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The Ghost Mentors - The Curse Awakening

*Mature Content Warning (18+)* This book contains dark themes, violence, psychological horror, and adult situations. Reader discretion is advised. Claire Allen is obsessed with the supernatural, driven by one desperate goal: to solve the mystery of her father’s death, which she believes was caused by a vengeful spirit. By day, Claire is a regular high school senior. By night, she and her friends, Lily and Stephnie (the medium), run Ghost Mentors—an online channel dedicated to helping lost spirits find peace and cross into the afterlife. Their work is a sacred mission. But their mission shatters when they investigate an abandoned New York house haunted by a cruel, dark witch. The encounter goes horribly wrong. A witch's curse rips Claire's spirit from her body, plunging her into a coma. Now invisible to the world, Claire is only seen by Michael, a dangerously handsome Demon Slayer from Hell, sent by Lucifer himself. Michael believes all ghosts are monsters that must be eliminated. Claire believes they deserve peace. She fights for the lost souls; he hunts them. Yet, when the only person who can see you is the one you despise the most, survival depends on a tense, forbidden alliance that blurs the line between enemies and lovers. A terrifying countdown begins: Thirteen powerful vengeful spirits have started a ritual to tear open the gates of Hell and unleash chaos upon Earth. With only 5 hours left to stop the apocalypse, Claire must do the unimaginable: Journey into the Underworld alone and ring the ancient emergency bell to summon the Devil back to his throne. As battles rage across two worlds, the true darkness unfolds: a powerful jealous friend (Lily) turns to black magic, a hidden bloodline is exposed, and a deadly betrayal threatens to hand Earth over to the demons. The Ghost Mentors: The Cursed Awakening A dark, high-stakes Urban Fantasy Romance where a high school girl must summon the Devil to save the world, only to fall for the demon hunter sent to stop her. Perfect for fans of powerful heroines, demonic anti-heroes, intense enemies-to-lovers arcs, and powerful heroines.
karensam25 · 53.8k Views

From Enemy to Empress: My Villainess Harem

They were never meant to love him. They were meant to destroy him. In a cultivation world ruled by sect politics, imperial bloodlines, and demonic conspiracies, Lin Tianren begins as nothing more than a stepping stone in other people’s schemes. The Mayor’s cold, calculating daughter sees him as a pawn. The Imperial Princess considers him unworthy of her flame. The Demon Saintess was raised to manipulate and consume men like him. The Sword Genius views him as weak. The Beast Queen trusts only nature. The Fallen Angel Judge watches him as a mere subject of fate. Each woman powerful. Each woman dangerous. Each woman standing on the opposite side of him. But Lin Tianren does not retreat. With every battle, every cultivation breakthrough, every near-death encounter, he forces the world to acknowledge him. Not through arrogance. Not through blind lust. But through growth. Step by step, enemies begin to hesitate. Hesitation becomes respect. Respect becomes trust. And trust… becomes something far deeper. Yet this is not a simple romance. Demon Sects move in the shadows. Imperial politics demand blood. Heavenly laws observe in silence. And time itself is running out. To protect what he builds, Lin Tianren must rise beyond mortal limits. He must turn rival queens into empresses. He must transform hostility into alliance. He must conquer not just hearts… but the cultivation world itself. In a story of power, strategy, passion, and ascension— Enemies will kneel. Villainesses will rise. And a Sovereign will be born.
Zayden01 · 1.5k Views

From Deadbeat To Doting; Something Is Wrong With My Husband!

