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Alternative Title: Villain's Saviour, Game Over Again Lin Ji’an, a modern master chef, never expected to wake up inside a dog-blood BL cultivation novel. Worse, she transmigrated into the role of the "vicious cannon fodder", the crossdressing Third Young Master destined to humiliate the future Villain and die a miserable death by his hand. Her mission? Simple. Feed the starving slave boy and the future villain, Xie Wangchen, fix his broken body, and make sure his "Blackening Value" doesn't hit 100% and destroy the world. She beats up the arrogant Heir, face-slaps the evil Stepmother, and cooks her way into the Villain’s heart, purely to survive, of course! But as they head to the Celestial Sword Sect, Lin Ji’an realises something is wrong. She thought she was raising a cute, obedient little brother. She thought she was just a "straight bro" helping him out. She thought the main plot’s protagonists would chase the original MC. So why is the Villain looking at her with eyes darker than the abyss? Why is he threatening to cripple anyone who smiles at her? And why are the original male leads suddenly lining up to taste her cooking? Lin Ji’an: "I’m just here to cook and survive! I’m straight! And I’m a girl!" Xie Wangchen, who was sharpening his sword, looked up with a smirk tugging in the corner of his lips, "Luggage? No. You are my world. And I never let go of what is mine."

Eighteen-year-old Ruelle Belmont has learned to be useful and grateful, because in her family love is given only to those who earn it. When her father’s debts grow beyond saving, she is sent to Sexton, a prestigious vampire institution that accepts one human from every household. But Sexton is no place for a human. Inside its halls, humans are not students. They are Groundlings, valued for their blood and how easily they can be broken. Favour is currency and cruelty is entertainment. And failure means being sold. Ruelle soon discovers that the cold and dangerous pureblood she once crossed paths with is here as well. Worse, she is forced to share a room with him when she is hunted by a couple of vampiresses.  Lucian Slater watches her too closely for a man who claims to despise humans. Yet when Sexton’s predators begin to circle, he is the one who steps in to help her. And for the first time in her life, Ruelle is learning something she was never meant to believe. That she may be worth wanting. And in Sexton, being wanted is the most dangerous thing of all. ——————— The clock struck midnight when Ruelle heard the echo of footsteps. She tensed, the fine hairs on the back of her neck standing on end in the cool night air. "You shouldn't be here," Ruelle whispered, her voice a breathless murmur. The silhouette finally came to stand under the moonlight, his dark red eyes watching her and his inky black hair ruffling. "Shouldn't I?" His voice was a dark caress, and she stood there captivated by the danger he exuded like perfume. "I haven’t seen you for the last two days," his tone low. His hand reached out, fingers brushing against the silk of her dress, tracing the trembling outline of her collarbone. "Tell me, were you avoiding me, or perhaps... entertaining other offers?" Ruelle’s heart raced, her breaths shallow. She declared, "I don't belong to anyone.” "A bold claim," he murmured, his breath a tantalising chill against her skin as he leaned in. "Yet here you are, pulse racing, your body tensed as if in anticipation of my touch." His fingers gripped her chin, tilting her face towards his. The light caught his eyes, revealing a glint of predatory intent. "Or must I remind you whose touch you truly crave?"

He just became the newly-crowned movie emperor when he died a tragic (actually, very stupid) death. On his way to cross the NaiHe bridge, he managed to evade Meng Po and not drink her soup. Thus keeping the memories of the life that he just had. But he would never have imagined that he would be reincarnated hundreds of thousands of years later. In the Interstellar era! If it happened to other guys, they would definitely want to be a mecha warrior. Don't most men dream of that at least once in their life? But sadly, that's not for him. There's only one goal in his mind - to be the number one star in the Interstellar era. With the knowledge and skills he got from his past life, he would definitely achieve it. But who was this annoying person who kept on pestering him? A certain prince smiled in a scary and crazy way: Cook food for me or else die. = a few months later = A certain prince leaned over and moved his face closer: I don't need food, I could just eat you. A bad tempered yandere gong X a reincarnated movie emperor shou *NaiHe bridge - a bridge that souls crossed to enter reincarnation **Meng Po - the lady on the Naihe bridge who gives out soup that lets the souls forget their memories, thus entering the cycle of reincarnation in a clean slate. Twitter: @tyramisu_wn IG: @tyramisu_novels

