betrayal

Life is dark and meaningless. That was what it had taught every single day I'd been cursed to live it. And now, finally, it was coming to an end. My arm ached where the needle pierced the vein. Already, my fingers were numb, spots spinning in front of my eyes. 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

The Untainted Synopsis What happens when beauty refuses to be distracted? Rihannat was born into a poor home — not poor in love, not poor in values — but poor in material things. She is the only child of her parents, raised in a small but peaceful household where faith is stronger than fortune and character is worth more than gold. From childhood, her parents planted two things deep inside her heart: fear of Allah and self-respect. And she grew… beautifully. Not just in face — but in mind, in discipline, in grace. Rihannat is blessed with striking beauty that turns heads without her trying. But beyond her beauty lies intelligence sharp enough to silence rooms, morals firm enough to resist pressure, and faith strong enough to withstand temptation. She carries herself with quiet dignity, never loud, never desperate for attention. As the saying goes, a blossomed flower will always attract butterflies. And butterflies come. Suitors from wealthy homes. Sons of businessmen. Men who promise comfort, luxury, and a life free from struggle. Some come sincerely. Others come because they see her beauty as something to possess. But Rihannat has a different mindset. She believes beauty alone is not an achievement. She believes that when beauty fades — and it always does — what remains must be substance. Skill. Impact. Legacy. “Beauty without accomplishment,” she often tells herself, “is a decorated emptiness.” So she rejects them. Not because she is proud. Not because she is heartless. But because she refuses to exchange her future for temporary comfort. She hardens her heart against distraction. Against emotional manipulation. Against the whispers of Shaytan and the glitter of the world. While others chase relationships, she chases purpose. Her dream? To rise. To break the chain of poverty in her family. To become a successful, respected career woman. To give her parents a life where they never have to worry about bills again. But the journey to the top is never smooth. Along the way, she faces betrayal — from people she once called friends. Jealousy grows in silent corners. Smiles hide competition. Support turns into silent rivalry. And then… there is him. The one who loves her quietly. The one who watches her strength and admires it from a distance. The one who helps her in secret — stretching her wings without taking credit. Supporting her dreams without demanding attention. Protecting her name without announcing his loyalty. He hides behind friendship. Because he is afraid. Afraid that if he speaks too soon, she will reject him like the others. Afraid that his heart will not survive the blow. Afraid of losing even the small space he occupies in her life. So he waits. He waits while she builds. He waits while she fights. He waits while she conquers. And in his quiet waiting, he becomes the wind beneath her wings — unseen, but essential. Will Rihannat ever discover the silent love beside her? Will she allow herself to feel — after building walls so high? Will success change her? Will betrayal break her? Or will faith carry her through it all? The Untainted is not just a love story. It is a journey of ambition, faith, discipline, heartbreak, growth, jealousy, sacrifice, and pure love that asks for nothing in return. This story will make you smile. It will frustrate you. It will make you angry at injustice. It will make you emotional. And it will remind you that sometimes, the purest love is the one that waits without pressure. So… Let’s begin this journey together. New episodes drop every day at 7:30 PM. Are you ready? Say yes if you are. And please — respect creativity. Do not plagiarize this book. — Olukoya Zainab Follow on Facebook: Queen Zainab Stories.