Enemies To Lovers+ Unfiltered Smut + Billionaire Romance + Strong Female Lead. . . From this: “I’ve slept with every woman in this house. What will it take to get that divorce, Brianna? Do I have to go after your mother next?" To this: “I don’t want anyone if it’s not you, my dear wife.” Brianna thought her nightmare was finally over the night she made her abusive, cheating husband fall to his death. But when he woke up in the hospital, smiling at her with tender eyes and calling her “the most beautiful woman he’s ever met”… she knew something was terribly wrong. This wasn’t the man who humiliated her, mocked her, and destroyed her name. Now, her deadbeat husband has become a possessive, seductive, and obsessed doting stranger—one who claims he’ll cherish her forever. . . [Excerpt] "Wife, your hands are dirty now. Go wash them. I don't want his scent on you." That seemed like a good enough excuse to regain her senses with the timeout. Brianna sighed, already turning to limp, but the grip from the bed suddenly became firmer. She tugged further, but to no avail. Sighing, "Lucian, let go. I need to go to the restroom. I need a moment to... to process this." She tugged her slender wrist again, against his hold, but his fingers were a collar of iron. He didn't even look at the door. His dark, fixated eyes were locked onto the palm Marcus Thorne had just grabbed. Lucian's voice was heavy with the haze of the concussion and a terrifying, sudden possessiveness. "No. I don't want you out of my sight. Someone else might... hold your hands again." "I am going five feet away. I'm not a child, and I'm certainly not a prisoner. Now, let go so I can get this… this man's sweat off my skin." "I'll do it," Lucian muttered. However, before Brianna could ask how, he pulled her hand toward his face. Her eyes widened as she realized his intent. "What are you doing, Lucian? Don't you dare—Don't you dare lick my hand!" Brianna flinched violently, dragging her body backward until she was nearly doubled over the edge of the bed, but he was immovable. His concussed brain had simplified the world: Stranger touched Wife. Stranger's scent must be replaced by mine. "Stay still, wife. It'll be quick." "What kind of animal are you—! Lucian, stop! This is unhygienic! It's… it's psychotic!" Brianna turned desperately towards the corner where Marcus Thorne was still standing paralyzed by the sight! "Marcus! Well, don't just stand there! Do something! Help me!" Meanwhile, Marcus Thorne looked like he wanted to jump out of the window! He was watching the President of Better Health, the most powerful man in the city, bring his wife's hand to his mouth with the raw intent of a wolf. Marcus stammered, his hands shaking as he took a frantic step toward the door. "I-I think I'll just... I'll leave the couple to their... their private recovery. Yes. Intimate recovery." "Marcus! Get back here!" Brianna cried out with wide eyes of disbelief. But Marcus refused to look back. He gestured vaguely with a trembling hand, looking as though he'd just witnessed a ritual he wasn't meant to survive, and ran into the hallway. The door clicked shut with a finality that sounded like a prison cell locking. Brianna stared at the wooden door, her mouth agape. "You coward! You—" "Wife, I told you. Stay still." ... From deadbeat to doting, her husband has changed overnight. But if he isn’t the man she married, then something is wrong with her husband!
Dòe · 143.3k Views

To Kill The Alpha King

Once upon a time, Eclipse lived a quiet life—until the Moon Goddess bound her to Malric NorthSteed, Alpha Prince of the North. A man who was Cold, Ruthless and Ambitious beyond mercy. On the night she was rejected as his mate, Malric slaughtered her entire pack… and then crowned another woman his bride. Buried under the burning betrayal, Eclipse dies with her family, but five years later, she is reborn as Arrow—an assassin feared by wicked nobles and criminals alike; a ghost whispered through the underworld. Every life she takes is training that sharpens her resolve toward a single purpose: Kill Malric NorthSteed. Then burn his entire empire to the ground. But Malric is no longer just an Alpha Prince. He is now the Alpha King of the North—untouchable behind towering palace walls and absolute power. So to reach him, Eclipse must do the unthinkable. She enters the grand Bridal Selection, a ruthless competition of fifty women vying to become his next Luna Queen—each bride hiding secrets, ambitions, and bloodstained desires of their own. Disguised, surrounded by spies and trapped among obsessed rivals and lethal politics, Eclipse plays the role of the demure woman seeking Malric’s heart… while plotting to rip it from his chest. Yet as the competition turns deadly, a terrifying truth emerges. In this game of hearts and death, she is far from the only pawn on the board; Her family’s massacre was no simple act of cruelty; The bond she once shared with Malric NorthSteed had been anything but an accident; Not to mention that Malric has been playing this game long before she even drew her bow, Eclipse tows the line of danger while donning on a fake mask before him. Because if Malric discovers who she truly is— If he realizes she is the mate he once rejected— If the embers between them ignite into something dangerously real— Then Eclipse will face a fate far worse than death. For when he catches her, no arrow, no mask, no hatred will save her. Not from his vengeance. Not from his power. Not from the forbidden love that could destroy them both.
JaneSmitten · 13.1k Views

