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Some memories don’t leave us. They just sit quietly in one corner of the heart, waiting- for a smell, a voice, a place- to wake them up again. The Scent of Our Yesterday started as a simple village-to-city love story: two kids, a childhood bond, a breakup of distance, a reunion in a busy modern world. As I kept writing, Ha-rin and Jae-hyun refused to stay “simple”. Their love kept circling back like time itself… so the story also grew into something bigger. This series is about: childhood innocence in a small village, college fights and ego, corporate politics and pressure, misunderstandings, second chances, and one love that keeps coming back, even when time, destiny, and people try to break it. Later, you’ll also see a touch of mystery and time—loops, echoes, fragments of “what if we had chosen differently?”. But at its heart, it is still the same: one boy, one girl, one long journey of growing up, getting hurt, healing, and finding their way back to each other without losing themselves. I wanted the story to feel close to us- emotional, little funny, a bit dramatic, but always honest. If while reading, you remember your first crush, your campus days, your family, your old village, or that one person who still feels like “home” somewhere in your heart- that is enough for me. Thank you for staying with Ha-rin and Jae-hyun… through their yesterdays, echoes, and tomorrows. -- qwrhsth4

Julia Hale is a beastwoman of unsettling beauty, an emergency room nurse in a large, unforgiving city, and the mother of young twins still too innocent to grasp the cost of silence. Behind her clinical composure and carefully ordered routine, Julia carries the scars of years of domestic violence, relentless humiliation, and a past that has never truly loosened its grip. Separated from Theo Desmond, her charismatic and predatory ex-husband, Julia struggles to build a stable life. She works. She raises her children. She manages her body, her desire, her exhaustion. On the surface, she is moving forward. In reality, she is still surviving. Her trauma does not erupt in screams but in interrupted gestures, intrusive memories, conflicted desire. She is in love with a woman—Stella Vance—a one-sided, silent love never spoken aloud. This attachment becomes a mirror, reflecting both what Julia longs for and what she still cannot claim. Under the Skin of a Beastwoman is neither a revenge story nor a tale of miraculous healing. It is a fragmented, intimate chronicle of a woman learning—slowly, imperfectly—to detach herself from a life built on fear, while trying to offer her children a future she was never given. An R18 urban narrative, visceral and deeply personal, where the body, desire, and memory become battlegrounds for survival and reclamation.

When twins Yuki and Lil C. accidentally activate their dad’s mysterious device, they fall into a surreal world ruled by talking muffins, floating glasses, and subconscious monsters. Armed with half a pair of magical eyeglasses and zero common sense, they must dive into people’s minds, fix their broken dreams—and survive Maffin, the sassy pastry with cowboy boots and too much attitude. A wild mix of Alice in Wonderland, Inside Out, and Adventure Time — absurd, heartwarming, and hilariously unhinged.

Hope Turner was born out of a powerful love between her parents—and through the ultimate sacrifice of her mother. Her life began with joy, tears, and a name chosen to carry the meaning of everything her family had endured: Hope. Nancy Turner, fragile but determined, gave her last years to loving her daughter with every breath she had left. In those six precious years, she shaped Hope’s heart with kindness, warmth, and quiet courage—lessons that would guide her long after Nancy was gone. After her mother’s passing, Hope’s world changed. Her father, David, shattered by grief yet holding on to the promise he made to his wife, devoted himself to raising their daughter. Together, they navigate a life built from memories, love, and the strength Nancy left behind. As Hope grows, she begins to uncover the truth of her birth, the depth of her mother’s sacrifice, and the heavy silence her father carries. Their journey becomes a story of healing, resilience, and the unbreakable bond between a father and daughter—forged from loss, strengthened by love, and destined to shape the girl Hope will become. How will Hope’s story unfold in the hands of a father doing everything he can to honor the woman he loved—and the daughter she entrusted to him? A tale of love, loss, and destiny begins with the child named Hope.

Mingzhu, a spoiled and naive little girl, somehow got transmigrated into a fictional dynasty—and conveniently ended up married to a Duke! Unlucky Mingzhu was kicked to the curb right after marriage! But no worries! Mingzhu was bound to a system with a mission: to broadcast her life to the fictional dynasty! Cool, right? So Mingzhu dumped her useless husband with a single thought and ran off to the modern world to show everyone how a real rich girl lives! A husband with too many concubines? Kick him away—she’s too pretty to waste her life on him! They uphold “propriety” the most? Then she’ll walk outside in a mini skirt with bare arms just to spite them for all the times she was locked in a tiny room with fake ladies, talking about things she never understood! Most of all, she’ll live how she wants—and shamelessly! After all, she’s the Ming family’s little princess. What wrong could she possibly do? Hehe~ *Warning: This author has limited skills and is quite lazy!