Synopsis – Fated Moon In an age where power dictated destiny and kings believed the world bent to their will, one woman stood as an exception. A queen of unmatched beauty and formidable intellect, her presence alone silenced courts and stirred nations. Desired by emperors, warlords, and rulers who were never denied, she defied them all—choosing not the most powerful, but the one her heart recognized: King Toran Volkov of Highcrest. That choice became a spark in a world built on pride and hierarchy. Her rejection of men who commanded empires ignited a quiet but dangerous storm—one fueled by wounded egos, envy, and a thirst for dominance. Years later, that storm broke. Betrayal rose from within, alliances formed in shadows, and a ruthless rebellion swept through Highcrest. The royal family was marked for extinction. The king and queen fell. But their legacy did not. In her final act of defiance against fate, the queen ensured her children would live. Her infant daughter, Roseline, only four months old, was sent away under the cover of chaos—left at the borders of Armathia, a kingdom once bound to them by trust. Her son, Louis, was taken far from the palace by loyal guards, armed not with comfort, but with truth: the names of traitors, the kingdoms that conspired, and the burden of reclaiming what was stolen. Fate, however, had not finished its design. In Armathia, the grieving queen—too late to save her fallen allies—stumbled upon a cruel twist of chance: in order to redeem herself of guilt and inability to save her friend, she took the child, not knowing the child is her friend's child. To her, she's just a helpless baby abandoned to die, her identity marked only by a name—Roseline on her neck. Moved by instinct and sorrow, she took the child into the palace, raising her as her own alongside her son, Prince Kingston. Years passed, and Roseline grew into a woman who mirrored the very queen the world once revered—graceful, enigmatic, and impossibly captivating. Veiled from the world, her beauty became legend rather than sight. But destiny stirred once more when Kingston, now a young man, found his heart drawn to the girl he had once called sister. Yet beyond palace walls, another story unfolded. Louis did not grow in peace—he was forged in loss, hardened by exile, and driven by a singular purpose: vengeance and restoration. Unlike his father, he would not fall to betrayal. Unlike his mother, he would not underestimate the cruelty of power. When he finally emerged, he did so not as a prince seeking a throne—but as a force that would seize it. And he did—ruthlessly. With calculated precision and overwhelming strength, Louis dismantled the very system that destroyed his family, reclaiming Highcrest in a storm of blood and reckoning. But victory brought no peace—only a deeper longing. His sister, the last piece of his family, was still lost to him. For years, he searched relentlessly across kingdoms and borders, chasing whispers, rumors, and fading traces—yet she remained beyond his reach. Until fate intervened once more. An invitation arrived. A royal union in Armathia—the marriage of Crown Prince Alexander. What should have been a distant political formality became something far more significant. There was something about it—something that stirred instinct, memory… certainty. A bride hidden behind elegance and mystery. A presence the world spoke of in hushed admiration. And Louis knew. The sister he had searched for all those years… was waiting at the end of that invitation. But the past was repeating itself. The same forces of power and entitlement that once destroyed his parents now circled once again—this time around Roseline. Powerful men, blinded by desire and control, sought to claim her, to bend her fate as they had tried before. But this time… history would not repeat itself. Standing between Roseline and the fate that destroyed their parents, Louis became her shield—unyielding, relentless, and feared.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

Ye Anran's boyfriend cheated on her with a shameless woman. He even publicly humiliated her. Afterward, she decided to go wild and marry her ex-boyfriend's younger uncle. From then on, her ex-boyfriend and his new girlfriend would have to respectfully address her as "aunt" whenever they saw her! "Mrs. Bo, what do you like about Young Master Bo?" "He's handsome and powerful!" "Mrs. Bo, what don't you like about Young Master Bo?" "He's too handsome and too powerful!" "Young Master Bo, what do you like about Mrs. Bo?" "She says I'm handsome and powerful!" Bo Jinyu discovered that since he met Ye Anran, he had inadvertently developed the habit of doting on his wife without any limits.

The Heaven and Earth Origin Fire has nine forms: Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Cyan, Blue, Purple, Black, and White. The Purple Flame grants godhood, the Black Flame destroys the world, and the White Flame creates life. In his first life, Yang Xiao was an Innate Fire God who achieved godhood via the Purple Flame and stood at the Peak of the Gods. However, because his physical body was formed from stubborn stone, he was unable to advance further to become a Dominator, and with no alternative, he slayed himself and was reborn into the Human Race. In his second life, as a Venerable of the Human Race with an Innate Daoist Body, he was plotted against. In the end, although he gathered all the Spirit Medicines under heaven to Great Success, became the Human Race Medicine Ancestor, and refined an Unparalleled Divine Pill, he could not escape the fate of detonating his Divine Format. Now, a million years later, his former friends, master, and Dao companion are all missing, yet in a small, mortal land, the strong one has returned! "In this life, I am determined to step into the Realm of Dominator. Those who plotted against me, betrayed me, and toyed with me, shall all die!"

