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Layna simply chose not to care. Whether about her sexuality, love life or anything that needed some kind of emotional affection from her. Comfortable in the status quo and the life she carried, Layna never imagined that one day in the splurge of the moment a fake identity would be born only to relieve her wallet from spending on alcohol. She, now dressed as a man would land in the nightlife of a man whose preferences are as well hidden as his true identity. When Layna’s alter ego meets Xavier’s tastes, a blurred relationship begins unaware of the secrets both keep. What began as a great idea between friends would slowly bring troubles to her “normal” life. What wasn’t meant to be turns into a wild ride full of intoxicating surprises. Now, trapped in the lies and doubts of who they truly are, Layna and Xavier must confront what they used to dismiss. An identity, a gender, a desire, a vulnerability… love in its full course. Will they drink the full glass or will they shatter it as they collide? They surely will embrace the prism of their lives. #CEO #Romance #Comedy #R18 #Smut #Slowburn #LGBT+ ————————————- Read my other books! - You Think I Won’t Talk? - Barbaric Spouse, Descry the Night’s Lure This is an original book.

Lila is confident and just a little bit clumsy. Love? She's not interested until everything changes when her calm high school life turns into chaos — all thanks to two boys with very different hearts. One is Theo, her childhood best friend who’s been secretly in love with her for years. Quiet, loyal, and always there when she falls (which is often). The other? Kai — the new, cocky transfer student who teases her every chance he gets… and calls her “chaos girl.” Caught between jealousy, unexpected moments, and fluttering feelings, Lila has no clue that both boys are falling — fast. Too bad she’s too busy tripping over her own shoelaces to notice.

I accidentally got into a dungeon and was on the verge of death when someone saved me. [The Constellation of Gates (GM) offers you a sponsorship. Would you like to accept?] A status window appeared. {YES}  {NO} Who in their right mind would say no at a time like this? So of course, I hit yes. And just like that, I became a cheat. No, a bug in this world. I started ranking up like crazy, gaining overpowered skills and god-tier treasures. But then a question hit me. Who exactly is this Constellation who helped me? And what does [GM] in his title even mean? Doesn't that usually stand for Game Master? Or maybe Grand Master? I didn’t really care at the time. He saved me, and that was good enough. So I brushed it all off like it didn’t matter. Until I met her again. My first love. [The Constellation of Gates (GM) is shocked to see you.] [The Constellation of Gates (GM) covers [his] face at your words.] ... Wait a damn minute. And that’s when I knew that "he" wasn’t a he but a she. and not only that, she was my long unrequited love!

Toshiro Hamada, a 28-year-old data entry clerk whose life was aggressively average, dies in the most absurd overkill imaginable, three trucks. He awakens in the body of Natsu Dragneel, Fire Dragon Slayer of Fairy Tail, with shattered memories of the series and a terrifying new passenger: the Primal Dragon, an ancient entity whose awakening has ignited a countdown to dragonification. The only way to slow his transformation is through magical bonding, mates who anchor his humanity. But his first encounter with Lucy Heartfilia is not romance; it is compulsion, the Primal Domain overriding both their wills. Now Toshiro/Natsu must navigate a impossible path: manipulate the women he needs without losing himself, exploit his fragmentary knowledge of future catastrophes, and race against a clock only he can hear. The line between performance and genuine feeling blurs. The dragon waits. And Fairy Tail may never be the same. [Disclaimer: Fairy Tail and all associated characters, settings, and intellectual property belong to Hiro Mashima, Kodansha, and their respective owners. This is a work of fan fiction written for entertainment purposes only. No profit is made, and no copyright infringement is intended. Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, dark themes, psychological drama, and morally ambiguous situations. Reader discretion is advised. Some content may be triggering for some audiences. The story will be a harem. I don't want to hear complains about this later on. FUCK OFF!!]

In the heart of Fairy Tail, an emotional secret finally comes to light Kana finds her long-lost father, Gildarts, and their heartfelt reunion stirs tears throughout the guild. Meanwhile, Noah achieves the impossible, passing the fearsome S-Class exam at just eight years old, earning the guild’s admiration and a celebration worthy of legends. But victory brings more than glory… deep within the first master’s tomb, Noah is entrusted with Fairy Glory, one of Fairy Tail’s fabled three great magics. After traveling to the world of Fairy Tail, I found myself getting stronger after learning magic. Of course, such a good thing is to make myself stronger, live happier, and make people around me live happier. So a few years later... "Are you kidding me? That guy uses super magic right away. Isn't this bullying?!" "It's either super magic or light cannon. Who is that guy's opponent?" "Just an ordinary dark guild member..." "You are worthy of being a wizard of Fairy Tail..."

