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Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

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

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool).

Han Seorin’s first life ended in betrayal and blood on the day she was meant to marry the crown prince. Reborn six years later, fully aware of the lies that stole her happiness, she returns stronger, sharper, and determined to protect her family and reclaim her life. With months to the day she once died, Seorin uncovers the cousin who betrayed her and carefully begins weaving a web of revenge. Every smile, every word, and every observation is part of her plan to expose the lies, manipulate the palace, and ensure that those who wronged her pay for their treachery. Her parents’ honor and her younger brother’s safety drive her every move, and nothing—not whispers, not deception, not betrayal—will go unnoticed. As her revenge unfolds, Seorin’s careful strategies lead to confrontations, revelations, and the gradual unraveling of those who plotted against her. She transforms from the naive girl of her first life into a force the palace cannot ignore, proving that even the deepest betrayal cannot break a will sharpened by death and rebirth. But even as she claims her victories, the past is only the beginning. Every step brings her closer to a destiny she has yet to understand—a fate written before birth that will challenge everything she thought she knew. A Fate Written Before Birth is a gripping tale of rebirth, revenge, and resilience, following one woman who refuses to be broken and will stop at nothing to protect those she loves and reclaim her life.

Their wolves know the truth. Their hearts feel it. Their minds refuse to believe it. Eric believes he’s cursed, his wolf buried so deep it barely exists. Sera believes she’s human, her wolf dormant to protect her life. He doesn’t know she’s his mate. She thinks he is an insane pervert. But the pull between them is undeniable—dangerous, burning, wrong… and yet impossibly right. When Eric is forced to mate the girl born on the night of the Blood Moon to break his curse, he shatters the fragile bond neither of them understands. And losing Sera almost destroys him. Now their wolves stir in the dark, desperate to reunite. If they awaken, they’ll find each other. If they don’t… they’ll lose the only love fate ever intended for them. From the author who brought you: 1. The Vampire's Luna 2. Undressed by his Arrogance 3. Defying the Rogue Alpha

Two hundred years ago, a prophecy revealed the coming of the Seventh Bond, a rare, powerful connection that would tie the soul of the Cursed Beast King to his one true mate. King Zarek waited two long centuries for this soulmate, only to discover she is the one thing he despises most. A human. Eliora knows nothing about magic, curses, or ancient prophecies. All she wants is a peaceful life with her parents, until she loses her home and is taken to the immortal king who claims her as his. Zarek is cold, feared, and dangerous, the most powerful king Eldfrost has had. His beast is violent, unpredictable, and fiercely possessive. Eliora fears him. Zarek refuses to let her go. Will she run from the bond or step into the destiny that could unravel everything?

Rowan Blackwood just wants to survive the night shift at The Hollow Crown diner. She's got £34k in student debt, a lease she can barely afford, and a strict policy of not asking questions about the regulars. Then Caelan Vane sits down at table four and orders nothing. He's been coming for three weeks. He never eats. And somehow, Ro can't look away. When she discovers the diner sits on a ley line crossing — and that she's just inherited the role of Keeper binding the fae courts to an ancient truce — her carefully boring life is over. The fae are real. The threat is escalating. And the infuriating, cryptic man who won't use contractions might be the only one who can help her survive it. If she can stop wanting to throw him out first.

Hunted by fate. Broken by betrayal. Chosen by destiny. After years of cruelty at the hands of her stepfamily, Lyra escapes, desperate for freedom. But her flight leads her straight into the clutches of ruthless rogues and into the path of Alpha Kael of the Shadowfang Pack, the mate the Moon Goddess chose for her. Only… Kael rejects her. Cast aside and forced to serve his lover Ari, Lyra’s spirit should have shattered. Yet fate refuses to be denied. When she’s sold to Alpha Ryland of the Silverclaw Pack, the kingdom’s most powerful ruler, her life takes an unexpected turn. Ryland’s kindness feels like healing… until the night he claims her as his fated mate, and a third bond ignites. Lyra is tied to three rival alphas. A connection forbidden by tradition. A love that could burn the world. Kael’s fire awakens her primal side. Ryland’s gentleness mends what’s broken. Eren’s steadiness anchors her heart. But Lyra’s tangled bonds are only the beginning. When she uncovers the truth about her bloodline, descendants of the Moonborn, the first wolves and the dark secret linking Kael and Ryland to her parents’ murder, the fragile threads of destiny begin to unravel. Now, Lyra must choose: Follow her heart… or embrace the power that could destroy them all.

Ivana Moore's a stunning woman with a presence that commands attention, her raven black hair cascades down her back like a waterfall of night, framing her heart shaped face and accentuating her piercing emerald eyes. Finds herself entangled in a complicated contract marriage with Kacy Lilard's, a union that benefits both their family business interests. Kacy Lilard's a man whose presence is as captivating as his piercing blue eyes, embodies a potent mix of confidence, sophistication and seduction, with his chiseled features and charismatic smile. Kacy exudes an aura of power, wealth and allure, drawing ivana in with a irresistible force, his playboy reputation precedes him, but beneath the surface lies a possessive intensity that becomes apparent when someone threatens those he care about. As they navigate their new reality, Ivana finds herself drawn to Kacy's charming and doting nature. However she's hesitant to express her feelings, fearing that kacy might not reciprocate her love. Unknown to her that he has developed feelings for her during their two month honeymoon. As the story unfolds Kacy's action will reveal his true emotions, leaving ivana to navigate the complexities of their relationship.

