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Azaria Freeman gave everything to Aldrith Corp. She carried two roles without complaint, held the company together, and believed her reward was finally within reach. Instead, the promotion she earned was handed to someone with the Aldrith name. Furious and done staying silent, Azaria storms into a board meeting and challenges the very people who overlooked her. But the moment she steps inside, everything changes because Theon Aldrith realizes the truth: His mate has been right under his nose all along. And she is human. Something that hasn’t happened in centuries. Now, power, instinct, and fear collide as Theon faces an impossible choice: claim her and risk everything, or walk away from the one person fate has chosen for him.

"Take me instead." Three words. Guinevere Lunaris trades herself and saves 300 lives. Tied. Gagged. Underestimated by a mile. They chain her to a tree in the snow. Mistake. While running for her life, she meets a stranger in the dark and tells him to hide so he isn’t killed. Twelve hours later, he walks into her father's hall wearing a crown. The man she just told to hide in a hole is Maddox Drakencrest, High King of Velkaris. Ruler of an entire continent. Maddox hears his dragon say ‘mate’ right away. But her wolf is silent. More and more Alpha Kings enter the hall. She catches the tail end of her father’s toast and chokes on her wine. "—leave here with a virgin bride." An auction for her hand turns into a full-out bidding war. Maddox wins. 750 million in gold, three dragon fleets, and an urn full of the bastard who chained her the day before. Every force in Velkaris is betting against a wolf on a dragon throne. The Elders say the queen must be a dragon rider, which is impossible for a woman without dragon blood. The king's half-brother agrees with them, but his solution is a civil war and taking the crown for himself. If his brother’s rebellion wins, Maddox dies and she belongs to him. If the elders win, she goes back to the father who sold her. Neither is happening. Her wolf calls Velkaris home. She's not giving it up. They expect Guinevere to behave like a good little wolf princess and play along with their political games. She says bet.

Akira’s plan for his second life was simple. Get stronger. Clear dungeons. Protect his sick mother. Love was never part of the equation. After dying in his previous world, Akira wakes up inside the hunter novel he once loved, complete with dungeon gates, monsters, and a mysterious System guiding his growth. With a second chance at life, he focuses on becoming stronger with every quest and every battle. Everything was going smoothly… Until Kael Vixar starts following him. Kael is the strongest S-rank hunter in existence. A billionaire prodigy feared across the hunter world. He’s also an extremely clingy man. For reasons he refuses to explain, Kael attaches himself to Akira’s side. Showing up in dungeons, training sessions, and even outside his home despite Akira repeatedly telling him to go away. The more Akira pushes him away, the more persistent Kael becomes. Eventually, the entire hunter community starts saying the same thing: “If you see Akira… Kael Vixar won’t be far behind.” Akira only wants power. Kael only wants Akira. And somewhere between deadly dungeon battles and a secret that could shatter everything Akira knows about his new life… The strongest hunter in the world might just fall first. And fall hardest.

She was never chosen to save the world — she was forged to survive it. Etani is a half-fae assassin who understands the rules of survival: power is taken, mercy is punished, and every victory has a cost. She was never meant to be a heroine — only a weapon. When fate drags her from the shadows into the heart of political and divine conflict, Etani is stripped of her power, betrayed by courts and gods alike, and forced into leadership she never wanted. Each battle reshapes her. Each choice costs her something she cannot replace. As assassinations give way to crowns, and kingdoms become bargaining chips for gods, Etani must navigate brutal power struggles, shifting alliances, and enemies who would rather break her than kill her. Survival demands sacrifice. Power demands blood. And destiny does not care who it destroys along the way. This is a dark epic fantasy of ruthless survival, morally complex choices, and a female lead who does not seek redemption — only control over the chaos determined to consume her. For readers who enjoy dark fantasy, morally grey protagonists, and stories where power is both weapon and curse, Etani is a completed 12-book saga of transformation, vengeance, and the thin line between predator and prey. Content Warning: This series contains graphic violence, sexual content, torture, murder, cannibalism, domestic and sexual abuse, mental illness (including depression and suicidality), abortion, and miscarriage.

