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Villainess Counterattack: Earning Money With Gold Digging System

A hundred years after a virus wiped out most of the male population, the world rebuilt itself but not fairly. Men are rare. Women are replaceable. Polygamy is law. Medicine is a monopoly owned by the rich. Lunessa grew up on the losing side. Her father died without treatment. Her mother remarried and disappeared. Now Lunessa raises her younger sister alone, in a society that only values women who are chosen. When her sister needs an operation she cannot afford, Lunessa realizes kindness won’t save anyone, not in this world. So when she becomes bound to the Gold Digger System, she makes a choice. She will be the villain if that’s what it takes to save her sister and survive. The system assigns her missions. Success brings money, medical access, and protection. Failure is not an option. Her primary target is Julian Hale. Julian, the CEO of Helios Pharmaceutical, controls the medicine Lunessa needs. A year ago, he survived an accident thanks to a woman who now lies in a coma. Bound by guilt and a promise he refuses to break, Julian keeps her alive and keeps everyone else at a distance. He should have rejected Lunessa the moment she approached him. Instead, he hesitates and attracted. It starts as curiosity. Then discomfort. Then a growing sense that allowing her close may cost him something he’s been clinging to for far too long. Julian tells himself it's a coincidence. Stress. Nothing more. He has never believed in superstition. But some choices feel uncomfortably familiar. Lunessa needs money. Julian wants peace. As the system pushes her deeper into his world, both of them begin to lose control. In a society built on survival and transactions, even love comes with a price. * Hi readers, just to inform that I don't know if this story could be catagorised as dark, but since I am afraid, some of you might get offended by the plot, so I warned and apologise first... for whatever reason... might come later... hahaha
fyaya · 13k Views

Quick Transmigration: Our Destiny (BL)

"It would be better to die than live such a fucked up life." Xie Fang thought death would finally end the torture he had suffered for years. Instead, he woke up in the same rotten room—facing a cold system that called itself the Protector of the Universe. This time, he was given a choice. The "things" that tortured him were intruders—beings from other worlds that should not exist. They broke the rules of reality and fed on people like him. To erase them, the Protector offered Xie Fang a contract: travel through different worlds, take on new bodies, and hunt down the intruders hiding among humans. In return, he would get his revenge. Xie Fang agreed without hesitation. World after world, he completed his missions with a calm mind and sharp intelligence. He learned how to play his roles perfectly, how to deceive others, and how to kill without being seen. What Xie Fang didn’t know was that someone had been watching him from the very beginning. "I'll find you," a voice whispered. "No matter the world. No matter the life." Across every world, the same presence appeared—dangerous, possessive, and terrifyingly familiar. It helped him when it pleased. It cornered him when it wanted. No matter how far Xie Fang ran, it was always there, as if he had never been allowed to leave. The darkness following him does not want to destroy him. It wants to claim him. As Xie Fang uncovers the truth behind the intruders, the system, and his own past, he realizes his revenge is only the beginning. In a game of lies and survival, he must decide how far he is willing to go. _ _ _ _ P.S. I do not own the cover Image. If the orginal owner/artist want me to remove it please contact below: Gmail: [email protected] Discord: Coffee_bubble Or comment on this book. I'll immediately change it.
Coffee_Bubble · 84k Views

SHADOWS OF THE HEART

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person that sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going extinct, but one rule remained among the humans: "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world, found herself embracing the very shadow that was feared by many. The shadow that always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, she was the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets that led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood, the first to ink his fangs, had, unbeknownst to him, formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play thing to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart—or the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE, AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.
Amzy_Bella · 5.7k Views