Zhenya, being a newly transfered Russian student all the way from Moscow, who is now studying in Cheolhwa International High Academy. Many eyes darted on him, wondering who was he. But, then there's the popular kids. And among them, was Kwon Taekjoo. Many girls fell in love with him, it was because he was tall, muscular and undeniably attractive. And one day, Zhenya's eyes fell on him. Then, Kwon Taekjoo noticed two pair of blue eyes staring at him. Who was that kid? Why was he staring at him? A small smile appeared on his face. "He's quite cute and pretty too, " Kwon Taekjoo thought. But behind that pretty face, leads to more something darker. Just think about a wolf in sheep's clothing.

‎*Mature Content* Vivian Ravenscroft was never meant to live this life. ‎Swapped at birth by a desperate mother—not just to save her, but to place her where destiny could shape her—Vivian grows up under the powerful Ravenscroft name, believing Sebastian, ten years her senior, is only an untouchable brother figure. ‎Protective. ‎Distant. ‎Forbidden. ‎Until the night violence shatters her world. ‎As she recovers, the truth unravels: her royal bloodline, a father who erased her existence, and the devastating reason she was raised beside Sebastian—to bond with the one man she was never allowed to love. ‎The man who looks at her and whispers, ‎“I thought you had given yourself away…” ‎Only to learn her heart—and her body were never claimed by another. ‎Stanley was never love. ‎He was survival. ‎Drawn into royal decrees, billionaire rivalries, and laws written in blood, Vivian must decide whether to obey a destiny chosen for her—or fight for the one her heart recognizes. ‎Because the way Sebastian looks at her now… has changed. ‎It lingers. ‎It burns. ‎It strips away every lie she once believed. ‎At a royal wedding watched by kings, presidents, and the most powerful names in the world… ‎the distance between them finally breaks. ‎And when the night falls— ‎There are no more titles. ‎No more rules. ‎No more pretending. ‎Only him. ‎Only her. ‎In the quiet heat of a marble bath, where silence wraps around them and the past finally loosens its grip… ‎his hand finds hers. ‎His touch is no longer restrained. ‎And when he kisses her, ‎It is deep. ‎Unsteady. ‎Years of control slipping all at once. ‎Vivian doesn’t stop him. ‎She melts into him… answers him… trusts him. ‎Because somewhere between the lies, the pain, and the years they were forced apart— ‎her heart had already chosen him. ‎And when he finally takes that last step… ‎When the space between them disappears— ‎She breaks. ‎A soft cry leaving her lips. ‎A moment of pain… of truth… of surrender. ‎And then— ‎Nothing but him. ‎Because what she gives him that night is not just her body— ‎but the part of her that has never belonged to anyone else. ‎Her first. ‎Her only. ‎Sealed in a moment neither of them can ever take back. ‎Because some bonds are not accidents. ‎They are written long before birth. ‎Tested through pain. ‎And fulfilled in the moments where resistance finally turns into surrender. ‎And love like theirs… ‎Was never meant to be broken.

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Everyone warned Fabiola about Evan Harlow. The strange boy with the cold eyes. The one who never smiled. The one whose twin brother drowned when they were thirteen and who came back from that lake different. But Fabiola didn't listen. She saw past the rumors, past the walls he built, past the darkness that clung to him like a second skin. She pursued him through high school, loved him through college, and married him despite the whispers that the Harlow estate was cursed. Now, at twenty-nine, Fabiola lives in that sprawling Gothic mansion as the wife of a CEO. She works at a diner by choice, keeps fresh flowers in every room, and fills the silence with warmth and laughter. She thinks she's won. She thinks she saved him. She has no idea that Evan's twin never left. Lucas Harlow has been watching her for years. Waiting in mirrors. Breathing in doorways. Learning the way she moves, the sound of her voice, the scent of vanilla and lavender that clings to her skin. He looks exactly like Evan—same face, same voice, same touch. And when Evan isn't looking, Lucas takes his place. He kisses her in the kitchen while Evan is at work. He makes love to her in the dark while she whispers Evan's name. He wraps himself in her warmth, desperate and starving, because she is everything he lost when he died. Fabiola thinks her husband is simply passionate. Possessive. Obsessed with the way she smells, the way she tastes. She doesn't realize that sometimes the man touching her has no heartbeat. That sometimes the man she's kissing has been dead for sixteen years. But Lucas is growing bolder. And Evan is starting to notice. Bruises Fabiola doesn't remember. Conversations Evan never had. Moments of tenderness that feel just slightly wrong too desperate, too hungry, too cold. When Fabiola finally learns the truth, she's faced with an impossible horror: the ghost who's been making love to her is in love with her. And the blood pact the twins made as children is still binding. If she chooses Lucas even once, even accidentally Evan will die. Caught between two identical men one living, one dead, both madly obsessed with her. Fabiola must untangle a web of desire, obsession, and supernatural jealousy before she loses them both. Or before she can no longer tell them apart.