Everly, a connoisseur of orphan-to-riches tropes, always assumed her origin story began with a dramatic abandonment at the orphanage gates. Turns out, her life was even more cliché than her favorite novels! She wasn't merely dumped; she was swapped—a long-lost heiress to a vast fortune. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more tropey, a mysterious System materialized, offering her a chance at a "good ending." The catch? Its "abilities" ranged from the utterly bizarre to the downright mortifying, making Everly question if a happy ending was truly worth the existential cringe. *** System 006: [Host, please choose 1 of these 3 system abilities!] Everly: "They're all weird! Let me just pick random!" System 006: [Hehe... host, I forgot to say that each system will have consequences, so something will happen to you when you use it...] Everly: "!!!" Days later, having been reunited with her biological family and experimenting with the System's... unique function, the consequence were already glaringly apparent. Her beloved brother: "My little sister is precious, but I need therapy to keep up with her alien-like thinking." Handsome man 1: "She's a pervert! I'm scared she'll take my innocence..." Handsome man 2: "Every time she talks, I feel like killing her. Is that normal?"

Let’s be frank: my stepmother is human trash. She has always been, and she’ll always be. That’s just how life is. But I’ve got to admit that she’s outdoing herself today. ‘Cause, darn, she’s just told me, first thing in the goddamn morning, that I’m to be wed in a few hours’ time for the prosperity of the clan. That has the merit to be crystal clear, at least. Alright, sure. Fine. I can live with an arranged marriage. It’s not the worst thing she’s done. What’s not fine, though, is my spouse’s gender, age, and species. I want to make three points clear: 1. I’m not into men. 2. I’m not into older people. 3. I’m not into other species. Guess what? It appears my future partner is everything listed above. Male, old enough to be my ancestor, and a demon! ...Is it too late to run away? Asking for a friend. ______________________________ Doesn’t-give-a-fuck-anymore human x pampering older demon [BL] ______________________________ Free of copyright picture used for the bookcover by Leonhard_Niederwimmer

Mallow lives a quiet life in the forest with her familiar, a gentle grizzly bear named Ursa. Her magic nourishes the land and keeps the forest’s balance until a wounded dragon crashes through her wards, radiating rage and fire. Wren, once hunted and tortured by witches, trusts no one, least of all a witch who dares to offer him kindness.

When Dawn Collins agreed to marry a stranger, it wasn’t for love—it was for survival. All she wanted was to keep her siblings safe, but fate threw her into the arms of Adam Manchester, a man whose heart still belonged to his wife in a coma. But just when Dawn melts the ice around Adam’s heart and finds herself falling for him… his wife wakes up. Now, torn between guilt, love, and betrayal, Dawn must fight not only for her place beside Adam but for the life she’s built—because some hearts refuse to let go, and some wounds refuse to heal.

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

In a world where love transcends mortality, Witnya, a young woman with a mysterious past, finds herself entwined in a centuries-old romance with Azazael, a captivating vampire. Their paths cross at a lavish princess’s birthday party, where they ignite the lost flames of their forbidden passion. Unbeknownst to Witnya, she has lived twice before, her soul bound to Azazael’s across lifetimes. In her first life, she was the twelfth servant of Goddess Nuvolaki, the virgin goddess of fecundity, chastity, and vegetation. As the youngest Nuvolakian virgin priestess, Witnya’s fate was forever altered when she met Azazael in an unusual setting, sparking a passionate and all-consuming love affair. However, their love was forbidden, and Goddess Nuvolaki, enraged by their defiance, punished them severely. Witnya’s soul was cursed to reincarnate twice, only to face eternal death thereafter. Azazael, on the other hand, was doomed to immortality, forced to endure the agony of living forever without ever being truly loved. Their love, however, was short-lived. Azazael’s desire for Witnya to live on led to her pregnancy, and ultimately, her first reincarnation as a farmer’s wife. Though her memories of Azazael were lost, their love remained, rekindling when Azazael arrived at her farm. Tragedy struck once more when her husband discovered their affair, leading to Witnya’s untimely demise. Now, Witnya has reincarnated as a baron’s daughter, her past lives shrouded in mystery. As she meets Azazael once more, the embers of their past love begin to glow anew. Will they be able to overcome the mistakes of their past lives and find happiness together, or will their love be forever doomed?

Before wars, before betrayals, they were children. This is the story of Lytavis and Tyrande - their beginnings, their bond, and the innocence that shaped everything that came after. In the quiet Temple gardens and starlit halls of Suramar, friendship takes root, even as the threads of destiny begin to weave in two brothers named Illidan and Malfurion. What follows is not prophecy, but childhood - fragile, luminous, and impossible to forget.

