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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.

Life takes a devastating turn when Mike unknowingly walks into a con shop, losing all his savings to a ruthless conman. Stripped of hope, he soon learns that powerful mercenaries and fighters have been hired with vast sums to eliminate him-ensuring their criminal empire remains intact. The stakes rise when they discover Mike's father, a wealthy entrepreneur who abandoned him in his youth, is still alive and a target himself. Haunted by the tragic death of his mother - falsely accused of poisoning the orphans she loved; Mike is left to navigate a cold world alone. As dark forces conspire to snuff out his existence and seize his father's fortune, Mike turns his pain into strength, training in martial arts to defend himself against the betrayal and jealousy that lurk around every corner. With his life hanging by a thread, Mike must confront not only the assassins hunting him but also the ghosts of his past. Will he rise from the ashes of his shattered childhood to reclaim his legacy, or will he become another victim in a deadly game of greed? ———————— Prepare for an emotional journey of resilience, vengeance, and the unbreakable spirit of a son determined to fight for his future.

She used to seduce powerful men for money. Politicians. CEOs. Married billionaires who thought they were untouchable. She walked into their lives smiling… and walked out with everything. Then one night, something went wrong. Anita disappeared. New name. New city. New rules. For three years, she stayed invisible. Until a photograph from her past shows up at her door. Now Marcus Devereux, the drug lord who once owned her silence, knows she is alive. And her new boss, Victor Hale, is watching her too closely for it to be innocent. Victor is powerful. Controlled. Dangerously observant. He looks at her like he knows exactly who she used to be. The problem? If Marcus finds her first, she won’t survive. If Victor finds out the truth, she might not want to. And this time, Anita is done running. She is done being used. She is done being owned. But in a world where power is traded through seduction and loyalty is bought in blood… Will she control the game? Or become the prize again?

Centuries ago, a new kind of curse system was created to punish the 5th class god named Jiǎng Língxi—now wearing the skin of a powerful mortal Dàozǔ from the Méi Rén Sect. The curse was named System Tearstone. The curse had no form, only a red gem floating in a dark fog. Then it met a perfectly broken yet unbreakable child named Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to the pure soul’s revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become the 5th god itself. But cool ice always melts, today or tomorrow. The curse system itself is also cursed. So will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence by destroying the curse—or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author’s Note : The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please don’t be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel— even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my tearstones— something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. [ Release time : Friday & Saturday Chapters : Two chapters per day ( for having other issues & more book . might sometime miss if there is any problem) ] [ Paused updates for the next 3 months. not abandoning you all! just forced to stop for exam. Do not hesitate to follow us. we'll be back surely. Just the situation isn't supporting us. I hope you'll understand♡ ]

Sienna Dale was never meant to be a bride. But when her twin sister disappears, Sienna is forced to walk down the aisle in her place. Now, she is trapped in a gilded cage with Adrian Richard a man who married her for revenge, but desires her with a hunger that threatens to consume them both. He thinks he’s finally breaking his wife. He has no idea he’s falling for an imposter. By day, she plays the perfect socialite. By night, she’s a thief in her sister’s bed, falling for the one man she can never truly have. In this house of lies, the truth is a death sentence—and the heat between them is the fuse. He’s obsessed with his wife. But he hasn’t even met her yet.

When Orion, the leader of the Nightshade Pack, finds an injured woman near his territory, he makes an impulsive decision to bring her into his pack for treatment. Doubts linger, as she may be a spy sent by the Enclave, led by the ruthless Luna, Victoria. What was supposed to be a straightforward case of recovery quickly becomes complicated. When Sophia awakens, she is plagued by amnesia, remembering only her name. Orion faces a dilemma: should he send her away or allow her to stay? Ultimately, he decides to keep her until her memories return. As Sophia adjusts to life in the Nightshade Pack, a deep connection forms between her and Orion. They begin to realize they belong together, but what will happen when Sophia’s memories start returning in fragments? Will those memories destroy not only their bond but also the safety of the entire pack? NB: Luna in this novel is a different concept, it doesn't just mean the wife of the Alpha. And also this book is rated 18.