The life of the underworld was something Ashley had dreamed of escaping all her life. Born as a bastard from an affair between an underworld kingpin and a prostitute, Ashley was meant to die even before she was born. The only reason she survived was that her father thought she was a boy. From a young age, she understood that if she wanted to survive in this world of violence—on top of her father’s wife and daughter’s schemes—she had to be useful. So, she made herself a promise: one day, she would escape this world. Ashley almost succeeded… until her father found her again and thrust her into a marriage of convenience with his rival, Dominion, in his beloved daughter’s place. Everyone in the underworld knew Dominion. They were cruel, organized, and simply spawns of evil. And the man who stood above that power, Luciano, was said to be downright diabolical. Just their name alone could make anyone tremble. And this organization was where Ashley now had to survive. To make matters worse, the marriage also came with a child — Luciano’s mute heir. Forced to become the wife of one of the most violent and powerful underworld organizations, and the mother of its future leader, Ashley made a vow. “No matter what, I’ll escape this place!” But she would soon realize it wouldn’t be as simple as that. Not when the feared members of Dominion clung to her feet, begging, “Madam, don’t go!” And when the mute stepson finally spoke, “Mommy, if you’re leaving, please take me with you.” Finally, her diabolical, obsessive, and utterly territorial husband said, “I’ve packed our things. Where should we go?” *** Chat with me in Discord! Link: https://discord.gg/AUqYr3hchA Follow me on Instagram - @author_bajj

"Lavender makes you look like an angel." "But I don't want to look like one." "Let me do a correction, Lavender makes you look even more like an angel." "Julian... I am in literal robes." "That's part of your charm, angel." "What is wrong with you?" "How about you develop a drug to turn me back into your 'normal'?" "What is your problem anyways?" "Love, Angel. Love." *** Catarina's damn luck arranged a marriage with son of her father's rival. Her damn luck also made her husband a cold, heartless and loveless bastard. And for once when she finally divorced him. That damn luck made her ex-husband "fall in love" with her. But, is it good luck or bad luck that her ex-husband is a hot green flag now? *** COVER IS NOT MINE. IT IS FROM PINTEREST. CREDIT TO REAL ARTIST.

One night. One betrayal. One ruthless savior. In a single night, Evelyn Meyers went from the city’s Golden Heiress to a homeless outcast. Her fiancé didn’t just break her heart, he shattered her world. Framed by her best friend and waking up in the bed of a cold-blooded stranger, Evelyn’s nightmare was only beginning. Her grandmother is dead. Her father is behind bars. And the only man who can save her is the one she should fear most. "Sign the contract, Evelyn. Become my wife, and I will give you the heads of everyone who wronged you." The deal is simple: Vengeance in exchange for her freedom. He offers her a throne built on the ruins of her enemies,. He is ruthless. He is possessive. And he is the only one who can help her burn the world down. But as Evelyn navigates the path of revenge, she discovers that her husband’s love might be more dangerous than her enemies’ hate.

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love at First turn dangerous when the man that falls in love w YOU is a mafia lord and he refuses to let you out of his sight from this day onwards, by all means necessary! What will you do to escape.

