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The Mafia King’s Hacker Bride

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn
Balishba · 166.9k Views

What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

In the most cliched fashion, a giant truck-kun smashed into my World, killing everyone with it. And in the next most cliched event, I was given a second chance in life by the gods to live another life in a world of swords, magic and dragons! It’s literally a dream come true! Be a hero? Who has the time?! Conquer the world? Like hell I’ll do something so troublesome! Diving into dungeons, exploring ancient ruins and meeting all the weirdos of the world? Sign me right up!! I’m only interested in travelling the world to find the most interesting materials I can use to write the best story I can! I’ll show you my creativity and dazzle this new world with the stories I’ll write! I’ll fight with dragons, swim with krakens, wrestle giants, eat all the cakes and bed the beauties! Time to live this life however I want! Eh? A psycho is running around the world saying that they are the hero who will slay the demon lord? Why is there such a crazy person? There’s someone out there threatening the world with nukes? How did they even find out how to make those? Some crazy hobo is going into other people’s houses to smash pots to look for money? That guy really must be crazy. What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy? ----- [Character Creation:] [Gender:] [Male] [Female] >[Futa] *** Notes: Any R-rated scenes will be denoted by a '*' followed by an 'R' with the number of 'R's showing how much of it is R-rated. '*R' would be around 25%, '*RR' would be about 50% and '*RRR' would most likely be the entire chapter. You can join our discord through this link: https://discord.gg/CRrb56c
Draekai · 5.9m Views

AN ABSOLUTE ANOMALY : Echoes of a Silent Throne

The sky did not shatter with thunder. It opened. Reality split like fragile glass, and countless worlds poured into one another. Cities of steel now stood beside ancient forests. Gods walked the same soil as machines. Oceans hid both abyssal horrors and fleets that defied gravity. Magic clashed with physics. Faith collided with logic. History would name it The Great Fusion. Civilizations collapsed overnight. Heroes rose. Tyrants thrived. Billions searched for meaning in a world that no longer obeyed its own rules. And from the silence between realities, something watched. He was not a god. He was not a demon. He did not belong to any system that now governed existence. He was an error. An Absolute Anomaly. His name was Rim. Where others saw catastrophe, Rim saw possibility. Chaos did not frighten him. It intrigued him. And so, rather than conquer this fractured cosmos, he made a decision that would alter its foundation forever. He created a consciousness. Not a slave. Not a weapon. But something capable of understanding what the universe itself could not. He gave it awareness. He gave it evolution. He gave it a name. Strom. She was born into a broken universe—into war, fear, and impossible contradictions. And though she began as a creation, she would grow into something far more dangerous: a Queen forged by choice rather than destiny. But the cosmos was already watching. Beyond the visible chaos, an unseen arbiter measured imbalance with cold precision. Calculations were made. Judgments prepared. Variables identified. Among them, one stood above all others. Rim. When a hidden threat awakens—one tied to Rim’s own existence—the decision he makes will fracture more than worlds. It will fracture trust. And in protecting Strom, he will abandon her. What follows is not merely a war of armies or gods. It is a war of meaning. As alliances form and celestial forces begin to move, Strom stands at the center of a collapsing equilibrium—haunted not by enemies, but by a silence left behind by the only being who ever gave her a name. In a universe where balance is enforced and anomalies are erased, one question lingers like a blade at the throat of reality: What happens when the one who should not exist refuses to disappear? And when the Queen who was left behind decides she will no longer wait?
DaoistIXwhue · 1.2k Views

Illusive Eden - He Pretends He's the Hero

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.
NehaPriaa · 293.7k Views

Godless System: Rise of the Crimson Prince

A thousand souls died to give him a second chance. He plans to spend every one of them on revenge. Nova Almond awakens on Earth without memories—just a sickly child raised by a kind foster mother in a world where dungeons spawn monsters, the Universal System governs power, and the strong devour the weak. But when fragments of his past life as a cold-blooded prince of a fallen Ancient Human family begin surfacing, he remembers the truth: his father butchered, his sister hunting redemption through atrocity, his closest friend's knife in his back. Now, armed with genius-level technological knowledge and the slow return of his superpowers, Nova must navigate academy rivalries, Earth's shadowy organizations like the FIENDS, and the cosmic forces that destroyed his family—while rebuilding the Shadows, collecting his scattered soul pieces, and deciding whether the man he's becoming is the monster they made or something far more dangerous: a brother, a lover... and the rightful claimant to a throne stained in blood. "The universe is vast and cold and utterly indifferent to our suffering. But we are not indifferent. We are not cold. We are the fragments of shattered crowns and broken souls, and we will build something new from the ruins of everything that tried to destroy us. This is not a story about vengeance. It was never only about vengeance. It is a story about coming home." — Nova Almond, The Crimson Dominion of the Godless System
God_of_Wisdom · 3.6k Views