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Lucien's control was fraying. He watched Elian's shoulders shake, watched fat tears roll down those flushed cheeks as the younger man tried—and failed—to hold back broken sobs. The sight should have disgusted him. Instead, it ignited something feral in his chest. "Be quiet, Elian," Lucien warned, voice low and strained. Elian's head snapped up, eyes blazing through the tears. "No! I will not be quiet!" His voice cracked, raw and defiant. "I demand you let me go. Set me—ah!" Lucien moved before he could think. In one brutal motion, he slammed Elian against the nearest wall, the impact knocking the breath from both of them. Elian's back hit stone with a dull thud, his wrists pinned above his head by one of Lucien's large hands. "Be quiet," Lucien hissed again, forehead pressed against Elian's, their breaths mingling hot and desperate. Elian whimpered, twisting uselessly in his grip. "You monster… you—" Lucien's mouth crashed down on his. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't a kiss—it was a claim. Hard, punishing, devouring. Elian gasped into it, the sound swallowed instantly as Lucien pressed closer, body caging him completely against the cold wall. The taste of salt from Elian's tears mixed with something sweeter, something that made Lucien's blood roar. Elian struggled for half a second… then his lips parted on a broken moan. Lucien pulled back just enough to growl against his mouth, "I said be quiet." But Elian—trembling, furious, aching—only whispered back, voice wrecked: "Make me." **** Some truths are worth killing for. ​Son of a traitor, Elian Morel was meant to burn in the Duke's dungeon. Instead, the ruthless Duke Lucien pulls him from the darkness and keeps him locked in his private wing—close enough to watch, to touch, to break. Elian hides a dangerous gift: with one touch, he can drag out the truth behind any lie. Lucien is cold precision and merciless control, a man bound by a royal betrothal and secrets of his own. But the more he tries to possess Elian, the more his iron restraint begins to crack. In a world of court intrigue and deadly politics, their charged proximity turns into something darker—something hungry. Every defiance, every forced confession, every lingering gaze pushes them closer to the edge. Between captor and captive, hatred and desire, a forbidden bond begins to form. One that could destroy them both. Power, obsession, and a love that defies the throne.

~Prologue~ ~When Love is found in silence, even the sharpest blade can be gentle but it can also be dangerous~ Watch out~~ Born as the Crown Princess of the Fengyu Empire, Yu Shayue dedicated her youth for her nation. She endured relentless discipline, mastered political and strategic arts, and sacrificed every fragment of her innocence in order for the safety of her family and the empire. Yet, in return, she was met with their betrayal, scorn, and abandonment by her own family. Wronged by her own flesh and blood, Shayue sets aside her former loyalty and rises with an unyielding determination, to reclaim the throne which had always belonged to her. Her path to power leads her to an unexpected alliance -- a political marriage to Lin Yechen, the ruthless and cold Crown Prince of the Longlin Empire, an empire long bound to hers by generations of hostility and war. Feared for his cold intellect and merciless nature, Lin Yechen is a man whose trust is as dangerous as his enmity. Their union is not out of affection, but of calculated intent, the two formidable minds bound by ambition, secrets, betrayal and quiet vengeance. Within the treacherous court of the Longlin Empire, where every smile conceals a scheme and every step may lead to ruin, Shayue must fight for her survival and for her to control over her fate. Yet, as time unfolds and truths begin to surface, the distance between hostility and understanding begins to vanish and something else blooms. In the silence between battles and beneath the layers of their guarded hearts, something unexpected takes root. What begins as a union of necessity slowly transforms into something unique and memorable, where suspicion softens into trust, and rivalry gives way to a love neither of them ever sought... nor ever believed they deserved. Will Yu Shayue succeed in reclaiming her destiny without losing herself in the process? And when vengeance and love stand at odds, which path will she choose?

Bad news: You’ve just been conscripted by the Emperor. Good news: You’re now in charge of recruiting the Cursed High Lords, and your chess pieces can be brought to life. You can even possess and personally command them. Bad news: You only have 500 points, and can summon nothing beyond basic units. Good news: By leveling up, you can earn more points, gain greater authority, and eventually claim your own colony as a newly appointed Planetary Governor. Bad news: A Necron tomb lies right beneath your seat of power. Good news: Even more Cursed High Lords are waiting for your call to arms. So gather your allies, prepare for the unexpected, and plunge into a chaotic yet thrilling Warhammer 40,000 adventure where every move could change the fate of your world. -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

The Martin and Jones Adventure Series follows brilliant archaeologist Professor Jones and his courageous assistant Martin as they travel to mysterious and dangerous places across the world. From the glowing secrets of Roktochura Mountain to the haunting whispers of an ancient forest and the terrifying science hidden beneath a graveyard, every journey tests their courage, intelligence, and friendship. Blending thrilling adventure, scientific mysteries, and emotional moments, the series takes readers deep into unknown worlds where every discovery could change history and every shadow may hide a deadly secret waiting to be uncovered.