She was branded the traitor’s daughter. Wolfless. Mateless. Cursed by the moon goddess for sins that weren’t hers. Her life was already hell. Until war threw her into the dungeon of the most feared Alpha alive. Kaelith Drenor. Cursed. Ruthless. Untouchable. An Alpha with a bloodthirsty, uncontrollable wolf. When his eyes met hers for the first time… something snapped. He doesn’t know why he can’t stay away. She doesn’t know he’s her mate. And no one knows the wolf inside her is awakening. When she shifts, the world will feel it—and so will he.

Some loves are forbidden, but impossible to resist.”Samira never believed love could be so complicated until she found herself falling for the one man she was never meant to love: her stepbrother, Sarthak. Ten years older, calm, and untouchable, Sarthak was everything she wasn’t disciplined, mature, and guarded. To the world, he was her protective brother. But to Samira, he became something far more dangerous: the secret desire she couldn’t escape. Every argument, every lingering glance, every unspoken word between them only deepened the forbidden spark that pulled them closer. Torn between guilt and longing, Samira struggles to bury her feelings, while Sarthak hides behind his silence. Yet, the heart doesn’t follow rules and neither does love. When emotions begin to blur the boundaries of family and fate, Samira must face the truth: some loves are impossible to deny, no matter how forbidden they may seem. Do you think they will have some spark of love between themselves?

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Waking up crushed under a man, I nearly screamed—until I saw who it was. Adrian. My cold, obsessive husband. The man I spent a lifetime escaping from. In my past life, I trusted the wrong people. Betrayed the only man who ever protected me and died alone. One life ruined me. This one? I’ll ruin everyone who tries again. Now, the game is mine and I write the rules. I'll act sweet. Stay mysterious. And pit every snake against each other. And as for my dangerously obsessed husband? I will tame—wait... WAIT! I was just being a little gentle, why is this tyrant acting like a delicate princess? 'Hey, hey, stop clinging to me! What? You want cuddles? Head pats? You—You are not a cat, Adrian!' … “He’s deathly allergic to strawberries? But he devoured one from my hand like it’s a miracle elixir.” “He has sleeping disorders? But he hugged me and passed out like a lazy cat!” “He’s sulking… because I didn’t hold his hand?” When he saw me hugging my female best friend? He lost his mind. Yanked me into his arms and growled, “Mine,” like a deranged villain in love. I finally understood: no one else ever stood a chance. I was his only obsession.

“Your grace! Swear to me that I will be the only one to give you an heir!” I demanded, my voice breathy and firm while the duke and the members of court bore my statement a witness. “Your wish is my command, Duchess!” Alaric declared coldly. ********* In a world where dreams and reality collide, a young, whimsical girl from the 21st century finds herself inexplicably transported to the tumultuous 18th century—a realm brimming with demons, angels, enchanted beasts, shifters, and powerful witches. In this fantastical landscape, two lonely hearts from completely divergent worlds are drawn together in an intoxicating dance of fate. With a mere touch, the embers of love can ignite into an inferno, giving way to a tempest of passion, longing, and danger, where even the most forbidden desires can come to life. Just before her impending wedding to a much older general, Ava Philips stumbles upon a captivating stranger, a chance encounter that spirals into a whirlwind romance under the stars. As they open up about their heart-wrenching truths, they find sanctuary in each other's arms, igniting a fire neither anticipated. But as dawn breaks, the stranger vanishes without a trace, leaving Ava shattered and alone, her heart in ruins. Months later, Ava's world becomes even more complicated when she discovers she's pregnant with the child of this enigma—an imprint of love that lingered for just one night. With society’s scorn raining down upon her, she faces unbearable humiliation from her family, ultimately leading her into a desperate arrangement: marriage to a wealthy nobleman from a neighboring kingdom, bent on hiding a dark secret. Transformed into a Duchess and matriarch in a foreign land, she captivates not only her husband but also the noble prince, Duke’s brooding brother, and the executioner all vying for her heart amidst the chaos of her new existence. Meanwhile, Ava must present an heir to the new king, Alaric. But Noctara, her co-wife, plays the deadliest games to deter it. As Ava embarks on this new chapter, as queen and Alaric as king. She steps into a life disigned with ancient magic and perilous intrigue. But the shadows of the past are relentless. As Ava navigates through deception, dark spells, and the intricate politics of her newfound life, she must confront her desires and unravel the secrets that bind her to her memories. What awaits Ava as she uncovers her true strength in a world where danger lurks at every corner, and love might be the greatest risk of all? Adventure, passion, and the fight for freedom beckon—will she seize her fate, or will the ghosts of her past consume her?