She was promised to the crown prince. Destined to become empress. Yet she lived in fear— fear of the saint who would steal her place. The irony? She was the one declared a saint. Venerated in public. Broken in private. Betrayed by her own blood. Used by the temple. Discarded by the crown. In the end, she chose death. But death was not the end. The true saint offered her a second chance— on one condition: Destroy the empire that had devoured them both. This time, she would not be a saint. She would be the empire’s sacred scourge.

Rhys Zirachi, a ruthless mafia leader, has always believed in control. But when Lia Yadera , a witness to a murder, enters his life, his carefully constructed world begins to unravel. Lia, broken by her past, is a puzzle Rhys is desperate to solve. Her vulnerability draws him in, but her memories pose a threat to his empire. As their connection deepens, so does the danger surrounding them. Rhys, hardened by years of bloodshed, finds himself torn between his desire to protect her and the brutal reality of his world. In a world where loyalty is bought with blood, Rhys and Lia's love becomes a dangerous obsession. Their pasts collide, and their futures intertwine in a web of betrayal, passion, and survival. As Lia's memories resurface, they must face the consequences of their love, and decide whether their bond can withstand the darkness that threatens to consume them both.

Emma believed in forever. When her high school sweetheart Mervin leaves town on a football scholarship, they promise to survive the distance. But secrets from the past begin to surface. Her cousin Trayton hates Mervin for reasons he refuses to explain. Cy, Mervin’s best friend, is hiding feelings he should never have. And somewhere far away, Mervin is receiving threats that may lead back to someone Emma trusts. As the truth slowly unravels, Emma begins to realize that the people closest to her might be the ones keeping the darkest secrets.

In a world of hidden agendas and shadowed powers, Frank Ainsley defies control. Governments, factions, and ancient forces converge, but Frank refuses to be ranked, measured, or manipulated. As political intrigue, secret labs, and global threats collide, the line between survival and destiny blurs. Rank Zero isn’t just a status—it’s a warning, a revolution, and the epic journey that will decide humanity’s fate.

A Love Born in Lies A love born in silence. A past buried in shadows. A heart caught between truth and illusion. --- I don’t remember who I was. Not the girl in the mirror. Not the life I left behind. All I know is this mansion… And him—Professor. My husband. Cold. Untouchable. Mysterious. A man who says I belong to him… Yet looks at me like he’s already lost me. He doesn’t smile. He barely speaks. But the way he watches me— Like he's guarding something he’s terrified to break— it haunts me more than the gaps in my memory. Then come the fragments. A sister’s voice. A forgotten diary. A flower shop. A crash. And the moment I start to remember… everything starts to fall apart. --- What if the man I live with is part of the lie? What if the truth is more dangerous than the illusion I’m living in? What if… the love I’m falling into is the one thing I was meant to escape?

My father sold me to settle a gambling debt. I didn’t know until the man I’d been serving coffee to for two months pulled out my chair at a brunch table in Vail. An engagement clause with my name on it, signed eight weeks ago without my knowledge. My father couldn’t look at me. Cole Ashford couldn’t stop looking. Cole is the CEO of Palisade and leader of the 303. He bought my father’s debt in one night. He told him the clause was worthless before the ink dried—and let him sign it anyway. He knows my lease, my coffee, my life. He broke into my apartment while I was in Vail and left a cup of coffee brewed exactly the way I brew it, still warm when I walked through the door. I hated him. I hated more the way my body wouldn’t agree. His voice landed behind my ribs and spread where it had no business spreading. His gaze dropped to my mouth and I felt it on my skin for hours. The most dangerous man in Denver looked at me like I was the only thing his empire couldn’t buy. I wanted to burn the part of me that responded. I built Treeline from three years of tips and a lease in Union Station. Now I’m discovering the ground beneath it was his before I laid the first brick—engineered by a man who doesn’t take what he wants. He builds a world where what he wants walks in on its own. But every touch he takes gives him nothing. Granite and ice. Every touch I choose to give him changes everything. He thinks he claimed me. He’s wrong. The only version of me worth having walks in on her own. And I haven’t decided yet.