When Uchiha Itachi stepped onto the battlefield for the first time Seeing the mountain of corpses results of the horrifying war and the fragility of human life — his Sharingan awakened. Then Asuka stepped onto the battlefield for the first time and Seeing the exact same scene, he just… went numb. Uchiha Itachi, watching comrades fall, questioned existence, destiny, peace and war — every deep concept known to mankind. Asuka, watching his comrades fall, questioned one thing: “Should I defect now… or after lunch?” Uchiha Itachi, witnessing deaths up close, awakened further, his power surging, his resolve crystallizing. Asuka, witnessing death up close, awakened nothing except the realization: “…Yeah, I definitely messed up choosing this career.” Back in Konoha, Asuka stared at his forehead protector, wondering — Horizontal ? Or Vertical? Which way looks more tragic? But before he could decide, he put his kunai away, slung his bag down, and turned around. The Fourth Hokage was hosting a feast. Defection could wait. A free meal couldn’t. ** Naruto belongs to Mashashi Kishimoto. This is a fantranslation. All rights to the respective contents belong to the original authors. [Konoha: Prepare to defect, the system is coming - Tuo Xie Tang Ge Yan] ** For Advance chapters P*treon.com/The_WritingSystem

Audrey had the face of the crown princess, and she was determined to be one. It was easy, as no one could challenge her in the crown princess selection. But, all her dreams came clashing when the rejected prince claimed her as his. Her throat hitched as the stranger walked towards her. Her gaze moved slowly to take in his outfit; it couldn’t be what she imagined. He couldn’t be royal. He was just a commoner she had met at the palace a day before. She shook her head slowly. The stranger wore a smirk on his lips, glad to have caught her unaware. She stood still confused by what was happening, and finding it hard to believe the truth. He stopped in front of her, while she cocked her head ready to question his sanity for disrupting a wedding when she felt his lips on hers.

In the 56th year of Konoha, the Akatsuki organization gained two new members, one named Uchiha Itachi, and the other, Uehara Naraku. He is an award-winning actor. He is a cheater.

Ye Qiu is a prodigy in the world of racing. Just as he’s about to claim his second championship, his car spins out of control, shattering everyone’s expectations. But no one knows the truth — the real culprit isn’t Ye, but the Car God System that’s fusing with him at that very moment. "No choice?" "You didn't merge with me sooner or later, but chose to during my final race. Wasn't it on purpose?" "Ahem, I really couldn't help it at the time,"

Having traveled to the Otherworld game for ten years, Li Ang, without any cheats or a wise mentor, fought his way to become the core support of the world's strongest Adventurer's Guild as an ordinary person, earning outstanding merit and being considered the cornerstone of the guild. However, after the team introduced a brand-new merit algorithm, he was defined as consuming resources without contributing and was directly 'optimized'. Ten years of effort went down the drain, and it was only then that the game system appeared in front of him. He decided to reorganize a highly professional and efficient Adventurer's Guild to return to the peak. "Yes, you're a founding member, but if veterans loaf off openly, how can we lead the group?" "The recent key tactics all revolve around my Support Magic—" "Yeah, which made everyone exhausted to death," a member interrupted Li Ang's words.

Luo Qiu became the boss of a ‘club’ by chance. It was a weird club that sold strange items, assisted by a servant girl with 300 years of work experience. Countless people with dreams, hopes and ambitions came to the club, exchanging everything precious they owned just to fulfill their desires. They would offer their lifespan, items, and even their soul. Each successful trade would increase Luo Qiu’s lifespan by a little. “Tribute successful, your lifespan has increased by 99 years.” Thus, Luo Qiu began his endless life as the club’s boss.