Lìngxiāo is the same boy Chóng Fēi believed he had killed indirectly by exposing him. Since the time Lìngxiāo was Eighteen, he has carried a strange condition that never lets him show pain or anger. As an independent exorcist with no controlling clan above him, he roams the land with three burning aims: to save the common people from darkness, to clear his own name—from his own father's murder—and to unravel the mystery behind the man who raised him before disappearing right after he learned to stand on his own. Was his father killed? Or was there something deeper than that? Who was that bloodless "uncle" who used to teach him what is distraction and what is destination? Were those teasing words—"A wave of pleasure"—something more than what he took too long to understand? Soon, his destiny took an unexpected turn. His hometown Yún Xi calls him back—not as who he used to be, but as a professional exorcist. A town haunted by a Red Robe Ghost, where no exorcist who answered the call has ever survived. When Lìngxiāo arrives, a silent surprise awaits him. Nineteen souls. Twenty deaths. But wasn't it supposed to be only one ghost—the one hunting the very heir of the clan in nightmares? That heir is Chóng Fēi. He has spent fifteen years carrying the weight of a death he believes he caused—the death of Xiǎo Lìng, the boy who once protected him from his father's cruelty. He has spent fifteen years loyal to a ghost. He has spent fifteen years trapped between his father's control and the skull mummy who haunts his every step. Now, Chóng Fēi finds himself drawn to the mysterious, perpetually smiling exorcist. Something about Lìngxiāo feels familiar. Something about him makes Chóng Fēi want to trust—and want to run. He doesn't know that the man he's falling for is the same boy he's been mourning. During the investigation—through a ballad of needles and fear, all for the sake of keeping the heir alive—Chóng Fēi's one-sided longing grows into deep love. It becomes his reason to walk slower. To share belongings. To share his trauma. And Lìngxiāo, who has been searching for answers about his father and his uncle, begins to realize that the demonic energy haunting Yún Xi isn't just around him. It's around Chóng Fēi too. The ghosts are not the villains. They are victims of someone else—a mastermind who has been watching, waiting, pulling the strings. And there is more than one. The unknown one seems to be above the other. Can someone who roots for power and legacy move for the songbird whose nature is flying around, searching for his origin? And who even bothered enough to raise a hopeless boy without purpose—only to leave just when he had started to fly high and wanted to hear that simple "Do not worry, boy"? Let's find out on the surface of tears and smiles—which is not even the start or the end, but the middle of something far more complicated but ends into someone else's epic—Black Peacock's Tearstone Cultivation. (will come soon : connects to all spin offs) Bonus book: For The Four Arms, One Soul [a book inspired by Chóng Fēi's shelf! say thanks to him for being such a story bug!] Epitaph Of The Patriarch Yīlíng—another spin off would be launched after this book is finished or close to finishing.

He saved her… but never planned to set her free. Aria thought betrayal was the worst pain she could feel until she met Rafael. After discovering Lucas’s true intentions, Aria walks away from love and straight into revenge. That’s when Rafael appears powerful, dashing and impossible to resist. He helps her destroy the man who broke her… but in return, he slowly takes control of her world. What begins as protection turns into possession. Because Rafael doesn’t just want Aria by his side, he wants her completely. And the most terrifying part? A part of her doesn’t want to escape. When Rafael nearly dies saving her from enemies but due to memory loss he remembers everyone except the woman he crossed hell to save. Can a forgotten love find its way back? Or will Aria lose him forever, even after getting him back?

Cassie Black, the daughter of Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange, has wanted nothing more than to become an Auror. During her seventh year at Hogwarts, she must deal not only with Minister Fudge's mistrust of her true intentions, but Dumbledore's unending manipulation to get what he wants. Her blossoming attraction to lifetime friend Professor Snape, who she assumes will be horrified if he finds out her true feelings, threatens to ruin everything she holds dear. (Starts during Sorceror's Stone. Severus x Original Female Character).