influencer Vivian ahn into a terrifying arrangement: marry the ambitious CEO who knows the truth about the blood on her hands.

The 25-year-old heir to the biggest corporation of his father returns after 12 years abroad, with the goal to continue his father's legacy. At the same time, the moralistic police lieutenant from Chicago to Gotham City where he has no other choice to raise his newborn child.

"You haven't touched your food." Luciano's raw naked eyes addressed her unabashedly. "I will." His words rang as a vow. Valentina is in Italy to help her best friend contact her father, despite being warned by the woman who raised her to never step foot into that country. Barely twenty-four hours in the country, she manages to kiss a strange man, confront a rude woman, and get locked up after being kidnapped. Her kidnapper turns out to be the feared mafia lord, Luciano De Luca. The moment Valentina takes off her mask and he sees her face, he realizes his life just got really interesting. Luciano thinks Valentina is an emissary sent to murder the retired comondante Genelare. Valentina thinks he's ridiculous for thinking she wouldn't find a more clever way to kill a man if she really wanted to. He's proud, arrogant and dangerous. The only things sharper than her mouth are her heels and will. Their worlds collide in the most explosive of ways when passion and desire stirs up. And just as they start to act on it, truths and secrets begin to unravel. She's the daughter of his father's nemesis. He's the son of her father's killer. The man she has vowed to take vengeance on. However, there's just a little problem: she's supposed to be his karma, but one stolen kiss at a time, he starts to become her nirvana.

This world is full of strangeness. Everyone worships gods in their homes—the more devout they are, the more power they gain. Everyone longs to become a god. Jiang Yuan, a newcomer, refuses to believe. A blood-red blade splits open the beautiful facade covering this world. The true world beneath the veil is madness, brutality, and evil. When everyone around him is different, he realizes he's the odd one out. He must survive.

Celine was forced to go in to the Calligarius mansion to pay their families debt however she didn't realize that she was already been sold by her aunt to the ruthless Zyllgon Calligarius.

His expression was noxious, that bought me to my knees. It was turbulent, so was difficult to see anything through them. But I saw. I saw. Him. Maybe it was too late but I saw.

Jax Thorn dies from exhaustion and wakes in a brutal fantasy world that calls itself a system. There is no logout, no safety net, and pain is real. At first, survival is about learning the rules. Then Jax learns how to bend them. As he adapts, the system begins to strain. Messages arrive late. Rewards glitch. The world pushes back not with intent, but with pressure. Each shortcut costs something permanent. By surviving too efficiently, Jax becomes a problem the system can’t resolve. And when a world built on perfect calculations encounters an outcome it can’t predict, it doesn’t negotiate. It escalates.

Lin Yuan transmigrated to Douluo Continent and awakened the Honor of Kings System, enabling him to summon heroes, form a sect, raise beasts, and even subdue Bibi Dong on his path to unifying the world. Then he discovered the system had subsystems— One of them recruited Tang San to beat Yu Xiaogang and flatten Tang Hao, but Tang San betrayed the sect after becoming a second-generation heir, forcing the system to demand punishment. Also called: • “Tang San II Betrays His Sect” • “Tang San Beats Tang Hao” • “My Sect-Pet Raising Diary” • “The Man With Too Many Systems”

Unearth Your Destiny: A Crown of Power or a Crown of Ruin? Imagine waking up in a world on fire, with no memory of who you are, only a searing pain in your chest. That's Ash, our hero, who discovers a terrifying truth: a jagged, glowing shard of the mythical, shattered Crown of Dominion is embedded within him. This isn't just a piece of an old relic; it's a living, pulsing fragment of immense, dangerous power. Suddenly, you're not just lost, you're hunted. The King's ruthless forces, led by the relentless Captain Valerius, believe the Crown's power is a curse, seeking to eradicate all who touch it. But Ash is just a boy, a blank slate caught in a cosmic struggle. His only hope? A strange alliance forged in the shadows: Selene, a mysterious Shadow Priestess whose whispers hold ancient secrets and dark magic, and Kael, a gruff, exiled knight whose broken oath binds him to protect Ash. Together, they embark on a perilous journey to the legendary Veilstone Keep, an ancient fortress rumored to hold the answers Ash desperately seeks. But Veilstone Keep is more than just crumbling stone. Deep within its forgotten passages, they uncover Master Elara, an eccentric scholar who reveals a chilling truth: the Crown doesn't just grant power; it seeks to be reborn, and it sees Ash as its ultimate vessel. Every step deeper into the Keep's labyrinthine depths brings Ash closer to understanding his past, but also closer to becoming the very "Crowned God" the world fears. Can Ash control the corrupting whispers of the shard before it consumes him? Will he become a beacon of salvation or the harbinger of a new, terrifying dominion? Dive into The Shattered Crown and discover a world where forgotten magic, political intrigue, and cosmic destiny collide. Unravel the mystery. Witness the power. Choose your Crown.

