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Beneath His Skin

Just a heads up: this story is set in an ancient world, but the characters might occasionally sound a bit more modern. I wanted to keep it lively and relatable, so don’t be surprised if you catch some phrases or expressions that feel like they belong in today’s world! ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** ****** She was nothing. He was everything. Azura Moryn lived in the shadows of the Crescent Moon Pack, rankless, orphaned, invisible. Rhydor Drakemire stood at its center, Alpha, commander, untouchable. When fate made them mates, he rejected her without hesitation. But the bond didn't break. It became a curse. An ancient magic buried in forbidden ground awakened the moment he spoke the words of rejection. Golden light erupted. Pain consumed them both. And when they woke, their souls had switched. She opened her eyes in his body, strong, powerful, respected. He woke in hers, weak, scorned, forgotten. Trapped in each other's lives, they're forced to see the truth. The crushing weight of his responsibilities. The quiet strength of her survival. The person neither wanted to understand. But there's no time for understanding. A ruthless Alpha King is tearing through the territories, claiming Lunas and draining their power in his obsessive hunt for immortality. Whispers of an ancient prophecy grow louder, only a female Alpha can stop him. A power everyone thought was extinct. As betrayal brews within the pack and enemies close in from all sides, Azura begins to discover something impossible. She's not as powerless as everyone believed. And Rhydor realizes too late that the mate he rejected might be the only one who can save him, and everyone he's sworn to protect. In a world where strength is measured in blood and loyalty is everything, two souls bound by fate and separated by pride must make a choice: Fight together and risk everything. Or fall apart and lose it all.
Stephie_writes · 2.8k Views

WHEN CULTURE MERGE

Adora!” Mr. Okonkwo’s deep voice thundered through the marble halls of their Asokoro mansion. “How many times do I have to tell you to stop acting like… like a street fighter?” Adora rolled her eyes, hoodie pulled over her head, barely acknowledging the lecture. Her parents’ shouting was routine, but today, there was a new tension. “You are grounded!” Mrs. Okonkwo snapped, pointing at Adora’s sneakers as if they were a crime against civilization. Adora had spent the morning racing friends through Jabi Lake’s jogging paths and climbing the hills near Millennium Park. She laughed, tumbled, and flaunted her tomboy mask—covering the curves her parents scolded her for—but today her rebellion seemed pointless. “We’re sending you abroad,” Mr. Okonkwo announced. “You will finish your schooling in China. They teach girls to be disciplined, elegant… controlled.” Adora froze. Her friends waited outside, ready for their usual fun. Leaving Abuja, leaving freedom, was unthinkable. “China?” she scoffed. “You want me to become some… quiet, fancy girl who bows and smiles all day?” Her parents exchanged a look that said: We’ve tried everything. Adora’s defiance, legendary in their household, would not stop them. And so, her journey began—not on Nigerian streets, not among friends—but in a world far away, where rules were foreign, bullies were different, and the challenge of merging her proud Nigerian identity with a completely new culture awaited.
Silver_Angel_2005 · 1.6k Views

Prince Of Azra

Evan is the mysterious PLAYER-488 everyone’s been talking about. After clearing the Infinite Demon Castle game, his name blew up on game servers and all over social media. In real life, Evan doesn’t have it easy—he deals with low self-esteem and hates how he looks. But in the gaming world? He’s a legend. He always starts from the weakest level and somehow climbs his way to the top. Now, with just one week left before officially getting rewarded for becoming the first person to complete Infinite Demon Castle, his friend Mr. Parker introduces him to a strange new game—one that can’t be found anywhere online, one that its firsthand magic blew Evans' mind. Evan, curious and full of quiet confidence, decides to give it a shot. Like always, he picks the weakest character just to challenge himself. But this time... things take a wild turn. Evan doesn’t just play the game. He becomes the character in the game. Evan wakes up in a strange new world called Vaelora—a place full of magic, monsters, and nonstop war. He’s stuck there, and the only way out is to defeat the Demon Queen, something Azra hasn't been able to achive for decades. But this isn’t like the games he’s played before. There’s no controller, no pause button, and no second chances. If he dies here, that’s it—game over for real, no respawn or coming back to his own world. The game promises one reward for finishing the final quest: a wish to be granted. It can’t bring anyone back from the dead or hurt anyone, but Evan doesn’t care about that. He just wants one thing—to stop being overweight and finally feel good about how he looks. Now, trapped in a body that’s not made for battle, Evan has to rely on his gamer instinct to survive. He needs to level up fast, protect the kingdom of Azra, and outplay a world that’s trying to kill him. Can Evan win, make his wish, and return home changed forever? Or will he lose everything right before the end?
Gabriel_Smart_4686 · 6.4k Views

