betrayal

Sinn Bay carries a deity within him - the Deity of Calm. Stripped of the ability to feel anything but tranquility, he lives a carefully ordered life as a sword academy captain, a husband, a father, a man who desires nothing beyond peace. But reality refuses to leave him untouched. A chain of misfortune tightens around his existence, twisting ordinary events into catastrophe. Tragedy compounds into loss, loss into collapse, until the world itself begins to fracture alongside him. Deprived of everything he sought to protect, Sinn Bay turns against the very order of existence. Not in rage. But with perfect, inescapable calm.

After thousands of years lived as a severed head used as a weapon, Medusa is finally reborn, and the only thing on her mind is revenge against the gods who cursed her to live as a monster reviled by both man and devils. Her ambitions towards revenge fuel a mad desire for power. With the power of the eternal gods, Medusa needs power beyond human understanding to even stand the slightest chance against them.

Jasmine Towers married billionaire Keith Acland in an arranged marriage meant to benefit two powerful families. There was no love, no romance—and Jasmine accepted it. As the CEO’s wife, she devoted herself to maintaining the perfect image and raising her son to become the rightful heir of the Acland family. Everything collapses when Keith’s former lover returns… with a child she claims is his. Overnight, Jasmine’s position is questioned. Her son’s inheritance is threatened. And the woman who once stood quietly beside her husband is pushed out of her own home. Betrayed by her husband and abandoned by high society, Jasmine is forced into a ruthless battle for survival—where losing means watching her son lose everything. Jasmine must fight to protect her child… and reclaim what was stolen from her.

Jade was nothing but a mocked student in oversized hoodies until she agreed to help her trainer with last-minute gym inventory on New Year’s Eve. However, a single mistake—sending a private video to the wrong contact—shatters her life in seconds. Publicly humiliated at a New Year’s party, betrayed by her boyfriend as part of a cruel bet, Jade stood drenched in filth and laughter, stripped of dignity in front of the entire school, until the Alpha Triplets arrived. And with it, a ruthless bond shackled her to all three, as well as revealing she was the lost daughter of the Lycan King. The Alpha Triplets, known for their coldness and brutality, searched for their mates to break their feral curse before their 25th birthday. But when they found their mate in the form of a weak, frail girl, disdain was all she got. With a new identity and a transformation in her life, Jade is tossed into deadly Lycan politics, brutal mate bonds, a fourth bond, a throne soaked in blood, and an attraction from the Rogue King himself. What will she do when she discovers not everything is as it seems? How will Jade survive the chaos that follows in her quest to win the Lunar Crown Student of the Year and evade the dangerous love of her fourth mate, now turned enemy, who sought out her heart? Four Alphas. One girl. And Fate's Twisted Game of Love and Power.

Power runs in blood - and blood always demands payment. Aya rules the North Kingdom with an ancient power that could end her bloodline forever. When Killan, the Southern King, seeks alliance through marriage, politics turn dangerous and desire becomes a liability. What begins as political maneuvering soon becomes something far more volatile. Drawn together by necessity, respect, and a growing attraction neither expected, Aya and Killan must navigate court intrigue, ancient rivalries, and the heavy cost of duty. As old wounds resurface and war looms on every border, the choices they make will determine not only the fate of their kingdoms—but the price of their hearts. Echoes of Ice and Iron is a story of power and inheritance, of love tested by obligation, and of sacrifices demanded by crowns forged in blood and history.

Emilia Wallace had sacrificed her freedom to save her father’s dying empire by marrying Derek Carson in a calculated deal that promised rescue for Wallace Holdings. But six months later, that illusion shatters because one quiet morning, hidden on the staircase of their glittering Las Vegas mansion, she overhears the truth; The Carsons had never intended to help rather they planned to forge documents, steal every share, erase her father’s legacy and even kill her if she dares to run. With nothing but damning evidence, burning rage, and two fiercely loyal friends who refuse to let her break, Emilia slips into the night and runs away. Meanwhile, Derek is already hunting. Desperate and cornered, Emilia turns to the one man who might match the Carsons’ ruthlessness: Ethan Blackwood, the cold, calculating billionaire whose empire has warred with The Carson's for years. She offers him insider secrets in exchange for protection. He accepts but not out of kindness because to Ethan, she was leverage wrapped in desperation; to her, he was arrogance in a tailored suit. Their alliance is supposed to be transactional but instead, guarded glances turn into heated tension, distrust flares into desire, and strategy gives way to something neither expected: real, dangerous passion. One woman. One lethal secret. One shot to burn their empire to the ground. In a city that thrives on deception, revenge becomes the only escape and the only heart worth claiming might be the one she never saw coming.