For the last ten years, Zack Riley– the delinquent, school bully– had been mercilessly teasing Anna Reece– the sweet, nerdy girl everyone liked. But one day that all changed… Due to jealous possession, Zack confessed the feeling he had been hiding since they were children. Can this misled boy work through his own psychological trauma and be boyfriend material? Can Anna work through her trust issues and look past her past with deceitful boys, to accept Zack’s feelings? Yes, and yes, in fact, these two unexpected characters, manage to build a bond stronger that most bonds. They share a connection so deep, some might say that it is fate.

A man wakes up reincarnated as nine-year-old Jake Harper, armed with something no one else in 2002 possesses: Argus, an AI-like search engine in his mind connected to the future. In a world that feels strangely familiar, the new Jake must navigate childhood, family chaos, and a timeline full of opportunities. With knowledge decades ahead of everyone else, how far can he push the future without breaking it?.

[Peerless Tang Sect] [Genius Protagonist] [Energy Control] [Research-Oriented] [Creation System] [Harem] Born with an innate soul power of only 0.5, Kong Ming’an should have been nothing more than a footnote in the world of Douluo Dalu. Weak, insignificant… destined to be forgotten. But everything changed the moment his memories awakened. With a mysterious Energy Martial Soul and a mind far beyond this era, Kong Ming’an refuses to follow the rules of this stagnant world. While others rely on fate and spirit rings, he chooses a different path— Analysis. Creation. Absolute Control. From refining energy to rewriting the very foundation of soul tools, he begins a journey that will shake the entire continent. What starts as simple curiosity soon evolves into something far greater. A pioneer of modern soul guidance technology. The creator of a new order. A genius who turns impossibility into reality. And as his power grows… so does the number of extraordinary women drawn to him. After all— In a world ruled by strength and desire, who could resist a man who controls both energy… and fate itself? — “I only wanted to experiment a little… while becoming a god.” Kong Ming’an once wrote in his memoirs. “Unfortunately… I went a bit too far.” — Note: • This novel explores the deep potential of martial souls, spirit rings, and soul tools through a unique, research-driven approach. • Features multiple female leads (harem elements). • Inspired by the manga-style interpretation of characters. Read 190+ Chapters and exclusive P@treon-only content here: [email protected]/RinBlaze – Join for just $15/month and unlock early access!

Waking up as "Mr. Reed" in a Cedars-Sinai hospital bed was confusing enough, but seeing a "Life Skills Optimizer" HUD hovering over Nurse Martinez’s head made it surreal. Transmigrated into the sun-soaked, chaotic world of New Girl, the new inhabitant of the 4D loft finds himself armed with a "Memory Palace" that stores every detail and a "Photographic Reflex" that turns others' talents into his own muscle memory. Between Nick’s stubborn cynicism and Jess’s relentless optimism, he must navigate the fine line between being a helpful roommate and a suspicious anomaly. While he uses his system to fix legal leaks and marketing disasters for his new found family, he quickly learns that even a perfectly optimized life can’t always account for the messy, unpredictable heart of a loft full of best friends.

Su Yan transmigrates into Douluo Continent with a cheat — a chat group that summons female Douluo characters! With the Nine Yang Divine Skill, Six Meridian Sword and Lingbo Steps, he’s unstoppable. Bibi Dong fumes, Qian Renxue mocks, and beauties like Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong fall for him. As the chat group grows, so does his irresistible Douluo harem. Crossovers: BTTH × Douluo Dalu × A Record of a Mortal’s Journey × More! Genre: Action | Martial-Arts | Fantasy | System | Harem | Adventure Read 620+ Chapters and exclusive Patreon-only content here: patreon.com/RinBlaze – Join for just $20/month and unlock early access!

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

Welcome, esteemed interdimensional viewer. If you are reading this, congratulations: you are about to enjoy entertainment of the highest quality and questionable morality. The protagonist of this bloody experience is [ERROR], now called Takeshi. [Previous age: 30 years old.] [Previous occupation: being a failure at life.] [Current status: dead.] [Cause of death: irrelevant.] But don’t worry about him. I, as the benevolent deity that I am, have already taken care of giving him a new purpose in life—literally. I have transported Takeshi to an urban fantasy where he must survive… Not monsters or wars. But damn, ultra-powerful psychotic yanderes! Dark Souls, who even knows you?! All of this will be broadcast across multiple dimensions, and he will be able to read everything the viewers write, so don’t hesitate to comment—you might just get noticed. Drama? Tension? Horrendously bad decisions? It has it all, so come along and watch how a random guy manages to survive each trial… or goes insane in the process.