Estania Laville and Gale Cartania are fated mates that could never be and their plight begins with one; Estania Laville’s engagement and two; the curse that separates them. Waking up in a new body, Estania Laville now known as Marina Chase is reborn as the third princess of Alvonia but when she notices traces of people from her past life, Estania Laville has just one question; “Is Gale Cartania reborn as well?”

"it's my first day here and it turned out to be so hectic. what a pain in the head" William thought. James: look i'm not a playboy or something. i just thought that the girl was single and she was also beautiful. so, i gave it a shot. but it was a mess. ---- James: it's better that you stay away from George. he's an actual playboy. ---- George: i like you. William: well i don't. ---- "a playboy falling in love with a hopeless romantic, tries to change himself for him. will he be accepted by the person he loves? will the hopeless romantic overcome his fear of loving someone with the help of the playboy? hey fight yet they can't stay away." this story will focus on each character's perspective and their pasts to uncover the reason of their present behavior. Enjoy reading!

Aurora Waters was overwhelmed with despair when she faced the truth about her family. She had been born into a family of villains. Even worse, her family had an unhealthy obsession with faking their identities. They took “Fake it till you make it” so seriously that it usually ended with them getting killed! Her oldest brother pretended to be a CEO just to mess with the female lead, but that backfired when the male lead showed up and threw him out. Her second brother? He was an obsessive lover who pretended to be a wealthy second-generation heir—until the real heir ended his life. Her third sister? She faked being an heiress to manipulate the second male lead but ended up being killed by him. Her fourth sister? She faked an illness to attract the third male lead’s attention, only to die from a real one. Her mother? She put on a facade of being a kind and loving mom but ultimately met her end at the hands of the male lead. Her father? He pretended to be a powerful tycoon but lost his job and was drowned by the second male lead. And Aurora? She planned to impersonate the daughter of the richest man alive, but if things went the way they always did in her family, she’d probably meet her end by accidentally falling down the stairs. However, there was one glimmer of hope in this nightmare: she had a 100% rebate system that rewarded her for spending money on her family! [Beep! You bought an eraser worth 1 dollar for your eldest brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] [Beep! You bought a candy worth 1 dollar for your second brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] Aurora’s eyes sparkled as an idea took shape. She began spending on her family like crazy to rake in cash. [Beep! You gave a bun worth 20 dollars to your childhood crush! 100 dollars has been credited to your bank account!] Aurora: …! That’s walking money! What Aurora didn't expect, though, was that she would end up becoming one of the technology big shots herself, in the end.

Sisi’s life becomes a nightmare on her birthday when her adoptive father tries to rape her. After she fights back valiantly, he beats her half to death and throws her into a ramshackle shed to rot. She believes she would die alone, until she discovers a wounded wolf cub hiding in the shadows. Drawing on her experience caring for infants, Sisi nurses the injured cub, only to learn he is no ordinary animal but a young wolf beastman named Jojo. When her father discovers Jojo and captures him, he threatens the cub’s life to force Sisi into his bed. Cornered and desperate, Sisi’s dormant faerie powers erupt. On that fateful night, she escapes with Jojo into the depths of the forest, vanishing where no one should be able to follow. Lost and hunted, the human girl and the little wolf beastman cling to each other for survival, until Jojo’s father, an Alpha wolf who had been crowned the new Beast King, finds them. Without warning, he seizes Sisi and declares: “My son has imprinted on you as his mother. You must take responsibility.” “H-How do I take responsibility?” Sisi whispers, terrified of being separated from Jojo. The Beast King pulls her close, his voice low and solemn. “Come with me. I will make you my official mate.” * PS: This story is about found family and motherhood, as well as a true love between a lone wolf and a faerie. Tags: Beastman, werewolf, faerie, slow burn romance, no rape, babyraising, possessive ML.