[Warning: this story contains dark themes] **** Seven years ago, Ruby Emerald believed she had everything: love, stability, a future she could finally trust. On her wedding anniversary, she planned a surprise that would change their lives forever. Instead, her world shattered. She found her husband having sex with his ex, the words that followed cutting deeper than the betrayal itself. He said loving her made him feel small. Empty. The child she carried was her quiet miracle, who never got the chance to be born. Ruby lost her pregnancy on the very day meant to celebrate life, sealing her heartbreak in silence. When grief had barely settled, life demanded more. Her mother’s heart was failing. There was a need for surgery, which was devastatingly expensive. Her father’s debts threatened to swallow the family business whole. Ruby was drowning. Then came the knock on her hospital door. Her ex-husband’s stepfather, Max Byron, stepped inside, immaculate and unreadable, his presence commanding the room before he spoke a single word. A man of power, control, and secrets. “I can solve all your problems,” he said. Hope flared, dangerous and fragile until he finished: “My only condition… is that you marry me.” Trapped between survival and self-respect, Ruby is forced into a marriage built on necessity, not love. But beneath the cold arrangement and unspoken boundaries, something unsettling begins to grow, slow, restrained, impossible to ignore. Because the most dangerous thing about this marriage isn’t the bargain she made— It’s the feelings she never agreed to feel.

Because of the existence of the "Cell Laboratory", Midorima Asachi was not sacrificed in the "Hundred-Person Kill" graduation exam after crossing into the Hidden Mist Village of the Naruto world. But the "Village of the Bloody Mist" era is about to begin, and Midorima must prepare to "escape the danger". He has been assigned to the medical squad, and successfully "escaping the danger" will take some effort. ***** You can read more chapters ahead of everyone on p@treon. P@TREON - [email protected]/lessaservantofcosmos (just replace the "@" with "a") Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or it's characters neither this fanfic. The image used in the cover isn't mine. This is Chinese fanfiction. I'm just translating it. I'm just changing the names and some grammar. I'm trying to make it more understandable. All right reserved to the author 潇潇羽下 (for the fanfic) and Masashi Kishimoto (for Naruto)

“Just how fucked up can life get?” On the night meant to celebrate her engagement, Nyra found out. She caught her fiancé in bed, not with another woman, but another man. The betrayal didn’t just shatter her heart. It exposed the lie she’d been living… and the family who cared more about appearances than her pain. Humiliated. Slapped. Blamed. That same night, drunk and unraveling, she made one reckless mistake. One wrong room. One stranger. One choice that changed everything. Disowned and cast out, Nyra vanished with nothing but her pride and a promise to never be powerless again. She rebuilt herself from ashes into something sharper... a woman no one could break twice. Years later, she returns. Just a wedding. Just closure. Just one visit. That’s what she tells herself. But some cities remember your sins. And some men never stop hunting what was once theirs. Especially the kind who can destroy you… and make you beg for it. ********** “Stay far away from me,” he said quietly. Not a warning... a promise. “My world isn’t made for someone like you, Nyra.” I stepped closer anyway. “Then maybe I’m done being safe.” His jaw tightened, something dark flashing in his eyes. “You have no idea what you’re asking for. Once you step into my world…” His voice dropped. “There’s no leaving it untouched.” I smiled, slow and reckless, looping my arm around his neck. “Then don’t let me leave untouched.” My lips brushed his, a whisper meant to tempt. “Take me, Kael,” I breathed. “I want to get ruined by you.

“Are you hiding, little bird?” His tone was different from the usual. It wasn't the coo she knew, neither was it the song of calmness that often emanated from him. It was vibrating. An allure that in a dark and dangerous way promised a touch that would drift her alive. Annabelle kept her hand to her mouth, her heart racing past its usual rate. She wondered in that moment—now that she knew what he was—if he could hear her heart beat. As if the universe was sending her a response, she felt him stop. Right above where she hid. Holding a shaky breath, she raised her head, feeling the pressure of his feet on the wood that obscured her view from him. Surely, his ability can't go underground. Surely, the scent of watermelon and potatoes would mask her. Yet…the low chuckle that sounded like a sinister laughter made her heart jump, as her legs gave away. He lifted the wooden pallet, their gazes colliding in a fit of what seems to be prey and predator instinct. A tiny smirk was playing on his face now, the same one she was used to. And the evidence was as glaring as daylight. Blood streak marked his crisp white shirt, drooling down the side of his face to his lips—his hands, a crimson bloody mess against rich skin. The stale of another man's death lingering around him, morphing his aura and forever confirming what he is. What he will always be. “Little bird…” “Please…” A huge palm reached out to pat her nest of hair, definitely leaving behind strokes of blood. The metallic iron scent assaulted her nose in the small space she hid. He was after her heart—an organ she feared he might mean in the literal sense. As she remained in the squatting position, watermelon threatening to squash beneath her knees, she felt his pat. Once. Twice. As soothing as always for a creature like him. “I wished upon you little bird. You cannot run from me.” His words were a promise, a seal that bounded them together. Forever. ■■■■■■■ !!!This book will contain some dark smut chapters but a series of warnings will be issued beforehand. So…you will be fine ^.^

Seven gems hold a Devil's soul, lost to time… until two ordinary boys find two of them. What begins as a simple discovery could awaken a war older than history itself.