{MATURE CONTENT} One stolen invitation. One forbidden dance. And now… the most feared vampire duke won’t let her go. Isadora Wren only wanted one night—one chance to step into the world that killed her mother. Disguised in a borrowed gown, she sneaks into the masked ball at Mirewood Hall… and into the arms of Caelan Virellion, the cold and reclusive Duke of Ravenshade. He hasn’t danced in a century. He hasn’t felt in even longer. But with her? He hungers. Now whispers swirl through Bellmere: a commoner has caught the eye of a vampire lord. As stolen glances turn to secret touches, Isadora finds herself pulled deeper into Caelan’s dark world—one of ancient bloodlines, ruthless power, and deadly secrets. But Isadora isn’t just fighting scandal—she’s chasing the truth about her mother’s disappearance… and the monstrous legacy Caelan might be hiding. He could ruin her. She might destroy him. And some dances end in blood.

"She's stabilizing. Who marked her?" the healer asks. "I did," both Dexmon and Finnick answer. Serena Frostborne is dying between two Alphas. One is the Dragon Prince: her fated mate across multiple lifetimes. Their wolves are true mates. His dragon claimed her, too. The whole eternal package. Easy choice, right? No. The other is the youngest King in Skardos. A man who lost everything and sure as hell didn’t expect a second chance. Oh, and he was her fated mate in a past life too. Born a princess. Sold as a slave. Crowned a queen. Now royally screwed because her wolf calls both mate. One feels like home. The other feels like the one she lost. Neither is willing to step aside. Both want to murder the competition. Unfortunately, war doesn’t care about their dick-measuring contest. Together they have a shot. Alone, their kingdoms fall. Team up or burn. Two kings. One queen. Checkmate.

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

This is the story of Lin Xue, a dandy young woman who values beauty and wealth above all else. At fifteen, she unexpectedly meets her soulmate. Instead of excitement, she feels only frustration. "I thought I’d meet him at twenty," she grumbled. "My lady, you can meet your soulmate at fifteen or older," her maid replied. "Fifteen is too early! I hope he doesn’t propose. I’ll just tell him to wait until I’m twenty. I want to enjoy my life first." Months Later… "You… You’re the Emperor?" Lin Xue’s mind reeled as she recalled her past words she had spoken so carelessly. [Flashback] "I heard the Emperor is handsome. Hah! I’ll call him ‘Handsome Without a Brain.’ He’s too young to rule a nation! He should be enjoying his youth instead. What a fool! If I were Emperor or Empress, I’d abolish that ridiculous law about marrying at fifteen!" Lin Xue scoffed. [End Flashback] She turned pale. I badmouthed the Emperor… in front of the Emperor. I’m dead. The Emperor leaned back, amused. "Miss Lin, do you remember your words? Let me refresh your memory ‘Handsome Without a Brain. He should enjoy his youth instead of ruling a country.’" He smirked. "Well, Miss Lin, since you’re so concerned about my lonely youth, why don’t you join me? After all, you are my destined Empress. Waiting until you’re twenty is too long. We’re getting married now." Lin Xue’s jaw dropped. "I refuse!" "Oh? Do you want to die early? Because I don’t mind being a widower," he teased, his smirk deepening. Lin Xue huffed. "You’re sickly. A sickly Emperor!" The Emperor chuckled. "Then wouldn’t it be poetic if I died in your arms?" "Shameless!" Lin Xue fumed. Her maid whispered to her, "Miss, if you marry him, you won’t have to worry about money ever again." Lin Xue perked up. "Really? …Fine! I’ll marry you!" But their story is far from a fairy tale… War. Plague. Revenge. Robbery. Assassins. Treason. Can a dandy girl and a sickly Emperor survive the storm? **Enjoy The Dandy Empress and the Sickly Emperor: I Don’t Want to Be an Empress! **