A child raised in a lab, tortured, experimented on, and trained as nothing more than a military weapon. They stripped away his name, his choices, his humanity. But this isn’t a story about obedience. It’s a story about what happens when a weapon begins to think for himself. Will he take revenge? Will he run from the past that haunts him? Or will he choose something no one expected— A path not of rage or retreat… but divergence.

[This book contains, explicit and mature scenes—no r*pe. Not advised for viewers under 18, protect thy purity] Lance Dixon is drowning in a debt that isn’t his. His parents’ financial mistakes have fallen entirely onto him, and his life has collapsed into a constant struggle to stay afloat. He has never denied what he is. Lance is a masochist, and most people he’s dated couldn’t handle that truth. Every relationship ended the same way, leaving him with needs no one was willing to meet. Everything shifts on a night he drinks too much and ends up venting to a stranger. In a mix of frustration and alcohol, Lance jokes that he’d sell himself to anyone willing to pay off his debt. The stranger, Ansel Lowell, doesn’t brush it off. He asks how much. And when Lance tells him, Ansel offers a deal: three months living under his terms, in exchange for clearing the debt completely. The deal is straightforward and seems almost like relief. But as the days pass, the dynamic between them deepens in ways neither expected. What began as a simple exchange grows into a connection that is far more consuming, and far more dangerous, than either of them intended. [Excerpt] Lance meant to pull away when Ansel stepped closer, but his body didn’t move. Ansel’s hand hovered near his jaw, just close enough to make Lance’s breath catch. “Do you understand what you agreed to?” Ansel asked quietly. Lance swallowed. “You’re paying off my debt. I stay with you for three months. That’s it.” A hint of a smile tugged at Ansel’s mouth, which made him more dangerous because of it. “No, Lance. That’s the surface of it. I want you to hear the truth.” Lance’s pulse stumbled. Ansel leaned in just enough that Lance could feel the warmth of his breath. “I’m going to take up space in your life. I’m going to have you when I want you. I’m going to learn every weakness you try to hide, and I will use them. I will claim you, piece by piece, until you can’t tell where your choices end and mine begin.” Lance exhaled shakily. “Do you worst Mr. Lowell, I can handle it.”

Mork transmigrated into the world of One Piece, was stranded on a deserted island, and awakened a God-Tier Fortress Construction System, forcibly transforming the barren island into an impenetrable stronghold! As long as he absorbs ships, he can upgrade the fortress—upgrade the defensive layers, upgrade the cannon’s power—endlessly strengthening it! But Mork doesn’t want to fight or kill. He just wants to quietly be a salted fish. Until one day, the pirate Mork blew to pieces with a single shot happened to be a partner of Shichibukai Doflamingo, which caused Doflamingo to take notice of the fortress. At the same time, Blackbeard, who had just defected from the Whitebeard Pirates, passed by and set his sights on the fortress. Blackbeard: “Zehahahaha… I’ve taken a liking to this island! Get lost, now!” But in the next second, a cannon barrel thicker than the entire island extended from the fortress, leaving both Blackbeard and Doflamingo dumbfounded. With a world-shaking blast, that cannon barrel became Blackbeard’s lifelong psychological trauma. …… And from that moment on, the Shichibukai, the Four Emperors, the Marines, the old era, the Supernovas… the entire world took notice of this mysterious and overwhelmingly powerful island! ----------------- Patreon Advance Chapters: patreon.com/FrostWarden