I died the same way I lived, quietly, exhausted, and carrying burdens that were never mine to begin with. There was no room for dreams in my life. While others chased happy endings and comforting fantasies, I was too busy surviving. I used to resent romance novels, their sheltered heroines grieving over problems I would have gladly traded places to have. Then I woke up inside one. Reborn into the very novel I once read on sleepless nights, I found myself in the body of a side character whose fate was already decided. The ending of this story is no mystery to me. I have seen who rises, who falls, and who is forgotten. Among them was the original Alteraz. A girl destined to be left behind. But that fate does not belong to me. One lifetime was already spent with empty hands. Another will not be wasted on hesitation, fear, or misplaced sentiment. This world already has a heroine. A girl blessed with everything others can only dream of. Yet time and time again, she turns away from what others would kill to keep. If she chooses to let those opportunities slip through her fingers, I will claim them myself. The story may have chosen her, but remaining in her shadow was never an option. Every opportunity this world offers will be mine to seize. I will climb higher than anyone expects. Should fate try to cast me aside, it will learn how difficult I am to erase. After all, I was never meant to be the heroine. So I'll take everything that was meant for her instead.

Before you stands Mr. Jorg von Roman: the architect of a new era for the German Wehrmacht, the mastermind behind Middle Eastern oil development, the venomous viper at the negotiating table, the leader of the En Marche! party, the scalpel that severed colonial empires, and the man destined to shape a thousand-year empire!

[THIS IS MTL-ed NOVEL] In a chaotic era, survival is key; in a prosperous age, one seeks fame. The Great Yu Dynasty, weathered by time, still flourishes in its golden age. In the northwest, a young man traverses nine thousand miles on foot, slaying great demons alone, seeking glory and honor for a lifetime. At Dragon Lake, an unparalleled master arrives in the world, establishing a sect that will be remembered for a hundred generations. In the imperial capital, a sage spreads his teachings to thousands, his disciples scattered across all provinces, leaving a legacy that endures through the ages. Meanwhile, within the courtyard of a prominent military family in Qingzhou City, a child idles away his days, caring little for proper pursuits, only interested in playing chess, painting, fishing, and playing the zither. Years later— ... A sword rises, creating a dragon’s mist three thousand miles long, cutting down all the cities of the nine provinces with one stroke! In the myriad laws of the world, only I enter the Dao. ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

10/07/2018 (This is an original story that came from my wild imagination.) I will be posting this story at Royalroad. I am Riku Minaru, 50 years old and died with a tumor, I had died with no regret, hoping for a peaceful rest. But before my life fades away I heard a voice. [System initiating a connection to the host, processing complete] HUH?! WAIT! WHAT? SYSTEM? WTF! ( Author: This story is full of nonsense so if you want to read then read in your own risk, and I might add up that English is not my first language so please if there's an error don't hate me.) ;p

PS: THIS IS NOT A SYSTEM BOOK Camilla Hudson was the world’s most sought-after assassin, known only as "The Black Widow." After years of bloodshed, hunting down corrupt politicians, she finally collected her final paycheck, laid down her sniper and prepared for a peaceful retirement of luxury and... WebNovels. But when her favorite story is left on a brutal cliffhanger, Camilla does what any frustrated reader would do: she trashes the author in the comments. "I could do a better job than this!" The Universe took her literally. Transmigrated into the body of the pathetic, love-crazed Lady Camilla, the female lead who just attempted suicide over a divorce. To return to her world, she must give the book an ending and mark it completed. Her plan? Sign the papers, take the money, and leave or she would be stuck inside the story forever. However, she’s been granted a terrifying new perk—The Cursed Tongue. Every "bad" word she utters becomes a reality. But there’s a secret perk she doesn't know about: Lord Damon can hear every single one of her murderous, sarcastic thoughts. The General, who once overlooked his clingy wife, is now terrified, intrigued, and utterly obsessed with the "new" Camilla. As she tries to sprint toward a "Happily Ever After" (and a quick exit), the General suddenly tears up the divorce papers. "You want to leave, wife? Over my dead body." Can Camilla write her own ending when the Male Lead refuses to follow the script?

"Die a pathetic nobody, Deborah. You never stood a chance against me." Those were the last words Queen Deborah heard before dying in a freezing prison cell. She was stripped of her crown, betrayed by her husband, the King, and replaced by a cruel, bewitching new woman who stole her entire life. But death refused to keep her. Waking up with a gasp, Deborah finds herself back in the past. It is the exact day her husband returns from the battlefield, proudly holding the hand of that same vile, gorgeous mistress. History is repeating itself right before her eyes. In her first life, she begged for his love and paid for it with her blood. In this life, she refuses to be the victim. Deborah faces a thrilling, dangerous choice: Force the king to fall desperately in love with her just to break his heart... or abandon him to ruin and take her ultimate revenge. Will she make him fall, or watch him burn?