The weakest girl in the apocalypse accidentally became the obsession of multiple apex predators. Unfortunately for them, predators don’t share easily. Felicity was supposed to die on the first day of the apocalypse. Zombies devour the weak. Beastmen rule the ruins of human cities. Strength decides everything now. Felicity has none. Small, soft spoken, and completely unsuited for a world like this, she survives only because Victor finds her first. Victor is a winged apex predator feared by every beastman who crosses his path. He does not protect strangers. But once he chooses something… he does not let it go. Unfortunately for him, other predators have started noticing her too. A wolf who watches too quietly. A snake whose patience feels dangerous. A lion who refuses to leave her side. Predators who should never share anything. Except her. Because something about Felicity is changing them. And in a beast ruled apocalypse, predators were never meant to share. Unfortunately for them, Felicity might be worth learning how. https://discord.gg/daZsu8AU7B ___________ castle gift will give u 5 chapters anything higher +2 gacha ten chapters 4/8/26

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

"And now for our final auction item!" Inside the underground auction house, the host's impassioned voice rang out, the entire venue suddenly went dark, a moment later...

It is rumored that the Young Lord Lockwood, who is not fond of women, suddenly got married, and pampered his little wife repeatedly. "Uncle, I have someone I like, he is tall, mighty, and handsome!" She stayed in the world he built for her with his chest, weakly resisting. On his handsome face was a devilish, wicked smile, "Madam, the person you had a crush on when you were young, is me!"

“Damian Sinclair, you said you wouldn’t touch me, wouldn't like me, and wouldn’t marry me!” “Darling, you must be mistaken. I clearly want to sleep with you, like you a lot, and hold a certificate of marriage!” “You...you're shameless, going back on your word!” “Be good, husband can do something even more shameless.” The book is also called "The CEO Is Too Fierce, Baby Feels Square" and "Beast, Let Go of That Soft Cutie, Let Me Come."

She, breathtaking and indifferently gentle, soft and adorably clueless. She was a Divine Doctor who could bring the dying back to life, and also a poison expert who killed without trace! She possessed a pair of clairvoyant eyes, and also a body filled with mysterious vital energy! People said: Even Yama Raja had to give way to those An Yiqing wished to save! He, cold and aloof, stunningly handsome like a deity. He was the most outstanding descendant of the Ancient Martial Arts Families and also the youngest general of Xuanjin Country! He was an emperor who emerged from darkness and blood, holding great power and deciding over life and death! When the gently indifferent her and the cold and proud him met, what kind of sparks would they ignite? Affection chapter: An Yiqing asked, "Hm, I heard you like me?" Gu Yelin stiffened, "Yes!" An Yiqing's eyes fell, her voice flat, "But I can't be with you." "Reason." Gu Yelin's voice was dark and heavy; his heart clenched in pain—he had been poisoned, and only this little white rabbit in front of him was the cure! "Master said I have an incurable disease." "If you live, I live; if you die, I die!" Gu Yelin's voice was low and resolute. An Yiqing's downcast eyes gradually reddened, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, "Every time I see you, my heart races, I struggle to breathe, and my cheeks turn red. Master said that's the incurable disease, and only you can heal me." Gu Yelin's dark eyes surged with waves of joy and excitement, like a surging undercurrent. ...Only she could cure his poison, and only he was the medicine for her. Underdog chapter: At the banquet Qin Jia: "Who do you think you are? Just an orphan with no parents, what right do you have to cling to Young Master Gu's side?" An Yiqing's eyes swept over coldly, a mocking smile on her lips, "Relying on you who would be nothing without the Qin Family, relying on me who could pinch you to death with one hand!” “You slut!"— Qin Jia, furious, raised her hand to slap An Yiqing. "Sick of living!" Suddenly, a pair of iron-like hands gripped Qin Jia's arm tightly; he had only left for a moment. Who was this blind person daring to bully his treasure? Qin Jia roared resentfully, "Young Master Gu, why are you doing this to me? She's just a wild child with no parents!" "Who dares to say that the An Family's only jewel is a wild child?!" A furious rebuke erupted like a thunderclap, shaking the entire banquet. Baby chapter: The plump Little Bun wriggled his little bottom, his glutinous voice carrying a complaint, "Daddy, why won't you let me sleep with Mommy?" Gu Yelin's mouth twitched, "You are a man, you cannot cling to my wife." "Hmph! Jealous men are so annoying!" Little Bun mumbled, "The Uncle Duan who came to see Mommy yesterday is nice, so is the Uncle Bai who I met last week, and there's Uncle Li who gave me a big red envelope during the New Year and that pretty auntie, they are all nicer to me than Daddy!" Third Young Master Gu's temples throbbed. Why, even though his adorable little white rabbit was married, did those wolves with greed in their eyes still not give up? Men were one thing, but even women were trying to get involved! Third Young Master Gu felt aggrieved; the road to being a henpecked husband is long and arduous~ ************************************ The author says: This story slightly incorporates special abilities with fantasy elements. Every place name, medical term, and jargon used within the context of gambling-stone craft is all fictional. Industry insiders, please do not criticize, thank you!~