A man walks into the police station and confesses to a murder that hasn’t occurred… yet. When the crimes inevitably come true, the authorities are baffled. Is it luck, coincidence, or something darker?

In the turbulent era of Europa from 1913 to 1920, a devastating world war ignites following the assassination of Great Duke Francis, heir to the Middle Nations of Germano-Hungry—loyal allies of the formidable Great Empire. This spark escalates into a brutal clash, with the Great Empire locked in combat against a coalition of powers: the steadfast Republic of France, the shadowy Transnatia (formerly Romania), the expansive Great United Front of Russia, and the naval-dominant Island Nation of Commonwealth (Britain), as additional nations are pulled into the conflict across the years. "Trenchbound" chronicles the war through shifting perspectives of soldiers on the battlefield, each chapter capturing a unique viewpoint at critical junctures. From the desperate struggles of everyday infantrymen navigating treacherous trenches and mechanized assaults—featuring colossal steam-driven tanks and armored contraptions—to the elite magic divisions, where mages command ethereal flying machines (distinct from conventional aircraft) to soar above the fray. These sorcerers enchant bullets with devastating spells, causing them to explode on impact or unerringly track their targets, turning the odds lethally against ordinary troops and amplifying the chaos of combat. Through these personal narratives, the novel delves into the grim realities of a war where arcane enhancements merge with industrial might, exposing the fragility of life, the bonds of camaraderie, and the shattering consequences of enchanted warfare that reshapes Europa's destiny. This alternate historical epic blends authentic period tensions with limited magical intrigue, painting a vivid portrait of survival amid enchanted peril.

In the Void Period, where it is said that the Shun Empire never existed, A young man named U Mo felt a tight pressure all over his body, a strange energy flowed making his body as light as cotton, makes him able to move more smoothly than normal people, The Beginning of Unions in 9 Provinces, and the Emergence of the Two Children of Heaven: Martial Arts or Government? Both Are Equally Important, and the Struggle for Territory Between Unions

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

Inaya Quiet strength · emotional depth · self-respect “I loved deeply, but I will never beg to be chosen.” “I didn’t lose you — I lost the version of myself that trusted you.” “You both fought for power… and forgot that I was the price.” “I stayed silent not because I was weak, but because I was healing.” “Some wounds don’t bleed. They change who you become.” Zeeshan Calm · sharp · strategic · prideful “I loved you in a way that destroyed me — and I would still do it again.” “You think my silence means I moved on? No. It means I learned control.” “I wasn’t afraid of losing you. I was afraid of becoming nothing without you.” “Betrayal doesn’t end love… it poisons it.” “If loving you was my mistake, then revenge will be my correction.” Zeeshan (Cold Resolve) The man after the break “Feelings make people weak. I chose power.” “You call it betrayal. I call it survival.” “I never promised forever — you imagined it.” “Don’t confuse my silence with guilt.” “I don’t regret my choices. I regret trusting you to understand them.” Inaya to Armaan “You loved me like a storm — beautiful, but destructive.” “Your pain was louder than my heart.” “I needed safety, not intensity.” Inaya to Zeeshan “You were calm, but your coldness taught me loneliness.” “You never hurt me loudly — you hurt me slowly.” “You walked away with dignity and left me with questions.

Erxudel, the youngest Great General in two centuries, has conquered provinces, crushed rebellions, and forged his legend in thirty undefeated campaigns. On the battlefield of Hell’s Basin, however, his legend ends - over and over again.