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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 · 279.2k Views

Chained By Crimson Obsession

When seventeen-year-old **Kieran Black** transfers into Hollowridge High, he doesn’t arrive quietly—he arrives like a warning. Inked skin, dead-eyed calm, and a reputation stitched together from gangs, drugs, and men who don’t forgive debts. He’s not the misunderstood bad boy. He’s the villain who already chose the dark and burned the map back. Girls orbit him. Teachers fear him. Trouble follows him like a shadow that bites. And then there’s **Alora Hale**—sunlight in human form. Loud laughter. Sharp wit. A girl built from chaos and kindness, juggling dreams and expectations, carrying her parents’ pride on her back like fragile glass. She doesn’t look twice at Kieran Black. She doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t fall. She’s busy living, breathing, surviving. That indifference seals her fate. One glance is all it takes for Kieran to mark her—not as a crush, not as a fling, but as an obsession. The kind that festers. The kind that watches from across rooms. The kind that tightens its grip slowly, lovingly, violently. He calls himself the devil for a reason—and devils don’t admire. They claim. As Alora’s laughter echoes through hallways unaware of the chains being forged around her life, the line between protection and possession dissolves. What begins as watching turns into stalking. Want turns into hunger. And hunger demands blood. Because Kieran Black doesn’t love softly. He loves like a war. And Alora Hale is standing directly in its path. Some obsessions don’t fade. They tighten. They bleed. They drag you under. And once the devil decides you’re his— escape is just another illusion.
Vaanni_Mittal · 1.2k Views

My Rich Crazy ex boyfriend

“Anna is mine” Theo barked, “get out of her life for good”. He was staring directly at my boobs, what a man! And did he say Anna is mine? If only he knows how much of his dirty secret I have found out already? I can’t believe I dated a monster. “I don’t belong to you, you are crazy” I yelled. The anger Welled up in my throat forcing me to tighten my grip around Hassan’s wrist. “She’s not even capable of loving anyone else asides me” Theo continued lashing at Hassan totally ignoring me. “Well she loves me” Hassan smirked in his usual composed manner. “Get out of my house Theo , right now!” I said pointing towards the door. “You heard her right, now leave , don’t force me to throw you out” Hassan whispered in a mocking tone. After several years of breaking up, Anna’s crazy ex refused to move on placing himself in her life like he was meant to be there forever . Shortly after Anna fell in love with a successful business man that treated her like a princess , Theo showed up in her life again causing a lot of damages to her love affair. Theo didn’t stop as he resulted to stalking and harassing Anna. Betty Traynor , Theo’s lover joined forces with Anna after Theo dumped her and exposed their sex tapes online. She did everything she could go gain Anna and Hassan’s trust but it took them a while to trust her. After finding out about her ex’s darkest and dirtiest secret , Anna vowed to do everything within her power to bring Theo down because she could not just let him get away with it. But at what expense? Will she be able to stand the pressure that was being put on her life and relationship with Hassan or will she eventually let go of getting justice for herself and for Betty ? Find out in this jaw dropping and eye opening romance story.
Ellathewriter · 22.1k Views

the Ruler of the past(GL)

Xin Ying, an ordinary modern-day teacher with a sharp mind and a love for food, never expects her life to be rewritten by fate. After a sudden twist of destiny, she awakens in an ancient imperial world—one that uncannily mirrors the plot of a novel she once knew. Sold into the Palace, Xin Ying begins as a lowly servant, surviving through endurance, intelligence, and silence. As she adapts to palace life, she uncovers her talent for investigation, solving crimes that others dare not touch. Her keen observation draws the attention of the four great clans and the cold, untouchable Empress Li Hua—a ruler feared for her composure and political ruthlessness. What begins as a relationship of necessity slowly transforms into something far more dangerous: trust, dependence, and forbidden affection. As palace politics tighten and the ambitious Ling clan plots rebellion, Xin Ying becomes both shield and sword for the Empress, uncovering conspiracies involving poison, explosives, and an unprecedented weapon—gunpowder. Despite knowing the novel’s tragic ending—where she is meant to die protecting the Empress—Xin Ying struggles to change fate itself. Love deepens, secrets fracture the court, and during a grand festival, fate strikes in a crueler form than expected: a bullet meant for the Empress pierces Xin Ying’s chest, altering the story forever. When darkness consumes her, Xin Ying awakens back in the modern world, seemingly restored. Yet the past refuses to fade. She remembers everything. Fate reunites her with Li Hua—now Zhi Han, a young, powerful businesswoman who also remembers their shared past. Alongside Li Yuetong, reborn as a police chief, the truth emerges: some bonds transcend worlds, and some enemies follow. As Ling Zhihao resurfaces in this new world, violence erupts once more. Xin Ying is injured protecting Zhi Han yet again, proving that even without a throne or crown, her choice remains the same. Now freed from palace walls but bound by love and memory, Xin Ying and Li Hua must learn to live not as empress and servant, but as equals—while facing the lingering consequences of power, fate, and a story that refuses to end.
star_chong · 2.6k Views

Return of the Yin-Yang Sovereign

He died a betrayed assassin. He woke up as the family disgrace. Yohan should be dead—a knife in his back, blood pooling beneath him, betrayed by the one person he trusted. Instead, he opens his eyes in a body that isn't his own. Mo Yohan. First grandson of the legendary Sword God. Weak. Powerless. A failure without a Mana Core in a world where cultivation is everything. His three younger brothers have already surpassed him. The servants mock him openly. Even his own grandfather has given up on him. After losing yet another duel to his youngest brother, he's been confined to his estate—a prisoner in his own home. But the soul now inhabiting this broken body is far from weak. In his past life, Yohan was feared. No one dared meet his eyes. And now, trapped in this frail shell, he's done being looked down upon. When servants whisper about his disgrace, he doesn't bow his head. When they laugh at his weakness, he doesn't walk away. He draws a sword and reminds them exactly who holds their lives in his hands. In a world of cultivation and martial arts, where power means everything and bloodline determines destiny, a ruthless assassin's soul must navigate the treacherous politics of a powerful clan—all while trapped in the body everyone has written off as worthless. The old Mo Yohan would have endured the humiliation in silence. The new one? He's just getting started. When a killer's mind meets a cultivator's world, weakness becomes a weapon—and mercy becomes the most dangerous mistake anyone can make. --- A reincarnation cultivation novel where second chances come with brutal lessons, family ties hide deadly rivalries, and the weakest link is about to break every chain that binds him.
UMMI · 588 Views