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Beneath the steel-and-glass skin of the modern city of Veridia lies the Aethel, a dying magic of old pacts and older blood. Elara Vayne is a restorer of broken things antiques, artworks, a life perpetually on the edge of ruin haunted by a psychic resonance she calls the ‘Echo, a torment that lets her feel the ghostly imprints of objects. Her life is a carefully constructed cage of quiet until she inherits a decrepit old house and a strange, tarnished key that weeps dark fluid onto her skin. The key is a summons, and it awakens something that has been hunting for her. Kaelan is a Wraith, the most feared enforcer of the hidden supernatural order known as the Conclave. Cursed with a parasitic shadow that demands a feast of pain, he is a weapon of absolute control, his humanity a distant memory. His new assignment is simple: find and eliminate the last Vayne, a bloodline of legendary, monstrous power, before she can unleash the Devouring force they once commanded. When Kaelan corners Elara, the kill-stroke fails. Her touch doesn't just repel him; it brings a silence he has never known, a momentary peace from the entity that gnaws at his soul. For Elara, his presence is a catalyst, igniting the latent power in her blood and revealing the truth: she is a Relic, a human vessel for an ancient, voracious magic that craves the essence of other supernatural beings. Thrown into a reluctant alliance by a common enemy a cabal within the Conclave that seeks to harness Elara’s power for themselves. they descend into the city’s occult underbelly. Here, they uncover the brutal history of the Vayne line, the true nature of Kaelan’s curse, and a terrible prophecy that binds their fates: she is the lock, and he is the key, and their union could either save the world or unmake it. Their romance is a slow, torturous conflagration. It begins in friction and distrust, a battle of wills between Elara’s desperate grasp on her crumbling humanity and Kaelan’s cold, practiced brutality. It deepens into a reluctant alliance forged in shared danger, and then into a devastating emotional dependency. he is her anchor against the devouring hunger inside her, and she is his only respite from eternal torment. The magnetic, forbidden desire between them is a poison they both crave, a fragile light in the overwhelming dark. But trust, in a world built on betrayal, is the most dangerous magic of all. A devastating fracture is inevitable, born of a revealed truth and a necessary, soul-shattering betrayal that will leave them both broken and ignite the supernatural war they sought to prevent. The climax unfolds in the ruins of the Vayne ancestral home, a place where the veil between worlds is thin. As the cabal enacts its ritual to tear the Aethel asunder and the city begins to crumble into chaos, Elara and Kaelan must face the final cost of their love. To win, they must make the ultimate sacrifice, offering up the very thing that saved them each other. The resolution is not a clean victory, but a bittersweet and soul-wrenching reckoning that will leave them forever changed, their love story etched not in a happy ending, but in the permanent, beautiful scars they have left on the world and on each other’s souls.

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.

Opening her eyes, she becomes the eldest daughter of the Great General of Liuyin Kingdom. She is the modern girl that transmigrated into a world that only respects the strong. Bullied by her cousins... Broken engagement... She did not care about all of that. Her motto is inspired by one of her favourite anime, Hyouka: "If I don't have to do it, I won't. If I have to do it, I'll make it quick." "You already come into this Lord's hug. Don't you dare to run?" A Lord threatens her. "Do you think I'm scared of you? You can keep dreaming." She spoke back. She just wants to have a peaceful life, however, can she has it? Author Note: - The cover image for this novel credit goes to its creator. I just only edit it -Please check my other novel as well: Reborn: Space Intelligent Woman

Families are strange things. Mine even more so. We bruise each other with words we don’t mean, laugh like nothing happened, and cling to the idea that we’re fine. To outsiders, we look flawless, warm, united, enviably close. But underneath that polished surface lie fractures we don’t touch, stories we never finish, and wounds that never fully healed. And yet… there are moments. Soft, fleeting moments that make you pause a hand on your shoulder, a shared memory, a smile from someone you thought had stopped seeing you. Moments that remind you that love lives here too, even if it’s messy, even if it hurts. I’m Isel, twenty-three, drifting through life with more questions than answers. I’m trying to understand the people who raised me, the people who broke me, and the people I still can’t stop loving. But this isn’t only my story. It belongs to all of us, to the cousins who grew up like siblings, to the adults trapped in their old regrets, and to the ones who walked into our lives and quietly changed everything. This isn’t a fairytale. It’s a tapestry of imperfect people, held together by memory, silence, and a hundred paper wings still learning how to lift.

“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. “Well then, get ready to live double the misery you put me through.” •••••••• 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.