One morning, Gu Tiantian wakes up to find her innocence gone—and her temper flaring. Every time she glares at him, cheeks flushed with outrage, Bai Chenyao cocks an eyebrow. “You don’t want this?” he asks, voice cool. “I never did!” she snaps. His only rule: her consent is optional; his desire is not. Cue Gu Tiantian’s inner scream: Then why even ask, you iceberg?! PS: A genius CEO with zero EQ VS. a lovable, scatter-brained clerk. He thinks courtship is a hostile takeover; she thinks love shouldn’t come with fine print. Sparks fly, clothes vanish, and the “free pie” she never ordered keeps biting back—hilariously, endlessly, deliciously.

Sophie Wilson's rebirth brings a clear goal—to win over this 'good cabbage' Charles Seymour. After making her move, she discovers that his methods are a hundred times more sophisticated than hers, and he dotes on her with wild abandon! "Young Master Seymour, what drives you to become a business magnate?" "Building a dowry for my wife." "Young Master Seymour, it's said your culinary skills surpass even top chefs?" "My wife loves to eat." "Young Master Seymour, why did you venture into the amusement park industry?" "My wife loves to play." "Young Master Seymour, how did you develop the most comfortable mattress in the world?" Charles Seymour's gaze darkens: "My wife loves…" Sophie Wilson: "..." Check out my completed works 'The Evil Emperor's Pampering: The Waste Miss,' 'The Noble Lady of the Farming Gate: The Evil King, Let's Farm,' 'The Explosive Medical Princess: The Dark Phoenix King's Fierce Wife,' 'Beast King's Overbearing Love: The World-shocking Elementalist.'

She sneaked into his house, intending only to use his finger to make a fingerprint. Little did she expect that her plan to steal a chicken would end up losing a handful of rice. During a certain party, when someone asked what was good about Mo Nanjue, Tong Ran, thoroughly enjoying her meal, overlooked the figure behind her and blurted out, "He's filthy rich!" As soon as she got home and was about to open the door, someone blocked her at the entrance. "I heard you like that I'm filthy... rich?" Tong Ran's face turned red. "Mo Nanjue, you have no shame!" [Published under the title "Never Forget Your Original Aspiration, Grant You Morning and Evening," it's available in print; feel free to buy and add to your collection~] [The main story is complete, and side stories are still updating, so dive in with confidence~]

The Goddess Doctor Bai Qingzhu met Royal City's richest man, Xiao Lijin, again, and from then on, she was entangled by him. To her surprise, he was even her daughter's daddy! Who could tell her what exactly had happened back then? And how did he get into her room? Five years later, she was actually lured into the Civil Affairs Bureau by this man... Oops~ Even a Goddess Doctor could have an off day, but luckily, this man wasn't bad. A mix-up led her to be spoiled by him, and he was quite attractive too, so she decided to keep him!