An elderly rural grandmother is reborn to the time before her wedding. Unable to part with her filial children, she has no choice but to reform her husband who is hot-tempered, blindly filial, but truly dotes on their children. An elderly rural grandfather is reborn back to the time before his matchmaking meeting. His goal in this life is to dote on his wife, spoil their children, dote on his wife some more, and dote on his wife......

Damian Kade is just an ordinary teenager in a world without magic. He and his friends were involved in an accident while on their way to a vacation spot, and all of them lost their lives in the accident. After that, they were chosen by a powerful entity and reborn in another world, a world ruled by mana, monsters, and power. With the mysterious ice power inside him and some of his hazy memories, he must rise from being a nobody to becoming a legend. ------------------------------------------------ New chapters every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Sunday.

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Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

After dying in his old world, a Lord of the Mysteries fanatic awakens in Pritz Harbor 2 years before Klein Moretti opens his eyes in Tingen. He is now Lucian Vale, sole heir to a wealthy, powerful, and corrupt coastal family. Branded as a Blessed by the High-Dimensional Overseer, granted a dangerous boon, and hunted by the vultures circling his estate, Lucian realizes that wealth and caution alone will not keep him alive. To survive, he chooses the Abyss pathway and becomes a beyonder. In the years before the gray fog rises, Lucian forges House Vale into a dominant beyonder faction, his name spreading beyond the harbor as a rising terror in the beyonder world. Yet, long before the final apocalypse can unravel the world, a crimson light ripples above the gray fog, and a remarkably rational Devil takes his seat at an ancient bronze table. ‎ ──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── ‎ Alger: 'A Devil... personally accepted by Mr. Fool. I dare not question "His" arrangements, but my survival instincts are screaming. What terrifying plan is “He” preparing? Could "He" be planning to use him against the Seven Churches? No... thou shalt not test God. I must observe carefully.' Audrey: 'His emotional colors are perfectly controlled, like any proper Loen gentleman. Yet my Spectator vision catches the suffocating pressure beneath his gentlemanly calm. It feels so dangerous! To walk such a dark path while keeping his manners... Mr. Devil must carry a very complicated burden. No, no, you must not pry too deeply, Audrey!' Klein: ‘A wealthy member with stable Beyonder channels should have been good news... No, that sounds too shallow. This is clearly to strengthen the Tarot Club’s foundation and improve its long-term development. But why did my new “reliable channel” have to be a literal Devil? Why couldn't he have Miss Justice's bright, pleasant personality? ‘...Wait, no. A cheerful, innocent-acting person happily performing bloody, sacrificial Devil rituals is actually infinitely more terrifying. I take it back! I’m still just a broke Nighthawk trying to afford decent meals. Why does every step toward making The Fool look more impressive also make me feel closer to dying young?' ‎ ──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── ‎ https://abyssalscholar.com/ 2 chapters/week ~3000 words/chapter

Is there a more boring word than "paperwork"? Try me. I’ll wait. Ya done? Good because you failed. Paperwork is the king of boredom, yet it is fundamental to human endeavor. Every success nation possesses an effective bureaucracy, is the difference between life and death. The year is 300 AD, and Rome has built a civil service. Paper moves faster than people, and the wasted resources of Rome are wasted no more. Their cities grow, their armies march, and their currency works. All seems well, but when paper moves the world, people who moved paper start to notice. Prepare one and all for Paperpunk, either the most boring or most exciting thing you will ever consider. Steam and gunpowder may be exciting but paperwork is what will make Rome eternal.

Gu Fei, a rookie who didn't survive past three episodes in the apocalypse, transmigrates to ancient times with a pocket dimension and becomes a maid in the Marquis Mansion. As soon as she arrives, she encounters the confiscation of the family's property and is sold off. After much difficulty, she is bought back by her family. Following that, her hometown suffers a three-year drought with no harvest, and Gu Fei flees the north with her family. Along the way, countless people have starved to death on the road. Gu Fei: "Don't be afraid, we have food in our pocket dimension." On the road ahead, bandits and refugees run rampant. Gu Fei: "Fear not, we have weapons in our pocket dimension." When their Silver coins runs out, Gu Fei leads her entire family to farm and open an inn to get rich, and along the way, she captures a young, domineering Princely Heir. The naive Princely Heir: "My wife can always conjure up many strange and peculiar things. My wife must be a little fairy."

The charm of farming life in springtime is profound. Transmigrated into the life of a pregnant abandoned wife, Bai Ruozhu resolved to live off the land, the water, and the space, striving to prosper through farming and trading with her cute baby. In passing, she also hopes to find a handsome man to be a father to her child. But that masked demon, could you please stop climbing my window all the time? ====== Other completed works include "The Poison Doctor of the Noble House," "Fortune Meets Wisdom," "Reborn and Refusing to Marry the Wealthy," and more. With proven quality, you're welcome to jump right into these adventurous plots!