Sienna, a 40-year-old assistant manager at an IT company, feels trapped in a monotonous life, for the luxurious lifestyle she craves. Without wealthy parents or a mysterious inheritance from her grandfather, she has had to work tirelessly to fulfill her dreams of wine in the weekend, fishing on the yatch on summer, skiing by winter, and touring a vineyard in fall. Her relentless focus on her career has come at the expense of her relationships, with most of her past girlfriends either cheating on her or leaving due to her constant neglect. Sienna's go-to response when relationships end is, "What else do they need?" - she simply doesn't understand why her past partners couldn't be satisfied with her providing for their material needs. Seeking an escape, Sienna immerses herself in a video game called 'Vintage Point', where the protagonist, male/female, inherits their grandfather's vineyard and creamery. Through the use of cheating codes she got from the game community, Sienna amasses unlimited wealth and the ability to have multiple wives in the game - living out her dream life virtually. "Oh lord, rich, vineyard, and wives. My dream life." One night, after a few too many glasses of wine, Sienna passes out in front of her computer. When she wakes up, Sienna finds herself in a large, medieval-style house, surrounded by four distressed women who seem to blame her for their current life. Disoriented and unsure of what is happening, "What is happening?" This unexpected turn of events propels Sienna into a surreal situation, where the line between her virtual dream life and reality becomes blurred.

For as long as Alessandra Knight can remember, silence has been her only refuge. Her mother's rage and her stepfather's cruelty taught her that words were dangerous, so she stopped using them. When a car accident takes their lives, Alessandra is sent to live with the father she's never met and the five older brothers she never knew existed. Strangers bound by blood but divided by pain, they offer her safety, laughter, and a kind of love she can't yet trust. Haunted by her past and burdened by secrets, Alessandra must decide whether to remain in the comfort of silence or fight to reclaim her voice and the life that was stolen from her.

“I’m done.” With those two words, top-tier Alpha Emma ended her three-year relationship with Omega perfumer Gu Liang—coldly, decisively, even after marking him during her heat. But the man she abandoned wasn’t a fragile lamb. Beneath Gu Liang’s quiet demeanor slept a lion. He built First Heart Capital from the ground up, and with ruthless precision, brought Emma and her family’s empire to its knees. To survive, Emma was forced to sign a marriage contract with the very man she once discarded. Their union wasn’t built on love—it was a battlefield. As they navigate early labor scares, business storms, and the chaos of daily life, Emma begins to see the depth of Gu Liang’s pain—and the strength he’s always carried. And Gu Liang, in turn, finds himself thawing in the face of Emma’s clumsy but sincere attempts to make amends. When hatred fades and love rekindles, they rebuild a home from the ashes. But just as peace settles in, Emma’s love reaches its most painful, most profound peak—when she learns the truth about Gu Liang’s lonely childhood. So she makes a choice: To travel back in time. Not to change their fate, but to be there for the boy she could never reach.

Dove Sterling, a twenty-two-year-old CEO of one of the country's biggest beauty companies, is also the devoted mother of an adorable three-year-old boy. Four years ago, under the influence of a drug slipped to her by a so-called "friend," she unknowingly spent the night with a complete stranger—someone she couldn’t even remember afterward. Determined to move on, Dove’s world comes crashing down when she discovers she’s pregnant. As if that weren’t enough, she’s constantly surrounded by people waiting to see her fall. But Dove? She refuses to give them that satisfaction. She rises, stronger each time. Dante Lancaster, the owner of the world’s largest security firm and heir to one of the richest families, has never forgotten the mysterious woman from that unforgettable night. Her face is etched into his memory. His obsession with finding her only deepens when he discovers she is none other than the granddaughter of the man who once saved his life—a man Dante deeply respects. And then he learns the impossible—she's pregnant with his child. From that moment on, Dante vows to make her his. But life has its own plans. Dove disappears abroad, giving birth to their son while Dante battles his own demons, never taking his eyes off her from afar. Three years later, fate intervenes. Now responsible for Dove and her son's protection, Dante sees this as his second chance. But winning her heart—and dealing with a little boy fiercely protective of his mother—proves more difficult than he imagined. Dante’s biggest obstacle? His own son giving him constant headaches! ---

I died a heroic, powerful, male Archmage… so why did I wake up as a sixteen-year-old girl?! Theo’s last memory is of a glorious, failed last stand. His next is a beeping hospital machine—and a terrifyingly handsome guy he’s pretty sure is a demon calling him “princess.” Now, he’s Thea Montrose, youngest daughter of a powerful family in a world run on magi-tech and corporate espionage. Between navigating floating cars, enduring his new mom’s hugs, and figuring out the horrifyingly complex mechanics of using the bathroom, Theo has his hands full. But his new family is hiding secrets, and their rivals play for keeps. Good thing this spoiled heiress’s body now holds the soul of an ancient wizard. They wanted the real Thea back? They’re about to get way more than they bargained for. He failed to save his old world from an apocalypse—now he just might save this one (and finally figure out how this bra works).