Soulmate of the Vampire Prince

[Warning: Mature Content] In the world of magic, amidst various species, there existed the Lumens. They were highly coveted for their blood and their extraordinary powers. ​ Amongst them was a Lumen Princess named Evelyn, an ethereal beauty, who lived her entire life believing she was weak and powerless. Abandoned by her father, abused by her stepmother & tormented by her brother, she never knew love. Shunned by society, she spent her entire life as a caged bird. ​But things start to change when Evelyn is sent to the infamous Blood Moon Academy on her eighteenth birthday, under the guise of completing her further education. ​The twist? The academy is situated in a kingdom of vampires. Terrified to be a walking delicacy amongst the creatures of the night, all it took was one fateful encounter to meet the most powerful predator alive—the crown prince of Versailles, Ivan Ignia De Ashen. He was drop-dead gorgeous and considered to be the epitome of perfection. He appeared as cold as ice, but was a raging inferno within, ready to burn anyone who dared to step into his breathing space. ​He warns her to stay away, but fate has its own plan. What will she do when he decides to claim her as his? ​Thrown together in a royal gothic academy full of power-hungry nobles, twisted professors, and more secrets than spellbooks, what truth will they uncover about their bloodlines and their past? ​ With enemies lurking in the shadows and ancient darkness threatening to rise again, what happens when the secrets about them begin to unravel? Excerpt- He finally moved his sinful lips and said "Hm, I'll help you catch up with your studies" he said, pausing for a moment before continuing "I don't usually do this....help, I mean. But since your progress also affects me, that's the only reason I'll help you this time." "Though, Princess, there are a couple of things I need you to keep in mind, before we move forward." When she nodded he continued, "I don't like wasting time. So when I call, you come. I don't appreciate anyone being intrusive about my matters, so I'd prefer if you keep any curious thoughts to yourself." "And lastly..," He leaned in slightly, maintaining steady eye contact with her. His voice dropped to a low, almost warning tone. "Don't fall in love with me. I don't do love. And the minute I find you show any signs of clinginess… that's when you'll pay the price." ..... "My payment would be…your blood." His eyes suddenly turned serious as he continued, "You shall never offer your blood to anyone else throughout your academic years...meaning you will never serve anyone else." Eve stood stunned, her breath caught in her throat as she waited for him to finish. Then he leaned in, his lips barely an inch from hers, and whispered, "Except me." The only word that kept echoing in her mind was 'blood'....and she could see she was becoming something rare in his eyes. A delicacy reserved for the devil himself. The book cover is mine, don't use it!
Eva_Moon04 · 307.6k Views

Clause 4:Total submission

​OFFICIAL CONTENT ADVISORY ​ATTENTION: Clause 4: Total Submission is a high-intensity Dark Romance that contains graphic themes and psychological dynamics that may be triggering or offensive to some readers. DISCLAIMER: The actions and behaviors depicted in this fictional work are for narrative purposes only and do not reflect the author's real-world views on healthy relationships. This is a work of fiction intended for MATURE ADULTS (18+) who understand the tropes of the Dark Romance genre. "I don't pay for your consent, Sloane. I pay for your silence." ​Vane Sterling is a god of ruin. In the glass-and-steel cathedral of Sterling-Vance, he doesn’t just trade stocks; he trades souls. He is a man who finds "unearned hope" offensive and views human emotion as a market volatility that must be liquidated. ​Sloane is his most efficient asset. She is the ghost in his machine, the woman who kneels in the shadows of his mahogany altar while he destroys empires over the speakerphone. ​She isn't there for the paycheck. She is there because Vane Sterling owns the machines that keep her mother’s heart beating. Every breath her mother takes is a line item on Vane’s ledger—a debt that Sloane can only pay in compliance. ​The Terms of the Audit: •​The Body: A vessel for his stress. Total physical regulatory access, at his discretion, without exception. •​The Mind: Complete compartmentalization. To feel is to breach. To cry is to fail. ​•The Penalty: Every second of hesitation adds an hour to her term. Every flinch adds a day. ​With twenty-seven days left until her "freedom," Vane has decided that the contract is too lenient. He doesn't just want her service anymore; he wants to see the exact moment her spirit breaks. He wants to hunt the woman behind the mask and watch her realize that even when the twenty-seven days are over... ​He will never let his favorite plaything go. ​“You think you’re counting down the days to your escape, Sloane. But you aren’t running toward the exit. You’re just running deeper into the cage.” Reader Discretion is Strongly Advised. If you are looking for a traditional "sweet" romance, this is not the book for you. If you enjoy the thrill of the storm, welcome to the sixty-first floor.
Sipy_PY · 289 Views

WHY HER: THE SHADOW OF THE PAST

All the mishaps just began during the summer break for me, a girl from a family of five, since my parents have two older twin brothers named Milo and Miles who has my whole life mapped out for me. My parents are wealthy, overbearing, and strict who are always monitoring my activities, though I am not the only one in the family. One night before the start of the summer vacation, I asked my parents about my goal of taking up the job as an hacker in Pakistan during the summer vacation, and this led to an argument with my parents that ended with them grounding me for the entire summer vacation. I decided to sneak out that evening to Delilah's where the conversation turned to the return of the Mafia kings and the high rate of kidnapping and yes (Delilah is two years older than I am, and I, actually, am also a sophomore at University of Milan studying Criminology and also Milos' former girlfriend). I explained to her what happened and asked whether she has a job to offer, and then she suggested something about working as a maid to get information about Lucas "The Mafia Lord" regarding the cases of kidnapping and missing girls in her school. Although it sounded like a crazy idea, I offered my service-at least anything to get me away from home. Lilah made up a lie to my parents that I was going to spend the summer at her place, while they were going to spend their summer at Kuwait, as well as expand our mining business. A week later, I set out for Placid Mansion, where hundreds of girls line up to get this job, and a few were picked by his secretary-which I was among the lucky few. Well, I wouldn't say that if I knew the mess I was getting myself into.
RIL_ink · 4.1k Views