Beastmen / Reverse Harem/ Smut / Zombies When the world ends, Felicity expects to die quietly. Instead, she wakes to a ruined world crawling with monsters, beastmen, and dangers she was never meant to survive. Small, soft spoken, and terrified, Felicity has only one advantage: a strange power buried deep inside her that even she does not understand. Saved by Victor, a cold, powerful beastman with wings sharp enough to cut the sky, Felicity is pulled into a brutal new reality where strength decides everything and mercy is rare. Victor does not protect lightly, and once he chooses someone, he does not let go. As they travel through shattered cities and hostile territory, Felicity must learn to survive, to fight, and to claim her place in a world that no longer has room for weakness. Monsters lurk in the shadows, alliances are fragile, and desire burns just as fiercely as fear. In a beast ruled apocalypse, survival is not enough. To live, Felicity must become something more. The fire snapped, spitting sparks into the night. —————————- When Felicity blinked, Victor was closer. She had not seen him move. One moment he was across the clearing, watching the dark with those sharp, unreadable eyes, and the next he was right in front of her, his shadow swallowing hers. “You nearly died back there,” he said quietly. She tried to laugh, but it came out wrong. “It’s probably going to happen again. That seems to be my thing.” Victor’s gaze lingered on her face, then softened in a way she did not expect. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek, his touch rough but careful, as if he were afraid of breaking her. “Not if I can help it,” he said. The fire crackled between them. Felicity’s heart raced as his thumb lingered at her cheek, warmth spreading through her chest at the smallest touch. The world seemed to narrow until there was only him, steady and solid, and the terrifying comfort of knowing she was no longer alone. For the first time since the world had ended, Felicity felt something dangerous bloom in her chest. Hope. hi this is my first book be gentle english is my first language art is my own

Gianna Michaels, a passionate fashion design student, is set to marry Xavier Castillo, the enigmatic billionaire, as part of a long standing family arrangement. However, Gianna's parents, who aren't who she thinks they are, are set out for far more than the benefits of the arranged marriage. What would happen when the truth finally comes out? Would these two people find love in this arranged relationship and overcome all the odds or the villains are going to win this time just like they did 19 years ago?

Ling Liyu dies as a modern salaryman and wakes in an ancient empire as the notorious second son of the Minister of Finance. The body he inherits is hated for being a spoiled bully, and the capital is waiting for him to slip so they can tear him apart. At the emperor’s victory banquet, he crosses paths with Wang Xichen, a cold war general from a powerful family and the emperor’s nephew. A misunderstanding turns into curiosity, then into repeated encounters neither of them can fully avoid. As rumors spread and old enemies circle, Ling Liyu tries to survive by changing for real, using quiet “modern” common sense to fix his household and clean up the damage the old him left behind. But in court, reputation is a weapon, propriety is a cage, and someone is already setting traps. Between politics, rivalry, and rising border tensions, Ling Liyu and Wang Xichen are forced to choose what they’ll protect, who they’ll trust, and what kind of future they’re willing to fight for.

Chu Yan died in a car crash on modern Earth, but when the underworld offered him forgetfulness, he refused. Reborn with his memories intact in the ZERG empire, he grows up as the beloved youngest prince in a species built for war, and quietly remakes it from the inside: names replace numbers, schooling replaces instinct, and the old hunger for humans is dragged into the light and ended. When the galaxy is exhausted after thousands of years of bloodshed, Chu Yan offers something unthinkable: peace. To prove it, he leaves everything that has ever protected him and enters the human empire as a treaty student at the Imperial Military Academy. There, admiration and hatred collide. Commoner cadets begin to accept him because they know what war costs, while old factions sharpen their knives behind slogans and “clubs” that only insiders recognize. As Chu Yan fights to be seen as more than a symbol, Feng Xu, the empire’s youngest general and a strict temporary instructor, is tasked to receive him and keep order—only to find his suspicion slowly turning into attention, then restraint, then something neither of them can afford. It becomes whether it can be lived, and what it will demand from the people brave enough to try.

"If something happens to me, it wasn't an accident." Sixteen years ago, those were the last words Amara Reyes heard from her father before he died at Vale Industries. Heart attack, they said. She was twelve and powerless to do anything about it. Now she's a journalist with nothing to lose, and someone really wants her to stop asking questions. Black roses. Threatening messages. Her photographer beaten. Her best friend gone. And the cold billionaire CEO whose company killed her father offering one choice: stop digging or face the consequences. Roman Vale doesn't make threats. He makes promises. But when blackmail forces them into a fake engagement, everything changes. She needs his resources, he needs her silence, and working together uncovers a truth that shatters everything: both their fathers were murdered sixteen years ago by the same killer. Fake engagement turns real. Enemies become allies. And the person who killed their fathers is watching, waiting, ready to make sure history repeats itself. Because some secrets are worth killing for. And some truths are worth dying for.