Doulou Continent : MY Harem Of Goddess System

After transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, Xu Tian awakens an unparalleled Sword Soul along with the ancient bloodline of the Qilin Auspicious Beast. Neither fully human nor soul beast, he walks a path beyond both races, standing above heaven and earth itself. Blessed by destiny and feared by gods, Xu Tian rises at an unstoppable pace, crushing geniuses and rewriting fate. Tang San’s schemes shatter before absolute strength, legends like Tang Hao and Tang Chen fall into silence, and the so-called masters of the era can only watch as a new ruler ascends. Beginning as Zhu Zhuqing’s destined fiancé, Xu Tian steps onto the stage of the continent and sweeps across every domain .... academies, empires, oceans, and even the divine realm. Where his sword points, none dare resist. Humans, soul beasts, and gods alike submit beneath his authority as he builds an invincible legend spanning land and sea. Xu Tian only smiles calmly: “I am invincible. Do as you please.” In the shadows, Tang San and his descendants tremble, while the entire Douluo Star welcomes the arrival of a supreme existence. From the mortal world to the God Realm ..... Xu Tian reigns above all. .................+++++........... Although this is a translated fanfiction, I sincerely encourage you to read at least the first 50 chapters. You’ll discover that I’ve added many original elements to the story especially in the smut (R18) chapters. This isn't just a simple translation; I’ve put a great deal of effort into rewriting and enhancing the narrative to make it truly unique. ............**..........++.........**........... I would say this novel is 60% content by the original fanfiction and 40% made up of my own original ideas and storytelling. .........…................................ If the original author has any issues, feel free to reach out to me.
Serlin_4825 · 2.6k Views

Dark Ascension:Return of A Failed Villain

So I died choking on a sandwich. Not in battle. Not saving anyone. Not even doing something mildly interesting. Just... lunch. One minute I'm biting into way too much bread, the next I'm coughing, then choking, then—nothing. Classic. Next thing I know, I'm waking up in a body that smells like incense and existential dread, staring at hands that belong to someone else. Some noble prick with a family crest and a servant who calls me "Second Son" like it's an insult. Which, apparently, it is. Turns out I've been isekai'd into that dark fantasy novel I used to read. You know the one—magic schools, reality-bending nobles, cosmic horrors that eat worlds for breakfast. The works. And I've been dumped into the body of Damon Mournblade, a background character so irrelevant he dies in the first major disaster to show how dangerous the bad guys are. Oh, and that disaster? It's happening in about three months. So here's the situation: I've got the memories of a dead guy who read this story, the affinity of a death-obsessed noble house that thinks I'm mediocre, and a countdown clock to the scene where I'm supposed to get vaporized by something that makes demons look like puppies. The smart play? Run. Hide. Let the "heroes" handle it while I figure out how to survive in a universe where humans are the bottom of the food chain. But here's the thing about dying from a sandwich—it does something to your pride. Makes you think maybe, just maybe, you deserve better than a footnote. So I'm not running. I'm going to walk right into that disaster. I'm going to look the thing that's supposed to kill me in the face. And I'm going to make it regret ever noticing my name. The universe thinks I'm a corpse waiting to happen. The nobles think I'm invisible. The "protagonist" hasn't even shown up yet. Let them all keep sleeping. Because when the screaming starts and the walls start breathing and everyone realizes too late what's actually coming—they're going to notice the dead guy who refused to stay dead. And that's when the real game begins. Assuming I survive the next three months. No pressure.
Alucardhelsing · 12.3k Views