Marvel x DC: I Don't Have Cheat So I Will Built Harem

Synopsis My name is Ryden Hunt. I transmigrated into a Marvel × DC mixed world during World War II— with no system, no golden finger**, no superpowers. Naturally, I fell into despair. …Just kidding. Instead, I casually invented the AK-47, became a shareholder of Stark Industries, casually pioneered jetpacks and lithium batteries, and—oh yes—also became a shareholder of Wayne Enterprises (though I gifted those shares to my wife, because romance matters). The world now knows me as “The Greatest Genius Scientist in Human History.” They also call me: * Father of Computers * Father of way too many inventions * Father of way too many people Yes. I am the father of: * Steve Rogers * Tony Stark * Bruce Wayne * Bruce Banner * Clark Kent And because fate has a sense of humor: * Joker * Lex Luthor As for Diana? She is my wife. Also my step-D. Don’t ask. Even the gods refuse to explain it. I am married to many beautiful, terrifyingly powerful women, I enjoy drinking fine wine in the company of goddesses, and I have accidentally shaped **every hero and villain of two universes in new direction**. This is not a story about saving the world. This is the story of how the world became completely unhinged because I existed. Welcome to the life of Ryden Hunt— the man behind the heroes, the man behind the villains, and the reason destiny filed for a restraining order. Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own anime nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. No copyright infringement intended. AI generated cover
R1Y00 · 147k Views

Dominate Showbiz: Media Tycoon Discovered My Talent

Charles Kosonen walked into a hidden bar one night expecting nothing but a good drink. He had only visited on one of his random whims, something to spice up his endlessly boring days as a man born with everything, yet utterly dissatisfied with everything. He quickly found a seat at the bar. Then he noticed a beautiful girl lingering by the stage, chatting with the band like she was their singer. Beautiful, she was, with those brilliant blue eyes, deep as sapphire, and her long black hair flowing carelessly down her back. But in the world he lived in, beauty was always in abundance, and for a pair of eyes so used to gems, even a shining jewel could start to lose its luster. The corner of his mouth lifted into a faint smirk. He'd come for the drinks, as one of his business partners had praised when recommending this place. The singing was merely an extra. Or so he thought. The moment the liquid in his crystal-clear glass touched his lips was when the girl took the stage. The moment the cold sip slid down his throat was when her lips parted. And then she sang. The glass froze in his hand. If an angel could sing, why would she choose to descend into this hidden bar, of all places? The song wasn't a particularly popular one. The band behind her was just C-class amateur. And yet, with her voice alone, she took the song, polished it into a gemstone, and made it hers. He looked around the room. It wasn't just him, but every single man present there that night had their eyes glued to her, their face a mesmerized expression. A decision was made. He would have her under his wing, no matter what it cost. [Tags] #reverseharem, #weaktostrong, #dark, #comedy, #smut, #sliceoflife, #showbiz, #superstar, #romance, #r18, #unseriousFL [Warnings] - 18+ only - Reverse Harem - Explicit Smut - Sometimes it's pure fun, sometimes it's dead serious.
KikiYuyume · 183.2k Views