The Monster’s Only Desire

The Valerith Empire claims it is protected by holy saints; that’s funny, considering how disposable people are here. I’m Lior Valen, second son of a Viscount—which is a polite way of saying I’m excess. Well dressed. Well educated. Easily sacrificed. I also have a secret that would get me ruined if spoken aloud: I like men. I know this because I’ve lived once before, in a modern world where loving the wrong person didn’t come with a death sentence. That experience taught me an important lesson: Live quietly. Don’t stand out. Survive. Unfortunately, a masquerade ball ruined my entire plan. Because all terrible decisions are made at masquerade balls, someone suggested a game of truth or dare. I accepted a dare and kissed a stranger. This was, in hindsight, a mistake. Because the stranger was the Monster of the North. Ruler of Skeldryn. Alleged executioner. A man rumored to kill anyone who touches him. I touched him, but he did not kill me—which was unexpected. Instead, the monster became interested. Possessively so. He dragged me north, away from a lover who had already replaced me and a court that was more than happy to let me go. I followed—not out of courage, loyalty, or love. I followed because I enjoy being alive. Now I’m in Skeldryn, where saints are unreachable and monsters are persistent, and I’m beginning to suspect that surviving his attention might require more than luck. And possibly an exit strategy.
supriya_shukla · 2.2k Views

Reincarnated As The Girl My Teacher Loved In a GL Book

I watched through hooded eyes as she pulled her hand away and stood up slowly. I liked that she towered over me, each click of her heel sounding like a timer about to go off. She stopped in front of me, then put her knee down on my seat, between my thighs. She maintained eye contact as she pushed closer, spreading my legs apart.  “Ms. Duval…” My voice was hoarse, my hips arching off the seat, seeking the pressure she so willingly gave.  Her thumb was back on my lip. “My pathetic little girl…” She pushed her thumb into my warm mouth and I sucked on it like it was communion and I was a disgraced sinner. “Good girl,” she muttered, pressing her knee closer. I knew she could feel the heat from my pulsating center.  I let my hands run up her legs and looked up at her. “I need you…” I sounded like a broken record. “I’ve always needed you.” . . . . . She died running from the truth and woke up inside the story she wrote to survive it. Mary was never meant to exist. Found half-dead in a ditch and admitted to a secluded Catholic girls’ school that should not have taken her, Mary slowly realizes the impossible: this world, this school, this life—she created it. Every rule, every punishment, every prayer was once hers on the page. The only thing she didn’t write was Sister Madeleine. Calm, distant, and unnervingly attentive, Madeleine is both Mary’s literature teacher and therapist—and the one person who seems to see through her. When Mary insists she doesn’t belong to this world and begs for help to return home, Madeleine agrees to “help”… in ways that feel less like rescue and more like confinement. As Mary uncovers truths she should not know—about the school, a girl who died, and the hunger Madeleine refuses to name—the story begins to change. Pages no longer obey her memory. The ending is no longer hers to control. In a place built on silence, obedience, and confession, Mary must decide what is more dangerous: Escaping the world she wrote— or staying in the care of a woman who refuses to let her go.
ghostofjune · 25.4k Views