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Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

Max died right after beating an impossible level in his favorite RPG, Eldoria's Entry 3. That should have been the end. Instead, he woke up inside the game. In a world where humans do not exist, Max reincarnated as one. With miserable stats and no way to grow like a normal adventurer, he was labeled completely useless from the start. His only saving grace was a unique Rank-SSS skill. Unfortunately, he didn’t really understand how it worked. Before he could figure out how to survive, Max opened his eyes inside a royal castle. It was an elven princess’s birthday. And he was her new pet. ---------------------------------------------- What To Expect: -NEW CHAPTERS ALL DAYS -A system that isn’t always well explained -Humor of all kinds. -No harem -No R18. -OP MC. -Slice of life moments to slow things down. -Adventure moments filled with danger and tough choices. ---------------------------------------------- [Goals And Bonus Chapters] 50 Power stones = 1 bonus chapters 10 Golden Tickets = 1 Bonus chapter

A story in which the Pokémon world explores the madness of the Nasuverse via Twitch Livestream. The poor innocent souls thought that Ritsuka Fujimaru was a normal streamer, from an alternate world where Pokémon didn't exist, but they had no idea his true destiny would drag them all into the grand epic tale that is Fate/Grand Order. Crossposted on Questionable Questing and Archive of our Own. *This is a work of fanfiction, I will not accept money for this story as it will fall outside fair use if I do so.*

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”

[Fushiguro Toji] Current Affection Level has reached 80% (Close Friendship). Unlocked Bonus: [Complete Heavenly Restriction]. When the Affection Level reaches 100%, the next stage's bonus will be unlocked. Next Stage Bonus Preview: [120% Heavenly Restriction - No Side Effects Version] Current Bonuses Acquired: [80% Limitless Cursed Technique], [Complete Construction Cursed Technique]... This system is dedicated to completing the entire affection encyclopedia and strives to grant you an irresistible charm.

Caution: This book contains mature content and is intended for matured readers. ***** I knew if he left this room, he'd keep fighting alone until his heart simply gave up. I hated him for it. I hated him for being so difficult, but the thought of him being gone made my stomach turn into a block of ice. My brain went numb. My instincts took over. I stepped in front of the door. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely feel them. I grabbed the hem of my dress. I can't believe I'm doing this for a man I wanted to kill an hour ago, I thought. But whatever was pulling me, didn't care about my anger. In one fast, desperate motion, I pulled the dress over my head and let it drop. The cold air hit my bare skin, making my nipples turn into hard, sensitive pebbles instantly. I stood there, completely naked, my heart hammering so loud it echoed in my ears. Oh! Moon Goddess, just end me already. **** She was too weak to stand beside him. And his heart already belonged to another. Azura Moryn knows the rules of the Crescent Moon Pack:power is everything, and without it, you are nothing. Rankless and orphaned, she has survived on the edges by being invisible. But invisibility is not weakness, it’s a choice. Behind her quiet exterior is a resilient spirit, a surprising bravery, and a clumsy, lovable heart that refuses to be crushed, even when the odds are impossible. Rhydor Drakemire has everything. Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, feared and respected. Groomed for greatness. And deeply in love with the woman he plans to make his Luna. So when fate makes Azura his mate, the choice is simple. He rejects her. A weakling has no place beside an Alpha. And he refuses to give up the woman he loves. The bond should have shattered. Instead, something ancient awakens. Forbidden magic stirs beneath the pack lands. Golden light erupts. Pain tears through them both. And when they wake, the world is wrong. Azura opens her eyes inside the Alpha’s body, strong, powerful, untouchable. Rhydor wakes in hers, powerless, scorned, and unseen. Now their souls switch without warning, trapping them in each other’s skin while enemies circle closer and the pack begins to fracture. Every secret they uncover changes what they thought they knew, about strength, about weakness, about each other. And beyond the pack borders, a brutal Alpha King rises, draining Lunas and hunting power in his obsession with immortality. Old prophecies resurface. Whispers spread of a truth long buried: Only a female Alpha can bring him down. As forbidden magic stirs and betrayal creeps closer than loyalty, an ancient legacy refuses to stay buried any longer. Azura is about to learn the truth of her own blood. And the mate Rhydor rejected may be the one fate chose to change everything. Some bonds are broken by pride. Some curses are written in blood. And some destinies can only be uncovered…

Wen Mang is only a history UP host. Yet every time he posts a video, the people arguing in the comments are… Liu Bei. Guan Yu. Zhang Fei. Zhao Yun. Zhuge Kongming. A mysterious light screen descends, replaying the true fate of the Three Kingdoms, unchanged, merciless, and brutally honest. Liu Bei watches his empire collapse and asks in disbelief: “Shu Han… ended like this? And even my statue was expelled from Wuhou Shrine?” Guan Yu sees himself drowned, defeated, deified, and used. “So this is how history remembers the Martial Saint?” Zhang Fei learns his own end and falls silent for a long, long time. “Is this really… all I amounted to?” Zhao Yun witnesses seven entries and seven exits become a legend yet still cannot save the world he fought for. And Zhuge Kongming… He doesn’t ask about victory or defeat. He asks one question only: “If such a light screen exists can history be rewritten?” From military formations to aircraft carriers, from grain transport to industrial warfare, modern knowledge crashes into ancient ambition. Old regrets awaken. Unfinished oaths resurface. And once the heroes understand why they lost… Will they still accept the ending history gave them? When the light screen up again, the Three Kingdoms are already on a different path.