Aria Monroe married the city's coldest billionaire CEO to save her family, only to be betrayed by both him and them. Pregnant and discarded, she vanished without a trace. Three years later, she returns not as the broken woman they once mocked, but as the CEO of a rising empire. Her greatest secret? The child who carries the bloodline of the man who destroyed her. Now, the ruthless CEO who once rejected her is on his knees, begging for forgiveness. But forgiveness won't come easy. Rivals lurk, family betrays again, and temptation burns hotter than ever. This time, she's no pawn. She's the queen. And she'll decide who wins her heart if anyone at all. But when her son looks up at Damien Blackwood with those same ice-blue eyes and whispers "Daddy," will the walls she's built around her heart finally crumble or will the ghosts of their past destroy them all?

Kisha Aldens is a normal office worker with average earnings, not until she suddenly sees a system countdown in front of her. Her mind suddenly received a prompt warning about the apocalypse and urged her to integrate with the system to assist her with her survival. "Have I overworked myself again?" She thought while pinching the bridge of her nose. She blinked a few more times but the system interface is still there. Little did she know that this system would be her last lifeline in the upcoming apocalypse where human morals would be the lowest, trust is only a word and betrayal could happen in the blink of an eye. A naive person like her had to learn her lesson the hard way on how to survive and navigate in the zombie-infested world. And the worst part, she had to die 99 times to harden her heart and learn how to read the human heart. How will her 100th time be different from the previous lives, will she survive this time? And will survival be her only problem in the heart of the Apocalypse? No, there was a deeper scheme in play which she has to uncover moving forward.

I wanted to be seen and heard and loved but I guess that will never happen. I am 19 years old living with my father and step mother always dreaming of the day my Prince Charming will come and save me from the tortures of my house hold. Nobody knows why I’m like this, why I always stick to my self. I feel dirty just thinking of it and hate my self for it. I will keep my mouth shut and live like I have always but he. The ways he looks at me make me what to destroy all the vows I made to my self. Cayden Black the schools heartthrob and his friends they call them selves the holy trinity but far from it Want to continue dive,into this new book

In a seemingly idyllic marriage, Gloria believed that she had built a life with her childhood sweetheart, Simon, the leader of the Willow clan. However, when the clan faced a critical financial crisis, Simon was forced to negotiate with Xander, a rival clan leader. To Gloria's horror, Xander's terms included her as a bargaining chip, igniting fears of his ulterior motives. Determined to protect her clan's reputation, Gloria made a heart-wrenching decision to divorce Simon, believing it's the only way to safeguard her family's legacy as well as the clan’s reputation. After joining Xander's clan, she uncovered the shocking truth: Simon's betrayal ran deeper than she ever imagined, revealing a manipulative side she never knew existed. As Gloria grappled with the pain of betrayal and the weight of her choices, she vowed to reclaim her life and sought vengeance against those who wronged her. Amidst that tumultuous journey of self-discovery and revenge, she yearned for genuine love. However, will she be able to open her heart again after enduring such profound betrayal? In a world filled with deceit and ambition, Gloria must navigate her new reality and find out if true love is still within reach.

Tonight, Cecilia’s heart was ripped from her chest to break her bond with Arzhen. The Weretiger King’s son, the man she had been bonded to for seven years, had mercilessly taken her life. Who could blame him, really? Cecilia was just a fake Saintess, after all. When the real love of his life, the true Saintess Ruby Vaiva, emerged to reclaim her legitimate title, it was all over for Cecilia. Cast away by the very people she had saved through sheer will and intellect, all in favor of a divine cheat, she knew no one was coming to save her. But as her eyes grew heavy and the world began to fade, a notification suddenly popped into her mind. DING! [Capturable Love Interest detected! Would you like to roll for Five Star Love Interest, Oathran Alicei? You have 10 free rolls!] [Yes/No] Ah. So there was a man dying nearby, too… Wait... Oathran Alicei? The Dragon Lord?! [Warning! Five Stars Love Interest Exclusive Banner is about to expire! Roll?] [Yes/No] Alright, alright! Roll! *** [Let’s start! This is the Beast Gacha System, where you can get countless rewards and bond with any beast, as many as you like!] *** The Dragon Lord she swore to kill: “It wasn’t a prophecy, it was an oath. Your oath. To me.” He wanted to die by her hands. He must. “It was about dying at the hands of the one person I respected. The one person who promised to take the burden from me. You.” “And if I say you are a saintess, then you are.” *** The Alpha Werewolf, her uncle-in-law: “You think there’s a measurement for sin?” “If we are going to get you with child, it will be done properly. Ideally, in front of that precious nephew of mine. Let him have a front-row seat to his legacy being… superseded.” “God forbid a man finds creative motivation.” *** The Werelion Pride King who 'hated' her: “So what if it’s wrong? Be wrong, and live.” “Let me tell you one thing, Cecilia. If you die, even if it was the right thing to be… it’s still wrong.” “If you die, the world will be wrong.” “And a wrong world must perish.” *** [17+ NSFW, Reverse Harem, BeastsXHuman, Revenge, System, Dragon, Werelion, Werewolf, 3 Male Leads] Existing smut chapters: Ch. 16, 26, 51, 52, 68, 69, 70, 72, 81, 82, 83, 104, 105, 106, 117, 118, 119, 121, 138, 139, 140, 184, 185, 187 & 220 (for now)