After death, Gu Jin realized the child, whom she had fed only once in the past, was the only person who gave her proper burial and avenged her by any means. Once she’s reborn, she found him when he was being bullied. And despite objections, Gu Jin took this malnourished child under her care with help from the dimension in her possession. However, never did she expect she would lead him astray... Many years later, Gu Jin can’t help gritting her teeth as she is watching the elegant and handsome man on TV. He has grown up to be a successful and powerful businessman who is outwardly kind but inwardly ruthless. Most unexpectedly, he has turned into a man who is domineering and protective of her.

On the day she went to get her marriage certificate, she got dumped! Her love rival pompously gloated about their live with lewd photos. In a fit of anger, she dragged an unmarried middle-aged man into the civil affairs bureau. “Mister, they said I have a flat chest?” “It’s alright as long as I like it.” “...” “Mister, they all said you like fair-skinned curvy and long-legged beautiful women?” “I like flat-chested short-legged women.” “...” He was Jin City’s ruthless and resolute business tycoon. He was cold-blooded and emotionless, yet he doted on his coquettish wife that was ten years his junior! People asked, what is your secret method to doting on your wife?” “Lover her, love her, passionately love her!” “...”

Just because she glanced at him once more in the crowd, she inexplicably "seduced" Capital's young Mr. Peary. So— "Uncle, I'm stuck at the police station." Soon, a large group of black-clad, gun-holding people stormed into the police station, nearly blowing it sky-high. "Uncle, someone says she is your wife and told me to take good care of her." In an instant, the woman disappeared, and a certain man physically demonstrated to her that he only has one wife. In public, he is the cold and ruthless CEO of MC. In private, he is a rogue husband who tries every means to coax her into bed. One day, a certain woman couldn't stand it any longer, clutching her waist and sobbing, "You're sleeping in the study tonight." The man hooked his lips, "You seduced me first, you proposed to me, you wanted to have a child..."

Scarlett Glenn was a woman so captivating that she could change the lives of anyone she crossed paths with. Shunned, shamed, and abused by her family, they wanted nothing more than to see her turn up dead. She had other plans though — she was determined to exact revenge on all who have wronged her, and her main target was her own blood. The first step in her quest for revenge? Seducing Ethan Herd — the richest, handsomest man in Loch City, who also happened to be her aunt's fiancé. Vengeance aside, she also seeks a change of fortune by pursuing a career in acting. Throughout Scarlett Glenn's journey, there will be murders and mayhem aplenty as she paves her way to movie stardom while eliminating her enemies one after the other! Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. ＊ Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. ＊ Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.

She inadvertently became the focus of a high-powered magnate from the Gu Corporation, earning the title of his exclusive darling. When word reached him that someone had invited his beloved to watch a movie, his immediate command was to purchase every cinema in the city and close them for "urgent maintenance"—effectively ensuring no one else could court his lady in such a manner. Upon hearing that a love letter had been sent to his young mistress, he demanded, "Bring it to me at once!" Struggling with the idea of writing a love letter himself, he was eager to find inspiration, ready to emulate any expression that captured the essence of his feelings. Her tranquil life was abruptly disrupted by his domineering ways, stirring up waves of drama. In his eyes, which regarded everything else as insignificant, only she had a place. He was resolved to devote himself to her completely. When a stubborn young lady meets a persistent big-shot determined to repay a perceived debt of gratitude, where will her heart ultimately lead her?

She was the most dazzling heiress of A City's elite, but a sudden turn of events had left her with no choice but to "seek refuge" with that man who was significantly older than she—

She provoked the most powerful and overbearing man in the city, and only the next day did she realize he was her immediate boss. She thought he was just a passerby in her life, but to her surprise, he became addicted to toying with her and had the audacity to show up at her door. "Wife, you have to take responsibility for me! I have your child!!" "Gong Beiming, can you have some shame?" The CEO actually pulled a little pink dumpling from behind his back and announced quite seriously, "This is indeed your own flesh and blood, you can't deny it!" "Mommy, I found you, yay!" The little pink dumpling flung herself at her, hugging her legs and acting cute and coquettish. Chi Xiaoyu was utterly confused. She had never been married, so how could she have a child? What was even more fatal was that this kid really did look exactly like her…