Single love interest Yuri! --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Reborn into a new life, with her memories intact - she carefully starts over from an infant. - Navigating her new family: [Really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] - How to portray herself: [Everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls! That should be most fun~] - Showing off the power she gathers: [This region is a 'backwater', but who knows what is out there - let's just take it slow~] - Marriage arranged before birth: [Mm... my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cancel- oh?] - Dealing with 'amusing' deceit: [Cute. 'He' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] - Confronting the 'son' in private: [Whatever your family's iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in this new life, [Elua er Goltbred] can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is at the deepest level. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two traits in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided to support and be supported by when they both came of age - centers as much around helping [Qatrand er Yecine] find herself within who her family has made of her... As it is hoping to ease the dear fiance into how messed up the (ancient) girl honestly is. With her Astralism unchanged despite reincarnation... she can improvise plenty with her ridiculous control of Illusions and more. Which is a good thing - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius just because you know more than others. Unexpected things... like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... Despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, [Qat] finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting... but she really shouldn't have let on and said it out loud. It made her [El] kind of vain - and kind of want to remain as cute as can be for her future spouse! - - - Oh, and *muscles*. [Elua]: I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - Power System: > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (Rank: First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Potential trigger warnings: > A reincarnator MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but successfully tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age, because she knows it's better for her intended partner that way. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. She likes wearing the aesthetics of men's suits! > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally *picked on* by his 'sweet daughter', all for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

“Will you marry me?” The young man slid the ring onto Alexander Astor’s finger. Alex stared at the cold metal, jaw tightening as irritation rolled through him. “Do I even have a choice?” Dashiell smiled. “It seems not.” Dashiell Harper is an autistic doctor who trades his freedom to save his family’s dying hospital, binding himself to the one man incapable of love. Alexander Astor doesn’t feel love. He claims. Six-foot-five, ruthless, diagnosed psychopath, and chief surgeon of a hospital empire, he takes what is placed in his hands and never lets go. Their marriage is a contract. Their lives, a forced merger. Their world, endless twenty-four-hour shifts and locked doors. But when obsession replaces indifference and control turns into desire, the line between survival and surrender blurs. One ring. One vow neither wanted. One dangerous kind of love. Dark BL • Arranged Marriage • Medical Drama • Antisocial Personality Disorder/ psychopath × Autistic • Obsessive Romance • 18+ Explicit

On the night she thought would be the happiest of her life, Elena Vale was destroyed. Accused of betrayal. Shamed in front of the elite. Thrown away by the man she loved. And the worst part? His powerful father watched it all… without stopping it. Broken, jobless, and desperate to save her sick mother, Elena accepts an offer she never expected. “Marry me,” Damian Blackwood says calmly. “Not my son.” Cold. Dominant. Untouchable. Damian Blackwood is a man who does not love. Their marriage is meant to be a deal. A quiet revenge. A calculated move. But behind the contract lies a dangerous truth. Damian knew more than he should have. And Elena is not as powerless as she seems. As hatred turns into desire and revenge turns into something far more dangerous, Elena must decide: Will she remain the weak girl they humiliated? Or will she rise… and become the only woman powerful enough to bring the Blackwood empire to its knees? In a world of wealth, secrets, and betrayal, love may be the cruelest weapon of all.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

(Warning: Mature Content) Rose is a simple peasant girl, content with her quiet life in the countryside. In a week, she will marry her childhood friend—the love of her life. Everything seems perfect. Unfortunately, her happiness is shattered when she catches the eye of the crown prince, a man who will stop at nothing to claim her. She is adamant and refuses his advances putting her father’s life in danger. Desperate to protect her family, Rose makes the ultimate sacrifice. She agrees to the prince’s demands, leaving behind her loved ones to live in the castle as nothing more than his plaything. His whore. Will she ever satisfy his desires enough for him to set her free? In a world where power crushes love, can Rose find a way to reclaim her life or will she be lost to Caius’s control forever? THIS AN 18+ NOVEL THAT INCLUDES VIOLENCE AND MATURE THEMES. READ WITH CAUTION.

Jade, a bold and sassy girl from a modest background, meets the enigmatic and prestigious CEO, *Daniel Ooman*, heir to the powerful Ooman family, during a lavish ceremony — as a mere server. She thinks it’s a one-time encounter… until fate brings them face-to-face again under unusual circumstances. But this time, something happens — a brief touch, a strange shift in energy — and the next morning, Daniel shows up at her door… *asking for her hand in marriage.* Strange, right? Especially with the whispers that follow Daniel everywhere —that he never stays past midnight at any event, that he made a deal with the devil, or worse… that he's cursed. What Jade doesn’t know is that ,she’s the key to his forgotten past… and maybe his only hope for a future