Reborn as Aegon Targaryen, the doomed son who would one day be called usurper, he swore to change his fate. In a court of dragons and daggers, where love turns to war and blood burns hotter than fire, Aegon must decide: will he follow the path of ruin... or forge a new age for House Targaryen? Disclaimer- All characters and lore belong to George R. R. Martin. I’m just the translator swinging my word-sword so English readers can enjoy the slaughter without the grammar crimes.

"Why Read 'The Borrowed Dawn : I Transmigrated as the Ultimate Simp'?" [Quick transmigration + weak to strong female lead + twelve hour tether + satisfying story + system] I created this story to subvert the 'Easy Isekai' trope. What if your greatest enemy wasn't the villain outside, but the original soul still living inside your body? If you love complex siblings, cold CEOs, and a ticking-clock mystery, you’re in the right place. "Host!" The first thing that returned was the smell—not the dust of her cramped apartment, but the sharp, sterile sting of antiseptic. Then came the light, a clinical white that burned through her eyelids until she was forced to face a world that wasn't hers. "Host, welcome to your mission." The voice didn't come from the room. It echoed from the hollows of her own skull, cold and synthesized. Hours ago, Emii had been a girl in a cluttered room, tossing a web novel aside in a fit of rage. She had cursed the heroine for her weakness, for letting "fake love" dismantle her life. She had demanded a better ending. In the world of stories, words are invitations; the universe had simply answered. She stood now in a majestic mansion of glass and gold, where chandeliers dripped like frozen diamonds and the silence was heavy enough to bruise. The System was her new god. It gave her rules. It gave her countdowns. It demanded she heal broken souls and unmask killers before the tenth night fell. But the System was a cruel architect. It had neglected to mention the Tether. Every twelve hours, the clock would strike a silent chord, and the silk sheets would begin to dissolve. The grand ballroom would blur into the stained blades of her ceiling fan; the smell of expensive lilies would rot into the scent of old cotton and stale air. Emii was a dying candle flickering between two rooms. The missions were a nightmare of timing. How could she secure a confession when she vanished mid-sentence? How could she shield a family from an assassin's blade when she was forced to leave them vulnerable for half the day? Back in her "real" world, she lived in a state of agonizing paralysis. She would lie on her worn mattress, eyes locked on her watch, counting the seconds while the novel's enemies moved against those she loved in the other life. But the disjointed reality wasn't the hardest part. It was the ache. It was the quiet, steady loyalty in Dravin's gaze and the warmth of a brother's hand on her shoulder—ghostly comforts that felt more real than the floor beneath her feet in the city. In one world, she was Emii, the invisible girl in a messy room. In this one, she was a protector. A daughter. A target. She was a temporary guest, a thief of time meant to finish the job and disappear. But as the days bled into one another, she realized she wasn't just fighting for survival. She was fighting for the girl who had owned this life before her—the one who never got the chance to be free. As the dawn of the final day broke across the horizon, painting the mansion in hues of bruised purple and gold, Emii understood the cost of her mission. Even borrowed lives can rewrite the stars. Even a ghost can leave a permanent scar on the world. You don't have to belong to a world to save it. Sometimes, it is enough to love it—even if you only have twelve hours left to stay. #Evin

"Power is not a measure of energy. It is a measure of how much of the universe you are dragging behind you." Eila was the Kingdom’s greatest weapon, a fifteen-year-old "Hero" who bled to keep the Abyssal hordes at bay. But the Kingdom of Aethelgard is ruled by paranoia, and the High Pope believes a broken Hero is easier to control. To "tether" him to their will, they execute his sister, Emilia, in the central plaza. It was a fatal miscalculation. Emilia wasn’t just Eila’s sister; she was the world’s only anchor to reality. With her gone, Eila’s grief has reached an infinite density, triggering the Chronos-Link and a Paradox Debt the universe cannot afford to pay. The Hero is dead, and the Void God of Timeline Zero has arrived to collect.