Eva Monroe always believed her life would be simple and fun- a quiet existence filled with painting, her father and friend present and going fine. But fate never asked what she wanted, It simply tore everything away and presented one impossible choice when her father fell drastically ill and she lost her friend. She was left with no other option but to accept a contract marriage in exchange for her fathers life who at present is the only family she got. But from the moment she steps into his world, Eva realizes she has married not just a man, but an entire empire of secrets. *** Damien’s penthouse is everything Eva is not , cold, immaculate, and impossibly large. Eva learns to read the language of his silence . The tightening of his jaw, the flicker in his eyes when she enters a room, the way he watches her paint but pretends not to. She wonders if he feels anything at all, or if he truly is the monster the world paints him to be. But beneath that hard exterior, she finds cracks, moments when he almost looks… human.

The night of my engagement party, I discover my future contract husband is cheating on me with my own sister. I'm shattered, broken, and furious all at once. So when I find his stepbrother, I marry him instead. But now, why is my ex fiance the one begging me to come back? And who would have thought that his useless stepbrother would turn out to be the best man I've ever met.

Zaria Remington. She is the light…. The heart everyone adored. Graceful, kind, pure as dawn… The kind of girl who made the world softer, just by being in it. She carried warmth wherever she went, never knowing the shadows that lingered behind her innocent self. Alexander Gonzales He is the darkness…. Sharp edges, cold eyes, ruthless, feared by many. A man who felt nothing, feared nothing, and trusted no one. He was built from ice and iron. Until he saw her. One glance, and the wall he spent a lifetime building began to crack. She was everything he couldn’t understand and everything he couldn’t let go. When their worlds collide, sparks ignite, shadows stir and fate trembles. One touch shatters his control. Buried secrets claw their way to the surface…

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

To save his dying sister, Seo Min-jae fakes being a woman and wins the contract-bride spot beside Korea’s coldest billionaire, Kang Jae-hyun. One leaked test, one impossible pregnancy, and a family secret that destroyed Min-jae years ago later, the lie becomes love, and love becomes war. Fake bride. Deadly truth. When the groom you hate is the only one who can save you, who destroys whom first?

Disaster or Forever? The moment Heartfilia Dwight Mereles knew she would have to marry the man she despised and treated as her arch-nemesis, she felt intense rage build up inside her. She practically cursed that day because she never thought that of all the men in the world, Jharied Cojuangco would be the one whom she had to marry. She did not have a choice, because the company of her parents was at the brink of bankruptcy. Can Heartfilia tame her Playboy husband? Will Filia open her heart to the young man? Is she ready to be hurt? Will she take the risk knowing that the young man may never be truly hers? Will they be ready for whatever life will throw at them? Just how strong is their love for each other? Or will they allow themselves to be defeated by the people who want to destroy their relationship? Does the Wife or the Mistress hold more power?

https://www.inkitt.com/stories/1596718 All Crystal could hear was his roaring breath burning her skin and the chains clanking as he made her his again and again. All Crystal could feel was him, above her, his body intertwined with hers as he kept coming inside her. This man, this Jarrod who, at her father's urging, had kidnapped her to protect her from a criminal, but for Crystal, it was above all him from whom she needed protection.

Evelyn Han has lived a life filled with exhaustion, corners she can’t escape, and dreams that always felt too far away. Music was the only place she ever felt alive — a world she admired from afar, never imagining she could belong to it. Until the night everything changes. After a sudden collapse backstage at a concert, Evelyn wakes up in an unfamiliar bedroom inside the dorm of SOLIX, one of the world’s biggest boy groups. She knows she has never met them… yet the members treat her like she has lived and trained with them for years. Confused, overwhelmed, but oddly hopeful, Evelyn begins to realize something impossible — she is living the life she always wished for. A life where her voice matters. Where she belongs. Where she is finally seen. But the truth she carries is a secret no one else knows. As she navigates this strange new reality, Evelyn must find her place among seven boys who unknowingly rely on her, balance the weight of her hidden identity, and decide whether this world — this dream — is a blessing, a trap, or a second chance. And as her memories begin to resurface, one question grows louder: How long can a dream last… before it demands the truth?

Six months after the disaster on Eochaid's secret moon base, Rian is fairly certain that there are only five members left of the Obsidian Assembly still running free. Including himself, there's Corey, a changling who make's Rian's life miserable by spreading slime over every inch of the walls; Theo, a short-tempered psychic; Spiros, the glue holding everyone together; and Lavender, a mildly sociopathic summoner who's technically not supposed to be living with them. The only one missing is Niamh, Rian's twin sister who was sent to school in Ireland months ago. But Rian's not one to let troubles slow him down. It doesn't matter that there's no money- if they need something, he's fast enough to steal it. But it's winter now. With no running water or electricity, avoiding a government hostile to metahumans is no longer the Junior Obsidian Assembly member's top priority. Temperatures are plummeting, and they need to either work together or fall apart entirely.