The Tycoon's Eternal Obsession: Reborn Jewellary Queen Seeks Vengeance

Seraphina Hale died at twenty-three. At the hands of the people she trusted most—her sister Evelyn, her mother Victoria, and her fiancé Derek. She had built Hale Lumina into a jewelry empire by twenty. She was brilliant, driven, unstoppable. She had everything—a thriving company, a man she loved, a future that sparkled like the diamonds she designed. Then Derek proposed. At an award ceremony dedicated to her. On one knee. To her sister. Using her ring design. The world watched. The hashtags exploded. She became the villain—the jealous sister who slapped him in front of everyone. Her company crashed. Her reputation shattered. Desperate and broken, she fell into their trap. They kidnapped her. Tortured her. Killed her. Staged it as suicide. Evelyn took her company. Her mother gave touching interviews. They got away with everything. Then Seraphina woke up. Five days after the proposal. Two days before her murder. She has a second chance. But she can't survive alone. Enter Alexander Langford—the brilliant scholarship kid from boarding school who became the most powerful CEO in Athena Country. Now he's offering salvation: three hundred million dollars, his name as her shield, and a marriage contract for two years. No love. Strictly business. Just one catch—Alexander controls her safety completely. But when Alexander cups her face and promises "I will protect you forever," she believes him. When his storm-blue eyes hold hers with devastating intensity, she feels safe for the first time. This marriage is supposed to be fake. So why does it feel so real? What Seraphina doesn't know: Alexander is also reborn. He loved her for fifteen years, died mourning her, and now has one chance to save her. This time, he won't be too late.
Reenceci · 26.7k Views

A Second Chance To Be Mine (BL)

“Can we ever be together?” For Kim Min Jun, the answer had always been no. At ten years old, Min Jun lived quietly within the vast Park Estate, the son of a devoted maid who served the powerful Park family. While his mother worked tirelessly in the grand mansion, Min Jun lingered in its shadows. That was where he met Park Hyun Soo, the cold, untouchable heir of the Park conglomerate. Hyun Soo stood above everyone else, distant and indifferent, raised to inherit power rather than companionship. Yet somehow, Min Jun was different. What began as reluctant tolerance slowly blossomed into something neither of them could name. In stolen moments between duty and expectation, they became inseparable, best friends, confidants, and each other’s only refuge. Their bond deepened with every passing year, growing into a fragile, unspoken love neither dared to confess. But fate was never kind to people like them. At eighteen, Min Jun’s world shattered when his mother was accused of murdering Madam Park, Hyun Soo’s mother. Overnight, Min Jun became the son of a murderer, stripped of his dignity and cast aside. He believed, desperately, that Hyun Soo would stand by him, that their bond meant more than the accusations. He was wrong. Hyun Soo chose silence. Chose his family. Chose everything except Min Jun. Heartbroken and abandoned, Min Jun lost not only his mother, but the person he loved most. Five years later, burdened by grief and regret, Min Jun uncovered the truth, a conspiracy that proved his mother’s innocence. Clinging to hope, he sought out Hyun Soo, determined to reclaim what they had lost. But destiny dealt its cruelest blow. Hyun Soo died in his arms. With his final breath, his voice trembling with unspoken sorrow, Hyun Soo whispered, “In our next life… let’s be lovers.” Moments later, Min Jun’s world faded into darkness as he followed him into death. Only to wake up again. He was eighteen once more. Fate had given him a second chance. This time, Min Jun would not hesitate. This time, he would fight against destiny itself. He would protect Hyun Soo. He would uncover the truth sooner. He would not let tragedy repeat itself. And most of all, he would claim the love they were denied. Standing before Hyun Soo once again, Min Jun looked into the eyes he had lost once before and asked the question he never dared to ask in his previous life, “Will you be my lover?”
Moonshine_ · 281k Views

The Billionaire's Decoy Bride: Dangerously Yours

“Adrian,” Raya whispered, voice trembling. “Choose — her or me.” His eyes darkened. “Why should I choose,” he said softly, stepping closer, “when I can have you both?” Her breath caught. “You’re insane,” she whispered. He brushed a thumb over her lips. “No,” he murmured, “i'm yours as you're mine. Whether you want it or not.” ~~~ To save her father, Raya agrees to become the fiancée of a man who could destroy her. She thought she was walking into a simple contract. But when she steps into Adrian Blake’s world, she steps into a maze of power, obsession, and dangerous secrets. Adrian never loved Seraphina, the woman he was supposed to marry. He only needed her family’s influence to seize the Blake empire. But when Seraphina vanishes… Raya becomes the perfect replacement. She’s stubborn, penniless, and nothing like Seraphina. Except for one disturbing detail She looks exactly like her. His terms are everything she should refuse: • Pretend to be his fiancée. • Pay off her father’s impossible debt. • Leave when he says so. Simple. Until she realizes the man behind the cold mask isn’t simple at all. The more she falls for him, the more dangerous he becomes. Because Adrian Blake doesn’t want love. He wants control. And now, he wants her. When the truth about Seraphina begins to unravel, Raya must choose: Run before she’s swallowed by Adrian’s darkness… or stay and risk losing her heart, and her identity, to the man who already owns her.
Weïrd · 162.4k Views