“Please, let me touch you,” his voice breaks, pleading. I laugh, overwhelmed by the irony of the situation. Because the very man who persecuted me so much is now the one reduced to nothing before me. His hair is a mess, eyes baggy with dark circles that note the sleepless nights. Those eyes once only reflected hatred for me, but now they’re begging desperately. “Why won’t you just let me come to you? Why does that bastard have to be near you all he wants but I’m not given any moment to even smell you?!!” His rage is laced with pain, his voice filled with bitterness and evident fear. Fear of losing me. “Why?” I ask. My voice is low, but steady. “Why should I let the man who’s abused me for so long come anywhere near me? Why should I give the man who’s watched his family and everyone humiliate me every moment of my life a chance?” My eyes burn with rage, tears welling up as I think back to the countless torture I had to endure. “Tell me why I should come back to the man who’s questioned my dignity and let another woman take my place!!!” “No, Lei, no,” his voice shakes, quiet as though every word costs him. The sound of his voice is barely audible, like it is drowning in regrets too heavy to undo. He draws near, hands trembling with eyes wide with guilt and regret. “It’s all over now. Sign the divorce papers if you still have a bit of a conscience left inside.” His quivering face turns tight with anger. “Why? So you can run off to those good for nothing goons who leer lustfully at you?!” His voice lowers, but remain steady and stern. “I will never let you go, Lei. Never!” I smile. My defiant eyes alone telling all there is to know. Because for me, there is never going back to him. •••••••• Leiara Rhys, the sole heiress to the Rhys Development, has always faced life head-on with one motto: “If it isn’t death, how bad can it be?” When she’s forced into an arranged marriage with Colson Hayes, heir to a rival company, she braces herself like always, determined to bury the fear, the pain, the grief deep inside. But nothing prepares her for the cold hatred in her husband’s eyes. A hatred rooted in a grudge she doesn’t understand. As Colson quietly vows to ruin her, Leiara becomes a pawn trapped between two powerful families and impossible expectations. Abused and subjected to all sorts of violence by her husband, family and his lover, Leiara’s carefully guarded heart begins to fracture. After all, the human heart isn’t a diamond that cannot break, nor a barrel that cannot overflow. When Leiara discovers that she isn’t the main character in this marriage but merely the mistress, the world she built on pain begins to crack. Forced to coexist with the main character, the true focus of her husband’s affection, she must remain in the background as she always has. But just when she’s ready to stop hoping and let go, something utterly unexpected happens. The very man whose eyes once reflected only her mistakes and imperfections now holds a tenderness and longing she doesn’t know how to trust. A boundless love she cannot seem to fully explore. And for Leiara, the irony of it all is just too cruel, yet too breaking to ignore. But one thing is for sure; she is no longer a puppet to be mistreated as they see fit.

[Female Alpha× Male omega] ................................................. Arthur watched as the gaze of the alpha in front of him not moving the slightest as she then grinned, making him heat up and blush, forcing him to look away from her dangerously beautiful face. And then, she spoke, her eyes obsessively wandering around his lips now, making Arthur feel like he might burn away from just the gaze of those eyes alone. "So," she murmured, "you love me?" "Mm…" Arthur couldn't make himself speak. "I want words, love." She leaned closer, her breath brushing his cheek. "Loud and clear. Just like last night." Arthur felt his face burn as the images of last night flashed across his mind. "Y-yeah…I love you." When Arthur finally confessed, he couldn't help but take a gulp as he stole a glance at her and saw the alpha's eyes gleaming, and the smirk on her lips deepening. "Blushing and looking at me like that…" She exhaled sharply, jaw tightening as she watched Arthur with full of adoration. "I really want to pin you against this damn wall and fuck you till you can't even remember your own name." Arthur knew... She meant it all. And, Arthur was into it...very much. His eyes must have sparkled as she then grinned and whispered in his hot ears again. "You are going to be the death of me Arthur. I swear to God I am going to make you the happiest omega alive." * * * Note: Omegaverse Female Alpha × Male Omega And, yes, that alpha here has a cock. (If you are not a fan of this trope, then please don't move further. I already warned you, so don't complain later. Thank you.) (I don't own the cover art.)

I reincarnated as the aunt of the main villainess in a romantic otome game. Ever since I took on this role, my main goal has been to properly raise my niece so that she would not suffer the fate of her character in the original story. But... why has the world around me become so strange ever since I moved into this game? The love interests of the main heroine, who suddenly started hanging around me, even though they are supposed to be with the heroine! The main heroine, who suddenly said to me: "Aunt Grace is the best!" And finally, my niece, who was the main villain in the game, was definitely the strangest of all. "You promised that you would take care of me, didn't you? So how can you break your word now?" No, damn it, I was only trying to raise my villainess niece properly... so what is wrong with this strange world?!

Fiona thought losing her mother was the worst pain she would ever feel. But six years later, life proved her wrong. Her father’s new wife turned her home into a prison. Beaten, blamed, and silenced, Fiona lived as the unwanted daughter—her voice ignored, her tears unnoticed, her happiness stolen. Every day was a fight to survive under the watchful eyes of a stepmother who seemed to take pleasure in her suffering. One night, after another cruel punishment, Fiona finally breaks. She escapes through her bedroom window with only a small bag, some hidden cash, and a heart full of fear. The streets are harsh and unknown, but fate leads her to a kind elderly woman who offers shelter—and a grandson, Mason, who seems cold and indifferent. Fiona thinks she has found safety… but life has other plans. Soon, another man enters her world. Gentle, patient, and perceptive, he offers her a deal, for her to be his engaged girlfriend to get his wealthy family off his back. For the first time, Fiona experiences kindness, love, and acceptance. But the shadows of her past are never far behind. Will she be able to embrace this new life and the love she deserves, or will her family’s control pull her back? Fiona must fight for herself, for freedom, and for the life she was always meant to live.